The black bishop of the net king

"Hello!"

When Tachibana Jiping and others were talking, a broadcast sound directly interrupted the chatting of Tachibana Jiping and others.

"Everyone!"

"I am Yukio Kurobe, the tactical head coach of U-17. In the absence of the head coach of Mifune, I will be in charge of all affairs of the U-17 training camp temporarily." Yukio Kurobe walked slowly from the U-17 office building out.

"Everyone!"

"As you can see."

"This year, our U-17 training camp has recruited a total of 240 six high school students. In addition, we have specially recruited 64 junior high school students!"

"starting today."

"Whether you are a high school student or a junior high school student, please work together to improve the strength of our U-17!" Yukio Kurobe said slowly.

"but."

"Head Coach Mifune asked me to tell everyone." Following Yukio Kurobe's words, a helicopter flew over from the court and dropped a lot of tennis balls.

"More than 300 players are too many."

"There are a total of 250 tennis balls in the court, and the players who didn't get the tennis balls immediately packed up and left the U-17 training camp, that's it."

"Then I wish you all good luck in martial arts!"

"what?"

"Are you kidding? We've only come to this training camp now, so let's pack up and leave now?" Many high school students shouted dissatisfiedly when they heard Kurobe Yukio's words.

but.

Smart people have already started to compete for the tennis ball on the court.

"A tennis match?"

"It's really interesting. If this is the case, then let's compare!" Keigo Atobe challenged Yukimura Seiichi and others.

"no problem."

"Then it's started!" After Keigo Atobe laughed, his figure was like lightning, and he rushed towards the court immediately.

After Keigo Atobe took the lead.

Tachibana Yoshihei, Yukimura Seiichi and others also sprinted towards the court.

"Great!"

"Let's start the game!" Toyama Kintaro roared excitedly. "Everyone, let's compete to see who can grab more tennis balls!"

"Fun game!"

"Then just add me in this match!" After hearing Kintaro Toyama's words, Akira Kamio chuckled, and immediately used Ikkokuze.

"One eye of blue wind?"

"Since I am like this, I can't relax!" Genichiro Sanada's feet instantly appeared a flash of thunder, like a thunderbolt.

After Kamio Akira and Sanada Genichiro took the lead.

Yukimura Seiichi's Mie Five Senses, Atobe Keigo's Ice World, and Nioh Masaharu's Furin Volcano after the phantom were all used.

soon.

The tennis balls on the court were robbed.

The junior high school students all got at least one tennis ball, and at most they got dozens of them. For example, Kintaro Toyama and Akira Kamio grabbed a bunch of them one by one.

After the tennis balls were all taken away.

Kurobe Yukio's voice continued to resound throughout the stadium through the radio, and told all the U-17 rules to the players present.

Simultaneously.

Kurobe Yukio asked those who did not get the tennis ball to leave the training camp immediately.

……

"What a joke!"

"You brats, how could you take so many balls by yourself!" After learning that he had just entered the camp and was eliminated, the high school students who didn't grab the tennis ball immediately turned to Ju Jiping and others.

Thanks to Kintaro Toyama proposed the contest.

There were not only fifty players who were eliminated, but more than half of them.

"Is it?"

"The coach didn't stipulate that each of us can only hold one ball, right?" Keigo Atobe raised his hair with one hand, and looked contemptuously at Takao Yamauchi who made a sound.

"You guys!"

"Since I didn't grab the ball, then I will be left here by my uncle. I don't have time to waste you guys?" Keigo Atobe said arrogantly.

In the eyes of Keigo Atobe.

They can't even grab a mere tennis ball, and these guys stay here in the name of being eliminated.

Instead of lingering here.

Then it's better to leave here early to save time wasting.

"Stinky brat!"

"What are you talking about? You are just playing tennis with luck, and this kind of picking up the ball doesn't show the strength of our tennis at all." Takao Yamauchi yelled at Keigo Atobe and others.

"You brats, do you dare to compete with us? Let's use the game to decide the outcome. Only those who win the game are eligible to stay here."

"A game?"

"It's really interesting!" Keigo Atobe said arrogantly. "If that's the case, then I'll have a good game with you!"

"but."

"When the time comes, don't cry!"

"Hey, hey, cold minister, how can you play such an interesting thing? I want to play too!" Toyama Kintaro roared.

"Add me!" Echizen Ryoma also stood up.

"cut."

"Smelly brats, for as long as you are going to argue, it doesn't matter which one plays, anyway, you will not be my opponent!" Takao Yamauchi said disdainfully.

"A mere junior high school student!"

"You guys should go back and practice hard for a few years! High school tennis is not like the house-playing games you brats play..."

"Play house!"

After hearing Takao Yamauchi's words, Genichiro Sanada, Yoshihiro Tachibana and the others all turned cold, staring at Takao Yamauchi with cold eyes.

"Hey!"

"Big man with yellow hair, let's start!"

"I can't wait to tear you apart!" But before Genichiro Sanada and others left, Akutsuhito had already stepped onto the court.

"Little devil."

"Since you are so impatient to seek death, then I will help you!" Takao Yamauchi continued to speak wildly to Akutsujin.

"hateful!"

"Since it was preempted by this guy, Yakutsu!" Takeshi Momoshiro and others said unwillingly.

Takao Yamauchi's words have said this.

Each of Tachibana Yoshihei and the others was filled with anger, wanting to give some color to the high school students like Takao Yamauchi...

……

"Kurobe!"

"Are these brats preparing for a competition? Don't you plan to organize them?" Saitozhi asked Yukio Kurobe, looking at the projection on the screen.

"It doesn't matter."

"We just took this opportunity to have a good look at the strength of these junior high school students. After all, where the statistics on the data are more convincing." Kurobe Yukio replied lightly.

Competition for middle school and high school students.

Kurobe Yukio didn't take it to heart at all, or it was originally in Kurobe Yukio's plan.

"That's what you said?"

"Then shall we take a good look at the performance of the junior high school students?" Saitozhi smiled slightly.

……

soon.

The competition between high school students and junior high school students came to an end.

Facing Tachibana Jiping and the others.

These high school students are not opponents at all, no one can win at all, even if they are against Guan Yue.

"not bad!"

"Sanada from Rikai University, Atobe from Hyotei, Chitose from Shitenpoji...these junior high school students are all outstanding!" Saitochi sighed.

"Humph!"

"If it's only about the degree, how many of them are still far behind?" Tuozhi Ryuji, who was in charge of daily training, slowly stood up from the ground, and said coldly.