The Holy Lord Of Tennis, Starting From Seriously Injuring Amadeus!

0029 Ask about Japanu-17! A team that can’t get on the stage!

The week passed quietly.

But for the students of Hyotei Gakuen, the change of the head of the Hyotei Tennis Club has always been a hot topic.

Nothing else.

Just because the Hyotei Tennis Club consists of more than 200 Hyotei students, more than 20 people have automatically chosen to withdraw from the club in just one week.

The intensity of the training, which could be called cruel, gave them no courage to stay in the Second Army.

And, they know it too.

With their own strength, it is impossible for them to win a spot in the main selection based on their training performance rankings after one month.

There is even a high possibility of being kicked out of the club due to substandard training performance.

And now that they are leaving on their own, at least they can use other excuses to explain their decision in the future!

As for Bei Xiao.

This name that was unfamiliar to all the students of Hyotei Gakuen a week ago has become the most popular person now! !

The last person who received such attention was currently being "ravaged" by Bei Xiao in the training court.

"Bang——"

"Don't hit me in the face!!! Damn it!!"

"Bang——"

"Bei Xiao!!! Don't go too far!!"

Bei Xiao looked at Atobe Keigo, whose face was bruised across the court, and jumped up in the midfield position.

"Call me...minister!"

"Bang!!!"

A powerful smash hit.

Before Atobe Keigo could react, the ball had already hit the racquet in his hand hard.

"Crack-"

Without any surprise, Atobe Keigo's racquet slipped out of the court.

There's even a clearly visible depression at the handle.

It proved how terrifying the power of Bei Xiao's smash just now was.

Atobe Keigo covered his palms and frowned slightly, which affected the bruises on his face. The pain made him speechless for a while.

When Oshitari Yuushi, who was lying tiredly beside the court, saw this scene, he ignored the stinging sensation from the scratches on his arms and calves and snickered.

When Atobe Keigo saw this, he immediately glared at the other party.

"Damn it!! Oshitari!! Why are you laughing!!"

"You're not much better than me just now, are you?!"

At this time, Bei Xiao's voice sounded again.

"A week of training has improved your body balance and your reflexes. However, unlike the improvement of basic physical functions, it still takes time to achieve a qualitative improvement!"

"The move you played before, the Waltz to Destruction, was a good idea! But with your strength and ball control, you can barely cope with some ordinary national-level players!"

"When you encounter opponents with outstanding muscle reflexes, you also need to strengthen your ball speed, strength and ball control! From today on, this racquet will be your goal!"

"Find Racquet as your target to complete the smash! Requirement! Any position on the court, the smash power of the three balls superimposed can reach the power of the ball I just made!"

Atobe Keigo nodded silently when he heard that the task assigned by Bei Xiao was different from the complaint he had made a week ago while carrying the basket.

At first, he was resistant to Bei Xiao's training.

But the facts prove it.

Compared with himself a week ago, he has indeed improved a lot now.

The body is lighter, catching the same ball speed serve, and his dynamic vision seems to be more sensitive.

Not to mention improvements in strength, speed and conditioning.

So, he knows it very well!

Training with Bei Xiao and following the opponent's training plan will only benefit you! !

"in addition......"

"Did you find out what you were asked to inquire about?"

Hearing Bei Xiao's words again, Atobe Keigo's eyes flickered, revealing a trace of curiosity unconsciously.

"Japan U-17 training camp... I have found some!"

"I heard that they are mainly Japanese high school students, specially trained to participate in a global tennis competition called the U-17 World Cup!"

"I just didn't expect that Japan actually has such a tennis organization!"

"I don't know... what the quality of the high school students inside is like!"

Oshitari Yuushi also dragged his tired body over at this time, with a look of surprise on his face: "World Cup? It stands to reason that this kind of competition cannot not have any popularity!"

Bei Xiao said calmly: "That's because the results of the Japan U-17 representative team are not good every time. A team that cannot compete in world competitions and is looked down upon by the world... You feel the need to make it known to everyone. What?"

"As for the strength of high school students like Japan U-17, I can only say that with your current strength, you two can only rank in the bottom 40%!"

Atobe Keigo and the two men suddenly opened their mouths in astonishment.

The last 40%? !

Didn’t it mean that the Japan U-17 representative team cannot be on the stage? !

So who are they? !

"Send me the address on your mobile phone. I won't come to school tomorrow! If the coach asks, tell him for me!"

"Also! Although I know you won't be stupid enough to be lazy and not train, but if I come back and see that you are still at the same level as you are today..."

Bei Xiao said, using the racquet in his hand to pick up a tennis ball beside the court.

"boom--"

A ray of golden light bloomed from the racquet and slammed into the wire guardrail of the training court.

"boom--"

All of a sudden.

The tennis ball tore through the extremely hard barbed wire and flew out.

Atobe and Keigo stared blankly at the dented and torn holes in front of them, speechless for a long time.

Bei Xiao had already put the racquet back into the tennis bag and left the court.

All that was left was a faint whisper of "You bear the consequences."

And this sentence also made the two of them look at each other after coming back to their senses, then picked up the racquet again and devoted themselves to training.

Even the frightened look in his eyes was the same.

The two of them have only one idea in mind now.

Before Beichuan comes back, they will never miss a single minute of training time even if they are exhausted.

Tired to death...it's much better than getting hit by this ball! !

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