The Holy Lord of Tennis, starting from seriously injuring Amadeus

"Can you tell me the current training progress of Aku Tsujin? Or...from your perspective, compare me and him! Who is stronger now?"

With a hint of tangle, Atobe Keigo called out to Echizen Ryuya and ran in front of him.

Echizen Ryuya was a little surprised, but his thoughts were much deeper than ordinary people.

Soon, he noticed the reason for Atobe Keigo's words and actions from his expression and words.

"Interesting... Is that guy Akutsu's competitor?"

"No wonder it can open the way of Asura!"

He chuckled and spoke, and Bei Xiao also looked at him: "I'm also a little curious as to what level of strength that guy has reached!"

Echizen Ryoma frowned slightly: "Before, you told Oni-senpai not to inquire about the strength of the opponent's players! Now you actually ask yourself!"

These words also made Bei Xiao stare at the other party coldly.

Ryoma Echizen's expression froze subconsciously, and he took a step back while holding on to his baseball cap.

"Hahaha! Little one! You are so timid!"

"Okay! Actually, it's not a secret. After all, I only went to the training camp once a while ago! Reinhardt didn't tell me the specific strength!"

"But..."

"Bei Xiao, he has already completed the guesswork in your mind!"

These words left Echizen Ryoma and the others a little confused.

guess! ?

What did Bei Xiao guess? !

Bei Xiao's eyes flickered slightly at this time, and he chuckled: "It's quite fast! It seems that this guy really won't be lazy!"

Atobe Keigo was a little anxious, and he spoke again: "Minister, what's going on with Akutsu?"

Bei Xiao patted him on the shoulder: "I won't tell you the details! I can only say that if you compete with him now, the outcome will be decided in one set! He wins!"

"With a best-of-three-set system, your probability of winning the game is 4%!"

After saying that, he didn't care what Keigo Atobe was thinking, and walked down the mountain with his tennis bag on his back.

Echizen Ryuya also raised his eyebrows and murmured softly: "The estimated result is exactly what I thought..."

"As expected of... minister!"

"As expected! There are always interesting things to do when you stay with this guy..."

As he said that, he also pulled Echizen Ryoma, who heard the comparison between Akutsujin's strength and Atobe Keigo's strength beside him, and followed Bei Xiao's footsteps.

"Oh! Little one! Why do I feel that you are a little scared after knowing the strength of that boy Aku Tsujin?"

"Damn it!! No way!!"

"Really? You lost to him in some national competition before, right?!"

"No!!"

"Hahaha!! It must be so!! Little one, you are just as unwilling to admit defeat as you were when you were a kid!!"

...

The sound of conversation between Echizen Ryuga and Echizen Ryoma came from the mountain road.

And the other side.

Inside the Neon U-17 training camp.

In the vacant tactical conference room, Mifune held a phone in his hand.

After thinking for a moment, he sighed deeply and dialed a phone number.

"Dududu-"

"Hey! Echizen family! Who are you?"

Hearing the man's voice on the other end of the phone, Mifune said in a deep voice: "It's me!"

"Hey! Mifune! I heard that the U-17 World Cup is about to start! You still have time to call me?"

"What? Are you so confident this year? Don't you even worry about training?"

"Even someone like me, who doesn't care much about U-17, knows that this year's U-17 competition is not easy! Just one German U-17 is enough to give you a headache, right?"

Echizen Nanjiro on the other end of the phone was joking, obviously in a good mood.

The veins on Mifune's forehead popped out slightly.

But when he thought about what he wanted to say to Echizen Nanjiro, he still took a long breath and suppressed the anger that was aroused in his heart.

"call--"

"I called you just to tell you something..."

"Your little son was taken away!"

"Ah?! He was taken away?! Old man Mifune! What are you talking about? He is playing in your Neon U-17 training camp, who can take him away?" Nanjiro Echizen was obviously stunned, and then said in shock.

He was not afraid of something happening to his son, he was just curious about what happened.

If someone had an accident, how could the other party call him in this tone now?

Mifune entered the road and immediately stopped hiding it.

He told Echizen Ryoma that he had joined the expeditionary force overseas and came to the Neon U-17 training camp, and also told Bei Xiao that he helped the other party take away Echizen Ryoma.

Almost at the moment when his voice fell.

