Prince of Tennis: It's my system. My victory depends entirely on the host.

I wonder if the Japanese U17 coach has awakened the same bad-handed attribute as Atobe Keigo. In the exhibition match, the world's strongest team, Germany, and Japan were drawn for the exhibition match spot.

On the day when the match schedule was released, the coaching staff of the U17 training camp in the conference room had heavy expressions on their faces and picked up the German team's information and flipped through it.

"Hey Kurobe, let me draw the lots next time. You're too shabby. You made such a big deal right at the start. Won't those middle school students be stunned?"

Tuozhi Longji supported himself on the ground with two fingers and complained to his colleagues who were sighing while doing push-ups.

Kurobe Yukio was already feeling a little upset, and after hearing his colleague's sarcasm, he calmly put four sugar cubes into Takushi Ryuji's coffee cup.

This colleague of his hates putting sugar in coffee because he says his hands are dirty.

Although his hands are dirty, they are not as dirty as that of the head coach. Coach Mifune is obviously the darkest one!

Not knowing that sugar cubes were put into his coffee, Takushi Ryuji picked up the coffee and took a big sip. Then he was so disgusted by the strange coffee taste in his mouth that he burped immediately.

"what is this?"

Takushi Ryuji held his stomach weakly. The strange smell of coffee just now almost sent him away.

Kurobe Yukifu picked up the documents on the table, his face very calm, "I just added sugar cubes to the coffee."

Takushi Ryuji looked at Kurobe Yukio with horror. How could he say such horrible words with such a calm expression?

When did he offend this guy? Takushi Ryuji's head suddenly froze. Did he say something bad about him in front of this guy?

Takushi Ryuji could clearly feel Kurobe's cold glare and Saito's teasing gaze, and the emotions that were about to explode suddenly wilted. Forget it, he couldn't beat these two!

"Crash", the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and Coach Mifune walked into the room with fourteen junior high school students and Yijun.

"Please sit down!" Mifune Nyudo said as he sat down at the main seat, unscrewed the cap of the wine flask and took a big gulp. He wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth with his arm. Coach Mifune asked the people who were standing or sitting.

"Do you know who our opponent is in this exhibition match?"

Hearing this, Yukimura Seiichi slightly raised the corners of his mouth, with a gentle and polite expression of a perfect nobleman on his face.

"I heard from Renji that it's the German team, so what? The coaches seem to be worried about us."

Yukimura Seiichi spoke in a calm tone, and his calm appearance made Kurobe Yukio think that they didn't know how powerful the German team was.

Just as he was about to explain the German team's glorious past, Marui Bunta suddenly interrupted.

"No matter how impressive the German team's previous record was, I believe that this time the champion will be Japan!"

Yukio Kurobe was stunned by the determined expression of Marui Bunta. Will the champion be Japan?

Although the coaches at the training camp have been eager for the players to bring back a U17 championship trophy for Japan, given Japan's current lagging performance?

That is simply impossible, but Kurobe does not want to undermine the confidence of these players. It would be suicidal to shake their morale before the game.

Moreover, he was suppressing his desire for the championship in his heart, which made him unable to refute Marui's words.

Marui Bunta naturally did not miss Coach Kurobe's hesitation, but he was not prepared to tell the coach that Japan would definitely win the championship this time.

Despite the difficulties in the previous life, these Japanese players were able to bring back a championship trophy for their motherland, not to mention the regular players of Rikkai University who were carefully trained by him in this life.

The difficulty is not winning a trophy, but maintaining a championship winning streak!

Byodoin Phoenix was quite contemptuous of these timid coaches. They didn't even have the courage to face the former championship team, and yet they still wanted to lead them to win the championship?

It would be better to have a good sleep!

Mifune Nyudo seemed to be drinking, but he was actually silently observing the expressions of the contestants.

As a result, he was depressed to find that all the players who were going to the battlefield were in high spirits to play against the championship team, while the coaches all had a slightly worried look on their faces.

