"Whew... Ha... Whew..."

When Tezuka came back from running the lap with the last trace of physical strength, the whole person could no longer maintain his usual indifference.

"What the hell were you thinking about at the end of your day?"

"Is that status readily available to you?"

"Little ghost, don't rely too much on things that you can't use at any time."

Seeing Tezuka return, Minamijiro stood up from his seat, clasped his hands on his chest, and stared at him to educate.

(The more you try to get in, the easier it is to not get in...) ）

(Identifying the opportunities and conditions for you to open is the key.) ）

Listening to Nanjiro's education, and recalling the words of Akaji in his mind, Tezuka also knew what he was wrong.

In Fuji's game, at the end of the third game, he did think about opening the zone to end it.

At that critical juncture, if the Zone is opened, Fuji will definitely not have any power to resist.

This has led to the situation that Tezuka wants to open the zone excessively, but it can't be opened.

So much so that in the end, it was overturned by Fuji...

For him, it's a rare gaffe...

"Okay, starting tomorrow, while keeping training, you're going to play three games a day against the same guy."

"The score will be reported to the dry ghost by yourself, and I will see it when the time comes."

"That's all for today! Disband! ”

After criticizing Tezuka, Minamijiro turned to look at the people who were still here and said in a loud voice.

"Yes!"

"Good work!"

"Goodbye!"

Hearing this, everyone began to clean up the venue and gradually left.

"Think about it, what are you lacking right now?"

"Is it a flashy move? Or is it a scoring technique? Or is it the state of selflessness and the state of inactivity at that time? ”

"If that's what you think you're lacking, I don't think there's anything to learn."

Before the first-graders left, Minamijiro carried his magazine and reminded them.

Without waiting for a few people to reply, he yawned and left the venue.

"What does that mean?"

Kikumaru held the back of his head with both hands, and he didn't understand what Nanjiro meant by what he just said.

"He should have said it specifically to Ozuka..."

Kan Sadaji picked up his coat and tilted his head to speak.

"Tezuka..."

Fuji looked relieved, and Tezuka, who had calmed down, was also a little worried.

Obviously, Nanjiro's tone just now seemed very boring, and there was a rather disappointed attitude.

“....”

Tezuka didn't answer, but quietly thought about what had happened before.

From the initial encounter with Shiratsu... Until the Tojo and Akaji.

What he lacks...

…………

"How long are you going to fight?"

In the Ice Emperor's school, the trace department was standing on the tennis court, and the whole person looked embarrassed as if he had encountered some great disaster.

"It's not enough..."

Even though he was too tired to speak, he knew that he still didn't have the skills to confront Tezuka and Akaji.

You have to practice harder...

To reach the heights they did...

Normal training alone won't work...

Overtaking in corners or something, it's not so easy to do.

Recently, the trace department has fully squeezed his physical strength, and after training, he can even achieve the record of defeating all the members of the Ice Emperor's current regular selection.

As a result, he returned to the position he was chosen.

The Ice Emperor's system is as simple as that, the winner goes up, and the loser goes down.

If it had been changed to the previous traces, he might have been satisfied with this a long time ago, and he would have been complacent.

But seeing the duel between Tezuka and Akaji, he felt that his current self was not worth mentioning at all.

The thought that among his peers, he can't even hang up his name, it really hurts his self-esteem.

"See... It's very clear... Clear! ”

There was a blind spot in his eyes, and he was about to swing his shot, but he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

"Trace!!"

………

"Tsk, Ashigasaki, you want to fight, don't you?"

"Hey, don't say that, Akuzu, didn't I rob you of two moves?"

The tennis court at Yamabuki Middle School, which had been closed for a long time, was opened, and a gray-haired teenager and another black-haired teenager were playing against each other with a tennis ball.

"So, is there really any great guy in the sport of tennis?"

Akutsu hit the ball back, watching Asuzaki's actions, and said in a somewhat impatient tone.

His hairstyle is not as chic as it was then, but his eyes are more vicious.

"You even have a hard time playing with me, are you qualified to pick three or four?"

"You're really good at talking, you're going to be indiscriminate."

The two are not so much playing tennis as they are talking about yin and yang in words.

At first, Akutsu was pulled by Ash Saki to play tennis, and he felt very unhappy.

But after feeling Ashizaki's strange ability, he was a little interested.

But even so, he doesn't think there will be any masters in tennis.

Isn't it just chasing the ball with a racket?

Is there any great skill in this kind of sport where you can win a game based on physical fitness alone?

"Yo, isn't that our ministry's baby?"

"I'm practicing again today."

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a ball in the distance, and Ashizaki stopped what he was doing and turned to look at another court.

I saw Chigoshi Qingzheng alone constantly hitting the wall with a tennis ball in the field.

"Cut..."

Holding the tennis racket on his shoulder, Akutsu stared at Chigoku and lost interest.

That guy looks like he's a little more durable, but that character, Akutsu doesn't get along with him.

Although Ashizaki is not a good bird, he has a lot of fun.

At the same time, the operators of the Kanto Tournament welcomed a very important guest at this moment.

"Welcome, Coach Sakaki..."

"I've heard about it, so there are plans for a format change, is there anything else to change?"

The staff of the operator received Sakaki Coach of the Ice Emperor, and his tone was full of anticipation.

"Substantial changes, as submitted in writing."

"From my previous observations, many strong schools in the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition have only played three games because they are too strong, and the appearance rate of players is too unstable."

"It's very detrimental to observing them, so a change is proposed."

"For the youth selection tournament after the Kanto Tournament, there is no room for failure."

Coach Sakaki didn't have any change in expression, but spoke in a flat tone.

"I see... I will instruct my men to draw up the new rules and publish them when the time comes. ”

………………

"So, why did we run into this kind of deep mountain and old forest?"

"It's not a school trip..."

Compared to the training of other schools, Diguang is much more chic.

Through the bus rented by Akaji, several people from the tennis club came directly to the villa in the mountains.

"Because normal training is no longer enough for our needs."

Momoi stood in the car, looked back at the complaining Shihara, and explained with a smile.

"With less than a month to go until the Kanto Championship, it's time for some special training."

Holding the information he had recorded, Momoi checked everyone's condition and then said.

During this time, the goal of the Diguang people was very simple, to conduct physical training and competition in the school every day.

After confirming that the training was up to standard, the new adjustments were made.

"There shouldn't be any ghosts in this kind of place, right?"

Aomine felt the quiet atmosphere in the forest and couldn't help but worry.

"Are you a remnant of what era?!"

Hearing Qingfeng's strange words, the fire god couldn't help but complain.

"After all, Aomine-kun is unexpectedly afraid of supernatural events..."

"Kuroko! You! ”

didn't care about these people's bickering at all, Huang Se was full of interest.

"So we're all going to train here for the rest of the year?"

"Yes!"