"Little one, you're a little extreme."

"Is there anything like this to my brother?"

"Long-winded, it's not like you can't take it."

"What a loving brother."

"It's not even close."

Looking at the two fighting after the game, Minamijiro was relieved.

The two imps in their eyes are now growing up decently.

(Maybe one day I won't tell you, you'll discover the secret of "power" yourself.) ）

(It's really a thing)

With such a determination in his heart, Minamijiro occasionally feels that this world is not so boring.

At least now, as a head coach, he has a high interest in developing these guys.

(This feeling of challenging a strong opponent after a long time, I didn't expect to experience it as a coach one day.) ）

The throbbing in his heart never stopped, especially when the memory of the World Championship was possessed, and Minamijiro wanted to do something more and more.

In my words, he is "a ball addict".

But he couldn't find a suitable target for a while, so he could only choose to train people.

The strength of the Neon team can also make him feel a burst of pressure.

If you want to beat them, you have to come up with a final lineup that is not weaker than them.

As it was once said, a Minamijiro can be targeted in the team competition.

But if it's seven Minamijiro. Then there is no question of whether it will be targeted, but whether the opponent is qualified to fight a tough battle.

In order to avoid such an extreme situation, Minamijiro can only find a way to train all the people on the American team.

"It's a challenge, as a coach."

With a tail grass between his mouth, Minamijiro was looking forward to it.

"Polk seems to have stopped his professional activities lately?"

"It is said that I am concentrating on retreat training for this year's World Championships."

"Is that an exaggeration? Although the neon middle school student is very scary, not everyone can be so strong, right? ”

At the training camp in Germany, the people who are the official team members are also talking.

"Bertie, are you that self-motivated?"

"Hey, that's not right, I'm just stepping up my usual training."

"Haha, he seems to have been stimulated, a little dissatisfied with his own situation, he wouldn't have done so much training before."

As a member of the partner, Schneider also picked up the barbell in his hand and moved.

"Obviously as a king, but was persecuted by latecomers? What a bad joke. ”

Bismarck shook his head, incredulous at the current course.

Thinking about it before, where was the turn of their German team to be like this?

As a result, a neon has not even started the game, and they have been forced to practice martial arts in advance?

If you say this, I'm afraid it will only be laughed at.

"By the way, I don't seem to have seen Q· P, what is he doing? ”

"So I haven't seen him for a while."

"I guess I'm perfecting my own qualities."

"Really? It's not perfect now, is it? After all, a new seamless has emerged. ”

"Isn't that a good thing? Just because it's not perfect, it means there's room for improvement. ”

"That sounds a little scary."

"Are you Akutsuhito?"

"Huh? Who are you? ”

Akutsu, who was practicing at a public professional club, suddenly met a person who came to the door on his own initiative.

The other party's appearance with a turban and dark skin did not make him have any impression.

"I'm Amadeus, also a professional player, the main player of the Swiss team."

The comer revealed his identity, which also made Akutsu's batting move slightly sluggish.

"Looks like you're here to find fault."

Glancing at the other party's morale-fighting appearance, Akutsu smiled with a bloodthirsty expression.

"Lone wolf. As the name suggests. ”

Amadeus stared at Akutsu, who had a hideous face, and also felt the other party's amazing momentum.

Ordinary players are afraid that they will not be able to stand steadily in the face of him, and the coercion that suppresses the whole body is really terrifying.

"Although I'd love to play you here, too."

"But then there will be a lot of uncontrollable things."

Dispelling the idea of testing the other party here, Amadeus spoke instead.

"You can't escape."

Seeing Amadeus' words that he didn't want to fight, Akutsu reminded in a deep tone.

The guy he was targeting never jumped out.

Wolves are not the kind of animals that will return empty-handed when they encounter their prey.

"What a dangerous guy."

Even though he hadn't entered the stadium yet, Akutsu had already hit the ball over.

Unhurriedly, he pulled out his racket to catch the ball, and Amadeus looked at the rising momentum of Akutsu and became interested.

(It's just that the game hasn't started yet, and it's so vindictive.)

(He has similar feelings to the guy he saw in the video.) ）

It can be understood why there is a crazy winning streak and no one can defeat him, but he has unimaginable strength.

Amadeus had a hunch that once he fought this man, there would inevitably be an extremely tragic confrontation.

"Bang!!"

The black shot hit, and Akutsu's face did not change, and he reached out and grabbed it.

"Black balls of light?"

Hesitantly glancing at the tennis ball that had been caught in his hand to regain its color, Akutsu looked again in the direction where Amadeus had left.

"I remember you, you can't run away!"

With such a declaration, Akutsu did not chase the other party directly, but remembered the other party's face and identity.

The guy who dared to run over and provoke him and leave, he couldn't get used to this kind of arrogant approach.

"Bang!!"

"Yo, Duke, it's a lot stronger."

"Yes, maybe you can meet Byodoin at the competition this year, so I have prepared a big gift for him."

"Do you mean my sister's, or your own?"

"Huh? Well, of course it's mine, and I'm going to get my revenge. ”

was teased by his teammates, but Duke was not angry, but replied kindly.

The sturdy body looked very funny.

But none of his teammates dared to underestimate him.

The wrecking king of France!

Even if "Camus" was born, it still couldn't stop Duke's firm popularity brought by strength.

"Ahh

Camus looked at Duke's eye-catching situation and couldn't help but sigh beside him.

"Is there more than twenty days?"

"I don't know if I'll be able to catch up."

As the main general of France, he has not many things to consider.

"Prance, you're moving too slowly!"

"Tsk, come again!!"

But the struggle of the first grade also moved him.

"We must grasp the tide of the times this time."

With that in mind, Camus looked forward to the arrival of the World Series.

ps：

As always, it's dawn, go to sleep!

(End of chapter)