Chapter 139: First update + second update: Players' super giant bomb explosion ball debuts...
The 'head coach' that Kurobe Yukifu kept mentioning, and he kept emphasizing 'making the head coach happy'.
For a moment, the middle school students present felt incredibly ironic, as if they were just toys for the so-called "head coach" to amuse himself.
All of a sudden, everyone's expression turned unhappy.
Of course, this is in addition to Rikkai University and Atobe Keigo who know the true identity of the "Head Coach".
Seeing that the U17 guys, who were barely acquaintances, didn't seem to want to expose Yagi Kei's identity as the "head coach", especially Kurobe Yukio, the U17 coach who actually participated in the training of everyone present, also described it in an ambiguous tone.
The people in Rikkai and Keigo Atobe were not stupid. They immediately realized that it was the cat and mouse that were causing trouble again.
…Shouldn't we be thankful that Jibaimao was willing to hide his identity and blend into the crowd to play with them, instead of just waving his hands and carrying a bomb or a missile to chase them down in a battle royale?
When they thought of that scene, both the Rikkai community and Atobe Keigo couldn't help but shudder and fell silent at the same time.
Compared to this, it seems... it's not so bad now.
If only one of the two people is blown up, the other can still survive!
Suddenly, I felt extremely calm and bright. I didn't realize that my brain and thinking had been distorted by living with Jibaimao for a long time, to the point that I was gradually getting closer to the players, but far away from people.
Atobe Keigo, Yukimura Seiichi and others looked at each other and agreed with Kurobe Yukio's words.
It's just to let the junior/Yagi kid have some fun, there's nothing wrong with that... probably.
It didn't even take three minutes for the two school leaders to finish their own strategy.
The other junior high school students who were unaware of the true identity of the "Head Coach" were still immersed in the fear of "one of them will be killed in a two-person battle" and the anger at the absurd way of "using a life-and-death battle to please the Head Coach".
With so many emotions intertwined, the hot-blooded teenagers immediately started to show their provocations.
"You're being long-winded," Akutsu said with a fierce glare. "Who cares if you're head coach or not? I'm not here to let some insignificant person have fun—"
Sengoku Kiyosumi, who was on his team, was keenly aware of the strange atmosphere around him. He carefully observed his surroundings and, apart from the panic and confusion of the middle school students, he tried to understand the sudden and confusing developments.
What's left is the other side's covetous gaze, hostility and contradiction, and even suppression...but there is no support?
Something's wrong. Why do these U17 indigenous high school students have such an attitude...
Don’t they have to engage in a 1v1 life-and-death battle and go through such inhuman rules?
Why don't they have any opinions?!
Sengoku Kiyomizu's lucky move had him immediately trying to laugh it off and make amends for his teammate Akutsu. At least he didn't have to be such a troublemaker now—
Akutsu...don't be the first to stick your neck out.
Sengoku Kiyosumi tried hard to wink,
But right now, the junior high school students are confused about the situation and need a troublemaker like this—
As soon as Akutsu opened his mouth, everyone from Saint Rudolph to Higachu and even Kamio from Fudomine joined the expedition.
"Yeah, yeah!! We were called in to play tennis – who would play a bomb game like this with you guys! We don't want to risk our lives playing tennis!"
"That's right—you have to give us an explanation!!"
"That's right! Anyone who wants to play this kind of tennis can play it - I'm not going to play tennis for the pleasure of some unknown guy!!"
For a while, the crusade became fierce.
In addition to the calm and indifferent school leaders and junior high school students, almost every school has passionate people joining the resistance group.
The extremely silent Rikkai University and Hyotei, who was suppressed by the captain Atobe Keigo just as he was about to speak, seemed to be out of place.
But now the junior high school students have no time to pay attention to these two teams that have been extremely abnormal from the beginning. They are more immersed in the struggle of sacrificing their lives and shedding their blood to fight for the reasonable and effective rights for the safety of life of all junior high school students!
The U17 indigenous high school students looked at them, whether they were the "qualified ones" still on the field or the "eliminated ones" who had retreated to the side of the field, and they all laughed strangely at the same time.
When they smiled, the angry middle school students looked neither up nor down and looked unbecoming.
"--It's noisy,"
Suddenly, a piercing noise and the sharp interference of the loudspeaker penetrated the eardrums. Everyone frowned in pain and struggled to look up.
The sight fell on Kurobe Yukifu's back, and someone directly twisted the power supply connected to the radio, deliberately amplifying the noise.
