[Net King] Wang Lihai

"If it hurts, you have to say it..."

Qieyuan trembled suddenly, why did he feel that Bei Yuan was getting more and more perverted, how did he say this sentence with a pure and innocent face? !Kirihara recalled it seriously, recently he has been very good, he has not lost his way, kicked out of the gym, and he is rarely late!Senior Liu even praised him!The deputy minister has rarely punished him recently!Kirihara thought he was secretly looking at Senior Nioh who was not far away, most of the training in the North Park was spent with Senior Nioh and Minister Yukimura...Minister?How can it be!The minister is so kind, gentle and beautiful!These must have been taught by Senior Nioh!Kirihara affirmed a wave of his inner thoughts, only someone as bad-hearted as Nioh-senpai would teach Beiyuan badly!Thinking of this, Kirihara once again glared at Nioh secretly.

Niwang almost laughed angrily.

Kirihara's small moves may not have been clearly seen by those who followed the game, but Nioh, who is mentally sensitive and extremely sensitive, has noticed it since the first time Kirihara saw him... Especially Kirihara's cover-up movements are so bad.King Ren resisted the idea of ​​slapping the senior student Haitao.

Hmph, hold back, don't have the same knowledge as Kirihara.

It's already stupid enough, what if it becomes even more stupid?

King Ni realized that he had to contribute to the establishment of the seventeen consecutive championships in the east of the customs and the four consecutive championships in the country, and he could not break people.

It's just that compared to the relaxed and happy mood of the middle school students, the mood of the high school students is a bit complicated.

As the only high school students who have a clear understanding of the strength of junior high school students, Tenjin and Heiri have only one thought about the scene in front of them——as expected of a school, they should not be underestimated.

Probably only Yukimura, who was in the very center of the audience, could still be critical of the scene in front of him.As Li Hai's minister, even Liu, the military adviser who has mastered most of the information, is not as clear about the strength of the members as he is.Yukimura looked at the small round in front of him, but automatically and spontaneously organized a perfect trajectory.

He feels that there is still much room for improvement in the North Park.

Yukimura never mentioned such things to others.There was such a thing a long time ago, but now... I don’t know if it’s because he has passed the hurdle of the three-peat championship, and he has a deeper understanding of tennis games. wait.This is happening more and more.Moreover, these were not made with his own strength.For example, the simple "comparison" between Kita Park and Sasabbe in front of him, if Yukimura played, the angle and trajectory of the ball played by Kita Park would be different.Because in his opinion, the yellow-haired high school student in front of him is full of blind spots, so obvious that he doesn't need to use anything, as long as he simply fights, he can directly kneel down in this match.

But Beiyuan was different, and the trajectory he saw was based on the trajectory formed by Beiyuan's current strength.

Yukimura gave up after thinking about it for two seconds. Perhaps this is just an absolute forecast similar to "the limit of talent", but what he manifested is different.It's not that Yukimura didn't think about it, but this kind of skill, which can't even be called ability, is very picky about when it appears. Sometimes it will appear throughout the game, sometimes it won't happen at all, sometimes it's the opponent, Sometimes it's me.The uncertainty is too high, Yukimura dare not try easily.

And within a few minutes of Yukimura's distraction, the result of this match, which is not even considered a match, has come out.After Beiyuan said that sentence, he served a high-speed serve. The moment the tennis ball hit the ground, it suddenly increased its spin. Sasaki, who had miscalculated, was directly hit in the abdomen by the tennis ball, and took a few steps back. Only then did he stabilize his figure.

Then, all the people present could clearly see the expression of guilt, sadness and maybe a bit of embarrassment on Beiyuan's face. He held the racket horizontally in front of himself, and then bowed a 90 that couldn't be more standard. ° bowed, "I'm very sorry! I... I didn't do it on purpose!" The soft and waxy voice couldn't even hide the already choked crying.

Sasabbe fell into a passive state because of Beiyuan's actions.Zuo Zuobu, who stabilized his body, rubbed his abdomen nervously... There was a dull pain, and he didn't know if he had hurt his ribs.If it wasn't for the pain in his abdomen reminding him of everything just now, seeing the scene in front of him and hearing the words just now, even he himself would suspect that he bullied the little curly-haired man.

terrible!

This is no longer a tennis competition!It was a drama directed and acted by the actor in front of him!

All the junior high school students who were not familiar with the little man in front of them all looked in the direction of Li Hai's group of people, but the vaguely probing and skeptical gazes just now had completely disappeared, replaced by deep fear and a sense of disbelief. I don't know the reason and I'm afraid.Even they can easily defeat the high school student in front of him, but it is difficult for them to attack both physically and psychologically, not to mention, the high school student in front of him may have a psychological shadow on this little man ...

Because of the limited time, they just had a small exchange of ideas.When Zuo Zuo was leaving the stage, the little man on the opposite side asked worriedly, "Hey, is it still hurting, senior? How about...go to the infirmary?"

Zuo Zuo blushed, with a look of dismay, get out! !

When Beiyuan returned to Lihai's side, none of the high school students dared to underestimate the junior high school students.Even the shortest and thinnest boy can push back Sasaki, who is one size bigger than him... let alone other people?Junior high school students don't have the big brains and far-reaching imagination like the high school students, at most they just lament that they are born in Lihai University.

