Tennis: One-on-one with the villain master, Kaido starts

On the second day, at six in the morning, it was still light.

On the green playground in the base, three figures were already lined up, facing the moonlight that had just faded, running at full speed.

"Hu——"

"Hu——"

"It's been half an hour! Ghost, how long do we have to run?"

Among the three, Irie, who was at the end of the team, was already sweating profusely, panting, and out of breath.

"Hold on, Irie, don't you see the coaches standing by the playground and looking at us?"

Ghost slowed down his pace and walked side by side with Irie. He pointed at the three coaches standing by the playground, and the hot sweat on his forehead turned into cold sweat.

Under the gloomy blue sky, the morning light from the east shone on the teaching aids in the hands of the three coaches.

The golden sunlight shone on the teaching aids, highlighting the beauty of the metallic color.

A half-man-high steel mace!

A two- to three-meter-long whip!

And a gleaming samurai sword?

The ghost finally figured out why the tennis backpack was so heavy when he helped Coach Kaido carry it yesterday.

So you guys carry maces with you!!!

Who is a good coach who uses these things as teaching aids?

Moreover, the ghost has a hunch that these coaches seem to be different from coaches like Saito and Kurobe.

They originally looked like gangsters, and now they act more like gangsters!

"What are you looking at! Ghost, run to the front of the team, how can my disciple Kaido lose to others!"

The mace was swung in the air, splitting the air, and the huge sound of breaking the wind, accompanied by Kaido's thunderous voice, poured into the ghost's ears.

The ghost did not dare to neglect, and immediately quickened his pace and ran towards the front of the team. Before leaving, he did not forget to comfort Irie.

"Irie, you're on your own!"

The huge figure of the ghost passed by Tokugawa, bringing a strong wind, causing the already tired Tokugawa to stagger.

He just wanted to be lazy, slow down his pace, and adjust his state in parallel with Irie behind him.

Esdeath's cold and crisp voice pierced his eardrums.

"Is this the genius praised by the ghost and Irie?"

"Tokugawa Kazuya! Don't you want to defeat the Phoenix of Byodoin?"

"You want to be lazy even in a small physical training! You disappoint me so much!"

'Snap——'

'Snap——'

Immediately afterwards, three consecutive whips hit the air and the sound of explosions rang out, and Tokugawa's calves trembled violently.

He remembered the scene at five o'clock this morning when three coaches rushed into the dormitory to wake them up.

His own coach Esdeath used the whip in his hand to whip his calves!

Forced to wake himself up!

He was about to say something, but when he saw Esdeath's cold eyes, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

In front of Esdeath, Tokugawa couldn't even refute!

He suddenly quickened his pace and rushed towards the direction of the ghost.

Irie looked at the ghost and Tokugawa who were getting farther and farther away from him, and his heart was cold.

What good brothers!

It's all fake!

The coach is scaring you, one by one, running faster than rabbits!

In the cold early morning, the only thing that warmed Irie's heart was his coach Aizen, who was gentle and gentle in his tone.

Compared with Kaido and Esdeath, Coach Aizen is simply an angel!

Seeing that Coach Aizen did not urge him, Irie slowly adjusted his state and moved forward at a constant speed.

However, his constant speed made the distance between him, the ghost and Tokugawa farther and farther.

At this time, in a corner of the playground, two figures were quietly discussing something.

"Master Chiba, Coach Aizen is so gentle!"

"That guy Irie is very thoughtful. He looks as gentle as a little sheep on the surface, but he has many tricks in his heart!"

"I'm worried..."

Saito Shi accompanied Chiba Masao early in the morning and watched the three coaches training their disciples next to the court, from calling the three to start the court in the morning to supervising the other side's devilish physical training.

He really opened his eyes and understood why Kintaro Toyama and Keigo Atobe could soar in tennis strength in just a few months!

Too brutal!

It's simply anti-human!

The language oppression and the actions intimidation, the teaching aids alone make people feel more stressed.

On the other hand, Coach Aizen is so gentle that he doesn't have the same style. Saito is a little worried that Coach Aizen will be bullied by Irie.

"Huh?"

"Will Aizen be bullied by the sinister Irie?"

Chiba felt that this was the funniest joke in the world.

Those who are familiar with Aizen know!

The Aizen Sosuke you are familiar with was notNot exist!

"Coach Saito, you should worry more about Irie!"

"Coach Aizen is not as simple as he looks!"

Chiba's words made Saito feel a little confused. After a few days of contact, Aizen gave him the feeling of an extremely gentle person.

What does Chiba mean?

......

On the green field.

"Ah!"

Irie moved his legs like lead and followed behind Tokugawa with gritted teeth.

People who are familiar with Irie know that the biggest weakness of Irie, the actor in Neon U17, is physical strength and power.

At this moment, the high-intensity physical training really made him feel like his lungs were about to explode.

His pace became slower and slower, and he unconsciously pulled a circle away from Oni and Tokugawa.

However, fortunately, his coach Aizen didn't say anything!

He just looked at him with a smile!

'Swoosh——'

Suddenly!

A strong wind blew!

Irie, whose head was about to be cooked by sweat and heat, felt a chill on his neck!

He looked to his side and saw his coach, Aizen Sosuke, pulling out the sword from his waist and swinging it towards him.

The green blade light cut through the air and flew straight towards him!

Irie's footsteps suddenly stopped for a moment!

At the moment when the blade light slashed towards him, a strong sense of death and suffocation surged from his heart and occupied his brain.

'Snap——'

The blade light cut across Irie's cheek, and a strand of orange-yellow hair fell in front of his eyes.

"Irie! This is our first meeting, you don't want your coach Aizen to embarrass himself in front of other coaches, do you!"

Aizen stretched out his left hand and slowly took off his black-framed glasses!

His soft eyes gradually became sharp, like an ice sword sealed in frozen soil for ten thousand years, so cold that you couldn't help shivering when you looked at his eyes.

His right hand gently passed over his forehead, flipping the drooping hair to the back of his head.

The originally drooping hair, as if covered with hair gel, turned into a handsome slicked back hair!

For a moment, Aizen's entire aura changed dramatically.

A suffocating sense of oppression began to sweep around from his body!

Irie saw Aizen's cold eyes, and his heart 'clicked' and he was half cold.

Maru spicy!

Saito Shi, who was next to the playground, looked at Aizen, whose aura suddenly changed, in disbelief, and his voice was trembling with shock.

"Is this the real face of Coach Aizen?"

"Trembling! Coach Saito!"

"This is Aizen Sosuke who stands above the nine heavens!"

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