Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

However, after entering the u-17 and strengthening his body, Tezuka found that when he kept practicing.Because of his increased understanding of chipping, he can use the field more per inning.

Especially after the match with Yukimura, he felt that his arm was fully activated.

Unfortunately, he never got the chance to play.

"Drink!"

Suddenly, he let out a long whistle, and the racket in his hand slammed out.

boom!

The tennis ball hit the wall like a cannonball, whirling and digging into it.

The smoke cleared and the gravel stopped falling.

The tennis ball that Tezuka played had completely penetrated into the wall.On the surrounding walls, there are strips of spiral cuts.

As you can imagine, the horror of the spin just attached to the tennis ball!

"call……"

Tezuka breathed a sigh of relief.

The voice he had just shouted out made the suffocation in his heart dissipate a lot.His expression returned to normal, his eyes became cold again, and he was ready to continue training.

boom!

bump!

However, there was a series of dull collision sounds from the stadium next door.It's not like hitting a ball, it's more like the sound of someone hitting the ground.

With a thought, Tezuka put away his racket and went outside the court.

"This……"

On the field, there were many high school students lying side by side.One by one covered their heads and hands, screaming and screaming incessantly.

"Sorry, I was just asking for directions."

In the center of the court, a bald youth in a black leather jacket put his left hand on his chest and made a prayer gesture: "Now, can you tell me where is Shiraishi Kuranosuke?"

Looking for Shiraishi?

Tezuka's heart moved slightly.

The other party had a tall nose, thin cheeks, and a faint green color flashed in his eyes.Obviously, this is a European.

"Are there any foreigners in this training camp?"

Tezuka thought for a moment, and immediately shook his head secretly.From the analysis of the other party's words, this person obviously made a special trip to find that Shiraishi.

It's just that Japanese is somewhat jerky.

Thinking of this, he stepped forward and said in English, "Your Excellency, are you looking for Shiraishi Kuranosuke?"

"Junior, junior high school students...just in time, let me know the news to your leader, Shiraishi-sama...This, this person is not a good person..."

The one who was swept was the player on the fourth court.

At this moment, Saburo Shinoda clutched his chest and said with difficulty, Tezuka said: "This guy is here to smash the game, he should be a member of the foreign u-17. You can't solve this kind of thing, go and call Shiraishi, only, only he can Deal with this guy..."

"Foreign u-17?"

Tezuka's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, this so-called training camp is not as simple as it seems.If other countries have similar bases, doesn't that mean...

"Oh?"

Seeing Tezuka thinking, the bald young man raised his brows and said, "Nice eyes."

"What's your business with Shiraishi?"

"A little private matter, if possible, I hope you can take me to see him."

The two talked in English, and the surrounding high school students looked at each other.

"What are you talking about?"

"This junior high school student is still dawdling, go and invite that one!"

"Hey, over there."

Tezuka suddenly turned his head, looked at Saburo Shinoda and said, "I'll drag it here first. There should be a few of you who can move? Go and invite that guy."

Deep down, Tezuka didn't want to invite Shiraishi in person.

But more importantly, he felt a dangerous aura from the bald young man in front of him.That is only available to those of the level of Kanata Irie and Oni Jujiro.

And now, he lacks the opportunity to verify his strength.

So, after the explanation, he turned to look at the foreign youth opposite, his eyes full of fighting intent: "I want to challenge you!"

Chapter [-] Tezuka vs Leather Jacket Men

challenge?

Hearing Tezuka's words, the bald-headed youth raised his eyebrows.Those falcon-like eyes fell on him.