I want to play tennis

Chapter 317 Chapter 310

The match between high school students and middle school students did not produce much suspense, it was basically a one-sided match.

Some high school students who finished the game first looked at their companions who were still struggling with disbelief in their eyes.

"how is this possible!"

"Flying swallows return to their nests."

"These middle school students..."

"Extremely exciting!"

"The strength of these guys..."

"It's too lax to return the ball so weakly!"

"It's too exaggerated!"

The high school students looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they were the last ones in this training camp, they were real high school students.

He has trained three years more than the middle school students, and his physical fitness should be far better than them, but why is he still at an overwhelming disadvantage!
What's even more frightening is that the junior high school students didn't feel tired at all after the game. Obviously, the game against them was completely stress-free.

"Are these junior high school students monsters?"

Just when some high school students fell into self-doubt, a mighty voice sounded.

"have you had enough!!!!"

Like a lion roaring, the originally noisy atmosphere was instantly suppressed.

The middle school students turned their heads and saw three high school students walking in the distance.

Such a powerful momentum.

The eyes of Tezuka Kunimitsu, Atobe Keigo and Yukimura Seiichi were serious and serious at the same time.

These three people are not at the same level as the group of guys just now.

The middle school students looked at the three of them curiously and cautiously.

The high school students seemed to be like sheep in the sheepfold seeing a lion walking in, with trembling faces and fearful eyes.

I really want to escape, but I can't escape~~~
After the three people approached, everyone saw their faces clearly.

On the left is a man with beige hair and a soft smile on his face.

The high school student on the right has no expression on his face, looking stern.

As for the one in the middle, well, he's very old-fashioned, with a very fierce look, and it's a pity that he doesn't mix black.

Looking at the fiery red hair, Kitahara Toru quietly said to Toyama Kintaro, "Hey, Kintaro, is that red-haired one your relative?"

Who knew that Kintaro Toyama bluffed when he heard Toru Kitahara's question.

"Hey! That old uncle is not my relative!"

In an instant, all eyes were on the red-haired man walking in front.

The corner of the red-haired man's mouth twitched slightly, resisting the desire to go crazy, and glared fiercely at Kitahara Toru and Toyama Kintaro's originally fierce faces, which became even more ferocious.

The handsome man next to him couldn't help laughing, while the other remained expressionless.

Kuranosuke Shiraishi smiled helplessly.

"Xiao Jin, sometimes it's good to look at the occasion a little bit."

Sasaki, the blond man who was arrogant before, was like a mouse who saw a cat at this time, giving people a shivering feeling.

"Ghost...Brother Ghost."

The red-haired man called a ghost glared at Sasaki fiercely.

"Have you had enough trouble? If you've had enough, get out of this training camp."

Sasaki was shocked.

"But brother, this..."

The gentle man interrupted Sasaki's defense coldly at this time.

"It is your disqualification to fight recklessly without correctly judging the strength of your opponent."

The voice is gentle but gives people a feeling of inhumanity and indefensibility.

The ghost finally said with the final word: "Okay! This is the end of the matter, and the eliminated people get out immediately."

Hearing this, Sasaki lowered his head helplessly.

"We... let's go."

Under the leadership of Sasaki, the high school students left the stadium in despair.

The ghost cast a last glance at the junior high school students.

"Give you a piece of advice, don't be too self-righteous."

After speaking, the three of them prepared to leave.

"What, you are the ones who are going to be beaten, and you are the ones who are going to end it. You are the ones who are self-righteous, right?"

Kirihara Chi complained in displeasure.

The beige-haired man Dikirihara Aka also smiled slightly.

"I'm sorry, but strictly speaking, private competitions are prohibited in this training camp."

The ghost turned his head and said impatiently: "If you want to compete with us, try to win the ranking battle and climb up."

"Ranking station?"

The beige-haired man explained kindly: "This training camp is divided into sixteen courts according to their strength. The stronger the strength, the smaller the number of courts. Every day before training, the coaching staff will randomly shuffle the cards. If you win..."

"You can go to the strongest court."

Atobe looked at the beige-haired man with a chuckle.

"Is what my uncle said right?"

The beige-haired man smiled noncommittally.

Kirihara Chi also looked at the three of them with ill intentions.

"Then what court number do you three belong to?"

The meaning of that provocative look is self-evident.

The beige-haired man smiled slightly, not caring about Kirihara Akaya.

"On the third court, there are many playing in the river."

After Irie Zuodo finished speaking, he looked at the ghost.

Oni looked at Kanata Irie silently, as if complaining about why he did some unnecessary things, and finally, under Kanata Irie's soft eyes, said reluctantly: "Jujiro Oni, from Court No. [-]."

A No. [-] court and a No. [-] court.

After knowing the two, everyone turned their attention to the man with facial paralysis who had not spoken.

The latter glanced at the crowd lightly, and said to Irie Kanata and Oni Jujiro without seeing them: "Let's go, the training is about to start."

"What, such a stinky fart."

Toyama Kintaro whispered.

Echizen Ryoma nodded slightly beside him.

"That is to say, it's really annoying."

Kitahara gave the latter a white look.

"You have no right to say whether he is good or not."

"You three seem to care about him?"

Ok?
The three of them turned their heads and saw Irie Kanata looking at them with a smile, and whispered, "His name is Tokugawa Kazuya, and he's from Court No. [-]."

After speaking, he left quietly.

Field One!
The most powerful stadium?

The three of Kitahara Toru's eyes lit up.

I will definitely go in.

The farce was over, and at this time, the Kurobe coach came out slowly.

"Now, please start to familiarize yourself with the training camp. By the way, if you are late, you will be expelled."

After speaking, he walked into a room.

The middle school students looked at each other in blank dismay.

This training camp is so weird.

.........

"It's amazing here."

Kitahara Toru looked at the restaurant canteen that was no less than a luxurious banquet, and couldn't close his mouth when he smiled.

From those that run on the ground to those that swim in the water, those that fly in the sky and those that grow in the soil, everything is available, and there is no limit to the free supply.

"I definitely want to stay here!"

Atobe looked at Toru Kitahara angrily.

"Don't be so unambitious, okay?"

Xiang Riyue said: "However, the environment here is really good. Is this training camp a paradise?"

"I'm afraid not."

Ninja Yuuji shook his head.

People are puzzled.

"Yushi, why do you say that?"

Ninja Yuuji nodded his chin.

"Have you ever seen someone in heaven look like that?"

Everyone looked and found that there was a running team passing by just now. The expressions on everyone's faces were very serious and focused, and there was a trace of worry hidden in the seriousness.

What happened to this training camp?
(End of this chapter)