Tennis: A Rough Start Byodoin Hoo

Oni Jujiro's pupils had shrunk into pinholes.

Even from such a distance, he could feel the aura on that white ball of light that seemed to destroy everything.

To be honest, if he were standing on the opposite side of this ball, he might not be able to catch it.

The moment the pure white space shock came into contact with the black hole, it did not stagnate in the air like the previous destruction.

Instead, he fought against the black hole in front of him.

The moment when pure white and pitch black come into contact.

The high-frequency vibrations on the tennis ball were transmitted to the black hole, and actually vibrated with the black hole.

"Click"

There was a sound like glass breaking.

There was a crack in the wall of the airtight black hole that Tokugawa Kazuya placed in front of him.

Tokugawa Kazuya's expression changed greatly.

Cracks appear on the black hole, how is this possible?

But that's the truth, nothing is impossible.

A thousand-mile embankment collapses in an ant nest.

The emergence of this crack means that the black hole's invincible defense has been breached.

"Click, click, click, click."

One crack after another appears on the black hole, densely packed like a spider web.

Breakage is possible at any time and at any time.

Kurobe Yukio no longer cares about interfering with the game.

"Tokugawa Kazuya, get out of the way now!"

It's too late to say it, but it will be soon.

Just as Kurobe Yukio's voice fell, the wall of the black hole in front of Tokugawa Kazuya shattered.

The space vibration that had been blocked for a long time was buzzing like a dragon that had just broken out of the cage.

Destroy everything in front of you.

Under the strong pressure of the space shock, Tokugawa Kazuya could not even move his fingers.

Oni Jujiro: "Tokugawa!"

Irie Kanata: "Tokugawa!"

Tokugawa Kazuya's pupils trembled. Only when he stood in front of this huge white ball of light could he feel his insignificance.

The surging pressure enveloped him like a tide, leaving him breathless.

He even had the idea of ​​drowning in the sea.

Bang!

At the moment when the space shock was about to touch Tokugawa Kazuya's body.

Suddenly a tennis ball flew from outside the court and hit Tokugawa Kazuya's body, knocking him away.

Tokugawa Kazuya rolled on the ground several times before stopping and lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The space shock that lost its target hit the wall behind the court.

The forty-centimeter-thick wall looked like it was made of tofu in front of the space shock. A 530-meter hole was opened without any resistance.

A space with a diameter of two meters fell to the ground, plowing out a huge ravine two meters wide and more than ten meters long before it stopped.

The violent friction caused white steam to rise in the ravine.

Everyone who saw it took a breath of cold air.

It is not uncommon for U17 players to hit a tennis ball through the wall, it happens by chance.

But it was the first time for Jujiro and the others to see him destroying the ground like this after breaking through the wall.

With this kind of power, even the absolute power of an army, Duke King of Destruction Watanabe's Duke Home Run can't be achieved, right?

Who is this young man?

"You brat, didn't I tell you that you have to be careful about how you play ball with others after you go down the mountain."

"Did you want to kill that loser with the ball just now?"

A rough voice came from outside the court.

And very arrogantly called Tokugawa Kazuya a waste.

Oni Jujiro frowned and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw one wearing a black sleeveless robe and straw rope slippers.

A slovenly middle-aged man with a messy beard was walking towards them while pouring wine into his mouth from a wine gourd.

Behind him was a beautiful girl also wearing a red U17 training uniform.

Her long silver-white hair was tied high behind her head with a rubber band, leaving only a few strands in front of her forehead swaying slightly in the breeze.

The slender arms and calves were dazzlingly white under the sunlight.

The moment people see her, they will sigh at the partiality of the Creator who gave all the beauty in the world to this girl.

When Kurobe Yukio and Saitō Itaru saw this middle-aged man, they both shouted respectfully:

"Head coach!"

The people who came were none other than the people in charge of this training camp, U17 head coach Mifūne Nyudō San, and Mio, whom he had not seen for a long time.

Three Mifūne Nyudō Three still holds a racket in his other hand.

The tennis ball that knocked Tokugawa Kazuya away just now was played by him.

Kamishiro Ao curled his lips boredly.

"It's very difficult to pick up an ant without squeezing it to death.

"But at present, it seems that your so-called training camp that gathers all the tennis elites in Japan is not as strong as imagined."

