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"How is it, are you satisfied?"

"It should be me asking if you are satisfied."

Putting Kintaro on the sidelines, the ghost also came over.

Hearing Horio asking himself, the ghost didn't give Horio any face.

"Since you've seen it all and still beat so fiercely, blame me for asking this question."

Horio shook his head and smiled, what Oni did on the court was the best answer to himself.

"Let's go, let him rest here, and Saito will probably come and take him away later."

After checking that Kintaro's physical condition was fine, Horio left him alone on the sidelines, and then left.

"It's really hard to take your eyes off, although it can't be compared with a player like Horio.

But as far as the level of these middle school students is concerned, the child named Toyama Kintaro can be regarded as a representative rising star in the new generation. "

"Having said that, it bothers me if you're not watching the game on center court."

After the ghost educated Kintaro, the two in the control room finally shifted their focus back to the middle school students' competition.

At this time in the center court, the competition of 25 groups of junior high school students was coming to an end.

But as the game neared the end, everyone in Sitianbao Temple became more and more anxious.

"What's the matter, haven't you found Xiaojin yet?"

"I searched everywhere, but I didn't see him."

"Really, the game is almost over, where did Kintaro go?"

"If this goes on, Xiaojin will be regarded as abstention."

Because of Kintaro's self-willedness, everyone in Shitenbaoji, who had finished their competitions, started looking for him.

But how can they find the position on the No. [-] court who are not familiar with the training base. As Kintaro's opponent, Chitose is also worried that Kintaro will be eliminated if he doesn't even play the game.

……

"Okay, the game is almost over, I have other things to do, and I'll leave the rest to you."

In the control room, Saito, who was staring at the center court, gave Kurobe a few words and left.

"At this point, the game is all over, Shitenbaoji Toyama Kintaro is considered to have given up the game, and he will be eliminated just like the loser."

As a physical coach, Tuozhi gathered all the junior high school students and announced the news of Kintaro's elimination.

Everyone in Sitianbao Temple wanted to buy some time for Kintaro, but Tuo Zhi directly ignored their request.

"The loser among the junior high school students, please go back to the dormitory to pack your luggage immediately. The return bus is already waiting in the parking lot."

After notifying the losers to pack up, Tuozhi disbanded the team.

On the other side, in Court No. [-], Kintaro also regained some consciousness after resting for a while.

"If you sleep here, you will catch a cold."

"You are that...spiritual coach, right? Are you here to pick me up?"

Saito's figure appeared on the No. [-] court, and Kintaro also had some impressions of Saito.

"Yes, can you stand up by yourself? We should go."

"Where are we going, Center Court?"

"No, center court practice is over, I'm going to take you to a place where you can get stronger.

And now you also want to become stronger. "

"Really! Great! As long as you can become stronger, it doesn't matter where you go!"

Hearing that he could become stronger, Kintaro's tired body regained some strength.

Supporting his body with his hands, he followed Saito and left Court No. [-].

At this time, in the parking lot outside the training base, all the eliminated people lined up in front of a bus to get on the bus.

After everyone sat down, the bus drove in the direction it came from, but at a fork in the road, the bus changed its direction.

And in the sky not far from the bus, a helicopter flew by.

Apart from the pilot, there was only Horio in the helicopter.

"Is that the bus for the loser group? Take a good rest, and you will be greeted with a crueler life."

Looking at the bus heading for the deep mountains, the corners of Horio's mouth slightly raised.

After briefly feeling sorry for the junior high school students in the loser group, Horio looked away.

In the bus at this time, the members of the loser group who still don't know their next fate are not in the mood to rest at all.

"It's really embarrassing. The cohabitation life is over in just a few days. Is this really okay?"

"What a fart, if I compete again, I will definitely not lose to Yushi."

Minghu, who lost to Feng, obviously couldn't accept the fact of being eliminated, and Xiangri on the other side was also full of unwillingness.

"My Big Bang will never lose to anyone. If I were to fight Chinen again, I would definitely win!"

"It's really not reconciled to go back like this."

"How can you go back in such a shame!"

After Mingto broke out his emotions, others couldn't help venting.

Sanada, who was sitting alone, felt a little annoyed when he heard the noise of the crowd.

"You idiots! Get a little self-conscious, we lost."

Although Sanada admitted that he lost, the unwillingness in his eyes was more obvious than anyone else.

"Sanada was right, we lost, and we lost in a fair game.

In that case, no matter whether they win or lose, both of them will feel uncomfortable. "

"I understand the truth, but...but it's very..."

Hearing Dashi's words, Mingto also understood the meaning.

But the lingering unwillingness could not be suppressed immediately, and at this moment the sudden bump interrupted everyone's catharsis.

Seeing that the bus had left the main road, everyone immediately went forward to ask the driver to stop.

But the driver ignored them at all, and kept driving on the mountain road at a high speed.

……

"You bunch of rubbish, take it seriously! Didn't you eat?"

On a hill in the forest, a scruffy old man in training clothes was sitting cross-legged on a big rock, yelling at a group of high school students who were doing swing practice.

This group of high school students didn't dare to be displeased when they heard the old man's harsh scolding, they just tried to speed up their swing.

But holding the racket in their hands is like a heavy weight, even if they grit their teeth, they can't make the speed half a point faster.

After taking a sip from the jug in his hand, the old man suddenly heard the sound of a helicopter in the sky.

Looking up, a helicopter is flying from afar.

"Is the kid here? Hmph, it looks like someone has come to help me share the workload."

Looking at the familiar helicopter, the sloppy old man picked up the jug and took another big sip of wine.

"Just focus on me, you rubbish! Do you like procrastinating so much that you want me to give you another set of training?"

The high school students who were swinging their rackets were also attracted by the sound of the helicopter, but the scruffy old man's roar made them look away immediately.

Looking at the high school students who were stunned by him, the slovenly old man stood up and walked towards a spacious open space.