Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

early morning.

On the huge center court, a group of young players jogged.They don't have slogans, but the uniform footsteps when they run, give people a strong pressure.

Passing high school students will involuntarily give way.

"These guys..."

Someone looked deeply at the distant team and couldn't help but say, "It's only been a day, have you already adapted to the life here?"

This is u-17, the place they see as heaven and hell.

Food, movies, and a sauna that is open [-]/[-]. This is the place where ordinary tennis players dream of resting.But the daunting amount of training will make those who have experienced it regret staying here.

Among them, most of them gradually integrated into this place after more than half a month of adjustment.In contrast, the adaptability of this group of new junior high school students is really not that strong.

Someone sighed: "This may be the so-called genius."

"genius?"

The people next to 660 smiled disapprovingly, raised their brows, and pouted in the direction of a few stadiums in the distance: "There is no genius here, even if there is, it will not survive."

"Well!"

Seeing that direction, the people who were talking and laughing suddenly froze.The high school student who just lamented gritted his teeth and said, "Suzuki, don't talk nonsense, this is not a place we can talk about."

"Yes."

"You bastard, don't make fun of that place next time."

Seeing that several people were furious, Suzuki also shrank his neck and said embarrassingly: "I didn't mention it casually. Even if you gave me the courage, I wouldn't dare to disobey that lord."

He was also afraid for a while.

If the existence there really knew of his behavior, he would really be finished.At that time, even Kurobe and the others won't be able to save him.

"let's go."

Several people quickly left here.

at the same time.

In the direction Suzuki pointed, a young man with blond hair was sitting cross-legged on the steps, with a wooden knife on his lap.The breath is calm and indifferent, vaguely blending with the surroundings.

jiji!

At this time, a sparrow who got up early to hunt for food jumped over, landed on the shoulders of the young man, folded his wings, and stood on it to rest.

call!

The wind blows, messing up the young man's blond hair, and the fluttering hair even hit the sparrow next to him.But the little bird was unaffected, and its claws still clung to the young man's coat.

Soon, the wind stopped and everything returned to nature.

jiji! !

But at this moment, the sparrow, who had closed his eyes for a nap, was suddenly startled and flew to the heights desperately.Almost at the same time, all the birds around the stadium flew together, as if there were some beasts haunting the forest.

"How did you come?"

The blond-haired youth frowned slightly, opened his eyes slowly, and looked at the tall figure walking across from him with some dissatisfaction: "Come back and restrain your murderous aura, and scare my birds away."

"You guy."

The corner of the visitor's mouth twitched, and the slightly hideous scar on his face, when his face shook, twisted like a centipede, looking very scary.

Shaking his head, he sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect that the dignified u-17 Overlord, the No.1 Byodoin Phoenix, turned out to be like this."

In his words, although there was a bit of ridicule, it was also his heartfelt emotion.Think about how high-spirited the other party was when they fought each other, and even if they lost, they still crawled back from that place like a ghost in hell.

And since that return, he has actually begun to cultivate himself, and it is like a different person, which is shocking.

However, with emotion, the fear in his heart for the person in front of him has not decreased but increased.

The sharp-edged, domineering Overlord is powerful, but not scary.On the contrary, when the aura on the opponent's body is restrained, like a fist closed, ready to go, this is the most terrifying.

Because no one knows when that overbearing fist will be thrown.Moreover, once the edge that has been raised for several months breaks out, such power is simply unimaginable.

"If you are sick, you naturally need to rest."

The blond young man said calmly, and suddenly smiled: "Ghost, you came to see me, shouldn't you be talking about this?"

"of course not."

The youth who was called a ghost frowned, only to find it difficult for Byodoin, whose personality had changed drastically.If it was in the past, the other party might have asked him straight to the point about the purpose of his trip.

However, he didn't think too much, and said bluntly: "The junior high school students arrived yesterday. As before, the losers were sent to the coaches who entered the Dao. When I came, the coach had a task for you."

Byodoin frowned: "Which coach?"

"Of course the head coach."

The ghost shook his head, but his heart was a little stunned.

The other party wanted to rest, but the arrogance of his nature did not restrain in the slightest.In the entire U-17, except for the head coach Mifune Shindao, Kurobe and Saito were still ignored by him.

Of course, if it wasn't for Mifune's words, Kurobe and a few people wouldn't be able to use Oni, the u-17's order manager.To a certain extent, his level is on the same level as the Kurobe trio, only below Mifune.

"Entry coach?"