This is really unbelievable. They are not as good as those brats. Have these three grown old in vain?

"Okay, what do you guys think of this exhibition match?"

Too lazy to adjust the mood of his men, Mifune Nyudo asked directly to Byodoin Phoenix and Yukimura Seiichi.

Yukimura Seiichi casually flipped through the information about the German team on the table. After a long silence, he suddenly looked up and made eye contact with Byodoin.

The two of them inadvertently revealed a look of arrogance that looked down on the world, and said in unison: "Beat them!"

Such a domineering declaration made the conference room fall into silence in an instant, as if one could hear the sound of a pin drop.

"Ah, as expected of the president of the King's School, you seem to be very courageous. But I also agree with this suggestion!"

Atobe Keigo tapped the table lightly, "tap, tap". The sound seemed to knock on the hearts of everyone in the conference room, and they were brought back to their senses by Atobe's actions.

Yes, so what if the other team is the champion? They are not afraid of playing against the champion. If they can beat the champion team in the exhibition match, then the Japanese team will have a greater chance of winning in the end, right?

"Then we will have to arrange the roster for this match ourselves. You rubbish coaches can't come up with any good tactics anyway."

Facing the overbearing Phoenix of Byodoin, Kurobe Yukifu covered his forehead with a headache and let them make their own arrangements...

"Just let them do it! It's just an exhibition match anyway."

Coach Mifune was speechless about the dithering Kurobe. It wasn't a formal competition, so just let these brats play however they wanted. Maybe they could get an unexpected result.

Kurobe Yukio gave a bitter smile and thought to himself, Head Coach, just follow the lead of these scoundrels!

If we don't control them, they can even overturn the tennis court!

"Then just sign up for this exhibition match. Let me make it clear that if he loses, we will consider arranging a match for him in the U17 official match later."

Yukimura Seiichi gave everyone a gentle smile with an innocent look on his face, and beautiful white lilies were blooming behind him.

Ah, there is murderous intent! The regular players of Rikkai University stopped their pretentious steps and silently took a half step back. It seemed that their idea of ​​playing a show in the exhibition match would not work.

But there were still two people who were not afraid of death, such as Bunta Marui and Masaharu Niou, who signed up to participate despite the smiling eyes of their own ministers.

"We will win."

The two men, who had long wanted to make a big scene in the world competition, discussed privately how to increase the prestige of their own minister and give the contestants from other countries a little shock at the same time.

The people from Rikkai University are the best at snatching championships from others. This exhibition match is the stepping stone for Rikkai University to embark on the journey of world competition!

Regarding his teammates' desire to cause trouble, Yukimura Seiichi was helpless but could only indulge them.

After writing the two names on the list, Yukimura Seiichi waved his hand and drove them away. Didn’t he see that there was a large group of people behind them who wanted to sign up for the competition?

Hearing that the first opponent was the German team, almost all the selected junior high school students signed up to participate in this exhibition match.

The opponent is the German team that has won nine consecutive championships. If they win, it will be a win. They are not afraid at all.

The boys' brave and fearless attitude infected the high school team. Since it was the last class anyway, why not give it a try?

So many high school students raised their hands to signal to Byodoin that they wanted to participate.

The players were too enthusiastic, making it difficult for the two team leaders to select players. In the end, Rikkai University once again contributed their usual drawing boxes, and Yukimura and Byodoin decided the roster for the exhibition match in this way.

Finally, Coach Mifune, who got the game roster, cursed angrily, "What nonsense!", then suddenly a big smile broke out on his face and he pushed the door open and walked out.

Never mind, it’s just an exhibition match, let those brats play if they want to.

Kurobe and Saito looked at Coach Mifune's departing back and realized that his bulky figure actually revealed a hint of lightness.

Could it be that the roster arranged by Byodoin satisfied the coach? After Kurobe Yukio picked up the competition roster, the expression on his face broke into pieces and he could no longer pick it up.