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"From now on, I should be within their surveillance range, right?"

Miyashita chuckled and glanced around.

With his amazing eyesight, he could discover that there were hidden cameras in the surrounding bushes and bushes, including some walls.

There is a faint red light emitting from the camera.

Miyashita calmed down, then took out an invitation letter from the backpack in his hand, and took a photo of it at a camera in front of the gate.

Kaka.

The door made a soft sound, and then the iron door automatically opened to both sides...

……

In the training camp, in a small dark room.

"coming……"

Yukio Kurobe took a sip from a cup of coffee and glanced at the surveillance screen in front of him with an expression on his face.

In the picture, a small boy of twelve or thirteen years old, with steady eyes and a smile on his face, entered the training camp.

"The mental state seems to be good. Let's try his depth according to what coach Mifune said. After measuring his data and letting him taste failure, let coach Mifune meet him."

Saito Zhi said softly with a smile on his face.

"Well... I hope he can go far. After all, he is just a junior high school student. With such a good talent, he probably has not experienced many failures."

Kurobe nodded expressionlessly.

Compared with junior high school students, the gap is still very obvious. Although Miyashita has reached world-class level, there are still world-class players in the entire U17.

Belief, will, mental strength, including physical fitness, there is a huge difference between a junior high school student and a high school student.

This trial should give the other party a surprise and let them appreciate what real tennis is!

"It doesn't matter, no matter how badly he loses or how deep he falls, Coach Mifune can pull him out of hell."

Saito Zhi's eyes were cold and devoid of emotion.

"so be it."

Kurobe took out a walkie-talkie and spoke a few words, then sipped the coffee and waited.

In U17, only the strong can survive. Although Miyashita is very talented, if he can't adapt, he is not qualified to stay here.

I hope to give them some surprises during this trial.

……

Inside the stadium.

Wearing red and white training uniforms, high school students were shuttled across the court and were training intensely.

Suddenly the radio sounded, and many people received the news, and their expressions suddenly brightened.

"A special move again?"

"This time he is a junior high school student? Can all junior high school students enter U17?"

"I'm quite curious. Coach Kurobe actually promised that as long as he defeats the newcomer, he can raise the level by two courts!"

"This kind of good thing...can't be fake, right?"

"No! Over at Court No. 16, those two bastards Kuroki and Ono ran over in advance!"

"..."

……

"Hello, seniors, I'm here to participate in the training camp. I don't know where to report?"

Miyashita walked around for a while, and then saw two menacing figures rushing towards him.

"Register? Hahaha, I didn't expect that I was just a junior high school student! Kid, not just anyone can join our training camp. If you want to join, you must complete the test first!"

Ono said with a sneer on his face as he had a blond hair and a tall figure.

"That's right, that's right. If you can't complete the test...then go back to where you came from!"

Kuroki also nodded and snorted coldly.

"test?"

Miyashita spoke with some confusion.

"That's the one over there!"

Ono snapped his fingers and pointed in the direction of Court No. 16 in the distance.

Then he took out three cans and said, "I will place these three cans over there later. You have three chances. As long as you can knock down those three cans, you will pass!"

After speaking, Ono took out three more tennis balls and handed them to Miyashita.

Miyashita slowly took the tennis ball, and then felt his arm feel heavy.

The weight of this tennis ball is not as heavy as ordinary tennis balls, but it looks like it has been processed.

Kind of like English yard tennis.

"I'll be the referee!"

Kuroki looked at Miyashita and stood aside with a sneer.

Not only were the tennis balls spiked, but the distance between the tennis balls and the can was longer than the length of the court.

To hit a tennis ball accurately over such a long distance is definitely not something that ordinary people can do!

As long as Miyashita fails, he can be driven away easily!

……

"can."

Miyashita estimated the distance between himself and Court No. 16, and then nodded.

It's only a distance of one to two hundred meters. This distance is nothing at all. At most, the ball is heavier and the requirements on the wrist are a bit higher.

Tapping.

With a smile on his face, Ono immediately ran two hundred meters away and placed the jar.

One of them was placed in the left corner, one was placed in the right corner, and the last one was placed in the center line of the court. When they were all completed, Ono waved to Kuroki.

"Let's start! Let me see what confidence you have to be specially recruited!"

Kuroki glanced at Gongxia and continued to speak.

"Then seniors should keep an eye on it."

Miyashita laughed, then threw three tennis balls at the same time, and then swung the racket!

Snapped……!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball turned into three golden lights, slid directly through an arc, and then accurately hit three jars!

But it's not over yet.

After the tennis ball hit the drink can, it suddenly spun again, and then three of them flew into the sky at the same time, spinning backwards from the sky towards Miyashita and falling down.

Bada...

There were only a few echoes, and then Miyashita reached out and caught a few flying tennis balls with one hand.

"Is this...taken back?"

"Dazzled?!"

Kuroki and Ono stood there blankly, staring at this scene with wide eyes and shocked expressions.

"I should have passed the test, right?"

Miyashita chuckled and looked at Kuroki.

"Pass...passed."

Kuroki swallowed a mouthful of saliva and smiled.

At least he definitely couldn't do this kind of strength just now. Where did this master come from?

Really a junior high school student?

Miyashita nodded, then without saying anything, he walked directly forward along Court No. 16.

……

"Who is that guy? Can he control a one-pound tennis ball to fly back?"

Seeing Miyashita leaving, Ono returned to Kuroki with a look of shock.

"How did I know? No wonder the coach's task sounds so simple. It turns out this kid is so powerful."

Kuroki shook his head.

"He's just a junior high school student. He probably doesn't know what real tennis is yet... The first few courts should be good for him."

Xiao Ye was a little envious and said suddenly.

"Whatever, let's think about ourselves first. After all, we are all at the bottom..."

Kuroki spread his hands helplessly.