"This Niou guy..." Sanada muttered to himself. Where on earth did this guy get so much inside information? How come everything he said was so accurate...
Could it be that U17 is owned by his family?
This time he was right, the loser also had a place to go. Thinking of what Niou said, Sanada was a little excited. If the loser's training ground was really as Niou said, then everything he expected would be -
Sanada looked around. The bus stopped at the right place. They met their coach here too. Does that mean this forest is where they will train next?
The wild forest training ground can best stimulate a person's most genuine desires and pursuits.
Haha——not bad.
As a conservative man from a kendo family, he needs such an environment if he wants to break into new horizons.
No matter what difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, he will overcome them without hesitation!
…
Echizen Ryoma had thought about the fact that with a coach leading the way, the loser would not be able to leave the training camp so easily.
But what is happening in this forest before our eyes?
Are they going to play survival in the wilderness? Are you sure they are not filming some big TV series?
Kurobe finished with a smile, "The bus only stops here! The rest of the way is up to you guys to walk on your own!"
What I mean is - you can get out now!
This is how the losing team entered the forest in the afternoon. Before that, no one, including Sanada, had expected that the wild training ground training would be so wild.
It was night time, and it had only been two hours since they had chosen to stay. However, they were completely different from two hours ago. Their bodies were covered in mud, with scratches of all sizes and hidden injuries. Some parts of their bodies under their clothes were probably bruised... They were in unbearable pain all over.
Although they still look like normal people now, their bodies and minds have been tortured in the past two hours!
Mentally exhausted, with an empty stomach! The saddest thing is that I have to face the sarcasm of a certain bearded uncle!
"Hey - you slow-moving people, are you ready to be turtles? Hurry up and get up - and keep going!"
"The last person to finish will not only have no food tonight, but you won't even have a place to stay!"
"All of you, go live in a cave!"
Not far away stood a middle-aged man who looked like a savage, wearing a tattered kimono, unkempt, and even smelling like a jungle, shouting at them.
Rather than calling him an uncle, middle school students prefer to call this guy a stinky old man.
Inexplicable rules, inexplicable situations, and now the limit of mental breakdown, all the emotions piled together, some people can't stand it anymore!
"After all, we are a well-known team in the junior high school and the future rising stars in the tennis world. It's too much for you to treat us like this!" Tian Renzhi said in a panic, sweating profusely.
Who does this stinking old man think he is, talking to them like that! It's too much.
The people in Okinawa Higa were already hot-tempered, and after experiencing such a miserable afternoon, their tempers became even worse, and they directly confronted this person.
Although the others didn't say anything, as things had come to this point, everyone was puzzled by this inexplicable [current situation].
Of course, to put it nicely, it's a question, but to put it bluntly, it's actually a suspicion! Everyone is hoping that someone will set a precedent now and give this old man a lesson, at least to let them understand what the situation is and what the training mode is!
Tian Renzhi is the largest person in the entire loser training group, and also the one with the worst temper, so he was the first to attack.
And as expected – someone learned a lesson.
But in just a blink of an eye, a tennis ball rushed down from the sky. With absolute stability and accuracy, it hit Tian Renzhi's stomach directly. Even a huge man like Tian Renzhi was hit by this ball and fell down directly.
"Tan Renzhi..." Kai looked at his teammate with distressed eyes. "Hey, what on earth do you want to do, old man..."
Now I can’t even eat, and I don’t understand what kind of training I’m doing. Is this training camp really formal?
"Humph, losers don't deserve to know!" Iru Mifune snorted coldly, took a sip of wine slowly, and said, "Swing the racket another 3,000 times!"
After saying that, he left indifferently. He was not worried that these teenagers would not do it, because the punishment for not doing it would be more severe.
…
When Ren Wang arrived, he saw this group of people swinging their rackets. Each of them was swinging weaker and weaker, and they looked like pitiful beggars who would fall to the ground in the next second.
It is so sad to hear it and makes people cry when they see it!
[Ni-chan]: ...Sir, but I don't think you are sad!
Ren Wang sneered: ...Because I am not a human~
Not only was he not sad, he even wanted to laugh.
Sanada, what happened to your hat? And your eyes, my god, how much damage have you suffered in just two hours?
And Liu - where is your notebook? It's just thrown on the ground, covered in dust and you don't care about it at all. It's your most beloved treasure, so you just throw it away?
Ah~ I have to say, seeing others in such a miserable state really makes people happy.
"I always feel that the depression of the day has been dissipated~"
[Ni-chan]: ...Sir, gloating over other people's misfortunes is not a good tradition!
Besides, you don't feel depressed today, do you?
…
After seeing all the miserable appearances of people he was familiar with or unfamiliar with, people he wanted to see or didn't want to see, Niou took a step back, changed his path, and prepared to look for Mifune Nyudo.
"Coach, long time no see--" On the hill not far away, Ren Wang saw the bohemian figure lying on the big rock at a glance.
Although he knew what was going on, Ren Wang was still shocked by the uncle's outrageous actions and clothing. Although it is summer now, your clothes are too cool and unconventional!
"Well~ Now that you're here, have you made any progress in the past six months?" Mifunerudo said lightly.
“Pfft~ It’s not easy to make progress at this level…” Now his other four five-dimensional values are infinitely close to 5, and his highest mental power has already exceeded 7 long ago.
It’s not easy to improve!
"Who are those new junior high school students to you?" Mifune Nyudo opened his eyes. There was no confusion in his eyes, only sharpness. It was obvious that he was not asleep at all, nor was he drunk.
"Some of them are my teammates, and the rest are former opponents..." Niou looked at his clothes. The difference between the sportswear he was wearing and the same turmeric color as the ones below was still very obvious.
"Then you take action later—" Mifune Nyudo was a little hesitant.
This sentence shocked Nioh, "What do you mean?" Why didn't he understand what Mifune Nyudo meant.
"Didn't Kurobe tell you? I called you here just to let you be my assistant for a few days—"
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