I have to say that this action was very effective. In just a moment, everyone fell silent.
Saito, wearing a white lab coat and with his long hair tied up in a ponytail, finally appeared. He glanced at the faces in the audience, their expressions twisted and struggling in pain. He paused slightly in a corner, then quickly withdrew.
Before he opened his mouth, his face was already wearing a smile that was always curved and precise.
"It seems that qualified junior high school students have a lot of opinions. It doesn't matter. We accept all opinions--"
The new coach who suddenly appeared seemed to be able to communicate and speak human language.
Although the middle school students were tense and the atmosphere was tense, they still had to be patient and listen to what this guy had to say.
Saito Shi put his hands on his palms and clapped them twice. His eyes jumped again and fell on the group of high school students "eliminated" in the corner.
"In that case," he stroked his chin and smiled, "--then it's you two."
Everyone looked at the two people who were chosen reflexively.
They were the two who attacked Echizen Ryoma in the final tennis match. Seeing this new coach immediately pointed at them,
Echizen Ryuma's pupils flickered, and he uttered a sound, neither loud nor soft, "...Oh?"
The two who had been eliminated walked out, their faces stiff and pale, and slowly stood on the court.
Saito smiled and said, "Then let these two eliminated guys demonstrate it to us."
He turned his head in a random direction, "Irie, give them two balls."
Hidden among the high school students, Irie Kanata, whose name was called, adjusted his glasses and walked out, briskly throwing the tennis ball he had grabbed to the two eliminated contestants.
"Okay, Coach Saito."
The middle school students watched, not knowing what they were up to, and could only suppress their emotions for the time being and continue watching.
After the ball was thrown, the two men turned even paler. They knew they were being singled out as an example to others.
Neither Coach Kurobe nor Coach Saito showed any mercy, and even the one hidden in the crowd... was the same.
The pale face softened, and finally calmed down into a dead silence that accepted everything.
Holding the tennis ball that could be a bomb, the two people standing on both sides of the net instantly started to get into the game and started fighting -!
The junior high school students saw clearly that these two people's strength should not be underestimated. They were worthy of their high school level. In addition, in some subtle ways, they were like indestructible cockroaches. The more they were defeated, the braver they became. The more they fought, the deeper their entanglement became.
Almost both of them were complete physical monsters, and they dragged the six-game match into a tiebreak - and there was no end in sight!
"...these two guys,"
"If we can't crush the opponent right away, we'll definitely be dragged out to exhaustion in the later stages."
Guan Yue and Gan discovered this, and data was continuously collected.
At the same time, they also noticed the expressions of the high school students opposite them. There was no surprise or astonishment at the physical strength of these guys from the junior high school students. It was as if it was something they were used to.
A subtle possibility suddenly emerged,
Accustomed to it... Is it the monstrous physical strength of these two guys, or the equally unimaginable physical strength of the indigenous high school students in this entire U17 training camp, that is accustomed to it?
"165:167!"
Finally a flaw!
The eliminated player who first won the seventh round felt relieved, while the person on the other side felt a tightness in his heart, and his expression was completely ugly.
He looked for help at the middle school student, at the only figure in the room who could change his fate, and stretched out his hand with difficulty.
"No, I don't want to—"
“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—BOOM!!!”
In an instant, flames and explosions rose from the ground—a miniature mushroom cloud exploded before everyone's eyes!
In an instant, all eyes widened, and the hope that "the people here might be joking, how could they really use a bomb to blow up the loser" suddenly disappeared.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
The eliminated player who was lucky enough to be blown up fell to the ground with a bang.
The middle school students were speechless, having faced a sudden life-or-death situation right before their eyes...
Isn't there any law here?! They watched people get killed by bombs right before their eyes!?!
Oishi Hideichiro was already reaching into his pocket with trembling fingers to find his cell phone to call the police, but he was slightly glanced down at.
Kurobe Yukio said coldly, "Even if you take out your phone and call the police, it's useless—the U17 training base is a completely isolated area."
When this was said, everyone felt insecure.
Sensing the atmosphere becoming tense and serious, Saito smiled and waved his hand, as if he hadn't noticed, and said with a smile, "Don't be so nervous, everyone, it's just a small matter--"
"It's a small matter—that guy died just because he didn't catch the ball and lost a game?!!"
Unable to control themselves, Momoshiro Takeshi and Kamio Akira stepped out simultaneously and shouted loudly,
Oishi Shuichiro and Tachibana Yoshihei simultaneously reached out and pressed their shoulders.
