Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Run around the tennis court ten times.

For the magical body in the world of Net King.

Can it also be said to be a different kind of warm-up?

soon.

A total of twenty-four figures from three grades ran out of the tennis court one after another and began the ten-lap 'dessert' task.

As for Kitagawa Sora.

Because of the special nature of today, he had to conduct data testing in person.

Therefore.

Kitagawa Sora did not join the crowd, but stood on the sidelines with Makoto Reiko.

While teaching this smart coaching assistant, he recorded some things in several notebooks.

As for everyone in the tennis club.

Under Sora Beichuan's sight, his mood was aroused.

They all use various ways to express themselves.

Trying to get himself into Kitagawa Sora's sight.

"Brothers, rush."

"I want to run first."

"Hahahaha, I want to be number one, Sugiyama, you are still far away. Number one is Sakamoto Kuma."

brush!

Big words abound.

In the sight of everyone.

A muscular man with a cute kitten tattooed on his arm, vigorously maneuvering his 1.9-meter-long body, rushed to the front of the team, rolling up smoke all the way.

It was Kumadai Sakamoto, a third-year student and a former member of the youth academy tennis club.

And watching the two third graders start to compete.

The four sophomores are not far behind.

After looking at each other, they all started to speed up.

soon.

The entire team turned into a long dragon, and was gradually divided into sections.

Obviously.

High and low, up and down, have already been divided.

The first-year students who were lagging behind looked at the seniors who were getting further and further away in front of them, with complicated expressions in their eyes.

original.

Yesterday.

Seeing those seniors in such a state of embarrassment in front of Kitagawa Sora, with no ability to fight back, they thought that the seniors' strength was just like that.

Isn’t it just zero-blocking?

Isn’t it just that you can’t catch a ball?

I can do it too.

However.

Now they understand that it's not that the seniors are incompetent, but that Sora Kitagawa is too strong.

certainly.

They are different now.

After Sora Kitagawa gave them a chance to compete fairly.

Now in the first grade, the fighting spirit has been ignited.

"We can become stronger too!"

"Can't give up."

"I don't want to be a salty fish, come on!"

"This opportunity must be seized!"

...

This moment.

The first-year students began to encourage themselves.

And the next moment.

When their eyes looked again.

They saw a scene that ignited their hearts again.

Brush! Brush!

The wind howled.

The two figures that were still mixed with them increased their speed again.

Then, under their astonished gaze, they joined hands and chased the second and third grade seniors in front of them.

"Ah, that's..."

"Tezuka-san and Fuji-san, they... are so fast!!!"

"The two of them can actually keep up with the seniors!!!"

"It's amazing."

Looking at Tezuka and Fuji who had gradually shortened the distance, the first graders were stunned.

Just like.

Did you agree to work hard together to become stronger?

Did you agree to work together to counterattack?

Are you actually the boss?

However.

The shock and confusion are not over yet.

Quietly observing Tezuka and Fuji who were walking side by side in front of him, Inui Sadaharu was running at a regular pace and breathing.

But he smiled proudly.

The conjecture in my mind was confirmed correctly.

"As expected, Tezuka-san and Fuji-san are also very strong."

"Well, now that the data has been collected, let's keep up."

"We can't fall behind."

As she muttered in her heart, she did not forget to stretch out her hand to hold up her black-rimmed glasses.

immediately.

This data man who has been keeping quiet for the past few days.

Finally a change was made.

brush!

Another strong wind blew up, and Inui Sadaharu suddenly accelerated his speed and headed straight for Tezuka and Fuji.

"Wow, you three are so fast. Look at me, Kikumaru, speed up!"

brush!

"Eiji, wait for me."

brush!

"Burn!"

brush!

...

Watching the four little ones of Kikumaru and Oishi speeding away one after another.

The remaining first-year students were completely confused.

And this time.

Kitagawa Sora and Makoto Reiko, who were standing nearby and watching the situation, also noticed the movements of the six little ones.

Looking at Tezuka and others who have already blended into the senior group.

Makakureiko said in surprise.

"Hey, coach, look."

"Those first-year students can actually keep up with the pace of second- and third-year students."

The title "coach" was initiated by Reiko Makaku.

According to her, working status should look like working status.

In normal times, I can continue to address him as "Kitagawa-kun".

Regarding this.

Kitagawa Sora was once again satisfied.

And follow the finger of Makakureiko.

Beichuan Kong nodded slightly.

"They are quite good."

First, an endorsement.

Immediately, Kitagawa Sora moved the tip of his pen, writing and drawing on the notebook in his hand, while he began to teach Makoto Reiko.

"So, at this time, you need to write down what you see."

"This is also the purpose and significance of today's thorough training."

"Also, don't just focus on a narrow space."

"Look over there."

Said.

Kitagawa Sora glanced at the first-year students.

"Qianfei and Sawaki are calm and composed. They always run at their own pace and are affected by other factors."

"This means that their character deserves attention."

Accompanied by Kitagawa Sora's voice.

Makakureiko also noticed the two first-year students proposed by Kitagawa Sora as a case study.

With a look of enlightenment.

While nodding in agreement, he couldn't help but look at Kitagawa Sora, who had been distracted beside him.

I thought to myself.

"turn out to be."

"Kitagawa-kun is not just strong."

"He is also serious about being a coach."

...

Later.

Time passes quietly.

Outside the tennis court, a long queue has formed.

24 members of the tennis club were running hard.

Beside the runway.

Kitagawa Kong's eyes were focused, he entered a serious state, and kept recording in his notebook.

From time to time, she also teaches and plays Makkaku Reiko on demand.

The tennis club's training camp is on the right track.

However.

Just then.

An 'uninvited guest' had already arrived at Youth Academy and appeared at the corner outside the tennis court.

Wearing a beige shirt, short chestnut hair, a red tie, a middle-aged reporter in his 40s carrying a briefcase and a camera.

Ta-ta~~~

The sound of approaching footsteps.

It did not affect Kitagawa Sora.

until......

"Hello, I'm Mamoru Inoue, a reporter from Tennis Professional Monthly."

"I came here today because I heard that a lot of things happened in the Tennis Club of Youth Academy. I came here to find out the specific situation."

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"If it's convenient, can I do a simple interview?"

...