Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, the junior high school students have been in this training camp for more than half a month.
Everyone has begun to get used to everything here.
The shuffle war has gradually come to an end.
Most people have settled in courses that suit their respective strengths.
Yukimura, Tezuka, Atobe and others who have already occupied court No. 3 are also discussing when to move forward to a higher level.
Court No. 3 was not the end point they wanted.
What they want is to reach the No. 1 court where Amuro is.
After the training in the morning, everyone went back to the dormitory to take a shower and change clothes.
They were about to enjoy a delicious lunch and refreshments.
"Hmm~~ When drinking black tea after sweating during exercise, you still have to choose single-origin black tea."
Atobe behaved like a young man, picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip. It could be seen that the life here was not bad for a young man like Atobe.
"No, something bad is going to happen!"
Kikumaru hurried over, pressing his hands on his knees and breathing heavily.
"What's the big deal why Kikumaru-kun is so anxious?"
Shiraishi put his hand on his forehead and looked at Kikumaru.
"2...The game is about to start on court 2!"
Kikumaru said after calming down his rapid breathing.
"Court 2? Are we scheduled to have a shuffle match today?"
Yukimura tilted his head and said with some confusion.
The people in Court No. 3 are still sitting here peacefully.
"No, I just went to the bulletin board and looked at it this morning. There is no shuffling battle scheduled for us today."
Atobe put down the teacup in his hand and shook his head.
"That's the reshuffle between Court No. 1 and Court No. 2."
Chotaro suddenly became energetic. He couldn't miss a shuffle of this level.
Watching the matches of strong players is of great benefit to Chotaro.
"No! It's Oishi, Kite, Sanada and the others!"
"The people who were eliminated from the training camp before are now all back! And they are about to start playing against the people on Court No. 2!"
Kikumaru said excitedly.
He was extremely happy to see Oishi Kikumaru again, but he did not forget to tell everyone the good news.
"What!"
Everyone stood up immediately.
The news brought by Kikumaru shocked them a little.
Their friends... are back!
...
Turn the time back to early morning.
After clearing the straight line sprint arranged by Mifune Entrance in one go, Kite, Sanada and others finally saw their destination in front of them.
"Hmm? A cabin?"
"There are three boats painted on the wall? Is this the latest bad joke?"
Everyone came closer, and the cabin was locked tightly.
It exudes an eerie and eerie aura.
Mu Shu took out the key that Mifune Iridou gave him and went to the door, then opened the door of the wooden house under the watchful eyes of everyone.
"What!"
"Is this the reward the coach said!"
Everyone looked surprised when they saw the black uniforms prepared by Mifune Iridou for them.
"Go down the mountain, kiddos! Let the coaching staff and the people who eliminated you take a look at your progress!"
“It’s time to make a black wave!
"
There is also a letter left by Mifune Iridou to everyone.
At the end of the letter there are also three boats drawn.
"It's our turn to show up!"
Mu Shou put on his black uniform jacket, and suddenly a chilling air made everyone look stern.
Immediately afterwards, Sanada also put on his uniform, and the two of them led everyone on their way back down the mountain.
In training camp.
When Kite, Sanada and others came down the mountain, they happened to meet everyone on the second court who was running laps to warm up.
Peng!
The wooden hand's crisp ball passed directly in front of the crowd on Court No. 2.
The startling wind pressure immediately caused everyone in Court No. 2 to stop.
"You must be the people from Court No. 2, right?"
Mu Shu said calmly.
"So what?!"
The leader of Court No. 2 looked at these brats coldly.
Aren't these the little devils who were eliminated back then?
"Then, I would like to ask you all to compete with us!"
Kite stood on the steps and looked down at the crowd on Court No. 2. He already knew from the coaching staff that Yukimura, Tezuka and others had climbed up to Court No. 3.
Then these people must win the No. 2 court.
"There is a rule in this training camp."
On the right, Wei Tailang looked at the group of people in black jackets and said.
"Rules? I would like to hear the details."
Liu Lianer said calmly.
"There is absolutely no room for denying a request to play by someone wearing black uniforms."
Wei Tailang on the right looked at the group of brats and said.
"This is too exaggerated."
Sanada sneered.
"The chance that this has something to do with the Taoist coach is... 100%."
Inui Sadaharu's words are exactly what everyone thinks.
This is basically not difficult to guess.
"Elusive! People who were branded as losers in this training camp and left..."
"One day these guys will come back wearing black uniforms and they'll have a different level of strength than they had before they left training camp."
"It even has the strength to not lose to No. 1 Stadium."
On the right, Wei Tailang looked at the players in black uniforms in front of him, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
He also wore such clothes after losing to An Shijin.
"Those of us just came back, but there's not even a place to play ball."
"So we are going to take over Court No. 2, are you all ready?"
Sanada snorted coldly.
"No matter how many of you come here to challenge, there's no way you can win on our No. 2 court!"
Someone on the second court said angrily.
"As long as any one of us loses, we lose."
"That's right, none of us will lose to you!"
Everyone in the losing group showed excitement, they could finally have a real fight with someone.
"What! Don't let me get carried away with you!"
The people in Court No. 2 really couldn't stand the arrogance of these brats.
Many people even swung their bats to hit golden threads one after another. They wanted to give these little devils a little pain.
However...
A black shadow flashed, and the mist-like black aura rose like fireworks.
Samba steps!
Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng!
With Tian Renzhi's swing, all the tennis balls were knocked back by him.
That brutal force directly caused the high school students on Court No. 2 to suffer a big loss.
"How can this be!"
"He knocked the ball back all by himself!"
Tian Renzhi's performance made the high school students on Court No. 2 understand that these little guys are not to be trifled with.
Seeing this, Wei Tailang, who was on the right side, had no choice but to agree.
"Then let's have a competition! I can also see what skills you people have learned!"