Figures hanging upside down on the big green trees.
They either curled up with their bellies or swung the ropes like they were swinging.
Hitting each other in this small range.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
A series of hitting sounds continued.
The surrounding birds had already been frightened by the sound and flew away.
"Damn it! What on earth is this trying to train us for?"
Ryo Shindo waved the racket in his hand angrily.
Being hung upside down in the air like this, he felt that all the blood in his body was rushing towards his head.
The surge of blood made Ryo Shishido become a little irritable.
“The load on the abdominal muscles and back muscles is 240%!
"
Inui Sadaharu swung his body and whipped the ball directly towards Yanagi Renji with his backhand.
The tacit understanding between these two people is astonishing.
But the most amazing ones have to be Kite and Sanada.
Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng!
The high-speed fight between these two people was as shocking as a barrage of cannons.
This sets a good example for others.
Although everyone was still a little angry, under the leadership of Kite and Sanada, everyone worked hard to prevent the tennis ball from falling to the ground.
"Ah..."
Mifune Irido, who was leaning on a tree trunk not far away, looked at the group of imps from a distance.
After taking a few sips of strong liquor, Mifune simply wiped the corners of his mouth.
"It's much better than those trash fish."
A look of satisfaction flashed in Mifune's eyes.
He was very satisfied with the talents of this group of junior high school students.
At least it was much better than the group of high school students he was training.
World Junior Tennis League.
In Mifune's opinion, this will be the Yin Shi of this batch of junior high school students who will become famous in the world.
Although we cannot underestimate the world, we do not need to underestimate ourselves.
There is An Shijin leading the team, plus these little devils.
Getting good results is a sure thing.
As for the championship, it depends on the luck of these little devils.
He had heard that this time, all countries around the world sent elite teams.
Although it is said that it is based on a school, a tennis school is also a school.
There are many elites in schools that specialize in training tennis talents.
Mifune Irido even heard that this time there are professional players participating in the German team of kings.
In addition, the Greek team's teenage god king has become famous in European youth tennis.
These are all An Shijin's opponents.
...
Time passed little by little.
The training camp has been extremely lively these days.
The usual shuffling battles are rarely seen every few days, but these days, a large number of shuffling battles are arranged every day.
For many high school students, this kind of scene is already a bit unfamiliar.
But for many senior high school students, they have seen such a scene before.
The same was true when An Shijin first entered the training camp.
Every day, the coaching staff arranged a shuffle game for An Shijin, until An Shijin finally played through the sixteen courts in the entire training camp.
In the past few days, they have also witnessed the continuous improvement of these junior high school students.
While occupying a higher court, the high school students who were originally located on this court were driven to a lower court.
"Tch! Is this training camp really gathering elite high school students from across the country?"
"Why does it look like this?"
Kirihara Akira curled his lips disdainfully.
In the past few days, he has defeated several high school students.
Although the numbers on the court have shown that the strength of high school students has indeed become stronger over time, their strength is still limited.
Even first-year Kirihara is enough to defeat them.
"Chiye, don't take it lightly."
"We haven't come into contact with the real strong people in this training camp yet."
Yukimura said calmly.
There were still images of those people standing with An Shijin in the past few days in his mind.
Yukimura believes that there are definitely experts in this training camp, and there are quite a few of them.
It's just that they can't reach it now.
If they want to face these people, they must win the shuffle battle all the way to the end.
"That's right, don't underestimate this place."
Mori Juzaburo said with a dull smile.
Maori, who had originally decided to quit the tennis club, was called back this time.
The U-17 training camp, such a mysterious place, also aroused the interest of Jusaburo Mori.
And he also met Ping Shanzhi here, who once told him that this training camp was far from as simple as he imagined.
...
After the shuffling battle is over, today’s training camp will begin.
In a high-tech building.
Everyone is accepting training camp tasks arranged by the coaching staff.
Every step is taken over by the coaching staff in black.
All data will be collected and reported to Kurobe and Saito.
The final training analysis is then obtained through computer scientific analysis.
This method of training is very new to most people.
But a few people from Higa Junior High School and Seigaku were exceptions.
They saw the shadow of Aoi Hwamura's combined training camp policy in this training camp method.
Obviously, the training philosophy of Aoi Hanamura, who has studied abroad, is correct.
Even the U-17 training camp also adopts this training policy, but the specific implementation must be more detailed and professional.
After all, there is a large group of professional coaches and the most advanced facilities and equipment here.
In addition, a large part of the equipment here is sponsored by the Atobe Foundation.
The Atobe Foundation is also one of the sponsors of this training camp.
Inside the small dark room.
Kurobe and Saito were watching everyone's performance through the monitor screen.
"I wonder how those people are doing now!
"
Kurobe said calmly, holding his chin with one hand.
"Those people? You mean the people in the losing group?"
Saito smiled indifferently, but those people had already been sent to hell by his own hands.
"If they go according to the original plan, they should be receiving special training from the head coach in the mountains right now."
Saito Zhi followed the monitor screen and glanced at the screen on the only way to the back mountain.
It's very quiet now, but in a few days it will be lively when the black torrent flows down the mountain.
"Human beings are incredible creatures, with hidden potential that cannot be measured even with the most advanced technology."
"How much is the connection between mental factors and this? Finding out the answer to this question is what I, as a spiritual coach, have to do."
Saito smiled indifferently.
The subject of mental strength has always been a top priority in this training camp.
After all, physical intensive training is limited. In the eyes of Kurobe, Saito and others, what really determines the upper limit of a player is their mental strength.
And this is why every group of players they value must undergo intensive mental training.