Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

And this moment.

In the small black room on the second floor in the center.

"How about it?"

Saito looked at Kurobe and asked, "When will the old man come back?"

"The game ended at [-] o'clock last night. Our group ranked third and was eliminated."

Kurobe said expressionlessly, while ticking names on the computer: "The head coach said that a few people were injured and will take a day off. The plane tonight, tomorrow morning, should be able to arrive at Tokyo Airport. ."

"injured?"

Saito blinked, then looked to the side with a half-smiling smile, doing two-finger Zen push-ups, and said, "It seems that your body strengthening plan has not achieved very good results."

"cut!"

Takuzhi ignored him, and Kurobe shook his head and said, "The last one they fought was Russia, that northern nation, you know."

Saito was slightly taken aback.

Team Russia!

This is the team that has left a strong mark in the Tennis World Cup.Before the rise of the German team, the tennis world in Europe and the United States was dominated by those polar bears.

Relying on their strong physique and incomparably terrifying strength tennis, they once refreshed the record of three consecutive World Cup championships.Until later, Germany and other European countries gradually completed the tennis revolution.

From strength, to innovation in technology and tactics.

In particular, when those two attributes of tennis began to flourish, tennis of pure strength was no longer the only one.That so-called potential can't even match the tennis that came later.

"No wonder..."

The corners of his mouth twitched. Saito looked at Kurobe's computer and said, "Who are you going to send for tomorrow's game? That guy Tokugawa seems to have realized something. I think it should be possible..."

"too early."

Kurobe shook his head and said, "He who is sheltered by ghosts and Irie has no idea of ​​the cruelty of tennis in the world. He has only one ending for the unfathomable Byodoin."

"Alright alright."

Saito waved his hand, but his eyes flickered in front of the computer.He saw many familiar names, including the youngest leader.

Chapter [-] Accident, List

this afternoon.

Saito summoned all the team members to the field and looked at the dozen or so extra young people. He nodded and said, "Everyone performed very well in today's training. Therefore, our three coaches decided to give you a day off tomorrow."

rest?

Immediately, those freshmen in the first year of high school were overjoyed, and looked at Saito a little more kindly.

However, those seniors in the second and third year of high school frowned.

"So fast?"

"Could it be that they are ready to come back?"

"Impossible? Those guys are so strong, can't they even make it to the final round of the World Cup?"

Some people whispered, but Saito didn't mind. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, that's it for today, you can disband freely."

"Huh, I can finally rest."

Hearing this, Yano, who was wearing a black coat, stretched out.Although the training intensity of these two days is not as great as the back mountain, if you can rest for a day, it will be good.

Others, such as Fujinomiya, Minazawa and others, also showed joy.

"Do not."

Only Deputy Minister Tsuga shook his head. He faintly felt a different atmosphere from some people just now.

That coach named Saito, I am afraid there is another mystery in his words.

into the night.

in a stadium.

Tread! !

Light footsteps came, and a tall figure flashed by.Walking like the wind, it quickly produced several afterimages.

Swish!

He raised his racket, glanced at the tennis balls flying in front of him, and said lightly at the corner of his mouth: "Brother Ghost, there is no need to keep your hands, I want to see how far I can achieve."

bang bang bang! ! !

As he spoke, he lifted the racket and smashed the ten tennis balls in front of him.

"Ah."

Opposite, the ghost chuckled and nodded.

Youth, that is, Tokugawa's growth, he sees in his eyes.He believes that this person will one day surpass him and Byodoin and lead the Japanese team to a higher position.

Swish!