cotton candy boy playing tennis

Seeing Echizen's return, the other people in Qingxue happily gathered around to say hello, and the junior high school students also looked at the little prince with goodwill as usual.

The high school students felt that they were ignored, but they were extremely angry.

"Hey——junior high school kids!" A blond man who looked like the leader yelled to interrupt the junior high school students' reminiscence, and then he came out and pointed to Xiang Ri who had snatched a pile of hills: "No One person grabs so many balls!"

"I'm talking about Yushi, the coach said just now, those who don't grab the ball will disappear immediately, right?" Xiang Ri looked at Ninzuzu beside him without fear, and said gloatingly.

Seeing the fierce stares of the high school students, Renzu held his forehead with a headache and said, "Yue Ren, can't you keep your voice down!"

Kirihara's face was full of arrogance, with the arrogance of a dude backed by someone: "Wow, quack, quack, what a pity! Hurry up and pack up and go home!"

The jackal was so shocked by Kirihara's strange laughter that he shed a drop of cold sweat, and Liu also looked at Kirihara who had completely let himself go.

And the statistical results in the coaching room have also come out, "Coach Kurobe, among a total of 50 players including 296 junior high school students, nearly half of the players did not grab the ball. And... those... are all high school students." born……"

Coach Kurobe didn't show any surprise after hearing the report. He looked at the crowd on the screen, focused on the positions of the junior high school students, and thought about something in his mind. Then he turned on the microphone and announced, "I didn't get the ball." Please follow the instructions of the head coach and disappear immediately! The announcement is over—"

The high school students who didn't catch the ball panicked, "The coach said so... if this is the case, all the players after Court No. 9 will be eliminated!"

The sideline coach signaled to the high school students who grabbed the ball: "Okay, keep practicing!"

Sasabbe, a high school student who just started, was not reconciled, "Hey, hey...is it possible to let these little devils replace us? Don't think about it!"

He still didn't want to be eliminated so inexplicably, "Let's compete, let's use tennis to decide the outcome!"

The other high school students who didn't get the ball also started to join in.

"Well said! Well said! You are just lucky!"

"Don't argue about how to convince others! You are right, Sasabe!"

"Anyone can do it. Do you have the guts to bet on the ball you snatched, and fight me one-on-one?"

"Hahaha!"

……

Zuo Zuobu saw that the junior high school student didn't speak, so he pointed at Gan and continued to provoke: "I said, do you dare to wear glasses over there?"

Tezuka: "Huh?"

Mushou took a step forward, "Tezuka, wait. That person is naming me!"

Liu Sheng pushed his glasses, "No, Mushou-san, it's me, right?"

Not to be outdone, Ren Zu said, "What are you doing? The one wearing glasses is talking about me, okay?"

Jin Xiaochun stuck out her tongue, and said delicately: "Maybe it's me~" Then circled two fingers and put them in front of her eyes delicately, "Target locked!~"

But Qian, who was named at the beginning, silently turned his back and took off his glasses when everyone was arguing.

Black Feather Spring Breeze Dead Fish Eye from Liujiao Middle School, "...Don't pick it off, do it!"

Zuo Zuobu waved his racket and shouted: "It doesn't matter to anyone, come in for me quickly..."

"Ready-ready-ready-?" Echizen had already entered the field at some point, he was slumped on the net, with glasses from gold on his nose.

"The more, the more forward?"

"Why is it that short wax gourd again?" Zuo Zuobu let out a breath from his nose, and shouted with his hands on his hips, "You little devil, get out of the way! Be careful of getting hurt!" As he spoke, he felt that his tone was not vicious enough, and then "Bah" sounded.

"Hey, Sasabe..." A person wearing a hat among the high school students came out and said, "Leave it to me!"

The person who just came out was called Matsudaira Osama. Seeing other high school students who had no objections, the junior high school students also understood that the strength of this person who came out should be the top of this group.

After the game started, the high school students seemed to have won, "Matsudaira, the opponent is a brat, you have to be merciful!"

Songping also had a confident face, "Unfortunately, I don't know how to show mercy."

After speaking, he used his unique move [Magnon Bullet], but this move was not worth mentioning to Echizen, the little prince copied and imitated Matsudaira's dismiss in a vicious way, and played him in turn.And in the second game, he played the unique trick that Matsudaira is proud of [Magnum bomb], and finally won the game.

Ishida Gin from Sitianbao Temple only used his [Six-style Wave Ball] to knock his opponent into the air.

The high school students were terrified by Ishida's strange power, and Xiao Jin on the side jumped up and down and cheered, "Ayin's wave ball is 108!"

Then Marui was eager to try his end, his secret technique [tightrope walking] made his opponent break out in cold sweat, and finally completely lost his fighting spirit.

Then, Chitose, Pingguchang, and Liriadante Tibetan Tuzuo left the field in turn, and each used their own special skills to defeat their opponents.

In the end, Sanada came on the stage and used [Moving Like Thunder] to punch through the racket of Sasabbe who had just been invincible.

Just when the high school students were unwilling to continue provoking, three people in U-17 sportswear stepped out with an imposing manner that was several levels higher than the high school students just now.

"Fight without first measuring the opponent's strength, superficial guy!" The person who spoke was a senior with orange curly hair. He wore round glasses with metal frames, his orange eyes were big, cat-like, and the corners of his mouth hung. Smiling and looking so cute.

"It's too shameful! The guy who didn't grab the ball will disappear immediately! Don't show your eyes here!" A big man with dark red hair, a scar on his face, and a vicious and mature look shouted.

Behind the two people who spoke was a tall, dark-blue haired high school student with a stern expression.

Zuo Zuobu called out a little weakly: "Boss, boss..."

Afterwards, the high school students obediently left the stage without any objection.

Yuan Shan, who hadn't had time to compete, couldn't sit still, he jumped off the stands and tried his best to persuade him to stay, "Hey - everyone don't leave, the big brothers keep playing! Please!"

Just now, the orange-haired senior among the three couldn't help laughing when he saw the cute Xiao Jin.

He stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry! It's forbidden to play without permission here."

"The U-17 representative team's training camp is sorted according to their strength, and the players are assigned to courts from No. 1 to No. 16."

"In other words, the higher the court number, the stronger the player's strength."

"In the training camp, the coach will announce the list of several sets of shuffle battles every day before practice! Only those who win the game can advance."

"Bringing the opponent down is the rule of survival here."

After introducing the situation here, he blinked his left eye and said playfully, "I am Irie from Court No. 3! Please take care of me."

The precocious young man with red hair also introduced himself, "I am the ghost of No. 5!"

Bailan grabbed Kirihara, who was a little anxious because he didn't have time to play, and Irie watched everyone's eyes on the only person with dark blue hair who didn't speak, and introduced to everyone with a smile: "He is Tokugawa from Court No. 1. !” After speaking, the three of them left together.

"It seems that there are many monsters hidden in this U-17 training camp!" Yukimura smiled and looked at Atobe beside him, "It's really exciting, isn't it, Xiaojing?"

"Ah, that's true, I can't wait for the shuffle war that that person said!" Atobe also had a fighting spirit on his face.