Tennis King Cheater

　　"It's a senior."

　　Nioh played a riddle.But also, Yuan is indeed ahead of him, the son of tennis, a real invincible state, that should be an unimaginable realm.

　　"that……"

　　Chitose asked tentatively, "Where have you been this month?"

　　This is the question he is most concerned about. When Nioh, who had been defeated by the Byodoin Academy, returned, his strength had undergone earth-shaking changes.Chitose keenly felt that there might be a good place to improve his strength.

　　"On the mountain."

　　King Nio didn't hide it, and smiled: "Compared to the noisy campsite, the air on the mountain is not only better, but it is also a good place to practice and exercise."

　　Saying that, he blinked and said, "Do you want to try it?"

　　"how to get to?"

　　Chitose said excitedly, and Tachibana next to him was a little surprised.You know, this old friend of him will be surprised only when the three mysteries about selflessness appear, which are seamless.

　　"fail."

　　Nio said, raised his fork and grabbed a sliced ​​steak, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, then smiled: "If you lose the upcoming game, you may have a chance to go there."

　　Failed?

　　Chitose narrowed her left eye slightly, and Tachibana beside her was also thoughtful.

　　Niwang looked at the two of them, a thought flashed through his mind, and he said with a smile: "You have seen the intensity here, and I have a little suggestion for you and Tachibana."

　　The two looked over solemnly: "Please speak."

　　"You two, let's play doubles."

　　Doubles?

　　The two looked at each other, their eyes trembling.

　　"As for Akutsu."

　　Who knows, Akujin's face turned cold: "I don't need you to point fingers at me."

　　"is it?"

　　Niwang smiled and said: "It seems that I was wrong, you don't want to win that guy named Tono."

　　"Forehead……"

　　The fork in Akutsu's hand suddenly stopped on top of the steak.

　　Niwang did not continue to talk, there are many things, just click.He got up and left first, leaving behind the restless three people.

　　Blink, a week has passed.

　　"Wow!"

　　At the foot of the mountain, the tranquility of the past was broken by a surprise.

　　I saw a young man with burgundy hair upturned on both sides and a piece of tape on his face, with his hands behind his head, and said with emotion, "Is this the u-17's accommodation place?"

　　"Well!"

　　Next to him, there was an egg-headed young man with two horn-like hair hanging down from the center. He took a deep breath and said with emotion, "The air here is really good."

　　"Minasang!"

　　In the middle of the team, a young man with flaxen hair and a face like an iceberg said, "Don't be careless."

　　"Yes!"

　　The rest agreed in unison.

　　They are none other than the runner-up of this year's junior high school tennis national competition, the Youth Academy in Tokyo.Under the leadership of Minister Tezuka, they were called to come here, the legendary holy land of Japanese tennis - the U17 Japanese high school student national team selection training camp.

　　"It seems that Tezuka has gained a lot in Germany."

　　Not far away, a young man with blue-purple hair in a khaki-colored coat smiled.Behind him, a group of young people are full of energy and high morale.

　　The national championship team - Kanagawa Rikai University Affiliated Middle School.

　　The leader is none other than Minister Seiichi Yukimura.

　　"Hey, Yukimura."

　　At this moment, there was a chuckle behind them, and the arrogant Atobu came over and said with a smile, "That guy Niwang, still didn't come?"

　　"Can't find him."

　　Yukimura shook his head. He didn't expect that Nioh was not at home for the official invitation of u-17.

　　Atobe frowned and said, "That guy, do you want to give up tennis?"

　　"maybe."

　　Sanada shook his head and said, "Let's go, let's explore together, u-17 is the Longtan Tiger Den!"

　　At the same time, Sitenbaoji Temple and Higa Naka in the back followed suit.Fudomine, St. Rudolph, Rokko, and Yamabuki of the three-man group each form a small group.

　　After that, Makinoto, Nagoya Xingde, and San Icarus, all three schools have only one player, and they don't like each other.