"Peach City!"
"Kamio!"
Saito smiled and clapped, "So now - it's time to answer questions."
He tilted his head, "Ghost, come here."
Amidst the crowd of high school students, a tall, burly man with a rooster comb and hedgehog hair emerged, looking almost two meters tall.
He walked steadily and heavily, and walked directly to the side of the lucky guy who was blown to the ground by the tennis bomb on the court. Even when he saw his teammates who were blown to pieces, his expression did not change at all.
The junior high school students were about to speak but stopped talking. The next second, they saw the guy called "ghost" take out a can of drink from his pocket... Is that a drink?
The people from Seigaku, Fudomine, and some Hyotei who had only come into contact with 'Kui Juice' felt a sense of familiarity, but their brains were confused and it was difficult to recognize it.
Yamabuki, Higanaka, Shitenhoji, and St. Rudolph, who were unaware of the existence of 'Gui Juice', were even more puzzled.
They just watched as Oni Jujiro forced the guy's mouth open and poured the contents of the can directly into him.
One, two, three... This is the time that Rikkai and Keigo Atobe count down in their hearts.
The next moment, the man who was knocked unconscious by the explosion stood up straight, and in a flash, he was radiant and regained his wildness.
He was on all fours, full of energy! Running and jumping, he was like a monkey that could never be caught in the mountains—nimble and agile, with full strength!
Momoshiro and Kamio, who were arguing that this was abuse, ran away happily.
Taocheng Wu: "..."
Kamio Akira: "..."
Silence, silence spread not only between the two of them, but also among the entire junior high school student group.
Stimulated by this familiar scene, the memory buried deep inside was touched.
Momoshiro Takeshi struggled and turned his head to look at the cat that had jumped out of the plane.
The black-haired mushroom head sensed his gaze and raised his dead fish eyes.
The two looked at each other.
Player: “?”
greet?
The chicken cat raised its paw and waved it coldly and arrogantly, "Yo."
Momoshiro Takeshi, facing the empty eyes of Jibai Cat, broke out in a cold sweat. Similarly, the expressions of the people from Qingxue who thought of a possibility with Momoshiro Takeshi suddenly disappeared.
My mood gradually became bitter.
It should be... impossible, right?
But the helicopter, the look of Kei Juice, the crazy jumping up and down reaction...it's all the work of a jerk, right?!
If this is really the guy, then it is not surprising that the U17 training camp is presented in this way.
No matter from which angle you look at it, it's not surprising.
“…”
Suddenly, most of the junior high school students fell silent again.
Only a few schools that had never dealt with Rikkai University, or had never been persecuted by Rikkai University, were still shocked by the scene before them, and were full of confusion and bewilderment.
Hey...what happened?
That person just now must have been killed by the bomb, right?
How come after drinking a can...he suddenly became alive?!
Saito Shi smiled as he watched the crowd's reactions. Seeing that things were almost over, he spoke slowly.
"——As you can see, life, death, and common sense are the least valued in our U17 training camp."
"Even if we face a bomb explosion, we have the means to pull you back from the brink of death."
"So—there's no need to worry about training to death. Our policy is to train until we die, as long as we don't die!"
"In order to become stronger, to improve my strength, to reach a more powerful realm—"
His tone gradually became more intense and high-spirited, "Everything comes from our great head coach. Always remember the head coach's guidelines! Guimen!!"
“——Guimen!!”
Without any warning or preparation, both the U17 high school students on the field and the U17 high school students who were confirmed to be eliminated on the side of the field, followed Saito Sugao and shouted this sentence in unison.
Faced with this wave of noise and momentum, the middle school students all shut down.
"...Have we really stumbled into some kind of cult spreading site?"
"I feel like... the people here seem a little bit abnormal. I'm really a little scared..."
"What exactly is 'Guimon'... 'Gui'? Could it be a clue about that strange head coach?"
The junior high school students all had different thoughts, and the ones with the simplest thoughts at the moment were only a few who roughly knew that the head coach = chicken and cat.
There was no shock, no surprise, no doubt, not even a trace of confusion or anger.
Only calmness remains, and perhaps a hint of death.
Accept the future that is becoming increasingly clear and visible to the naked eye.
Accept the time when you will be oppressed, squeezed and suppressed by the chicken and the cat,
Accept that the days are about to become worse than death.
