The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

“Give you two hours to complete these training tasks, now start the time.” Takuji commanded.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sigh from below.

“No, two hours, how is it enough?”

Not to mention the junior high school students, even the high school students on Court 10 were stunned.

It was clear that Coach Tuoshi wanted to test the fitness profile of the newcomer.

But how can these old trainees also be implicated?

Akaji glanced at the training items that were full of them.

Although there are many, they are all very scientific and reasonable.

It is worthy of being the top junior tennis training base in the country, which naturally cannot be denied.

An hour passed quickly.

But most of those programs only completed a quarter.

It’s impossible to do it all in two hours.

Takuchi Ryuji glanced at the time, and then looked at the people who were still struggling, and waved his big hand.

“Stop!”

Kintaro Toyama was ecstatic as if a prisoner had been released.

The muscles in his whole body were sore, and he got up from the ground.

“Yay

However, before Kintaro Toyama’s words were finished, he heard Takuji Ryuji say again.

“Start now, conduct endurance training, and the two columns will follow.”

After all, the high school students were experienced, and they reacted quickly, consciously lining up in two teams to keep up with Takuji Ryuji.

Junior high school students also followed suit.

Kintaro Toyama huffed and ran to the front and said hello to Echizen Ryoma.

“Oh, little brother, you should also be in the first grade, my name is…”

Echizen Ryoma ran away a little very much, obviously not wanting to take Kintaro Toyama.

Keigo followed behind Akaji, and his insolent voice sounded.

“Akaji, I never thought you would give up the opportunity to come here and suffer.”

The corners of Seijuro Akaji’s mouth raised, revealing a bit of disdain.

Junior trials, where can it be compared to the level of U17.

Here, he can meet stronger people.

Byodoin Phoenix, Oni Jujiro, Shuji Tanishima…

Those people are his goal.

Tono Taijima next to him snorted coldly and mocked Keigo Jibe said.

“Didn’t you follow this side with a fart, so you are embarrassed to ask others.”

Keigo’s face sank, and a little displeasure clearly appeared.

Tilting his head, he looked at Tono Taijima, who said this.

Tono Taijima looked arrogant and unruly, and his eyes were full of provocation.

He was never afraid of offending people, but he was afraid of not offending people.

Looking at Keigo Jibe’s angry appearance but could not erupt, Tono Taijima was in a good mood.

He took a bite of the apple and said, “I’ll take a step first, you guys are struggling behind, hahaha…”

Tono Taijima rushed forward and deliberately bumped Sanada with his elbow.

Sanada glanced painfully at Tono Taijima, touching his eyes full of malice, and his face was covered with a dark light.

“You guy…”

Sanada was just about to make an accusation when he heard coach Takuji Ryuji shouting loudly.

“The junior high school students in the back, what are they doing grinding, hurry up and keep up!!”

“Yes—” The crowd shouted in response, but they had no strength.

The high school students in front snickered.

“The new brat is too weak, can’t you eat it if you run so little.”

“I’ll just say, they definitely won’t make it to the end, hahaha…”

Boom!

I don’t know where the sound is, and a high school student in front of him fell heavily to the ground.

“Who? Who tripped me! ”

He cursed and got up and looked around.

An inch junior high school student ran by silently, as if it was not him who deliberately tripped people just now.

All this was seen by Akaji in the back.

His movements are fast and ruthless, and probably his style of play is the same.

A little smile appeared in Akaji’s eyes, and he was a little more interested in that person.

Finally ending the long-distance run, everyone slumped on the ground, breathing with their mouths open.

My throat burned like a fire, dry and painful.

“That’s the end of today’s training, but it’s just a warm-up at U17.”

“Some of you, your physical fitness is far from my requirements, be prepared to endure hardships!”

After Takuji finished speaking, he turned around and left the No. 10 court.

In the stands, Saito is very comfortable.

“Xiao Tuozhi is really strict, after all, he is a newcomer, he should be encouraged more.”

Saying that, his eyes were full of smiles, but there was a bit of malice.

After a few days of training at the U17, everyone’s physical fitness has improved a little.

Akaji, Jibe, Sanada and Okada were placed in the same dormitory.

Okada is the village head man who quietly tripped over a high school student before.

He had a very cold personality, did not say anything, and often just sat on the bed and read.

The atmosphere in the dormitory is very condensed, because they are not talkative.

Approaching the shuffle match, several people will train until very late to return to the dormitory.

Akaji and Jibe form a practice partner, and the two often practice on the court.

“Bang!”

There was a sound of batting on the practice court, and the sound of breaking the air was heard, which made the originally silent night become irritable.

Tread!

The footsteps were very hurried.

Seijuro Akaji and Keigo Jibe are both sweaty.

“Hoo-hoo-huh…”

Boom!

A quick topspin ball flew over Akaji’s head.

A red cyclone immediately rose under his feet, and the cyclone wrapped his whole body.

The tennis ball landed on the ground and was sucked into the “red field”.

Akaji stretched out his racket and hit the ball hard.

On the opposite side, Keigo Jibu’s expression was calm, and the king’s aura was undoubtedly displayed.

He gulped and looked at the incoming ball.

“Drink!!”

Bang!

The sound of the shot sounded again, and the ball soon fell into Akaji’s racket.

The tennis ball flew between the two, and there was a continuous sound of batting.

There was a burst of laughter from the side of the court.

“Aha, I didn’t expect that there are still people practicing here so late.”

The two stopped hitting the ball and looked towards the source of the sound at the same time.

It turned out to be a couple of pretentious high school students.

The one who took the lead was named Suzuki, who was strong and very large.

Carrying a tennis ball bag, he stood in the stands and looked down condescendingly at Jibe and Akaji on the court.

“As the saying goes, diligence can make up for weakness.” Another high school student said with a smile on his face.