I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

Chapter 225: U17’s temporary resolution, Nanjiro’s missionary trip (1 update)

"Congratulations, Moonlight, you finally got what you wanted!"

After the awards are over.

The members of the Hyotei High School Tennis Club looked at Ochi holding the trophy, and someone smiled and said, "How about you, are you thinking of taking us to have a meal?"

"Ah."

Yue Zhi nodded slightly.

After three years, he finally achieved this goal. However, compared with when he had just entered the first year of high school, he was no longer as excited as before.

Time has settled his emotions and made him more stable at the same time.

But more importantly, the person who led Wuming Middle School to defeat Hyokui in the national competition for junior high school students, causing him to lose the national championship, did not appear.

of course.

Yue Zhi had already anticipated this.

The identity of the other party is completely different from before. With that person's status in the U17 at this time, he no longer needs to prove anything in such a game.

And Yuezhi's vision is no longer limited to the national scope.

Drop drop! ! !

At this time.

The cell phone in Yuezhi's pocket rang, he took it out and answered the call.

"Congratulations, Ochi-san."

A chuckle sounded on the other end of the phone.

"Coach Saito?"

Yue Zhi's heart moved slightly and he asked: "Thank you for your concern. May I ask if I can help you?"

"Congratulations on winning the high school national competition."

The person on the other end of the phone continued to smile and said: "In two days, the team will go to Southeast Asia to play in the points match. The head coach has told you to come back as soon as possible."

"I see."

Yuezhi said calmly: "If there is nothing else, I will hang up first."

After receiving the other party's response, Yuezhi hung up the phone.

"Let's go."

Immediately, he said to the people next to him: "Let's go to the store we often went to before."

"Forehead."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and one of them said awkwardly: "That store closed a long time ago."

"Is this so?"

Yue Zhi was also stunned for a moment.

He recalled carefully that since joining the Japanese U17, he and his former partners have rarely gotten together. It was this year, after he signed up for the national competition for high school students, that everyone got together again.

but.

Every time it returns to u17 after winning.

Think of this.

Yue Zhi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"that."

At this time, the person next to him seemed to have thought of something and changed the subject: "Just now, the two semi-finals for the junior high school students were finished."

"Oh?"

Yue Zhi couldn't help but asked curiously: "How is the situation?"

The man smiled and said: "Those brats from the junior high school defeated Lihai University Affiliated High School. Their opponent in the finals was Qingxue."

"Qingxue?"

Yue Zhi's heart moved slightly.

This team, if he remembered correctly, was a regular in the semi-finals of the metropolitan competition when he was a junior high school student.

"I didn't expect that they would be able to participate in the finals of the national competition."

Thinking of this, Yuezhi said with emotion: "It seems that the championship of this year's national competition for junior high school students will probably be won by those brats in the junior high school."

Hear the words.

Everyone also nodded with emotion.

Five years ago, they followed Ochi and led Ice King all the way to the national competition. However, no matter how hard they tried, they could not reach the top.

Five years passed in the blink of an eye.

The Ice Emperor finally broke through the shackles and entered the final stage.

"Is it because of that boy?"

The thought changed.

In Yuezhi's mind, a calm and calm young man with maturity and strength completely different from his age appeared in Yuezhi's mind.

"pity."

Yue Zhi sighed secretly: "I don't have time to witness the moment when they reach the top of the country!"

In his opinion, the gold content of the competition for junior high school students is not comparable to that of high school students.

and.

That's what he didn't do for three years!

pat.

the other side.

Japan U17 training base, in the coach's office.

The middle-aged man wearing a white coat and long black braids hung up the phone and said with a smile: "I can't believe that Mr. Oezhi has such a deep obsession with the national competition."

Saito arrived.

43 is old.

Japanese u17 mental strengthening coach.

"really."

In a dark room.

A middle-aged man wearing a military green vest and slicked back hair was supporting the ground with one hand and doing push-ups rhythmically.

Takashi Ryūji.

44 is old.

Japanese u17 physical strengthening coach.

"It's hard to imagine that a cold and arrogant person like Yue Zhi would be so serious about such an inferior competition."

Yes.

In Tuozhi's eyes, the national competition for high school students is a subpar competition. After all, he is still coaching the U17, and he faces the best opponents from all over the world.

"I heard that he had longed for the national championship when he was a junior high school student."

At the desk, a middle-aged man with brown curly hair who was processing player data said: "Originally, after two years of dormancy, the Ice Emperor led by him was the closest to winning the national competition.

But unfortunately.

He met the strongest dark polo team in the history of the junior high school national competition. "

"Oh?"

Hear the words. Saito and Takuchi both looked over curiously.

The former couldn't help but ask: "Can anyone else suppress him in a junior high school competition?"

Unknown team, super dark horse.

No matter how you look at it, this doesn't seem like an adjective that can defeat Yuezhi.

"It's a ghost classmate."