Can't laugh,
Smiling is polite, wanting to die is sincere.
Seeing that most of what needed to be said had been said, Saito Shi and Kurobe Yukio exchanged glances and were about to cue the next step, arranging a 1v1 battle between the junior high school students who had successfully formed a team and the high school students.
However, apart from Seigaku, Fudomine, and Shitenhoji who gradually became silent after realizing their identity as head coach,
Yamabuki, Higanaka, and Saint Rudolph finally breathed a sigh of relief after realizing that although it was a bomb, it would not cause real death.
There are still some troublemakers among the crowd.
Yamabuki Junior High School, Akutsu Jin, the third-year student who had first challenged the U17, now gave them a narrow, sinister glance and pointed with a raised finger.
"——What are you going to do with that kid?"
His voice was sharp and clear, immediately grabbing everyone's attention.
The people of Rikkai, who had died indifferently, looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a person standing there at a glance - a stupid cat!
Rikkai University: “?”
My heart was hanging in the air, and then I suddenly settled down in Bengbu.
They slowly glanced at Jibaimao, then slowly glanced at Akutsu Jin who had accurately picked out Yagi Kei from among thousands of mountains and rivers. Their expressions were so complicated that they wanted to step forward and say, "Forget it, brother, forget it. This guy is so powerful, don't mess with him."
But he had to hold it back, and for a moment, his expression became colorful.
Equally colorful were Hyotei's Atobe Keigo, and the U17 natives who shouted "Keimon" because of "Kei Juice", and the people from Seigaku, Fudomine, and Shitenhoji who vaguely guessed that Jibaimao was inextricably linked to the rumored "head coach".
They hesitated to speak.
Unaware of what was happening, Sengoku Kiyomizu, Higachu, and the others from St. Rudolph did not leave the stage without permission, but observed everyone's expressions clearly.
From what Sengoku Kiyosumi just said, he roughly understood that the black-haired boy who jumped out of the helicopter was a freshman from Rikkai University who was attracting much attention in the national competition this year.
So when Akutsu Jin specifically cueed that boy, Rikkai's expression change is understandable.
But why... Seigaku, Hyotei, Fudomine, Shitenhoji,
——Even the U17 high school students on the field have such strange expressions?!
It felt like they were the only ones kept in the dark, which was very uncomfortable.
But I know Akutsu Jin's character well. This guy just likes to target young geniuses who become famous at a young age...
Sengoku Seijun paused.
Kurobe Yukifu and Saito Michiru, who were on the second-floor observation deck, raised their eyebrows slightly when they heard this. They did not answer immediately, but looked directly at the black-haired figure standing calmly in the crowd.
This subtle movement was noticed by Qingxue, Shitenhoji, and Fudomine, who had been speculating about it. Their hearts sank even more, and their vision became darker.
The player is skipping the cutscene CG like crazy. This plot is really long. Let's get to the point quickly.
Players can't wait to start grinding now——【Ding!】
……Um?
[NPC Jin Akutsu (Yamabuki Junior High School) is challenging you! ]
【·accept】
【·reject】
Huh? Did the NPC attack me?
Since accepting the daily task of brushing data, the player has not formally challenged the dungeon BOSS for a long time.
When I suddenly saw one, I felt a little nostalgic.
Without hesitation, real players will never let go of any small opportunity that comes their way!
【Click ·Accept!】
Under the gazes of everyone present, the black-haired boy, the focus of attention, slightly raised his eyelids.
The dark eyeballs rolled slightly, and moved from the air to the face of Akutsu Jin who was a few steps away.
After scanning it, he said, "Oh."
A very inhuman feeling, a slowly turning and flowing, sluggish breath,
"Fight."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qianshi Qingchun felt a chill on his back.
——A strong sense of being watched, being stared at, and emotions of being envied, disgusted, resisted, and resisted came rushing in like an overwhelming wave through countless pairs of eyes!
He laughed covertly and scratched his head, actually raising his eyes slightly. In an instant, his face froze and he took a breath.
The high school students, who numbered almost three times as many as the junior high school students, stared intently at the fifty junior high school students.
Full of malice,
A vicious dog protecting its master, for some reason, this thought suddenly popped up in Sengoku Kiyomi's mind.
That's not right... They didn't do anything at all. How come these high school students who were fine before suddenly changed their attitude?
Didn't Jin Akutsu point out that first-year student from Rikkai University, and he agreed to challenge her?
Eh?