"I can't even let me relax and play for a while."

三 Mifūne Nyudō San’s mouth twitched.

To let you go?

Not to mention the high school students from all over the world, even among the professional players, there are not many who can let you go.

If you really want to let loose in my training camp, then Japan won’t have to participate in the World Championships this year, and you will be the one to do it all.

"Okay, the game is over, go ahead and do what you have to do."

Kamishiro Aoi spread his hands.

The game was interrupted by Mifūne Nyudō San, and now he has no desire to continue.

"It's better to wait for Byodoin to come back. Others are not very resistant to being beaten."

With that said, Kamishiro Ao walked to Mio's side, took Mio's hand, and led her away.

Three Mifūne Nyudō took a sip of wine and quietly watched the two of them walking away.

It wasn't until Kamishiro Aoi and Mio's figures completely disappeared from sight that they looked back.

"Hey, is that loser named Tokugawa still alive?"

Oni Jujiro and Irie Kanata then remembered that Tokugawa Kazuya had just been knocked out, and they didn't know what the situation was now.

Irie Kanata quickly went to help Tokugawa Kazuya who was lying on the ground.

"Hey, Tokugawa, how are you, are you okay?"

But Tokugawa Kazuya was like a wooden man and said nothing.

His eyes stared blankly ahead.

Oni Jujiro patted Tokugawa Kazuya's face.

"Tokugawa, wake up quickly, the game is over."

No matter how much the two of them shouted, Tokugawa Kazuya didn't react at all.

Three Mifūne Nyudō San came over and kicked Oni Jujiro who was squatting on the ground.

"Trash, get out of the way, you can't wake him up if you do this.

Oni Jujiro had long been accustomed to the name of this useless person and stood aside obediently.

In this U17 training camp, no matter who is called in front of the head coach.

Three Mifūne Nyudō San took a sip, held it in his mouth, and then squirted hard at Tokugawa Kazuya.

The spicy and pungent liquor sprayed onto Tokugawa Kazuya's face, making him tremble.

His eyes regained clarity and he looked at the surrounding scene blankly.

Three Mifūne Nyudō three stuffed the wine gourd.

"What a waste. It was a waste of my sip of wine."

Oni Jujiro frowned.

"Head coach, what happened to Tokugawa just now? This has never happened before.

Three Mifūne Nyudō three waved his hand.

"It's nothing. Anyone who plays against Kamishiro for the first time will always be like this. You'll just get used to it in the future.

Irie Kanata keenly captured the message in the three words of Mifūne Nyudō.

"Head coach, do you know the apprentice brought out by Byōdōin Hōō just now?"

Three Mifūne Nyudō three looked at Irie Kanata strangely.

"We know each other, but who told you that he was the disciple brought out by Byōdōin Hōō?"

Byōdōin Hōō's apprentice?

Byōdōin Hōō hasn't been able to score a few goals with that kid in three years, right?

Irie Kanata scratched her head.

"Isn't it? He said that he and Byōdōin Hōō are both teachers and friends."

Kurobe Yukio and Saitō Itaru came over.

"U17 training camp, No. 0 in the first army, head coach, you really have a shocking trump card.

Although the game is not long.

But judging from the performance of Kamishiro Ao easily crushing Tokugawa Kazuya.

It is also one of the best in the First Army.

"NO.0?"

This was the first time they heard this number.

But after being surprised, Oni Jujiro's face became serious.

"Head coach, this number is (ceeh), isn't it too much? When Byodoin comes back, there may be another commotion because of this number."

"A world-class junior high school student will definitely play a huge role in this year's World Cup. If there is any conflict with Byōdōin Hōō over a mere number, it will be a bit of a loss."

You can tell what kind of person Byōdōin Hōō is from his playing style.

Overlord!

This kind of person will never stoop to being inferior to others.

Even if Kamishiro Ao was trained by Byōdōin Hōō, this would not be an exception.

Byōdōin Hōō has a strong obsession with being the strongest.

This can be seen from the fact that after he came down from the back mountain two years ago, he immediately eagerly challenged Oni Jujiro, the No. 1 player in the training camp at the time, to regain the No. 1 badge.

三 Mifūne Nyudō San rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, what was he talking about.

"What on earth are you talking about? I never said that the Kamidai boy was taught by Byōdōin Hōō."