The man with brown curly hair, Yukio Kurobe, the tactical reinforcement coach of U17, did not sell out and explained to the two of them: "At that time, he refused invitations from teams all over the country and led an unknown team to sweep the National competition!”

"Ghost classmate?"

Saito and Takuchi looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed: "If it was him, it would make sense."

"What's interesting is that in this year's national competition for junior high school students, Hyokui has advanced to the semi-finals. Today, it seems that he is competing with last year's defending champion, the High School Affiliated to Lihai University, to qualify for the finals."

"Ok?"

Hearing Kurobe's words, Saito frowned slightly: "How do you have time to care about the competition of junior high school students? Oh, yes, the rules of this year's U17 World Cup have been changed!"

Halfway through the words, Saito reacted immediately.

This year is different than usual.

According to the resolution of the World Tennis Association, at least three junior high school students must be arranged for each game of the U17 World Cup, including warm-up matches.

Otherwise, it will be considered as direct elimination.

In this case, even if they are responsible for high school students, they must pay attention to the results of the junior high school student league.

"I have an idea."

At this time, Saito seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said: "Instead of studying a series of cold data, it is better to observe the competition of those junior high school students."

"Okay."

After Kurobe thought for a moment, he nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you to make a trip."

"no problem."

Saito grinned.

After staying in this boring training base all day, he had long wanted to go out for some fun.

Subsequently.

The three of them chatted about today's work again, and the room soon fell into silence again.

Tokyo, Arena Stadium.

Officials officially informed that due to the broken stadium, the final was postponed for 3 days.

Because the afternoon games were cancelled, players from each school and passersby left the venue one after another.

The Ice Emperor and his party left early in the morning on the bus.

PARKING LOT.

Everyone from Qingxue who was confirmed to have advanced to the finals was preparing to get in the car and leave.

call!

At this time.

A yellow taxi drove over and stopped right next to the crowd. Then, under everyone's puzzled gazes, the car window slowly rolled down.

"That person is."

The Qingxue team members frowned when they saw the slovenly middle-aged man in black monk's robe sitting in the back row.

But their coach Ryuzaki smiled and said: "Long time no see, Nanjiro."

Nanjiro? !

Swish!

Everyone was stunned at first, and then their hearts trembled suddenly.

Legendary tennis player, samurai Echizen Nanjiro!

No one present knew the identity of the person in front of them. It can be said that they have heard the legend of this person since they started practicing tennis.

But no one expected it.

They actually came into contact with this tennis legend so closely!

"Old lady, congratulations on reaching the finals."

Nanjiro said, smiling and saying to the others: "In addition, brothers, thank you for taking care of this silly boy of mine. Ryoma, get in the car quickly."

"Forehead"

The corner of Echizen's mouth twitched, and he pressed the brim of his hat unnaturally. Then, he reluctantly got into the car.

"Goodbye, everyone from Qingxue."

Nanjiro smiled and waved to everyone, and the taxi left the parking lot.

Looking at the direction in which the car disappeared, the shock in everyone's hearts has not dissipated for a long time.

Even though it was just a taxi, not a top-notch luxury car. But the identity of the person in the car has equaled or even exceeded the bonus of the vehicle's attributes.

"Let's go, teenagers."

Ryuzaki patted Momoro on the shoulder, smiled and said to everyone: "Go back and have a good rest today, and start tomorrow for the last intensive training of the year!"

"Yes!"

Thinking of the competition three days later, everyone couldn't help but feel excited.

The appearance of Nan Jiro inspired their fighting spirit. It made them more confident in the final against Ice King!

the other side.

Nanjiro and Echizen's car drove out of the parking lot.

In the car, Nanjiro smiled and said, "Young man, why don't you look unhappy?"

"Humph!"

Echizen snorted in displeasure.

Obviously, he was still dissatisfied with Nanjiro's description of him when he greeted him just now.

"Tsk, tsk."

Nanjiro shook his head when he saw this, and then looked outside the car at the pedestrians on the road.

When he saw a girl dressed up or wearing fresh shorts, he whistled excitedly.

"It's so embarrassing."

Echizen lowered the brim of his hat, pretending that he didn't want to get to know the other person at all.

"Ok?"

But soon.

As if he noticed something, Echizen looked at the unfamiliar road in front of him and raised his brows: "Where are we going? Isn't this the route home?"

"Why, I thought you didn't want to talk to me."

Nanjiro smiled.

Just when Echizen raised his hand and was about to lower the brim of his hat again to express his attitude, a meaningful smile appeared on Nanjiro's face next to him: "Of course I will teach you the secret of seamlessness!"

Swish!

Hear the words.

Echizen's hand suddenly froze.

Deep in his eyes, a look of disbelief suddenly flashed.

"Tianyi. Seamless"

　The picture is from the perspective of Byodoin, and shows the information about Oni leading an unknown team to win the national competition.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)