Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 273 People should look forward to the coming of the great devil

After Watanabe Osamu's voice fell.

The people from Shitenhoji who were still training suddenly stopped.

They all looked at each other with their mouths wide open in bewilderment.

Although the sound of the waterfall hitting the lake and rocks is quite loud, after training here for so long.

Everyone has long been accustomed to it.

In other words, there has been a huge improvement in the sensory aspects.

Therefore, they heard clearly what Watanabe Osamu said to Shiraishi Kuranosuke.

of course.

They weren't the only ones stunned.

The same is true for Shiraishi Kuranosuke himself.

"Xiao Xiu..."

"you sure?"

"Aren't you afraid that I won't be able to come back?"

After taking a deep breath, Shiraishi Kuranosuke asked the other party very seriously.

After all, Kintaro Toyama never came back after meeting Kitagawa once.

Even though Watanabe Osamu said he was going to practice.

But everyone actually understands that as time goes by, the possibility of the other party coming back becomes lower.

Of course, this doesn't rule out the possibility that Kintaro Toyama was simply too easily abducted.

Well, a delicious takoyaki can solve the problem.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Which is more important, the honor of Shitenboji or your future?"

"Three years will pass quickly, and when they are gone you will have to leave."

"To sacrifice more and better opportunities in the future for the honor of a place that is destined to leave is not friendship, it is stupidity!"

“Also, don’t think that a place won’t continue to function without you.”

“There are many people, and there are many geniuses.”

Waving his hand, Watanabe Osamu answered calmly.

However, although this is what is said, the truth is actually the same.

But as long as one is a human being, he or she has emotions.

Not to mention that this group of people are at their purest period.

“Who can tell what the future holds?”

Shiraishi Kuranosuke said this subconsciously.

"All right."

“Don’t think you’re unique.”

"Maybe even if you want to stay, it's unlikely."

"Of course, if you are kidnapped, remember to give me the gold."

Watanabe Osamu bit the toothpick in his mouth, rolled his eyes, and glanced at Shiraishi Kuranosuke out of the corner of his eye.

There was a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.

[The world is so big, and Japan is just a tiny place~! ]

If you want to truly go global and enter the world of tennis, now is definitely a rare opportunity...

I'm really looking forward to seeing you, Shiraishi, stand tall in the world of tennis.

After a sigh of melancholy in my heart.

Watanabe Osamu pushed down his fisherman's hat, turned around, and waved his hand casually.

It gradually sank into the darkness and disappeared.

"..."

Looking at Watanabe Osamu's back, Shiraishi Kuranosuke pursed his lips.

There was a complex look in his eyes.

Even though Watanabe Osamu said that, it still sounded like words of farewell.

......

Compared to the neon lights that are gradually returning to calm.

Here in Switzerland.

The sun has already risen here, even though there is an eight-hour time difference.

And at this moment.

In the Swiss U-17 training camp.

Figures are doing morning exercises on the court.

The leader of this group was a young man wearing a black and white team uniform with a red base, a yellow headscarf, curly hair, and slightly dark skin. He led the team with a steady aura and firm steps.

"Follow me all!"

It seemed as if he sensed that someone in the team behind him was slowing down.

The young man shouted in a deep voice with a blank expression.

And at the same time accelerated a little.

"Isn't Amadeus going to Australia to participate in the professional tennis tour?"

"Why are you still doing morning exercises with everyone today?"

In the team, a teenager with short hair and glasses glanced at the person at the head of the team and asked in confusion.

"Pete."

"Coach Qin reportedly said a unique junior high student would be joining the team soon, and that it would be best for him to avoid participating in that competition."

"In other words, Amadeus's position as commander-in-chief may be in jeopardy."

Kulalaja Tasta, who was standing in front of Peter Lambiel, explained without turning his head.

Of course, although he knew a little more than the other party, that was all.

He was full of curiosity about the special junior high school player that his coach Qin Onokyiha mentioned.

After all, a junior high school player can threaten the position of the captain of a U-17 training camp, and the No. 1 position of the captain of the Swiss U-17 training camp, which is ranked second in the world.

This alone says it all.

"what?!"

"No wonder Amadeus isn't going on the professional tennis tour anymore."

"No matter who it is, I guess they won't be able to get rid of it."

"If I leave, my house will be robbed~!"

Peter Lambiel adjusted his glasses and couldn't help sighing.

"Is Coach Qin getting senile?"

"It's a serious problem for junior high school players to even survive training camp when their hair hasn't even fully grown. Banning Amadeus? Are you kidding me?"

At this moment.

Following behind the two men was a teenager with a bare upper body, muscular body, and a Tyrolean red baseball cap, who sneered.

"It's fine if Amadeus believes it, but do you all believe it?"

Followed by.

Another muscular man with a beard, short hair and a Wolverine look next to him echoed this.

"Randy Pugu, Albert Federer."

"Can you please not say bad things in front of the elderly?"

"I'm old, not deaf."

Just at this time.

A slightly old voice slowly came into the ears of the two muscular men.

The moment the words fell.

The two of them knew what was happening and shut up without saying a word.

Qin Onokyiha rubbed his temples with his slightly trembling hands, then heaved a long sigh.

"Silly kids, the big devil is coming here soon."

"The more cocky you are now, the more obedient you will be in the future."

Say it.

He shifted his gaze to the other side.

I saw a group of junior high school players gathering there.

"These little guys are so miserable..."

"Originally, the U-17 World Cup's experimental reform to allow middle school players to participate was a rare opportunity, but unfortunately..."

"Before everyone is in place, let me, an old man, give you some guidance. It can be considered a form of compensation."

"..."

Maybe it's because I'm old and become nagging.

Qin Onokyiha muttered to himself as he walked towards the junior high school players.

no doubt.

Now the Swiss U-17 training camp has already known Beichuan.

Even have a certain degree of understanding of it.