The black bishop of the net king

Chapter 42 The special training is over, the reborn Yota Terui
Keiji Makihara's training.

On the first day, Terui Yota felt like he was wandering in hell, and even Terui Yota didn't know how he completed such training.

the next day.

Terui Yota's training program is still the same as the first day, but Terui Yota has not recovered from the fatigue of the first day.

Although it is the same training program, the difficulty of completing it is much more difficult than the first day.

Day three...day four.

In the blink of an eye, half of the training time specially designated by Keiji Makihara for Yota Terui had passed.

Terui Yota didn't know how he persisted in this kind of hell-like training, and persisted.

……

Fudo Peak Tennis Club.

"Very good! Ishida, compared to before, you have made great progress in terms of strength and physical strength." Toshimichi Iwama praised Ishida Tetsu.

Since the end of the regional qualifiers, Toshimichi Iwama has re-formulated the training plan for Ibu Fukaji and others, squeezing the potential of Ibu Fukaji and others as much as possible.

In addition to the will, special intensive training is also carried out for each individual's weakness.

During this period of training, the biggest surprise to Iwama Shundao was not Ibu Shinji and Kamio Akira, but Ishida Tetsu, who came from behind.

Hearing Toshimichi Iwama's praise, Ishida Tetsu touched the back of his head a little embarrassedly.

"Coach Iwama, what about me?" Akira Kamio eagerly asked Toshidou Iwama.

"Because you still have the strength to speak, add another [-] sets of weighted frog jumps!" Toshimichi Iwama said to Akira Kamio with a cold face.

"Yes, Coach Iwama!" The expression on Akira Kamio's face suddenly became bitter.

And Tachibana on the side saw Kamio Akira's deflated expression, and quietly covered his mouth with the recording board in his hand.

……

evening.

"It's finally over!" Akira Kamio sat directly on the floor, rubbing his knees. "I feel like I'm going to die!"

"After the regional qualifiers, Coach Iwama's training has become more and more abnormal."

"That's because we will encounter more powerful opponents in the next Tokyo Metropolitan Convention." Fukasa Ibu suddenly answered.

"From the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition to the Kanto Competition, and then to the final National Competition, we can't make it to the end just relying on our strength!"

"National competition!" A bright light flashed in Akira Kamio's eyes.

For players like Akira Kamio, the national competition is the stage they most want to be on.

"By the way, Senior Terui has been training with Coach Muhara for a week, why hasn't he come back yet?" Akira Kamio asked again.

"I don't know how Teru-senpai is doing now!"

"Compare Terui-senpai, Kamio should care about yourself first." After massaging his legs, Ibu Fukaji stood up.

"Coach Iwama said that there will be more training tomorrow than today!"

"Ah!" Kamio Akira's face instantly revealed an expression of death.

However, it's just a complaint.

During this period of training, Akira Kamio clearly felt the speed of his progress.

If Toshimichi Iwama reduced the training intensity, then Akira Kamio and the others might feel uncomfortable instead.

……

The next day.

"I am back!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Ibu Shinji and the others' eyes all fell on the figure who pushed open the gate of the tennis club.

"Senior Terui!" Kamio Akira and the others shouted joyfully.

"Is the training over? What are you all doing here!" Toshimichi Iwama clasped his hands and looked at Akira Kamio and the others expressionlessly.

As Toshimichi Iwama's voice fell, Akira Kamio and the others hurriedly continued training.

"Welcome back!" Toshimichi Iwama walked slowly in front of Yota Terui.

Toshimichi Iwama could feel a completely different energy from Yota Terui from before. It was extremely sharp and gave people a strong sense of oppression, just like Keiji Makihara went to Shitenbao Temple The same as Tachibana Yoshihira later.

"Terui, it seems that you have completed Muyuan's training!" Toshimichi Iwama said with a sigh.

"Huh! I thought I couldn't finish it, but fortunately I persisted!" Terui Yota showed a resolute smile on his face. "Although I don't know how I persisted."

"By the way, where's that guy Muyuan?"

"Coach Muyuan, he said he was a little tired and asked for leave today. Let me tell Coach Iwama!"

"This bastard!" After hearing these words, Iwama Jundao's face darkened instantly.

Toshimichi Iwama didn't know how Keiji Makihara had the face to say this. During this period of time, Keiji Makino did all the affairs of the tennis club and even Keiji's home economics class by himself.

"Is there any problem with training now?" Toshimichi Iwama asked Terui Yota.

"Of course! Coach Iwama, I feel good now!" Terui Yota said impatiently after this week's training.

Yota Terui felt that his condition was more perfect than before training.

"Then go change your clothes, and then practice fifty sets of fast shots to warm up!" Toshimichi Iwama continued.

"Yes, Coach Iwama!"

……

Looking at Yota Terui who was training on the field, Toshimichi Iwama couldn't help showing a pensive look in his eyes.

The effect of Keiji Makihara's special training on Yota Terui far exceeded Toshimichi Iwama's imagination.

In Fudo Peak, the training volume of each player is different, among which Tachibana Yoshihei has the most training volume, followed by Terui Yota, Ibu Fukaji, and Kamio Akira.

But now, Terui Yota's training volume is almost catching up with Tachibana Yoshihei.

This also gave Iwama Toshimichi an idea in his mind, maybe he still underestimated the potential of these Terui Yota and the others.

Ibu Fukaji and others may be able to withstand a greater amount of training.

However, Toshimichi Iwama will not be like Keiji Makihara, who will directly stretch the amount of training to the limit in one go.

Iwama is going to slowly increase their training volume, little by little, to the limit that Ibu Shinji and the others can bear.

……

"Senior Terui, what did you eat during this time!" Kamio Akira held his knees, looked at the two figures still jumping in the field, and murmured.

"Is Coach Muyuan's special training so useful? It seems that I also asked Coach Muyuan to give me special training!"

"Kamio, let's wait until you finish coaching Iwama's training!" Ibu Fukasa's condition was not much better than Kamio Akira's, and his long blue-black hair was tightly stuck to his forehead with sweat.

(End of this chapter)