The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 85
In the afternoon of that day, when the sun was in the west, on a road with few people.

drop!
drop!
The sound of car horns resounded on the empty road, and a car drove quickly from a distance.

"I said, where are you going? Why haven't you arrived yet?"

The driver of the car, seeing that he had not arrived at the destination after running for a long time, couldn't help asking Fuji behind him.

"Uh, I'm sorry, it seems that we have to drive a little further."

Looking at the driver, Bu Er said with an awkward yet polite smile.

There is no way, there is only a map in the letter, and it is so remote, the driver will have such a speculative look, and Buer is very helpless.

"Let me tell you, I'm a black belt in karate, don't think too carefully."

"Master, let's look at the road ahead, this place is not easy to drive!"

Hearing the driver's panicked words, black lines appeared on Fuji's head.

This driver also thinks too much, not to mention anything else, he looks like this, like a bad guy?

Besides, master, with your big belly and short and fat figure, you don't look like a black belt in karate, right? !

But I can't blame others, it's almost dusk, and it feels wrong to hitchhike alone to such a barren mountain and wild ridge.

If it weren't for the fact that Fuji was a teenager, the driver wouldn't have earned the money no matter what.

After being speechless for a while, he finally arrived at the foot of the destination.

Originally, I wanted the driver to take me up the mountain, but the driver refused to say anything.

No way, just get off the car and hike up the mountain.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking at the taxi driver fleeing quickly, the corners of Buer's mouth twitched, this person? !
Ugh!
Indescribable!

Looking at the road leading to the mountain in front of him, with no end in sight, Bu Er sighed again, carrying his tennis bag on his back, and slowly sank into the forest.

Time passed slowly, and the fiery red sunset reflected the mountain forest, dyeing the whole mountain red.

There are bursts of crisp birdsong, the breeze blows, the quiet green leaves dance, and the natural scenery is too beautiful.

"Crack!"

The still picture was suddenly interrupted by the sound of branches snapping.

Following the sound, a boy carrying a tennis bag walked out from the forest.

"call!"

Fuji sighed, this damn place is really hard to find.

Even with the map in hand, he still spent so much time that it was almost dark.

Fortunately, he was about to arrive soon, put away the map, wiped off the slight sweat stains on his body, and looked at the road in front of him and embarked on the journey again.

Not long after, a spacious metal gate appeared in front of Fuji's eyes.

This training base, which gathers elite high school students from all over the country, finally appeared in front of Fuji.

Standing in front of the door, looking at the two surveillance cameras on the door, Buer smiled slightly at the camera, which was regarded as a greeting.

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"Oh? Has he arrived already?"

"Come and open the door!"

In the monitoring room, looking at Bu Er standing outside the gate, the three coaches spoke.

Buer, who stood at the door, waited silently for a while, and soon heard a sound.

"Squeak!"

The door slowly opened to both sides, and Buer walked in with a tennis bag on his back, and what he saw was a modern, clean and tidy road.

Lush green plants are planted in an orderly manner on both sides of the road, and the space is extraordinarily wide.

Looking up, you can clearly see the modern buildings in the distance, which are out of tune with the mountains.

Walking slowly along the road, you can see tennis courts everywhere, distributed on both sides in an orderly manner. On the court, many players are training.

boom!
boom!
The sound of hitting the ball is endless.

Looking all the way over, he couldn't help but nodded.

In the original book, it is not unreasonable for high school students to look down on junior high school students.

Although the second and third grade high school students here are called trash fish by the coaches, their age is there after all.

After playing tennis for several years, his level is much higher than that of ordinary junior high school students.

It's a pity that the junior high school students who entered the U17 at that time were all super junior high school students who were far beyond the ordinary level, so they were pushed all the way to occupy the court by the junior high school students.

"Ta Tata..."

Looking at the contestants who were dressed in white and red and black uniforms running in a row on the road, he couldn't help but looked around, but he didn't see any familiar figures.

"who is this?"

"I don't know you, newcomer?"

"No way, didn't we gather all the high school students long ago? How could there be new ones?"

"Why not, you forgot? That scary guy not long ago!"

"Uh... there can't be so many perverted guys! No matter how you look at it, this brat can't possibly be compared with that person!"

"Okay, shut up, run quickly, and the ones behind will catch up..."

A man who appeared to be the leader stopped the conversation in the line and urged those behind him.

Buer just stood there and watched them run by. Basically, all high school students passing by would look at him in surprise, because he looked so young.

Not long after he left, another group of high school students ran past him.

Bu Er was a little speechless, no one greeted him when he came, who should he go to, there was no one he knew, why didn't the coach come out.

There was a burst of speculation in my heart, and I continued to walk forward, looking at the surrounding situation.

It has to be said that the reserve base of the national team has really invested a lot. Each tennis court has a dedicated high-definition camera for real-time monitoring, and each place has a dedicated coaching staff member responsible for recording.

As far as the training equipment is concerned, many of them are high-end products that are not popular in Europe and the United States. They are all the most advanced equipment, which are expensive and all need to be imported.

"How about it, isn't it a great place!"

Bu Er turned his head and saw a man over 1.8 meters standing behind him with a smile.

Long slightly curly black hair reaching shoulders, wearing a white suit that has never changed for thousands of years, while being elegant and elegant, there is also a sharp gleam in his eyes.

"It is indeed a very good place, it is an honor to meet you, Coach Kurobe!"

Fuji said with a smile.

"Oh? You know me?"

Kurobe Yukio couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard Fuji say his name in one go.

It stands to reason that it should be because he doesn't know him. After all, he basically stays in this base and doesn't show his face outside.

"Of course, don't you know me too!"

Buer didn't explain anything, and there was still a smile on his face.

"..."
Without continuing to ask this question, Kurobe nodded and said, "Come with me!"

Then he took Buer and walked towards the distant building, introducing the surrounding environment and rules to Buer as he walked.

(End of this chapter)