The Strongest Master of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 1

Japan, in the mountains behind the U-17 training camp, in front of a small wooden house, stood a sloppy man wearing black linen, carrying a gourd in his hand, and exuding alcohol. This man is the head coach of U-17, Mifune Enter the way.

Mifune entered the road and took a sip of wine, but stared at the high school students training in the central open space in front of the house.

Bang!

High school students wearing black short sleeves are training tennis on uneven ground.

Each of the high school students in training is already very tired and sweating like rain.

Sweat dripped down their cheeks, dampening the open space under them.

Even so, high school students dare not stop training, because they know that if they stop training without the order of the head coach, they will get harsher punishments and may be expelled from U-17.

“You rubbish, what are you still doing? Don’t finish the training soon. If anyone doesn’t finish today’s training, let me sleep here at night.”

Mifune entered the road with a thunderous shout, and the high school students turned their heads and saw their Mifune head coach staring fiercely at them, with fear in their hearts.

“Yes Yes!”

The high school student nodded quickly and immediately speeded up his speed training.

“Oh”, Mifune entered the road and looked at the high school students in front of him, with a sigh in his heart, even though these high school students were training in hellish every day.

But because their talents are not high and their own strength is not strong, even hellish training does not improve them much.

Now the overall strength of Japan U-17 is getting worse and worse. There are almost no high school students with superior talents, and all of them are high school students with low talents.

Talent determines the height, so no matter how hard these high school students train, their strength is still not very strong.

The occurrence of this situation has also led to JapanU-17 ranking lower and lower in the world U-17. In recent years, it is almost at the bottom. If there are no more talented and powerful players, then continue like this. -17 is really going to be the bottom.

Thinking of this, Mifune felt irritable when she entered the Dao, and took another sip of alcohol to reduce her inner irritability.

Making Japan tennis rise is the wish of the older generations of Mifune. For example, Seigaku’s Ryūzaki coach, Yamabuki’s coach companion, and the mother-in-law who teaches Kintarou Tooyama tennis. They are all contributing to the rise of Japan tennis in different ways. Own power.

But judging from the current situation of JapanU-17, let alone the rise, as long as it can maintain the current ranking, it is already very good, so it is not unreasonable for Mifune to be irritable when entering the road.

“Huh! Huh! Huh!”

The tired voices of the high school students brought back Mifune’s thoughts of entering the Tao.

The training of the high school students was almost over. The irritable Mifune entered the road, and no longer wanted to continue training these high school students, so they asked them to end the training early.

“Well, rubbish, this is the end of today’s training, let me go back and rest.”

After Mifune entered the Dao and said, he left directly.

The high school students who had finished training, all lay on the ground because they were too exhausted, without the strength to stand.

After all, hellish training not only destroys the body, but also the inner and mental fatigue.

tread!

After the rest, all the high school students walked away slowly with a difficult and exhausting pace.

The back mountain of U-17 has also returned to its former calm.

Mifune, who had left, entered the road and did not stay in the back mountain, but walked out of the U-17 gate and appeared in the woods outside U-17.

Mifune entered the road and walked slowly on the forest trail outside U-17, taking a sip of wine from time to time to relieve his irritability.

As I walked, suddenly there was a loud cry of the baby from a distance.

Mifune entered the path and followed the baby’s crying.

Soon, a basket with a baby appeared in front of Mifune’s entrance.