Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

Chapter 640 : Mental training

Opposite Echizen Ryoma.

Tokugawa also stood in place, motionless.

It seemed that I didn't see the tennis ball that Echizen Ryoma hit back at all.

next moment.

boom.

The tennis ball landed behind Tokugawa Kazuya and flew outside the court.

A shallow ball mark appeared just a few steps away from the court sideline.

"The match is over, the score is 6-0, and the winner is Tokugawa Kazuya."

The referee announced the match result.

"I said it before."

"Court No. 5 is still too early for you now."

Tokugawa Kazuya gave Echizen Ryoma a faint glance, and then left the venue.

Puff through.

Echizen Ryoma leaned back and lay on his back.

Tokugawa Kazuya did not notice.

Echizen Ryoma, who was lying on the ground, didn't show the slightest frustration on his face.

Instead, there was a smile of excitement.

However, Oishi Syuichirou, Fuji Syusuke and others outside the court saw him fall to the ground, and their eyes were suddenly full of anxiety.

"Echizen."

Seigaku rushed into the court and helped Echizen Ryoma, who was lying on the ground, up.

"Are you all right, Echizen.

Oishi883 Syuichirou asked with concern.

"I'm fine, Senior Oishi.

Echizen Ryoma shook his head.

"This training camp is really interesting."

"You little bit frightened us to death."

Kikumaru Eiji breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Kikumaru Eiji stretched out his hand, hooked Echizen Ryoma's neck tightly, and started to play with Echizen Ryoma.

"Let go of me, Senior Kikumaru, I can't breathe anymore."

Echizen Ryoma's voice was a little hesitant.

The shuffle game is over, and the daily training of middle school students has begun.

Early the next morning, in a luxurious restaurant in the training camp.

Kurobe Yukio sits elegantly on a chair, drinking black tea.

There is a laptop on the table in front of him.

At this moment, this laptop is playing the match between Echizen Ryoma and Tokugawa Kazuya just now.

In addition to the video of match, various data of Echizen Ryoma.

It is also clearly displayed in this laptop.

"Echizen Ryoma, even the best among middle school students."

"Compared with the elite high school students of Tokugawa's level, there is still a big gap."

"It's like a prey in the mouth of a lion, completely helpless.

"However, the prey sometimes rises up to resist.

"Often in desperation, a talent will burst out of greater potential."

Having said that, Kurobe Yukio turned his head and looked in the direction of the middle school students.

"Today's training may be cruel and unacceptable for this group of middle school students."

"I hope they can persevere.

At this moment, all the junior high school students have come to the venue where they were training yesterday.

"The style of coach Kurobe is really different.

The expression on Yukimura's face was a little serious.

"Um."

Sanada nodded.

He agreed with Yukimura's words.

Until today, they have truly learned the power of Kurobe Yukio and others.

"Look at what they want to play next.

There was an interesting look in Atobe's eyes.

at this time

"Middle school students, hello."

Bang.

"Ah, it hurts me."

A male scream and a loud knocking sound reached the middle school students' ears at the same time.

"Um?"

The middle school student was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head to look in the direction of the sound.

On a high platform not far from the court, Saitō Itaru was rubbing his (cgcf) forehead with pain.

"Is this person our coach in charge of our training today?"

Mukahi Gakuto looked up and down at the figure in front of him.

"so high."

Kikumaru Eiji exclaimed.

"According to my visual observation, it should be about 2.16 meters."

Yanagi Renji roughly calculated it.

"Looking at his appearance, he should have hit his head."

"It's so reckless,

Kirihara Akaya couldn't help but vomit.

After a while, Saitō Itaru finally eased up.

"Middle school students, good morning."

Saitō Itaru first greeted the junior high school students, and then entered the topic.

"Our spirit coach of Japan U-17 training camp, Saitō Itaru.

"Everyone's performance yesterday, I see everything in my eyes."

"To be honest, your level is not at all what a middle school student should have."

"If you strengthen mental training."

"Your strength will definitely become stronger."

"Next, please make your team free."

"A pair of two is fine, and there is no limit to the object."

"A duo team, is it possible that today's training is doubles?"

Oishi Syuichirou guessed.

"Great Oishi, doubles are our strengths."

Seeing that today’s training is most likely doubles, Kikumaru Eiji is suddenly full of vitality.

"Don't be too happy, Eiji.

"The people here are all powerful enemies."

Oishi Syuichirou confessed to Kikumaru Eiji.

It's not just Kikumaru Eiji and Oishi Syuichirou.

Most of the other middle school students also think that today's training will be doubles.

As a result, it was originally a doubles group, and the middle school students who had a better relationship in normal times got together and quickly formed the team.

And those middle school students who served as singles in their respective teams, or whose familiar teammates were not recruited into the training camp, are also actively looking for companions.

"Shensi, let's take a group."

"No problem, Kamio."

"It's been a long time since we played tennis together."

"Come with me, Yuta."

"Okay, brother.

.....

"Hiyoshi, come and team up with my uncle."

"Let them see the strength of Hyotei.

"Yes, Senior Atobe.

.....

"Echizen, are you interested in joining me?"

"Please advise, senior hand."