Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Hearing this, Taocheng and the others, who were still making fun of Echizen, were taken aback.

"Anything like that?"

But the person who gave this statement was the first person among the junior high school students, the unfathomable bible Shiraishi.

Immediately.

Everyone in Qingxue began to think.

indeed.

In doubles, the players' patience and observation skills can be exercised.Moreover, you can develop the habit of observing your opponent from another angle, which is really helpful for singles.

"In that case."

Taocheng's eyes swept away and fell on Qianye: "Qianye-sang, come with me."

"it is good."

Qian also nodded, he actually admired this straightforward junior.

"senior."

On the other side, Haitang went to Chitose: "Please advise."

In the national competition, Chitose lost to Liu, but his style was completely different from before.Haitang also knew very well that there was so much to learn from the other party.

Seeing this, Watanabe couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Coach Ryuzaki, I'm afraid this is a bit..."

Ryuzaki smiled and said, "As for the exchange competition, let them go."

Obviously, the team of Haitang and Taocheng was meant to be taught by Chitose and Qianye.In layman's terms, it is stealing.

Of course, there is no stealing in tennis.

But usually, Taocheng and Haitang don't have the opportunity to watch the details of the two national-level games at the closest distance.

"Alright alright."

Watanabe shook his head with a wry smile, looked at a few people, nodded and said, "Let's start."

So, the exchange competition between Sitianbao Temple and Qingxue started with a few people talking and laughing.

u-[-].

In the sixteen courts in the center, high school students train meticulously.

Field three.

Matsudaira Kinhiko with a tuft of yellow hair whispered, "My lord, have you heard that the national competition for junior high school students is over, and that person's school won the championship."

"Isn't this normal?"

With a beard, it seems that the military generals in Japan during the Warring States period can't bear to sneer: "If he loses, we are ready to pack up and go."

"Hey, hey hey."

Matsudaira laughed lowly, but his eyes rolled: "My lord, I heard that the next round robin will be in Europe?"

All endured frowning, nodded and said, "It seems so."

"Then have you heard?"

Song Ping leaned over and said in a low voice, "That person seems to be saying that he has to continue his training. This time, it seems that the game has been pushed out again."

"Be careful."

He couldn't help his eyelids twitching, stared at him coldly and said, "If you want to die, go to Field [-] and say it."

"Hey, hey hey."

Song Ping shrank his neck and said with a smile: "Didn't I just want to liven up the atmosphere? I've heard this from others, so just pretend I never said it, ahaha..."

"Humph!"

All endure a sneer in the heart.

He didn't know about Matsudaira's little abacus, but not to mention those few people, no one they could calculate.More importantly, with their strength, at the World Championships, I'm afraid they won't be enough for those foreigners to plug their teeth.

That's a world class game.

In contrast, the qualifying matches they usually posted on the notice board were as ridiculous as a child's play.

"but."

Du Ren's eyes turned, and he looked at the No. [-] Stadium, which was more than [-] meters away, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes: "That one, what are your plans?"

After all, there seems to be little movement since Switzerland returned.

If it weren't for the prestige accumulated in the past, I am afraid that some people will rebel.But then again, just being the fat man under that person is enough to make them not dare to make trouble.

just.

The atmosphere of the u-[-] became more and more strange.

"correct."

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something.