Prince of Tennis: It's my system. My victory depends entirely on the host.

The junior high school students were so immersed in training that they had no idea of ​​the time, especially the losing group in the back mountain.

Coach Mifune's training, which required them to work day and night, had blurred most people's sense of time.

After being woken up by a drunk coach late at night again, Yagyu Hiroshi, who had poor sleep quality, had his first argument with his coach.

"Do you think that through a short period of intensive training, you can break through the limit and reach the Shura Path in one fell swoop?"

Yagyu Hiroshi ignored the jackal Kuwabara's obstruction. He had a stern expression, his dry thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, and his low voice suppressed his anger.

Mifune Nyudo, who was accused by Yagyu in person, paused with his hand holding the wine jug, and his eagle-like sharp eyes were fixed on the angry Yagyu.

"You seem to disapprove of my training methods?"

Coach Mifune snorted coldly, and under the dim light, his eyes were particularly bright.

"I have trained countless so-called tennis geniuses, but only one or two of them made it to the world stage. Do you know why?"

Mifune Nyudo's tone was calm as he looked at the young face of Yagyu Hiroshi and lost himself in memories.

At that time, he had just become a training camp coach and was full of expectations and fighting spirit to lead the Japanese U17 team into the World Championship.

He treats every player who enters the training camp equally and tries his best to explore their limits.

At the beginning, his hard work paid off. The players in the training camp grew rapidly in strength, and the Japan Tennis Association praised his training results.

But when these athletes he had carefully trained stepped onto the world stage for competition, he realized how naive his kindness was.

The players who were carefully cared for couldn't even put on a decent game when facing the cruel world competition.

When facing the German players who were full of top players, they were defeated without even a fight.

Yes, the player he placed great hopes on voluntarily gave up!

Japan lost the first two games and urgently needed a third game to boost morale.

It was obvious that the player could have defeated his German opponent, but he gave up the game for the sake of a place in future world competitions.

Of course, the contestant still didn't get the admission seat he wanted.

Because at the beginning, this was the excuse for the German club to play tricks on him.

The strongest player in the competition team gave up and had a direct impact on the two players behind him.

Japan lost all five games!

When Mifune Nyudo returned to Japan, he was scolded to death.

That year, the training camp's funding was reduced to just enough to cover the players' basic food expenses.

Mifune could only bring the players to the back mountain to use the natural training ground to train the players.

Later, with his tireless and tireless devilish training, the Japanese U17 team rose from last place at the beginning to be able to enter the top 20 of the world championship.

This is Japan's best result ever.

Mifune realized that the previous weak training methods were of no use to the players.

Only iron-blooded measures can unleash the players' maximum potential and bring a trophy back to Japan.

From then on his training methods became increasingly ruthless.

The irritable emotion on Yagyu Hiroshi's face slowly disappeared, and his eyes became complicated and indecipherable as he looked at the indifferent Coach Mifune.

"Coach, don't be so serious. We will definitely be the champions this time anyway!"

A crisp voice broke the silent atmosphere. Everyone turned to look at the source of the voice, and a dazzling red hair caught their eyes first.

"Marui-senpai!"

Kirihara Akaya was overjoyed: "Why are you here again?"

A " " sign appeared on Marui Bunta's forehead. It turned out that this stupid kelp should not be treated too nicely!

Marui Bunta pushed through the bushes and came out to the side of Yagyu Hiroshi, followed by several familiar figures.

Mifunerudo unconsciously increased the strength he held on the wine jug, and several conspicuous blue veins appeared on the back of his hand from the force.

These brats disregard the rules of the training camp!

"Who allowed you to come to the back mountain? Anyone who leaves the training camp without permission will be treated as a loser!"

Looking at the people of Rikkai who were so affectionate and caring about each other, Coach Mifune pretended to be impatient and spoke in a very cold tone.

But Marui Fumita had long sensed the joy that Coach Mifune felt when he saw them, and Marui was not afraid at all of this paper tiger who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside.

"I came to see you because I miss you as a coach."

The other junior high school students thought that Marui Bunta would be scolded by Coach Mifune, but Mifune did not get angry.

They could even see a hint of embarrassment on Coach Mifune's weathered face.

It seems like this coach is not very familiar with the players acting like this to him!

The junior high school students who came to this conclusion felt that the image of this vicious old man collapsed in an instant.

