Amethyst Fascination

After long-awaited calls, the first army on an overseas expedition finally returned to the U-17 Hesu base.

The bus stopped at the gate of the base, and the last 20 players among the 10 members of the First Army got off the bus as usual, preparing to ravage the alternates in various fields.This is a consistent practice, and it can be regarded as a pleasure after returning from overseas expeditions.

The bus continued to move forward, and the remaining top 10 players laughed at each other, their tone full of contempt for the substitute players.

There was only one person, who turned a deaf ear to the contemptuous laughter from all around, and was still quietly leaning against the car window, playing with a golden-red orange in his hand.The black pullover hood covered his face, only a lazy smile and some dark green hair were exposed on the corner of his lips.

Wandering around the Hesu base, listening to the sound of batting from various courts, the No.11 Unbreakable Iron Man of the First Army had a cold smile on his face.In his view, no matter how hard they work, no matter how advanced teaching they receive, the gap between these alternate players and the first team who have seen the world's tennis level can only be described as worlds apart.

Randomly pushing open the door of a training field, Bupo squinted slightly to look at the slender figure leaning on the side of the field not far away, wearing the red and white uniform of the alternate player.

The too handsome face is still very young, not like a high school student whose vitality has been ravaged by the rigorous training of U-17.The amethyst-like clear eyes are cold and quiet, and the whole body radiates a cold majesty.

The center of his eyebrows moved slightly, Bupo slowly pursed his lips, looking at the other party's unavoidable eyes, there was a trace of inexplicable shock in his heart, and then gradually turned into anger. "Ahhh, what are the lost junior high school students doing in this camp? You don't know what the U-17 camp is..."

"Okay, let's start." Having no interest in such a boring verbal battle, Yukimura walked slowly to the net, watching Bubu indifferently.

The amethyst phoenix eyes full of pride in the calmness made Bupo stunned for a moment, then smiled as if he was about to win back a city, pulled a cloth towel from his pocket to cover his eyes, and said: "Then let You take a step. Because you don't know how much you will pay to compete with us."

Even though he said so, Bu Po had already made up his mind to teach this junior high school student an unforgettable lesson in his life.

Long eyebrows raised slightly, Yukimura quietly looked at the confident smile on the corner of his lips, turned around and walked to the serving line, and took the lead in teeing off.

"You know how to play tennis better than I thought." Bupo frowned slightly after several rounds of tentative contests.Because the strength shown by his opponent from the beginning of the duel has far exceeded his estimation of the level that a junior high school student should have. "However, you are still at the level of a junior high school student, so let me give you another step."

In the next match, it was still a step-by-step sparring, but Bupo already felt faintly frightened.Wherever he hits the ball, his opponents always hit it back to the same place with machine-like precision.Bupo knew that if he continued to fight like this, he would definitely fall into a hard fight.But Haikou has already boasted, so he can only hold on.

"How long are you going to use this clumsy trick?" Looking coldly at Bupo's gradually serious expression, Yukimura said the first words since the beginning of this duel.But as soon as he opened his mouth, he gave the opponent a great humiliation.

Overjoyed in his heart, Bupo sneered because he finally found a reason to remove the cloth on his eyes: "Idiocy, you are wasting other people's good intentions for nothing, you just wait to regret it!"

Pulling down the cloth towel abruptly, but seeing no incoming ball, Bupo looked around strangely.It wasn't until the whistling of the ball piercing through the air was heard next to his ears, and the bright yellow color fell heavily on his feet, that he broke out in a cold sweat as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

There was a playful and contemptuous smile on the corners of his lips, Yukimura turned his head and squinted, his face full of astonishment, and said indifferently: "If you need it, I will deprive you of all senses other than vision."

"Seeing that your confident expression seems to be sure of winning, I advise you to be careful." Staring at Yukimura, Fupo let out a dry laugh, and said, "You actually know how to use a tennis ball that deprives people of their five senses. Danger."

The corners of his eyes were raised slightly, Yukimura looked at Fupo quietly, listening to him continue: "My pupils are mirror images, and will reflect everything back to you. Then, let you also taste the pain caused by your own tricks, You will no longer be able to play tennis that catches your five senses!"

The pupils of his eyes widened suddenly, Bupo watched his opponent's calm expression collapse instantly, the racket in his hand fell to the ground with a slam, and then fell heavily on the court, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Deprivation of the five senses? That's already in the past tense." The beautiful lips curved into a beautiful arc, and the bright amethyst-like eyes looked at Fupo lying on the ground with a little playfulness. Yukimura bent down and took off his collar. The shiny No.11 collar badge, and a hint of cruelty in the gentle voice: "You can enjoy the aftertaste of the dream slowly, and don't drag me down."

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On the main court, a fierce and threatening momentum is slowly approaching. The red uniforms symbolizing the official players of the Japanese U-17 representative team lifted the sky full of blood and pierced everyone's eyes.

Coldly sweeping the audience's gazes of admiration or fear, the No.1 Byodoin Phoenix looked straight at Tokugawa, who was staring at him in the center of the court, and burst into a contemptuous laugh: "It seems that you have improved a little. Just a little, Tokugawa."

Frowning tightly, Tokugawa's expressionless face showed a fierce fighting spirit for the first time.He wanted to go forward, but the ghost behind him grabbed his shoulder.Looking back at Oni's calm expression, Tokugawa gritted his teeth.

This is the person, the person who ruthlessly destroyed all his self-confidence and sent him to the loser's hell, is the opponent he wants to defeat to the death!he waits.

"Everyone on the overseas expedition, you are lucky." He interrupted the embarrassing situation that was about to start, and coach Kurobe smiled and looked at the top ten players of the first army, with unstoppable admiration in his eyes.

Still smiling gently and harmlessly, the spiritual coach Saito's wandering eyes fell on an unfamiliar face, and he was slightly surprised: "Oh, there is a child I don't know."

Looking back, he glanced lightly at the person whose face was mostly covered by a black pullover hat, and who was looking at a certain point not far away with a half-smile in his eyes. Byodoin introduced to the three coaches: "This is the man I picked up from overseas. come guy."

"Tch, are they strong?" Leaning against the side of the field, the young man with amber golden eyes was full of fighting spirit, and smiled slightly.

Sanada stood beside the boy quietly, looking at the boy's smiling side face, a faint doting smile slipped through his dark eyes.Turning his head, a black coat fluttering not far away was approaching, which made his serious voice reveal a trace of satisfaction: "The group of guys are back, and it seems that they have succeeded."

"It's us next." He snorted softly, his beautiful cat eyes fell on the slender figure in red and white uniform at the front of the black-coated army, his delicate eyebrows raised slightly, and he quickly walked up to him.

The golden eyes carefully looked at the fair and handsome face. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he smiled and looked at the No.11 collar badge on the other party's neckline, and hummed: "Not bad, Yukimura-senpai."

"It's still far away, you want to say that, little guy." Gently scraping the boy's straight and small nose with his finger, Yukimura smiled lightly and said softly: "Next it's your turn."

"That's it. Just wait and see." Proudly raising the corners of his lips, the boy stepped forward and muttered in a voice that only each other could hear: "You are too cunning, Yukimura-senpai."

Yep, the guy is just too cunning to ever engage in pointless duels.Therefore, he never worried that this person would lose in this challenge to the first army.

Not far away, Byodoin frowned and stared at the members of the black coat team who returned from victory, and suddenly burst into a cruel smile: "Great, let's settle the rest in one day."

His eyes slowly slid over the people in the first army, and Saito smiled slightly: "It's also possible, just let me arrange it."