Sengoku Kiyomizu seemed to have grasped something from nowhere.
But after receiving Yagi Kei's accurate answer, Saito Shigeki smiled again, and Kurobe Yukio also watched quietly.
"——In that case, it seems we haven't considered this thoroughly."
"Well... as compensation, if Yagi-kun is willing, then this junior high school student," Saito said.
"You've already chosen your opponent. Now... do you want to change it?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Akutsu Jin and Sengoku Kiyosumi, who was Akutsu Jin's opponent.
Sengoku Kiyosumi was suddenly pulled out of his thoughts because of Akutsu Jin's dismissal. He looked around at the current situation in a daze and found himself in a state of Shura Field.
Please—he has no desire to cause trouble!
Sengoku Kiyosumi just laughed it off, "It's okay, it's okay, I have no objection to changing opponents~"
As soon as he said that, Akutsu followed up directly, "I want that boy."
What a dark horse that became famous in the national competition, the endless abyss, and the arrogant claim that he will absolutely dominate this generation - don't joke, such a kid!
The qualified U17 high school student group witnessed the black-haired boy who seemed to be in a daze and the challenger among the junior high school students walk into the stadium first. Tokugawa Kazuya, who was silent in the crowd, slowly clenched his hands.
…The unfinished challenge, the battle with him, the opportunity that had been elusive until now, was now snatched away so easily by this guy…
"Tokugawa!"
The voice of Onijushirou suddenly pulled him out. Tokugawa Kazuya looked at the court and slowly loosened his clenched hands.
Onijujiro was also looking at the center of the court, his expression calm and his tone calm, "Don't get the wrong idea, he's just a guy who got lucky and was favored by chance."
“…”
Adjusting his glasses, Irie Kanade's voice rose and fell softly, "Tokugawa, you can't just focus on what's in front of you."
He said slowly, "After all, the ones who can accompany our head coach and attract his attention are always the stronger players."
"And this half-baked guy," Irie Kanata smiled, and tapped the tennis ball that fell back into his palm with his fingertips twice.
What is spinning is the tennis ball, and also the world.
He said softly and jokingly, "Sooner or later, the head coach will get tired of it and throw it away—just like garbage~"
The player stands on the court, facing the dungeon BOSS who is gradually entering the combat state, with the health bar and status bar unfolding in front of the player.
At first glance, it's not a vernier caliper, it's not a few stage changes, there are only a few buffs hanging under the status bar, players are almost moved to tears,
What kind of normal difficulty dungeon BOSS is this? Compared to the ones players have fought before, this one is too welfare-oriented!
——It’s like a treasure chest monster that came to your door!
The players were deeply moved and returned the favor.
Noticing that they were about to start, Jin Akutsu held in his hand a survival ticket that he had snatched from the tennis ball and bomb rain.
On the other side of the net, the black-haired boy had nothing in his hands.
His sight shifted slightly, and Saito was about to speak again, "Tokugawa, give your ball to Yagi-kun—"
Tokugawa heard the sound and almost instantly stepped out of the team and handed the ball to the black-haired boy on the side of the court near the high school students.
He was glanced at, not lightly or seriously.
Tokugawa Kazuya stopped moving suddenly, not because he was unwilling to hand it over, but because he couldn't move.
Because he was shocked,
At a very close distance, he saw the movements of the black-haired boy, no, Yagi Kei, clearly.
Unlike the tennis balls they each carry, which have micro-bombs embedded inside,
At this moment, Yagi Kei slowly took out from the other dimension... a super large spherical net,
——No, can this thing really still be called tennis?!
Until Yagi Kei faced everyone's confused, horrified, panicked, or dazed gazes, and forcibly pulled out a super-large spherical tennis ball from his backpack -
Its predecessor may be more familiar to everyone present, that is - Guidan!!
There was complete silence, a dead stillness, and the footsteps of everyone retreating in unison gradually turned into a flight.
Saito Shima, who was smiling one second and not smiling the next, looked as if he had been hit by a tennis ball.
Every time when they think they can accept the fake operation of their new head coach, this head coach always kicks the bottom line that has already been lowered to an even lower level.
A miniature bomb tennis ball can be brought back by milk.
A giant one-ton tennis ball... How can I save that unfortunate guy?!
At this moment, the people of Rikkai, who were almost running a hundred thousand miles away, shouted from afar.
—Akujin! I told you not to pick on that Kaigui guy!
Now it’s ok!!
It will be blown to ashes!!
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