Chapter 467

"We barely got promoted, and now we're being demoted again…"

Kurobe Yukio could not care less how long they had spent to reach the upper courts.

But by his standards, players were not allowed to make mistakes!

Then he set his gaze on Kamishiro Aki and said,

"First meeting. While the head coach is away, I, strategy coach Kurobe, will be the one guiding you."

After that, he swept his gaze around and said slowly,

"Everyone, as you know."

"This training camp is made up of 246 high schoolers and 50 selected middle schoolers."

"From now on, whether high schooler or middle schooler, you will all spar with one another."

"Strive to comprehensively raise the overall level of U17."

"However, the head coach said 300 is too many."

"We will drop 250 tennis balls…"

"Anyone who fails to catch a ball, please leave the training camp immediately."

The moment his words fell, a small biplane flew over everyone's heads.

"Buzz—"

Right after, a rain of tennis balls began to fall from the sky!

Seeing this, Kamishiro Aki smiled faintly.

It's begun, the U17 life can finally begin!

Then he grinned at Atobe Keigo and said,

"Atobe-senpai, don't fall behind!"

The moment those words left his mouth, Atobe Keigo immediately understood what Kamishiro Aki meant.

Seeing this, Atobe Keigo pushed off his legs and leapt straight into the air.

The racket swung, and five tennis balls immediately came to rest on the racket.

"This lord has no intention of losing!"

Seeing this sight, the Hyotei members' spirits were also roused.

"Snatching balls? Interesting!"

Everyone hurriedly joined in!

They immediately swung their rackets and pocketed the tennis balls.

However, Atobe Keigo had misunderstood Kamishiro Aki's meaning; he had only been giving a casual reminder.

He hadn't intended to snatch balls, but it didn't matter.

Anyway, eliminating one more person is one less person.

At a training camp, the one thing you never lack is cannon fodder!

Kamishiro Aki directly employed Moon Walk from the Navy Six Styles!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

By continuously stepping on the air, he brought every tennis ball he saw to rest on his racket.

One person alone grabbed 20 tennis balls!

Kamishiro Aki's racket full of tennis balls made those high schoolers' eyes go red!

"Hurry and grab the balls!"

"There's still tennis balls over there!"

……

While grabbing balls, Kamishiro Aki also noticed the arrival of the other middle schoolers.

Tezuka Kunimitsu took the lead, a tennis ball in hand, his gaze fixed on Kamishiro Aki's position.

"Kamishiro, we meet again."

Not only Tezuka, but almost the entire Seigaku team had come, except Echizen Ryoma.

Rikkai was the same, the whole team had come!

Looks like receiving an invitation for the whole team wasn't a privilege reserved only for the champions!

As long as they were players with real strength, they would receive an invitation to U17.

Taocheng Wu looked at the crowd and cried out in surprise.

"So you guys came too!"

Hearing this, Atobe Keigo, holding a racketful of tennis balls, tilted his head back and laughed.

"This lord is this year's national champion, naturally he would appear here. Do you have a problem with that? Hm?"

One counter-question left Taocheng Wu with an awkward grin; that was true, indeed.

Apart from the national top four, Sanada Middle School's Aji Kazuha had also been invited.

He looked at Kamishiro Aki, the gleam in his eyes about to burst forth.

"Kamishiro, this time we can have a proper match to our heart's content!"

Besides Aji Kazuha's gaze, Kamishiro Aki also felt the gazes of many familiar faces.

Tezuka Kunimitsu, Yukimura Seiichi, Sanada Genichiro, Fuji Shusuke, Yanagi Renji, Bai Shi Kuranosuke, Chitose Senri, Tachibana Kippei…

At this, Kamishiro Aki broke into a cold sweat, feeling that this group of people had come to the U17 training camp just to defeat him!

The target isn't me! Hey!

It's the high schoolers here that you should be after!

But Kamishiro Aki felt no fear at all, responding directly with an even more formidable gaze.

Seeing this, Fuju Shusuke narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"As expected of Kamishiro, still so calm."

The middle schoolers were in a state of peace, but the Gao Zhongshengs were like ants on a hot pan.

They were searching everywhere for the balls!

"Are there no balls left?"

"Damn it! Even one would do!"

At that moment, Inui Sadaharu pointed to a tennis ball not far away.

"There's still one over there!"

After speaking, he quietly withdrew.

The Gao Zhongshengs turned their gaze to the last tennis ball, and everyone rushed over as if possessed!

"Ah!"

"Don't fight me for it! It's mine!"

"Mine!"

At that moment, a small stone struck the tennis ball, causing it to bounce up.

A brat wearing a tennis cap appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Indeed, the newcomer was Echizen Ryoma.

He gripped the tennis ball firmly in his hand.

"Yo~ Made it in time."

"You still have a long way to go!"

Upon hearing his words, the Gao Zhongshengs wanted to flay him alive.

If not for the prohibition against fighting at the training camp, they would surely have found a way to kick Echizen Ryoma!

Immediately, he turned his gaze toward Kamishiro Aki.

"Kamishiro! We still have one match left between us."

Seeing this, Kamishiro Aki sighed slightly.

Why is even this show-off coming after me?

Once all the tennis balls had been claimed, strategic coach Kurobe had already returned to the monitoring room.

He spoke into the walkie-talkie, broadcasting to the entire field.

"It seems all the middle schoolers have found balls."

"Then let me briefly explain the training camp arrangements."