ALL NOVEL Chapter 64
Chapter 64 Okayama Oku Legend, 15 years old, professional level
“Katsuta Izo, Dateman, Banriya, and Tsukimitsu Ochi are all here.”
Saitō Itaru said seriously: “Byōdōin Hōō, Tohno Atsukyo, Kaji Kazena are on the way.”
“There are some people who plan to come over in a few days.”
Hearing this, the solemn expression on Kurobe Yukio’s face eased slightly.
Finally, a few people arrived, and the training camp in the backwaters should also change the direction of the wind.
“By the way, you didn’t go to Okayama Prefecture some time ago. What did you find?”
Kurobe suddenly remembered something and looked directly at Saito.
He clearly remembered that most of the players were invited by himself, and the most fundamental reason was that Saito went to Okayama Prefecture in those few days.
Otherwise, how could the workload be so large.
“Ahem!”
Saito seemed to have thought of something, and coughed a few times, slightly embarrassed.
“There is indeed a very good player in Okayama Prefecture.”
“He should be the same as Byōdōin Hōō.”
“Served as the Tennis Minister of Okayama Oku High School.”
Hearing this, Kurobe frowned.
Okayama Oku Middle-School? There seems to be no such school in the last National Middle-School Tennis Competition.
What good seed can there be for a school that can’t even enter the national competition?
You know, the U17 training camp has concentrated the entire tennis power of Japan, and it needs outstanding talented players.
“Hey, Kurobe, this minister is unusual.”
Saito seemed to know what Kurobe was thinking, so he said his body shape.
What the hell
Kurobe Yukio was stunned.
A rubbish school that can’t even qualify for a national competition, even if it is a high school tennis director, how strong can it be?
Suddenly, endless questions arose in Kurobe’s heart.
“Is such that.”
Saito waved his hand and said helplessly: “A well-known domestic club seems to value him, so most of the news is covered up…”
“how?”
Kurobe looked directly at Saito, with question marks in his eyes.
“That person is said to have broken through the professional level now.”
Saito said bluntly.
“Fuck!”
Even Kurobe was dumbfounded when he heard the news.
15-year-old professional grade.
Looking at the entire U17 training camp, not to mention the professional level, there are not even a few of the national peaks.
Otherwise, how could he take Byōdōin Hōō so important.
But he didn’t expect that Saito would meet a professional class when he walked around.
It’s incredible!
“Those reporters said that, whether it is true or not, I don’t know.”
Seeing Kurobe’s astonishment, Saito smiled slightly and said, “I don’t plan to come here anyway.”
“How can that be.”
Before Saito could finish, Kurobe blurted out directly.
If an excellent tennis player like this does not join the Japan U17 training camp, is there any reason?
With a professional player, plus the half-step professional Byōdōin Hōō, the strength of the Japan representative team is even more terrifying.
“Okay, okay, okay, I will personally come to invite him in a few days.”
As if unable to bear Kurobe’s scorching gaze, Saito was finally relieved.
…..
at the same time.
A bus is heading to the U17 training camp.
There are three teenagers in the car.
The man in the front, with blond hair and shawl, was exposed like a lion.
The two behind, one covered with long purple hair and one with pale curly hair.
The three of them are the former Makinofuji three giants: Byōdōin Hōōfei, Tohno Atsukyo, and Kaji Kazena.
Although they were the first to receive the invitation letter, Tohno Atsukyo was injured by Senyu Shinji, and it took a while to recover.
Therefore, they went to U17 training camp later than Tsukimitsu Ochi and others.
“arrive.”
The bus stopped directly, and the driver said loudly.
Shi Shiran, the three of Byōdōin Hōō, got out of the car.
A huge black iron gate came into view, surrounded by steel-steel walls all around, and even a little bit of scenery was invisible.
“National Youth Tennis Training Base?”
“Hope not to let me down!”
Looking at the mysterious U17 training camp in front of him, Byōdōin Hōō thought to himself.
“Boss, let’s go in!”
Kaji Kazena spoke lightly.
“Um!”
Byōdōin Hōō nodded and strode towards the iron gate.
Watching the three teenagers approaching in the U17 direction from a distance, a solemn look appeared in the eyes of the bus driver.
As a full-time driver of the training camp to pick up and drop off the players, he has seen many young people, many of whom are talented.
But this is the first time I have seen young people like Byōdōin Hōō who are full of domineering temperament from head to toe.
The other two teenagers, one brutal and violent, and the other calm and gloomy, did not seem to be good.
U17 is going to get windy this time. *