Prince of Tennis: The Legendary Road

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"Coach!"

The faces of most people on both sides changed. One of the two was Sanfun, and the other was the coach of the Russian team.

"What are you teaching? Practice! Get out of here!"

The two looked like they had rehearsed it. Not only the words they said, but also the tone, movements and expressions were almost exactly the same.

In fact, they were thinking the same thing at this time, why did they come back at this time! It would be better if they didn't come back! Let these guys teach each other a lesson!

Both coaches knew that Japan was the scapegoat and Russia was the loser in this training camp. Only the ** faction that supported junior high school students to participate in the U17 World Cup was the winner. This was destined when the result was decided. No matter what the result of this three-nation training camp was, there was only one real winner.

As the coaches of the youth teams of their respective countries, it would be strange if they didn't have anger. They wished they could teach each other a lesson before the game started.

Unfortunately, the boys below can do whatever they want, after all, it's not a real competition. But they can't. If they let this happen again, someone will have an excuse.

Especially with a ** watching covetously from the side, it would be even harder for them to indulge these people to do whatever they want.

"snort……"

Both sides used their eyes to kill, but the head coaches of both sides had absolute authority, and no one had the courage to continue. And those who had the courage had to obey the coach's orders, especially when they were outside. If they really had a conflict with their own coach, it would be the people who were embarrassed and the outsiders who benefited. No one was so stupid.

"Let's go."

The Russian No. 1 who had been at the back and had not said a word finally spoke up and passed Mifune and the Russian coach first, and then there was the sound of people going upstairs.

"It's boring!"

When the others saw the boss was gone, they followed him. Some of them even turned around and made some provocative gestures to the Japanese people.

Seeing this, Byodoin's eyes fixed, and when he was about to make a move, he saw Mifune gently shaking his head at him. Now they could only wait for the game to vent their anger.

"Humph!"

Baiduin turned around, not wanting to look at the other side's performance. Many other members of the First Army also had angry expressions on their faces. Only a few people remained expressionless.

"Byodoin, see you at the game!"

Alexei's voice sounded, followed by a gentle Taras wiping his neck towards Byodoin's back. At this moment, Tono couldn't help but take action. If it hadn't been a ghost, who knows what would have happened.

"Taras?"

The King called out Taras in a somewhat awkward way. This voice attracted almost everyone's attention. Even Constantine, who had already walked to the stairs, stopped and looked over here.

""Hmm?"

Taras turned around and didn't see who was calling him for a moment. It was only when Niwang stepped forward that he noticed the skinny white-haired boy.

""Pah!"

When passing by Byodoin, Niou was grabbed by Byodoin's arm, which made Niou frown. This guy, does he really think of me as an enemy? So much strength?

But he also knew that this was a manifestation of Byodoin's anger reaching a certain stage.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything rash."

Ryou smiled at Byodoin and asked him to let go of his hand. This guy had a lot of weird tricks, maybe he could come up with a better solution.

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

Talas looked at Ren Wang who was coming in front of him, and looked down at Ren Wang with his height advantage. His expression and tone could make people feel naked mockery.

""No, nothing."

Ren Wang looked into Taras' eyes, which had a strange light in them, and a strange aura flashed across his body, causing several people to frown.

"without……"

Taras had just uttered a word when his eyes completely lost their luster and he stood there in a daze.

"Well, it's fine. I just saw that there seemed to be some dust on the senior's shoulders.……"

Niou stood on tiptoe and blew a breath on Taras' left shoulder, then patted him twice, conscientiously cleaning the non-existent dust. What on earth was that guy doing? Admitting defeat?

This was what most members of the Japanese team thought at the moment, although they also felt that this was impossible. But Niou's current performance was really similar, and they couldn't help but think about it.

"Hahaha...look at that boy, so obedient!"

"It seems that there are still people in the Japanese team who can see the situation clearly.……"

"Coward……"

Some people on the Russian team couldn't help laughing. Only Constantine, who noticed Niou's weirdness, frowned.

It seems that the Japanese team... also has talented people.

Somewhat similarly, the corners of the mouths of some people on the Japanese team also slowly turned up.

"Let's go, Boss!"

Niou turned around, shrugged at Byodoin, and blinked, almost breaking the fierce look Byodoin had maintained for more than a year.

"Hahaha…hahaha……"