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

But Saito seemed not to hear what he said, and kept adding question marks one after another to the junior high school students' information.

"what's the situation?"

Kurobe looked at Takuzhi next to him in confusion, who shook his head and said: "He was like this when he came back just now, and he didn't tell him why when asked."

"Are these materials for junior high school students?"

Kurobe took a closer look and said with some surprise: "It seems that he discovered something interesting during today's junior high school student competition."

"Kurobe? Takashi?"

After hearing [Junior High School Student], as if some keyword had been triggered, Saito suddenly raised his head and said in great surprise: "Why are you guys here?"

"You guy... I'm always here, okay?"

Tuozhi looked at the other person speechlessly.

"It does not matter."

Saito waved his hands quickly. He looked at Kurobe and said, "Your information is outdated. The strength of a junior high school student is far beyond your imagination."

Oh?

Seeing him so excited, Kurobe and Takuchi's curiosity was immediately piqued.

"Tell me more specifically."

"This is too long to talk about. By the way, do you know, I was at the national competition for junior high school students today and saw Echizen Nanjiro!"

"Who?"

Hearing Saito's words, Kurobe raised his eyebrows slightly: "That legendary samurai, Echizen Nanjiro?"

Tuozhi was also very surprised: "Why did he go to the junior high school students' competition field?"

"Probably because of his son."

Thinking of Echizen, Saito cheered up again and said excitedly: "You don't know that his son has actually comprehended the legendary, seamless realm!"

"real or fake?"

Tuozhi subconsciously widened his eyes.

Perfect!

This word has only ever been used to describe one person, Echizen Nanjiro, on the professional court!

"His son. A junior high school student? Real or fake?"

"of course it's true."

Saito's expression was slightly exaggerated and he said: "Besides, that kid is only 12 years old and in the first year of junior high school!"

Hearing this, Tuozhi reached out and touched Saito's forehead, frowned and said, "You guy, you don't seem to have a fever either!"

"Forehead."

Saito, who was sitting on the chair, could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

He shook his head helplessly and said: "What I said is true. Moreover, the person who defeated Echizen was also a 12-year-old boy in the first grade of junior high school!"

"Ishikawa Shen?"

"Yes, Kurobe, do you know him too?"

Saito looked up in surprise, only to see Kurobe shaking his head and pointing at the list on the computer: "You listed his name above Echizen Ryoma. Um, you just said that you met Echizen Nanjiro at the competition?"

"Yes."

Saito nodded and said, "I was lucky enough to meet his son, who happens to be in junior high school this year. Otherwise, it would not be easy to meet him."

Samurai Nanjiro.

In the professional tennis circle, he is a legendary figure.

Not to mention his strength, just because of his fame and professional experience, there are countless individuals and tennis clubs who want to find him as a personal trainer or invite him as a coach.

Even their U17 team once thought about inviting each other to coach.

But it's a pity.

The other party lives in seclusion and his whereabouts are unpredictable.

Since retiring, he seems to have disappeared and has never appeared in the public eye again.

"Things are in trouble."

Kurobe frowned.

"Trouble? Why?"

Saito and Takuzhi looked over in confusion.

"I just got inside information."

Kurobe looked at the two of them and said seriously, "The coach of the big 4 Spanish team has been selected."

"Team Spain?"

"coach?"

Saito and Takuchi were stunned for a moment, and then, as if they thought of something, they looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Yeah, could it be this one?"

"Yes."

Kurobe nodded and said: "That's the legendary samurai, Echizen Nanjiro!"

"and many more."

At this time, Saito's expression changed after he reacted with hindsight: "That guy went to the national competition for junior high school students. Could it be that he was looking for talented players?"

At the end of the sentence, his heart suddenly sank.

"No."

Then, Saito said with a serious face: "We must tell the head coach the news. That tennis samurai comes with bad intentions!"

The next day.

Ice King Tennis Club.

Although the national competition was over, Ishikawa came to the court early and started routine training as usual.

Bang bang bang! ! !

only.

He had just finished warming up.

Just as he was about to speed up and carry out the planned intensive training, there was a sudden banging sound at the entrance of the tennis club not far away.

"Excuse me, is this Hyokui's tennis club?"

"Who are you looking for?"

Ishikawa walked over and found a young man dressed as a postman. Just listen to the other party: "Hello, is there anyone named Ishikawa Shin here?"

"I am."

"Great."

The postman looked at Ishikawa for a few times, then handed over a yellow envelope: "This is your mail, please sign for it."

"Ok."

Ishikawa nodded, signed his name, and took the envelope.

After the other party left, he opened it and found that it was an unsigned letter.

"Ok?"

However, after seeing the above content, a strange look flashed in his eyes: "It's actually that place? But... why does this look like a personal letter?"

He raised his brows lightly, vaguely thinking of something.

Chapter 245 The test of u17 (3rd update)

Ice King Tennis Club.

At the end of the finals, Sakaki Taro announced a holiday, allowing him not to report to the team before the start of the new fall semester.

but.

Under Ishikawa's influence, Hyotei's team members all made training a part of their lives.

Except for a few team members who had something to do and couldn't come, everyone else was here.

Huge tennis club.

Everywhere, there are people training.

Inside the office.

An old-fashioned record player, turning gently. Melodious and sweet music slowly came out from it.

Taro Sakaki sat on a chair, closed his eyes, tapped the table with his hands, and recalled the relaxed and comfortable feeling after winning the championship.

"Supervision."

At this time.

The door opened.

A tall purple-grey figure walked in, it was Atobe.

"sit down."

Taro Sakaki nodded, and after Atobe sat down, he smiled and said, "I heard from the school board that your mother wants you to study in the UK?"

"Has the news gotten here?"

Atobe frowned slightly.

Thinking of his mother who did everything for him and simply informed him after making a decision, Atobe felt a little uncomfortable.