The Son of God is the Judge

The list of the bottom ten who challenged the first army caused an uproar among the junior high school students.

Atobe glanced at the list for the last time, snorted, forced himself to calm down his emotions, and threw himself into today's training with the racket in hand.

Atobe admits that his strength is indeed not as good as Yukimura, but he does not think that his strength will be worse than the high school students on the list.In fact, nearly half of the high school students on the list are his underdogs.

Under such circumstances, the coaching staff obviously made such a list on purpose.This point, Atobe is still easy to figure out.Although he doesn't know the purpose of the coaching staff to make such a list, but if one day his strength is as strong as Yukimura, so strong that the coaches can't ignore it, at that time, no matter what purpose the coaching staff has, he will Be the first to be considered?

Atobe cannot guarantee this [-] percent, but he will do his best to achieve what he wants to accomplish in his final year of tennis.

At this time, Yukimura, who was being missed by Atobe, after reading the list, his first reaction was to see his teammates.

Yukimura heard what Yagyu said just now, and also saw the backs of several teammates in black coats leaving.

He knows his teammates, they are definitely not people who sit still.And Liu Sheng's ability to say such words is enough to prove that they actually have another means and method to achieve their goals.

"It seems that there is a good show." Yukimura rubbed his chin and muttered to himself, "I have to finish the game quickly." Yukimura's intuition told him that his teammates must be planning something, and this must be It's an interesting thing.

He didn't want to miss it.

Yukimura adjusted his shooting line, put on his coat and walked towards his destination, the 17th place of the U11 team, the unbreakable Iron Man senior, let me see how strong you are.

When Yukimura and the loser group were thinking about the bottom ten players of the first army, the twenty first army players who took the bus from the airport back to the training camp were also thinking about them.

Although whether this "concern" is good intentions or malicious is still open to question.

"I don't know if their strength has improved," Tono smiled viciously, "If they can't even beat the first and last ten, then don't even mention competing for the World Cup team?"

Daqu Ryuji leaned against the car window with a sleepy expression, "They are doing scientific training every day, maybe some of us will fall."

It's not a good topic.

Of course, there is no need to worry about such problems in the top ten of the first army. Although they are all in the first army, there is still a gap in strength between the top ten and the bottom ten. those few.

But a few people in the last ten of the first army felt a little nervous about this topic.After entering the first army, no one wants to fall again, especially when there are fewer representative team places for them to compete for after this year's World Cup reform.

Sitting in the back row, Byodoin Phoenix raised his eyelids. His mental strength allowed him to sense the emotions of everyone in the car. Tension, indifference, and anticipation, the emotions of twenty people merged together, making the Byodoin is a little bored.

He snorted.

The interior of the carriage became silent instantly because of the cold snort. Although I don't know why Byodoin's mood suddenly changed, no one would want to touch his bad luck at this time.

It wasn't until the bus drove into the training camp that NO.3 Watanabe touched his head and smiled to ease the atmosphere.

"It seems to be very quiet today, no one came to welcome us."

Kimishima Yuto adjusted his glasses, "I will discuss this matter with the coaching staff later."

Tono, who was sitting next to him, made a cut, "Could it be that those from the Second Army ran away in fear?" There was undisguised contempt and sneer in his tone.

The bus stopped steadily at the door, sat in the last row of Byodoin Temple and got up, and ordered condescendingly: "No.11-No.20, go play with them," the blond NO.1 raised the corners of his lips, warning The meaning came out naturally, "Don't make us wait too long."

The rear ten of the first army shivered and responded in unison.

"Yes!"

Who will be his opponent?Bupo Iron Man was walking with his racket on his shoulders, thinking, entering the river?ghost?Or that Tokugawa guy?It doesn't matter who it is, it's the right thing to finish the game and gather. He doesn't want to be the last one to return to the team in embarrassment.

Such thoughts vanished after Bupo Ironman saw Yukimura on the field, "A junior high school student?" He raised his eyebrows, "The U17 training camp is not the place for you."

Yukimura smiled slightly, and the coat on his shoulders was windless: "Stop talking nonsense, senior, let's get started."

Being deprived of the initiative to talk made Bupo Iron Man's mood turn sour, he snorted, and untied a bandage from his arm to tie it over his eye.

"Let me go," the high school student with the serial number 11 pinned to his collar turned the racket in his hand, "It's boring to lose too quickly."

Yukimura turned around and walked to the bottom line. He didn't comment on the senior's overconfidence, nor did he remind him that the person standing opposite him was not an ordinary junior high school student.

