Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

"Okay, let's get started!"

No one objected any more, so the new day of training and testing at Langchuan Middle School began like this.

Half an hour later, when Shiraishi got the physical fitness test sheets of several people, his face couldn't help but collapse.

"This level, I'm afraid it's not as good as the first grade in the ministry, right?"

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Under Shiraishi's special training, although those first graders were miserable, the growth in strength was visible to the naked eye.The sophomores of other first-class teams are probably not as good as them.

As for the third grade in a school like Langchuan, it was even worse.

"How can you fight Higa with such strength?"

Those guys are national schools.Especially under the leadership of Minister Nagashiro Kite, he was dormant for two whole years and appeared in the national arena, and he defeated Seigaku's former strong enemy Hexagon.

The two are fundamentally the difference between the city-level team and the national team.

The data of these few people, even if the tactics are arranged, they cannot be implemented at all. I am afraid that even the footwork of the opponent cannot be broken.

Unless, within two days, this group of people can be completely transformed.

"It doesn't matter, let's fight!"

Shiraishi secretly made up his mind to train a team of this quality into a school that could rival Higachu. It was a great challenge, and it was also a good thing for him on this school trip.

Immediately, he asked everyone to put on weights and racket equipment and rush to the beach.Before leaving, he called Nagasaki Kazuya over and asked him to help collect some special items.

Thinking of that thing, the corners of Baishi's mouth couldn't help but curl up: "I don't know if that thing has such good effect as the legend."

Chapter [-] Bitter Gourd

Early in the morning, on the streets of Shunyou Town.

Tap, tap!

A burst of crisp footsteps came, but on the other side of the street, a purple-haired youth with a tennis ball on his back and a stylish hairstyle ran over.He was carrying a tennis bag, and the word 'Higa' was printed on his jacket with white and purple stripes intersecting.

"Yo, Yongshiro is so early again."

"Yeah, Uncle Yamazaki, bring me a bowl of ramen. Well, it's the same amount as before."

The young man sat down and patiently looked at the surrounding environment. After reading it again, he smiled and said, "Uncle Yamazaki, did you just renovate it yesterday?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged man named Yamazaki, wrapped a white towel on his bald head, handed the ramen noodles to the youth table, and said with a smile, "Isn't this the time for the sacrificial ceremony, decorate it better to attract guests."

"Uh-huh."

The young man nodded, looked down, and asked suspiciously, "Why are the pork chops so big today?"

"Hey, isn't your kid going to the final the day after tomorrow?"

Yamazaki smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'll give you a little more, so you'll be motivated only during the competition."

"it is good!"

The young man nodded, with a firm look in his eyes.

After breakfast, he got up and said goodbye to Yamazaki, and walked towards a middle school not far away.

In Biga.

Looking at the gilded characters on the door plaque, the young man nodded and stepped in. After coming to the tennis club with ease, he found that only the brown-haired young man in a hat was practicing, and he couldn't help but frown: "Jia Fei, they Woolen cloth?"

"Oh, Eishiro, you're here."

When the young man named Jia Fei heard the words, he stopped his movements and said with a smile, "I have investigated the information about the opponent of the day after tomorrow, that is called Nangchuan Middle School. It is a second-rate school, and its strength is not as good as Saitama's tennis club."

"Humph!"

Who knows, the purple-haired young man snorted coldly, and a cold light shot out of his eyes: "Langchuan Middle School? That kind of garbage will be our opponent? Don't I know this?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the tennis court next to him and said, "However, is our target Nangchuan Middle School? Kyushu competition, national competition, national championship, that is our goal."

Saying that, he threw the basket in front of Jia Fei and said, "Wait for them to come back, two bitter gourds each, if you can't finish eating, stop training!"

"hiss……"

Hearing this, the brown-haired young man Jia Fei couldn't help gasping for air.

Bitter gourd, this thing is not the one in the food show, the hostess cool and relieve the summer heat, nourish and beautify the face.Because the rule in Higa is... raw!

Raising his head and looking at the purple-haired youth who walked into the locker room, Jia Fei turned and smiled bitterly: "However, Yongshiro can be considered merciful."

Because the heaviest punishment in Higa is not to eat bitter gourd, but to drink bitter gourd juice! ! !

bump!

By the sea, Nagasaki put the basket in front of Shiraishi, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled, "Supervisor Shiroishi, the bitter gourd you asked for has arrived."

Momordica charantia?

Next to him, Omiya, who was supervising the training of the staff, turned around and said in a puzzled way, "Supervisor, what is this for?"

On the way before, after his suggestion, 'all members passed' in favor of Shiraishi as the acting supervisor of Langchuan Middle School.But now, looking at the basket of bitter gourd that Shiraishi ordered to come, Omiya was a little confused.