　　Not long after, everyone came to a door that was tightly stitched together.The camera at the door turned around and aimed at a group of people.

　　"come yet?"

　　Inside the hut, Saito smiled and looked at the junior high school students on the surveillance screen, and said, "Indeed, this year's junior high school students are quite energetic."

　　"Kuro, Coach Kurobe!"

　　At this time, the staff in the front row said in a trembling voice, "Look at the court at the edge of Zone D."

　　"Oh?"

　　Hearing this, Kurobe, who folded his hands together and supported his chin, turned everything in the picture and turned to the stadium.

　　"This is……"

　　The smile on Saito's face froze, and Kurobe raised his brows: "What is he doing there?"

　　On the court in Zone D, two figures were fiddling with the jars, and the next person was holding his hands in front of him, and he was the 'source' with black hair and black pupils.

　　"This guy, he hasn't changed back yet?"

　　Saito was a little surprised, and he also secretly recorded the appearance of 'Yuan' and put it on the Internet for comparison.However, among the tennis players of the past two decades, there is no face similar to his.

　　This person seems to appear out of nowhere.

　　"Does this guy want to..."

　　Kurobe raised his brows and glanced at the junior high school students who were gradually walking towards the D-area court. He couldn't help shaking his head and said, "This guy is really nasty."

Chapter 1: Playing a Jar [5/[-], please customize! 】

　　"Oh!"

　　The group stepped over the iron gate, and Kikumaru ran out first, raised his hand and looked around and said, "Is this place really used to practice tennis?"

　　"Eiji..."

　　Fu Er smiled, pointed to the building not far away and said, "It's the center court of U-17."

　　"Right, no two."

　　Kikumaru jumped over like a dexterous monkey and said, "Didn't you come earlier, tell me, is it really that good in it?"

　　Buer thought for a while and said, "In terms of facilities, it's really good. But..."

　　"High school students below the 10th court are not very strong."

　　Atobe smiled disdainfully, and Shiraishi next to him nodded and said, "Indeed, the players below the 10th court are not very strong. But the 6 courts above that should not be underestimated."

　　They lived here for more than half a month and successfully advanced to pitch 6.But the 5th court above that, the player named Oni Jujiro, seems to be very difficult to mess with.

　　"whatever!"

　　Kirihara smiled confidently: "Let those high school students see what real tennis is. But..."

　　As he said that, his face suddenly darkened.

　　Niwang disappeared, and for Li Hai, the blow was indeed too great.To a certain extent, he has been the backbone of the entire team for the past six months.

　　pat.

　　Liu Sheng pushed his glasses: "Maybe, I will meet that guy at this dorm."

　　With his eyes closed, Liu said, "Maybe, the probability is not zero."

　　"Let's go."

　　The group walked forward, and after walking through the dirt road, they came to the outside of the Eiji stadium.

　　"D-area stadium?"

　　He pushed his glasses dry, glanced at him, and said in surprise, "Someone is actually training?"

　　"What? Training?"

　　The red-haired Kintaro's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly jumped off the court, shouting to the young man who was playing with jars not far away: "Hey, are you guys U-17 players? Well, let's play a game?"

　　He didn't play in the national competition, and his hands are still itchy.

　　"This one……"

　　Tenjin Kosuke, who was wearing a white hat and had a little beard, looked at the young man standing next to him subconsciously, and said, "Yuan, what do you think?"

　　"A game?"

　　'Yuan' standing next to him raised his head, looked at Kintaro with a smile, and said with a smile: "Private competition is prohibited here, but we can try another way."

　　Kintaro said expectantly, "What method?"

　　"Here."

　　'Yuan' pointed to the jars that were placed one by one, and smiled: "To beat the jars, everyone has a chance. Only by knocking down the jars can you pass. This is a test for you."

　　"Yeah!"

　　Kintaro was eager to try, and the junior high school students above were secretly frowning. Is the first year of Sitianbao Temple really the opponent of these high school students?

　　"do not worry."