"You don't have to worry about the numbering anymore, just concentrate on cultivating that trash.

"In this year's World Cup, the championship must be ours!"

Three Mifūne Nyudō's eyes flashed with a sharp look, and the aura on his body was exuded involuntarily.

Saitō Itaru: "Head coach, backstage at the training camp, Jindai Tower's information is still locked."

"This way we can't carry out targeted training based on his information. You see..."

Saitō Itaru smiled sarcastically.

As the mental coach of the U17 training camp, Saitō Itaru knows everyone in the training camp well.

Only in this way can he, as a spiritual coach, strengthen the students' spirit in a better way.

But at the same time, Li Lizhi himself has an extremely strong curiosity.

Now a person he knew nothing about suddenly appeared in the training camp, which made his heart scratch like a cat.

3. Mifūne Nyudō 3 took a deep look at Saitō Itaru, and only looked away when his scalp was numb.

He took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and threw it over.

"Kamidai's information will not be published, and the data in the system is blank. This disposable USB flash drive records the information I have collected about Jindai. It will be destroyed ten minutes after it is opened."

"You can just take a look at these information. External transmission is prohibited and photography is prohibited."

"You don't need to interfere with the training of the Kamidai boy. After the national competition is over and the group of junior high school students are recruited, you can just focus on them."

"In addition, the Kamidai boy does not engage in shuffling battles, so be careful when making arrangements."

Kurobe Yukio wrinkles

frowned.

The head coach's different treatment of Kamidai Aoi is too obvious.

The privileges given have completely put Jindai Aang above the army.

The personnel of an army are never fixed.

Only the ten strongest people in the training camp can become an army.

Not participating in the shuffle means that no one can shake the position of God's agent.

It directly confirmed Kamidai Aoi's qualification to compete in the Direct Cup.

Although Kamishiro Aoi does have this strength, this has violated the basic rules of this training camp.

And the girl who was wearing U17 training uniform and was taken away by Kamishiro Aoi's hand.

She's obviously Kamishiro Ao's girlfriend.

When will the u17 training camp allow girls to come in?

They are all teenagers in adolescence, so it is not easy for them to be patient enough to train.

If you let such a beautiful girl hang around in their eyes all day long, how can you make them calm down?

Saitō Itaru caught the USB flash drive thrown by Mifūne Nyudō San, as if he had found a treasure.

"I understand, head coach."

After three Mifūne Nyudō three left.

Saitō Itaru put his hand in his pocket.

"Ghost, Irie, take Tokugawa to the infirmary and check him out. Don't leave any hidden injuries."

Oni Jujiro and Irie Kanata nodded, and each of them took one of Tokugawa Kazuya's arms and helped him towards the infirmary.

Saitō Itaru pulled Kurobe Yukio excitedly.

"Let's go back, Kurobe, let's go back and take a look.

ten minutes later.

The two returned to the monitoring room.

Tsuge Ryūji, who had been staying in the monitoring room, was just about to say hello when Saitō Itaru walked past him.

The smile on Tsuge Ryūji's face was gone, and he was so embarrassed that he almost walked out of the three rooms and one living room.

Saitō Itaru pushed the chair in front of the computer away and inserted the USB flash drive.

I rubbed my hands nervously, waiting for the system to complete the detection of the USB flash drive.

Player information is very important.

Especially for the top players, as long as they know the detailed information of their opponents in advance.

It can increase your chances of winning by several levels during competition.

Foreign plug-ins will be comprehensively tested as soon as they enter the training camp backend system to prevent virus intrusion and player information leakage.

The waiting time is always long.

Saitō Itaru's eyes were fixed on the screen, watching the detection progress on the screen slowly increase.

fifty percent

seventy percent

Ninety percent

Ninety-five percent

Ninety-nine percent.

hundred percent.

Test completed.

Saitō Itaru quickly opened the USB flash drive.

The entire U disk is the size of a T and is divided into two folders.

One is a document signed by Kamidai Aang, and the other is a video file signed by Kamidai Aang.

Saitō Itaru and Kurobe Yukio looked at each other, and both could see the horror in each other's eyes.

There is a T-level information, and there is not so much information on the students in the entire U17 training camp within three years.

Saitō Itaru opened the first document with trembling hands.

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