They are already very calm, and always feel that no matter how weird things are linked to Li Haida, they are not worth being surprised.

"Too slack!" Sanada had a straight face, and almost couldn't help opening his mouth when Beiyuan retreated to their position.This kind of behavior is simply superfluous!

"Yes! Vice Minister!" Beiyuan's eyes were still filled with mist, but he still responded habitually the moment he heard Sanada's words.

At that moment, Sanada felt that many people were staring at him.There are many people in the world who control their appearance, and judging people by their appearance is nothing more than that, and Beiyuan is precisely the one who has a great advantage in appearance.

Sasabe is on the No. 12 court, and among the high school students standing here, they can only be regarded as one of the foundations of the pyramid.Matsudaira thought he was different from Sasabbe. Even though the No. 11 court was only one size higher, it still passed many people.Song Ping has long been optimistic about his opponent, that is, the little junior high school student who came last. The poor high school student once again paid the price for his judging others by their appearance.

Immediately behind, Shiraishi, Ishida, and Chitose from Shitenbaoji, Marui, Sanada from Likai, and Atobe from Hyotei couldn't help but show off a few goals.All the high school students in the audience, only because Tianshen and Heli, who were inspecting at the beginning, received the two tennis balls from the little angel Feng, the rest-the whole army was wiped out.

The equipment and facilities in the conference building are comprehensive, and Saito prefers to overlook the stadium in front of the glass window rather than watching the monitor.

"It looks like those junior high school students are pretty good!" Saito said with a half-smile, putting his hands in his pockets and watching the performance of the junior high school students with interest.

He likes such arrogant young people the most... Only in this way, when they are given a painful blow, it will be more interesting to watch them feel so sad that they are almost about to collapse!After all, only those with strong spirits are qualified to compete with the world~

On the contrary, coach Tuozhi is doing push-ups directly on the ground. As a physical fitness coach, he always fulfills his responsibilities as a physical fitness coach, not only in terms of training others, but also in his own training. Never slack off, "This level alone is not enough to judge!"

After all, these booing high school students are not the top talents in this training camp, not even the mainstay.

"Shouldn't you be able to bear it soon?" Kurobe was sitting at the table with a cup of black tea in one hand and his chin in the other, watching the farce on the court downstairs, and didn't care about it at all.

"Ghost?" Saito sat on the desk and picked up another cup of black tea.

On the court, the three figures moved from far to near.

"It's so ugly!!!" The slightly rough voice was like thunder on the ground, and the ghost attracted everyone's attention as soon as the ghost made a sound.

Long dark red hair combed back, overly mature face, looks more like a coach or teacher than a student.Kirihara compared it with the Kurobe coach who had just informed them, and turned to Kurobe coach for a second.Even the big red-haired man in front of him was wearing the sportswear representing the players.

"It's too superficial to compete without first measuring the opponent's strength!" The curly-haired baby-faced young man wearing round-frame glasses, with a smile on his mouth, almost made people feel good at first sight. Just looking at the style of painting, I feel that he is different from the two people around him.

Especially with the ghost standing beside him, the contrast is even more obvious.Ghost frowned, his eyebrows almost stood up, and he looked even more terrifying, "Those who didn't get the ball, get out!"

"Stop embarrassing yourself in this place!"

The sweat on Zuo Zuo's forehead became denser. He seemed to want to refute, and he stammered twice, "Boss...boss..." But after meeting the ghost's eyes, he only struggled for a while. In seconds, he quickly left with a group of high school students who had just pestered the junior high school students.

The obedient performance of the high school students made the nerves of the junior high school students tense up.They are not fools. The three people in front of them are definitely not simple characters. They just fought so many games with high school students, but they didn't scare the high school students away. The three people in front of them just said a few words. We spontaneously went to the dormitory to pack our luggage.

"I'm sorry, but it's actually forbidden to compete privately here!" It wasn't until they got closer that the middle school student realized that the completely different auras of the three people in front of him became more obvious, contradictory yet harmonious.

Irie didn't know if he had good intentions or had other purposes?In a rare way, he explained the rules and survival rules here to the junior high school freshmen who just entered the training camp, "The training camp of the U17 representative team is sorted according to their strength, and the players are assigned to courts from No. 1 to No. 16. That is to say , the higher the disparity in the stadium number, the stronger the strength. In the training camp, the coach will announce every day before practice... the list of several groups of "shuffling battles". Only those who win the game can advance. In other words, the Pulling the opponent down is the rule of survival here."

Irie immediately saw Yukimura who was introduced to him by Tanejima a year ago. Compared with the last time we met, the boy's fleshy cheeks had faded. Although he was still handsome, he was also a bit tougher.Irie blinked happily in the direction of Yukimura, "I am Irie from Court No. 3! Please take care of me."

Yukimura lowered his head slightly, "Long time no see, Irie-senpai."

Everyone clearly noticed that the corners of the mouth of the kind-hearted senior high school student in front of him were slightly curved.

Happy to be capitalized, clearly and plainly.