Soji Hata watched the game quietly from the outside.

Everyone's face is more or less solemn, their expressions are quite solemn, and their eyes have some complicated emotions.

After all, the original purpose of choosing a partner at the beginning is to find a teammate that you feel is the most reliable and can be trusted unconditionally.

However, the sudden flip of the competition system really made the players who were originally competing a little bit at a loss.

Of course, there are also many players who form a temporary team who do not have such a heavy psychological burden. At this time, they have begun to use hidden pokes and hostile looks to start fighting openly and secretly.

There are also some eyes that show reluctance and determination towards each other!

Of course, all these wonderful dramas fell into the eyes of Souji Hatada, as if he were a superior person, looking at these "pleasing" contestants with calm eyes.

However, there is only one match that Soji Hata is more concerned about, the Son of God Yukimura Seiichi vs. Emperor Genichiro Sanada.

I don’t know why the two people formed a team, but maybe it was fate that the two eventually became rivals.

"Alas! It's a pity that we only play the tie-break, which is not enough to watch."

Souji Hatada muttered lightly, but his expectations for this have only increased. After all, the competition format is super short, and if you are not careful and your opponent seizes the opportunity, you will lose. Everyone will be full of firepower from the beginning.

"How's it going? Have you explained everything?"

"Um?"

Souji Hatada raised his head slightly and found that Saito Zhi was standing behind him at some point.

Grinning slightly.

"I guess so."

Saito Zhi narrowed his eyes.

"Have you ever thought that maybe they won't go to that place? Then they will leave with regret because of your suggestion, and maybe they will blame you."

"Oh, but I think in that case, the training camp will suffer a greater loss."

Soji Hata sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and said calmly: "After all, I don't think the training camp is rich enough to let two players who entered the training camp at such a young age leave like this."

Although Souji Hata's expression was very calm, Saitōji felt that there was something unsatisfactory under Souji Hata's gentle face.

Really, it’s another trouble. So it’s so difficult for these powerful people to have a good relationship.

I think that in front of these people who are confident based on their strength, I, as a coach, really cannot be displeased.

Sure enough, I'm afraid only the head coach can barely control these guys.

Saito Zhi's smile was slightly melancholy.

"Huh~"

After taking a deep breath, Saito chose to go straight to the topic.

"Can we talk about the different dimensions you used?"

"In another dimension, oh, you are talking about my thunderous wrath - the coming of heavenly punishment."

...

Seeing Souji Hatada speaking his moves in a serious manner, Saito Chi had an inexplicable feeling that he was really old.

But after thinking about the moves of some world pirates, Indian snake charmers, and black battle axes, Saito felt relieved.

"Thunder's Wrath? Well, it does fit the characteristics of that move."

After Saito gave a faint compliment, he continued to ask deeply, his eyes shining with exploration and expectation.

"You should have another move like this."

General Bantian raised his eyebrows.

"uh-huh."

...

Seeing Souji Hatada admitting but saying nothing, Saito said helplessly: "Can you tell me a little bit?"

"The extreme wind - extinguishes the storm."

...

Is it the name of this format again?

"Then what?"

"What then?"

"Tell me how you realized it."

Saito Zhi's eyes suddenly became extremely serious.

"How did you understand two different different-dimensional moves?"

Seeing how serious Saito was, Soji Hatada thought for a while and said easily: "Well, it just came naturally!"

Hata Souji said nonchalantly: "Anyway, I feel a similar power emerging from my body for no apparent reason."

...

I heard it, but it didn’t feel the same.

Saito sighed helplessly.

To be honest, as a spiritual trainer, he is relatively clear about the way to open up the Asura Shinto.

The Asura Shinto is also called the road to hell.

It is a stage that must be achieved after experiencing serious defeats, integrating those unwilling and persistent thoughts into the spirit of tennis, and then going through hellish training.

To put it simply, it is a state that players must achieve after experiencing hell and still holding on to the determination to win even if they die. Tennis players who embark on the Asura Shinto can understand their own skills in the other-dimensional field.

There are also players in u17 who understand different dimensions, but usually there is only one different dimension, and the appearance of Souji Hatada obviously broke Saito Yu's original understanding.

It stands to reason that this is a move that can only be mastered after reaching the end of the road to hell, but Souji Hatada has mastered two of them. Could it be that there is more than one level of hell?

Or is it that the small class teaching by the head coach is more effective than the large class teaching?

For a moment, Saito Zhi had many possibilities in his mind, but in the end he chose to let nature take its course.

"Don't relax, Bantian-san."

After Saito gave up some of his obsessions, his speaking temperament became unpredictable again.

"After all, there are many players in the First Army who are quite strong. Even you now will lose if you are not careful."

"Ah, I care more about the present than this."

Souji Hatada looked at Saito Chi calmly.

"What conditions do you need to arrange for me to have a rematch with Shuji Tanejima?"

Saito looked at Souji Hatada with a smile.

"I'm afraid this won't work. Shuji Taneshima's strength is also among the best in the First Army. His position will not change easily. If you want to challenge him, you must at least wait until all the First Army returns. At that time,

The opportunity for you to challenge is inevitable."

"Ah, it's really troublesome."

Having said this, Souji Hatada stood up leisurely and prepared to leave the stadium.

"Why, don't you want to watch it?"

"I've finished watching the games I want to watch, and it's time to go to training."

Have you finished watching the game you want to watch?

Saito turned to look at the court, his eyes swept across the field and quickly landed on a group of players who had just finished the game.

"Yukimura Seiichi—Sanada Genichiro, 7-1."

Eye-catching games are often more obvious. Saito Zhi undoubtedly identified the game that Soji Hata said he was interested in without any doubt.

However, when Saito's eyes fell on Genichiro Sanada, who was exuding a heavy and murderous black aura, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This player wearing a hat is a bit interesting.

When Soji Hata walked to a remote stand, a gentle voice stopped him.

"Yo! Bantian-san!"

Souji Hatada stopped and found that it was Irie Kanata, Oni Jujiro and Tokugawa Kazuya.

Irie Kanata waved to Mr. Bantian and said gently: "Would you like to train together?"

Soji Hata raised his eyebrows, glanced at Tokugawa Kazuya who looked cold and high-spirited, and raised his eyebrows.

"I'm afraid this training content is not simple."

Irie Kanata didn't say anything at this time. Instead, Tokugawa Kazuya stepped forward, his cold eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Staring straight at Hatada Souji.
Chapter completed!