It turns out that it’s not that the coach is unkind, but that the way they act cute is wrong?

But it is very difficult for them to act like Marui Bunta, who can act as cute as breathing. Everyone shuddered when they imagined themselves acting cute.

Seiichi Yukimura secretly winked at Bunta Marui, expressing his high appreciation for his smooth adjustment of the contradiction between the coach and Yagyu.

In fact, Coach Mifune, who is a cute-animal lover, turned a blind eye to their behavior of bringing food from the training camp under Marui Bunta's coquettish offensive.

After everyone finished eating the snacks brought by Marui Bunta and others, Coach Mifune closed the lid of the wine jug and kicked Genichirō Sanada in the butt.

"Boy, don't you want to learn how to hit 10 balls? Let this tall dark-faced guy show you how."

Genichirō Sanada, who was pushed out by the coach, looked at the coach speechlessly, stood up, borrowed a racket from Hiroshi Yagyu and walked to the court.

A sly fox smile appeared on Niou Masaharu's lips as he walked to the court first, holding a racket that he had snatched from someone.

"Hey, black-faced monster, wanna fight?"

Genichirō Sanada's eyes became increasingly cold, and he shot 10 balls before Masaharu Niou was ready.

"Hey, you're sneaking up on me!"

Niou Masaharu was startled by the sudden attack, but he used the racket in his hand to hit all 10 balls back without missing a single one.

Moreover, these 10 balls were not simple returns. People with sharp eyes were shocked by the strong rotation on the tennis ball and felt sorry for Genichirō Sanada.

Genichirō Sanada snorted coldly, "A mere trifle!"

He moved as fast as a flying swallow, easily catching Niou Masaharu's ball and swinging it hard.

The tennis ball flew back to Niou Masaharu with red flames, and it seemed that neither of them held back.

The two men became angrier and angrier as the fight went on, and began to use more aggressive moves, so that the already dilapidated court became even more dilapidated. The spider-like cracks all over it made it hurt to step on it, let alone play basketball on it.

"Do Sanada and Niou have a grudge against each other?"

Makigatake asked quietly in Marui Bunta's ear.

Marui Bunta also imitated Xianghi and whispered in his ear: "No, they just can't stand each other."

Mukaito's eyes widened as he looked at the two people on the court hitting the tennis ball towards each other's face with surprise.

Is it just that they don't like each other? I always feel that they want to disfigure each other!

Ryoma Echizen looked at the tennis balls flying on the court with excitement in his eyes. He really wanted to play a match with players with such strong skills.

Echizen Ryoma felt a sense of regret when he thought about missing the competition with Rikkai University because of his father's special training.

The opponent's deputy minister and team members are so powerful, how amazing must the minister's strength be!

With the demonstration of Sanada and Niou, Echizen Ryoma quickly mastered multi-ball training and was able to hit six balls at a time.

Seeing the two seniors fighting passionately, Kirihara Akari couldn't help but come down and play a match with Yukimura Seiichi.

Then he got a bunch of zeros.

Although they knew that Rikkai University's training was arduous and that its players were all very strong, the rest of the junior high school students fell silent when even a second-year student like Kirihara Akaya could easily catch 12 balls at once.

It turns out that they are the only ones lagging behind. Looking at Rikkai University's training in all aspects, it's no wonder they were able to win three consecutive championships.

The defeated team, which was stimulated by Rikkai University, began frantic training after Marui Bunta and others returned.

Even without Mifune Nyudo's reminder, this group of people would wake up in the middle of the night to train.

The proactive junior high school students are in stark contrast to the lazy high school students who only move when poked.

Seeing this group of energetic teenagers, Coach Mifune nodded with satisfaction.

So he privately revealed to Yagyu Hiroshi the privilege of the loser's challenge.

As for why he chose Yagyu instead of others, Mifune said that this guy was the most evil-hearted among the group, and the others were simply not qualified to be responsible for leading junior high school students.

As for the high school students who were eliminated to the losing group, Coach Mifune still felt far from meeting the standards, and he was also dissatisfied with the scouts who selected this group of trash to join the camp.

Coach Mifune secretly made the next decision in his mind that he could select some junior high school students to stimulate this group of trash high school students in the future.

Also, the group of spies in the training camp can be taken to the back mountain for special training to see what kind of garbage they bring back!