Net King: Li Haida

Chapter 157

"Then invite some of the players into the training camp first. "

"The camp was in the Tokyo area, so we invited some players from the nearby area. "

"Lihai's Tianzoji Soxiu, Tanejima Shuji, the Ice Emperor's Yuezhi Moonlight, and the Mountain's Blowing into the River are more. "

"Let's invite these four to the U-17 training camp first. "

Mifune Irimichi thought for a while and said.

He had just finished reading the information of the junior high school players and knew that these four were the top four players in the Kanto region.

As long as these four people are invited into the training camp, you can know the general level of the country.

"Then I'll write the invitation now. "

Yukio Kurobe nodded.

"No need to write, let's go there in person, just to see how the situation is in the country!"

Mifune entered the road and poured a sip of wine.

Although the information obtained is very detailed.

But no amount of detailed information is true to what you can see.

So he planned to meet Zong Xiu and the others with his own eyes to see if the strength of Zong Xiu and the others was the same as recorded in the data.

"Going in person?"

Yukio Kurobe's eyes flashed with surprise.

I didn't expect Mifune to care so much about this year's junior high school students.

"That's right!"

"Coach Kurobe come with me. "

Mifune nodded.

No one knows how he's feeling right now.

Because he's been waiting too long for this kind of time to come.

Ten years ago, Japanese tennis ushered in the first golden age of tennis.

At that time, there were many talents, and there was an invincible Echizen Minamijiro who swept the world.

But the brilliant era is short-lived after all.

After Minamijiro's retirement, the strength of Japanese tennis fell again.

So he is very eager for the golden age to come again, and even more desperate for Japanese tennis to really rise.

"Then let's leave tomorrow. "

Yukio Kurobe thought for a moment and replied.

"Hmm!"

Mifune nodded, a rare touch of expectation on his fierce face.

The surrounding coaches and staff looked at each other.

I don't know why Mifune Irido is so excited.

.........

The next day.

Lihai University Tennis Club.

There were bursts of cheers, and the players were training hard.

"Speed up, the last person to complete the training must do two hundred more swing training!"

Zong Xiu shouted.

"Yes!"

The team shivered, then responded with a bang.

Now they use the training program Zong Xiu just formulated.

It takes five hours of training a day, and the amount of training is the same as in other schools.

If you add 200 more swing racket training, it will be exhausting.

As soon as I thought of this, all the team members were motivated, and the speed of training accelerated in vain.

"Instructor of the Dao, shall we go in like this?"

An abrupt voice rang out.

The camera turns its head.

I saw that outside the Lihai Tennis Department, three figures appeared, and it was Mifune Irimichi of the training camp, Yukio Kurobe, and a member of the army.

"Humph!"

"Of course not!"

Mifune Irimichi sneered.

Although I have seen the information of Zong Xiu and several people, I don't know the specific strength of several people.

Since you are going to be invited, you naturally have to test and tempt.

"Then we ........."

Yukio Kurobe had a bad premonition when he heard this heartbeat.

"Huashan Temple, attack that kid!"

Mifune Irimichi sneered, and then pointed at Zong Xiu, who was training his teammates.

He didn't want to follow the rules.

first entered the tennis club, then identified himself, and finally proposed a match to test Jong-so's strength.

These procedures are a waste of time for him.

Instead of wasting time, it is better to go straight to the attack.

If Zong Xiu can't react or even get injured, then it can only be said that Zong Xiu is famous.

The U-17 doesn't need this kind of waste.

"Instructor of the Dao, are you sure you want this?"

The training camp member called Huashan Academy sneered: "You should know that once I make a move, I will not show mercy to my subordinates, and it will not be good to hurt the children on the field when the time comes." "

His full name is Hanayama-in Degawa.

He is a senior in high school and the NO.5 in the training camp.

Early this morning, he was called by Mifune Irimichi, saying that he was going to take him with him to invite junior high school students to join the training camp.

After getting the news, he thought he had heard it wrong.

He was the No.5 of U-17, but he was reduced to the point of inviting middle school students, which made him very dissatisfied.

But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, this is the order of the head coach Mifune to enter the road.

So I can only come with unhappiness.

But because of this, he felt a sense of disgust for the existence of the country.

I don't think that a few junior high school students need Mifune to enter the road and come forward with a master like himself.

Now that he heard the words of Mifune's attack on Zongxiu, he naturally would not show mercy to his subordinates.

"If you want to do it, do it quickly, what a word!"

"If the other party is a waste, then there is no need to join the training camp!"

Mifune entered the road and rudely interrupted Hanayama-in's words.

"In that case, then I might as well be respectful!"

The corners of Huashanyuan's mouth outlined a sneer.

He was in a bad mood, but he was very willing to do such a thing.

If Zong Xiu is injured, it will be better, so that these middle school students can know how powerful they are.

Bang! Bang!

Gently hit the racket to the ground.

Then grab it and throw it into the air.

"Shoot!"

With a low shout, the racket struck hard.

The power of the whole body poured out at this moment, and it slammed into the tennis ball.

There was a loud roar, and the tennis balls flew out like cannonballs.

Shout!

The sound of violent friction exploded, and the tennis ball passed through most of the court, pointing directly at Zong Xiu, who was directing the training.

The players who were training on the field were alarmed.

They all turned their heads to look.

I saw a tennis ball mixed with fire flying in, which seemed to contain infinite power.

And what's even more terrifying is that the ball is aimed directly at Zong Xiu's head, as if he wants to hurt Zong Xiu.

"This ...... What's going on?"

"Danger!"

"Minister, get out of the way!"

"Bastard, who the hell is it?"

The team members shouted in anger.

I didn't expect this to happen in Lihai tennis, and someone actually attacked his own minister.

"Huh?"

Zong Xiu frowned.