Tennis: A Rough Start Byodoin Hoo

"What? Two hundred and fifty people were eliminated. Doesn't that mean that more than half of the people here will be eliminated?"

"The elimination rate is 83%, but it is still done in such a hasty way. I don't agree with it at all!"

"If someone is unlucky and doesn't pick up the ball, isn't that the end?"

"So many people have to be eliminated on the first day, and I don't know how many more people will be eliminated later."

Unlike junior high school students, they are all elites selected from various schools and have full confidence in their own abilities.

The high school students were all the scum at the bottom of the training camp, and with the large number of people, they all panicked for a while.

Kurobe Yukio ignored everyone's comments and just said indifferently.

"You have no room for resistance here, everyone, start grabbing the ball, only the one who grabs the ball can stay.

As soon as Kurobe Yukio finished speaking, a helicopter flew into the sky and fifty tennis balls fell from the sky.

There was no time to think too much, and everyone started to grab the tennis ball frantically.

This selection competition, which seems to only depend on luck, is actually a test of the players' judgment, physical ability, and reaction ability.

Only simple matters can reflect a person's most basic abilities.

After the launch of Tennis 620, junior high school students and high school students began to compete.

Some rely on their own jumping ability to start grabbing the tennis ball before it hits the ground, while others quickly scoop the tennis ball into their arms after it hits the ground.

Kurobe Yukio and Saitō Itaru have returned to the monitoring room, sitting on chairs watching the performance of junior high school students and high school students.

Saitō Itaru crossed his arms and leaned on the table behind him, and said playfully:

"Tennis is mostly in the hands of junior high school students. Not only the few national-level players we are optimistic about, but the overall strength of junior high school students is also very good."

Kurobe Yukio put his chin on his hands and looked at the screen.

"Indeed, many junior high school students have won multiple tennis balls. It's a shame they can realize this."

The battle for the tennis ball ended quickly, and the tennis ball basically fell into the hands of the junior high school students.

In other words, these high school students were originally cannon fodder arranged by Kurobe Yukio and others, in order to give the junior high school students a killing blow.

Let them know that the U17 training camp is not a place for children to play house.

Kurobe Yukio patted the microphone.

"The tennis grabbing game is over. Those who didn't grab the ball can leave the training camp.

Decisive, without a trace of hesitation, just like the essence of this training camp.

Kirihara Akaya dangled eight tennis balls in her hands and looked at the high school students next to her provocatively.

"Is this the strength of high school students? They can't even grab a tennis ball?"

The slap in the face came so quickly. Just a moment ago, the high school students looked down on the junior high school students. In the blink of an eye, all the tennis balls were taken by the junior high school students.

Among the high school students, a man named Songping stood up.

"What are you doing with so many balls alone? Hand over the extra balls quickly.

With Matsudaira as their leader, the other high schools seemed to have a backbone, relying on their numerical advantage to vaguely surround the junior high school students in the middle.

"That's it, you hand over the ball and we'll let you go."

"Hurry up, don't force us to do it!"

"Hand it over and avoid the pain of your flesh and blood."

They came to this training camp earlier than the junior high school students and knew the rules of this training camp better.

Don't look at the process, don't ask about the reasons, just look at the results.

If they remembered correctly, the coach was talking about leaving without getting the ball. As long as they got the ball, it was the same whether they grabbed it or got it with their own skills.

The number of high school students who have not won the tennis ball is much greater than that of junior high school students, and a dense darkness surrounds the junior high school students.

Now even the junior high school students couldn't laugh anymore.

They knew that the coach must be watching the surveillance here, but he didn't even have the intention to stop it. He obviously acquiesced to what the high school students were doing.

Akutsu twisted his neck.

"A fight? Just what I want!"

Speaking of which, Akutsu has had almost no fights since joining Hyotei. First, Hyotei's training schedule is very compact.

Second, Kamishiro Ao has given him enough money. His mother Akutsu Yuki's cafe business is booming, and he doesn't need to go around extorting money like before.

After a lot of back and forth, there was no time and reason to stir up trouble, and the number of fights naturally plummeted.

Just when the two sides were about to collide, a cold shout interrupted them.

"What are you doing?"

Everyone looked back and saw that it was the three high school students they had met shortly after entering.

Irie Kanata, Tokugawa Kazuya, and Oni Jujiro.

When Songping saw the visitor, he was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his head, and he said tremblingly:

"Ghost...Ghost brother."

Oni Jujiro had a dark face and glanced at the high school students coldly.

"It's so ugly. Anyone who didn't get the ball will get out of the training camp right now."

Matsudaira moved his lips and wanted to struggle, but when he saw Oni Jujiro's eyes, all the words he wanted to say were heard in his stomach.

With their heads down, they left one after another with other high school students.

After the high school students left, Oni Jujiro turned his attention to the junior high school students.

"Kids, don't be too arrogant. You don't have the capital to be arrogant here!"

Probably because they had just snatched the tennis balls from the high school students, the junior high school students were a little swollen.

Momoshiro Takeshi, who had provoked Oni Jujiro before, stood up again.

"Uncle Oni Jujiro, it's useless to talk so much, why not come and play a game."

Irie Kanata smiled gently.

"Sorry, private competition is prohibited here.

Oni Jujiro: "If you want to compete with us, just win the random round first."

On the radio, Kurobe Yukio's voice came.

"Let me tell you the basic rules of this training camp."

"There are a total of sixteen courts in this training camp, from 1 to 16. The smaller the number, the stronger the court."

"Before the start of every day's training, our coaching staff will randomly select some students to compete. The two students are from different courts. The one who wins in the lower court will be promoted to the higher court, and the one who wins in the higher court will remain unchanged."

Oni Jujiro added an explanation.

"Let me explain in advance that the people who just competed with you are all below the tenth court. If you want to compete with us, you have to climb up first.

First update.