He could feel through the phone that Echizen Nanjiro's face must not look good.

really! !

Not as he expected.

The serious voice of Echizen Nanjiro came from the other end of the phone: "Are you kidding!! You know the situation of that boy Ryuya very well!!"

"Ryoma's tennis skills can't stand up to his brother's strength!"

"Even if I'm not wrong! He didn't open the seamless door at all!"

"Before I officially embark on the path of becoming a tennis player..."

"Once you suffer from that force, I'm afraid there will be no room for recovery!"

"You should also know the reason why I handed this person over to you! Although I want to use the hands of Neon U-17 to train Ryoma! But, it's not because of your faith for so many years, try if you can Let this brat help you!"

"Now...you actually! Humph!"

Echizen Nanjiro's anger almost reached its extreme at this moment.

Irido Mifune was holding the phone and his expression was a little ugly.

He was not angry at Echizen Nanjiro's words, he had already anticipated this when he made this phone call.

"Echizen Nanjiro! I let your two sons leave without telling you in advance. It is indeed my fault!"

"But...don't forget! Echizen Ryuya has never been hostile to the youngest son you value!"

"On the contrary, he who was kicked out of the house by you at the age of 11 is the one who has lost his due justice!"

"You can rest assured, he told me that he can already control that power! So, nothing will happen to Ryoma!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Inside a temple in Tokyo, Kanto.

Echizen Nanjiro put down the phone in his hand and sighed deeply.

The "magazine" that he had been reading with great interest was now thrown aside by him.

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0198 U-17 World Cup is about to start!Teams get ready!

A month later.

Inside the U.S. U-17 training camp.

In a training ground.

"Bam—"

"Bam—"

Two figures holding racquets were in a training court, constantly running back and forth in their own half of the court.

The sound of hitting the ball came and went at the same time.

off the field.

Reinhardt and Echizen Ryuya also stood and watched with different expressions.

"As expected of your brother...Long-Ya!"

"As a descendant of a legendary samurai, even though when he first came to the training camp, Ryoma's personal strength was far from being a qualified member of the U.S. U-17 team!"

"But now, he is indeed qualified enough!"

Reinhard spoke softly.

His eyes were fixed on Echizen Ryoma, who was wearing a baseball cap in the stadium, and there was obviously some relief in his tone.

After listening to his words, Echizen Ryuya smiled nonchalantly: "Reinhardt, you don't need to go out of your way to praise me in front of me!"

"He has used more training resources this month than any other player in the training camp, right? You and Dudu have taken turns being his sparring partners..."

"If the improvement is too slow under this situation, then I will be embarrassed to take him to the U.S. U-17, right?"

While speaking, Echizen Ryuya also set his sights on the other half of the training ground.

"But this guy..."

"Bei Xiao was actually willing to let you have such a genius. To be honest! I even thought he had reached some kind of agreement with you secretly! He became an undercover agent for the U-17 in Germany!"

Reinhard smiled dumbly.

"Long Ya! Your joke is really... people don't know how to answer it!"

"But it's true! Akutsu's strength and talent are indeed unique, and even extremely rare among all tennis players in this era!"

"I can only say that Bei Xiao was able to discover such a genius! He has made great contributions to the world of tennis!"

Reinhardt's evaluation of Akutsujin, who was sparring with Echizen Ryoma on the court, was undoubtedly higher.

While the two were talking.

"Bang!!"

On the court, Akutsujin made a backhand swing in front of the net. After inducing Echizen Ryoma to move his feet, he lowered his arm and hit a short ball.

The tennis ball hit the ground and stopped rolling, and Echizen Ryoma stared in Akutsujin's direction unhappily.

"It's this kind of ball again... again!!"

But Akatsuki curled his lips.

"Qi... brat! Today's sparring session between me and you is over!"

"The reaction is still as slow as a tortoise! ​​I really don't know how Chico and the others endured sparring with stupid guys like you for so long!"

His words made Echizen Ryoma tighten his grip on the racket in his hand.

But before he could say anything to refute, the voice of Reinhardt from outside the stadium rang in their ears: "Akutsu! Ryoma! Your training is over today!"

"We can leave for Melbourne tomorrow!"

"Have a good rest today!"

hear him.

Aku Tsujin and Echizen Ryoma both looked serious.

of course.