Net King: God-level Talent

"Coach Mifune, will you teach me some tricks this time?" Feng Xiu said with a smile.

When Mifune heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows.

"Old man, there's nothing to teach you anymore!"

“... Stingy!"

Listening to Feng Xiu's complaints, Mifune's old face twitched, and he snorted coldly: "You will practice alone here for a night, and return to the training camp tomorrow morning, the first army has already returned!"

"An army?"

Feng Xiu's expression trembled.

Indeed, he waited for the return of an army.

It's been a long time coming.

Because, he learned from the mouth of Mifune.

After the return of the first army, after a week's rest, it was going on an expedition overseas.

If he wants to follow an army on an expedition, he must seize this opportunity!

"The old man is going to teach those wastes a lesson!

"I'm going to catch you with ten balls!"

Sanfune snorted without replying: "Ten balls, let's wait until you step into the third grade, your body is not fully developed, and, try to lose weight..."

“...."

Woo Lala!

Kaede Shu tossed eight tennis balls.

His feet were like the wind, and his figure swayed and moved rapidly.

A stout right arm, slashing through the air.

"Bang bang bang!"

He hit all the tennis balls under the mountain.

"I've heard of multiple balls being played in a row, and I've heard of multiple balls being played in a row. It's just that the ability to play more than one ball, another day like an old bastard to ask for advice!"

Playing eight balls in a row, for Feng Xiu, it is not an exaggeration to call it an "appetizer".

....

At the end of November, the cold wind was biting.

Several staff members are sweeping up the yellowed dead leaves on the training camp path.

Bootcamp, inside the coach's office.

"Irie-kun, Ghost Monarch, what's the matter with the two of you? Obviously, the training camp is about to change! The players who are lurking have already pointed their minions at the first army, the juniors who are about to leave. "

Kurobe's expression was very puzzled.

He didn't understand what Irie and the ghost were thinking in their hearts.

Isn't joining the training camp just to conquer the world?

"I have someone I want to cultivate!" said Irie Kanta lightly.

"That Tokugawa?"

Irie nodded.

"Have you asked Byodoin-kun, and he's our No.1 now!" asked Saito softly.

Ghost Jujiro looked indifferent and said, "NO.1 will change, just like I'm no longer NO.1!"

Tokugawa had already made a promise to both of them.

You have to beat Kaede-hide, and you have to get Japan's NO.1

Therefore, Irie, the ghost, chose not to enlist, but to stay in the training camp and cultivate Tokugawa.

Tokugawa has this potential.

........

On the training camp court.

"Azhe"

I saw a tennis ball, with a violent aura, exuding a ferocious intent, and hit straight towards Yuan Tetsuya's lower abdomen.

At this moment, no one expected.

After a few words of verbal argument, this player from the first army dared to shoot directly.

"Get out of the way!"

Mitsuya reminded.

Yuan Zhe also wanted to dodge, but it was already night.

Yuan Zhe was also directly hit in the lower abdomen by a tennis ball, and the whole person flew out upside down.

"Ah Zhe, Yuan Zhe!"

As a friend of Yuan Zheya, Ping Shanzhi was very worried and immediately helped Yuan Zhe up.

Yuan Zheye's face was painful, gritted his teeth, and said, "Who are you?"

"Damn, this Tono is so bold that he actually attacked Ah Zhe!" Ping Shanzhi clenched his fists.

Rumble!

Another goal.

"Penal punishment, seppuku!"

"There's no one in the eyes?..."

At this moment, a figure appeared in an instant, and the racket was raised, holding the violent killing ball.

The racket shook, and the tennis ball swooped off the ground beside it.

"Kaede-su!"

As soon as Feng Xiu came down the mountain and returned to the training camp, he saw someone bullying his predecessor Yuan Zhe, his expression was cold, and his eyes exuded a refreshing cold light.

"Yo Yo .. It's a new face again, it seems like he's still a fat man!"

The voice was feminine and sharp, like a shemale, with a hint of femininity.

I saw that the person who came was slender, with a height of 1.8 meters, and long purple hair, but he looked like a wicked person, and his eyes were cold.

Atsukyo Tono.

"Kaede-hide, he's a first-army player who just came back, Atsukyo Tono!" Heizenyuki gritted his teeth.

Atsukyo Tono, in this training camp can be described as notorious.

The two were high school students and had a fight when they were in middle school.

It was a little better at that time.

But for some reason, after coming to the training camp, the style of the ball became very brutal and cruel.

"First Army player?" Kaede raised an eyebrow.

"I've heard that the First Army goes overseas and bullies the field players as soon as they come back. Could it be that he was beaten up by the Westerners outside, went back to the training camp, and bullied his own players?"

At this point, Feng Xiu's voice was very high.

"You bastard!"

Fengxiu's words entered Tono's ears without reservation.

This time, an expedition to the landlocked countries of Greater Europe!

They only won one!

It's still a game won by Shuji Tanejima.

Kaede Xiu's ridicule spoke of Tono's stinging heart.

"Damn, you're new?"

Tono's eyes sank, and he asked in a cold voice.

This condescending tone made Feng Xiu frown slightly.

His current mentality is already very good.

If it had been a month ago, he might have pulled out his tennis ball and attacked Tono.

"You haven't seen it, so it's naturally new!"

"Oh, the middle school student!!" Tono said in a disdainful tone, with a smile, "It's really bold to dare to disturb my execution." "

He is now a close associate of Byodoin.

Some high school students who violate the rules in training camp, or players who don't like what he likes, will shoot directly.

Especially newcomers.

Show a certain ruthless method, let them see the name of the executioner.

"Senior Yuan Zhe, let's step aside. I'll take care of this!"

If it were someone else, Kaede Xiu would definitely stand by and watch.

Although Hara Tetsu was not injured, he also suffered a violent blow from Tono.

He must take care of this matter.

"Feng Xiu, this guy's style of play is particularly brutal, it's better not to fight!" Mitsuya Yajiu shook his head, his eyes flashing with a hint of solemnity.

His data tennis is also helpless against Tono's punishment. _

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