People always have to pay the price for their underestimation of the enemy, but the players of Lihai University never underestimate the enemy.

Yukimura closed his eyes, and the majestic mental power spread out on this not-so-big court.

"Are you ready to sleep forever in your dream, senior?"

Blindfolded, Bupo Iron Man, whose other senses were more acute, frowned at this too strong mental power.Before he could figure out why, Yukimura deprived him of his five senses, and immediately fell into the "dream" that Yukimura had woven long ago.

Yukimura adjusted his headband, lowered his center of gravity, and hit the ball one after another.

He has no intention of handing over the victory of this game.

Boom, boom, boom.

The last tennis ball hit the ground, and Yukimura withdrew the mental power surrounding Bupo Ironman.

"The game is over, senior," Yukimura frowned, and stretched out his hand to Fupo who was kneeling on the ground, "I will accept the badge of No. 11."

Bupo Tieren looked up in disbelief, "Are you really a middle school student? You, what's your name?!"

"Yukimura Seiichi, a third-year affiliated student at Rikai University."

Leaving the unbreakable iron man who doubted his life in place, Yukimura pushed open the door of the stadium, listened to the sound of hitting the ball from all directions, and after slightly discerning the mental strength of his teammates, he walked in one direction.

If I'm not mistaken, that direction should be Yagyu, and the other court next to it is Yagyu.

Yukimura originally planned to watch Yagyu's game first. After all, Liu didn't need him to worry too much, and Yagyu, who is used to keeping everything in his heart, is the person he should pay more attention to now.

However, after seeing Nioh outside the court, Yukimura changed his mind.Problems between partners should be resolved by the partners themselves.

Yukimura thought happily, and then pushed open the gate of the venue where Liu was.

"Jingshi?" Liu, who had just helped up the defeated senior, was a little surprised, "I remember you had a competition—"

The rest of the words vanished after Yanagi saw the badge on Yukimura's collar.The shining metal badge on Yukimura's neckline proves that his minister defeated No.11 of the First Army in a short time.

There was a little smile on Liu's face, "I guess it's still 6-0?"

Other than that there will be no other results.

Compared with Liu who accepted this fact in a short time, the mood of other people in the arena was much more complicated.Especially the high school student who lost to Mitsuya Akuto, he has fallen into deep self-doubt.The junior high school student defeated NO.11, but he, who was three grades higher than the junior high school student, lost to NO.17?

"Hurry up, Renji." Yukimura sat on the sidelines with a smile on his face, "Yagyu is teaming up with others to play doubles in the next court, and Nioh is watching."

"You always know how to motivate me." Liu said, standing opposite Sanjin Valley, "Brother Yajiudou, let's start."

Mitsuya looked at Liu with a smile, "The opponent assigned to me in the training camp is not you, Renji." The original opponent was defeated by him just now.

Pointing to the black jacket on his body, Liu said calmly, "I remember that the hidden rule in the training camp is that you can't refuse games from black jackets, right?"

After hearing this, Yukimura, who was sitting on the sidelines, finally understood what his teammates were planning.I have to say that Yukimura regretted for a moment that he hadn't been able to go to the back mountain. He also wanted to use this coat to challenge the seniors of Byodoin Temple.

Mitsuya pushed his glasses, "So, Lianji is ready?"

With this sentence as the beginning, the game of data tennis against data tennis kicked off.

Before the Kanto Tournament, Yukimura was very curious about what the game between data tennis players looked like, but after watching the match between Liu and Gan, Yukimura dispelled his curiosity with some disappointment.Liu He, who had found his own way, was still stuck in the past, and there was no suspense in that game.

It was the match between Yanagi and Mitsuya-senpai that made Yukimura understand what the game of data tennis players looks like.It is not pure data calculation, but includes guidance and anti-guidance. The data spreads out a net, enveloping the two people on the court.There are not too many fancy tricks, and under the calm surface is the undercurrent of data.

Mitsuya originally thought that he would be the winner, but it turned out that his junior had grown much faster than he expected.

This rendered some of the data he collected completely useless.

"You've grown up, Renji." Mitsuya said softly, he reached out and took off the metal badge on his collar and put it in Liu's hand, "Go and conquer the world."

Liu held the badge in his hand, the cool texture of the metal and the edges and corners touched by his palm reminded him that he had defeated the mountain that was once insurmountable.

"I will, brother Yajiudou."

He is not sure where his future will go, but in any case, he will not stop here, and Liu Lian Er will keep going until the established end point arrives.