Net King's system makes me invincible

"So, is he the next minister in your mind?"

"Just as a substitute, although his character is very suitable, but on the court, he still lacks something."

Yukimura hasn't confirmed Tamagawa's identity yet, but he still has great hopes for him.

The only thing that is certain in Yukimura's heart is Kirihara, the next vice minister of Rikkai University.

……

boom!
"Hey! Xiaojin! They say they want you to control the power, do you want to tear down the school!"

"Really, Kintaro, you almost ruined the stadium!"

After the tennis club at Sitianbao Temple made a loud noise, they heard the roars of Shiraishi and Caiqian.

"Haha, I'm so sorry. I just wanted to try the new racket Grandma Shan made for me. I didn't expect this to happen."

In the cloud of smoke and dust, people from Sitianbao Temple could be vaguely seen. As the culprit, Kintaro laughed and apologized to everyone.

"Our club is poor. If you really ruined the stadium, the poor guy like the coach won't pay for it."

"But to be honest, Xiaojin's new racket seems to be better than yours before."

At this time, Ichishi Yuji and Jin Xiaochun walked out of the smoke with their shoulders crossed, and they praised Kintaro's new racket very much.

"It seems that Grandma Shan has put a lot of thought into this time."

"Little Jin, your strength is stronger again."

"That's right! Grandma Sugi said that this new racket is more suitable for me now. Next time I meet Horio, I will definitely beat him!"

Kintaro himself has a deep understanding of Shiraishi and Chitose's words.

It is precisely because he can clearly feel that he has become stronger, and his desire to compete with Horio is also stronger.

"Okay, okay, what are you doing to make such a big commotion... huh? Why did that tree fall!? Kintaro! You did it again!"

At this time, Osamu Watanabe, the coach, appeared. He had a relaxed expression and saw a tree not far from the stadium being uprooted.

Although it was not big, he still couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart even though he was stingy.

"Axiu, don't be angry, we will replant him later."

"It's not us! It's you alone!"

Facing Osamu Watanabe, Kintaro was still a little afraid, of course Shiraishi's left hand was entangled in bandages the most.

Hearing that Kintaro actually took himself with him, the other people in Sitianbao Temple yelled at Kintaro's little fantasies in unison.

"Forget it, now that the national competition is over, you should also think about recommending newcomers.

Shiraishi Chitose, you third-grade seniors have to make plans for the future of the Shitianbaosi Tennis Club. I will wait for your good news. "

After Osamu Watanabe finished speaking, he left the stadium, leaving behind Shiraishi and the others in a daze.

"Does the coach mean he doesn't care about that?"

"He doesn't care about important things like recommending newcomers... It's really his style."

"But we really have to prepare for the selection of newcomers. For the national competition next year, we have to take this matter seriously."

……

"Hey, who is it?"

"Stinky boy, it's me. People from the first and second armies will be back the day after tomorrow, but they're only coming back to rest for a few days, and then they're going to train overseas.

Your shit national competition should be over, even if it's not over, go back to the training base and teach those boys a lesson. "

In the training hall where Horio often practiced, he suddenly received a call just after practice.

A familiar and rough voice came from the other end of the phone, and a smile appeared on the corner of Horio's mouth.

"I know the smelly old man, I have been looking forward to it for a long time."

Just as Horio finished speaking, a beep came from the other end of the phone.

"Tch, your temper is still so stinky, you actually hung up on me."

On the other side, in a deep mountain, there is still a small mountain.

On this hill, a burly figure with an unshaven beard and a scruffy face stood on the edge of the hill and looked into the distance.

In one hand he holds a satellite phone, in the other the unchanging flagon.

Dozens of eagles are entrenched in the sky not far from him, as if guarding him.

"I've been looking for an eagle that can tear the sky of this world for so long. Show your sharp claws to your heart's content."

The gaze of the figure looking at the distance suddenly became sharp, and then he said these domineering words.

……

"Are you going to that place again? Anyway, the national competition is over, so you can go if you want."

"Thank you coach, I don't know when I will be back, but if there is something urgent, you can call me and I will be right back."

After being hung up by the person on the other end of the phone, Horio immediately called coach Ryuzaki and asked for a leave with no specific time.

Coach Ryuzaki didn't refuse either. Aigaku's training didn't do Horio any good.

After getting the consent of Coach Ryuzaki, Horio still politely made a promise that he would come back if there was an emergency, which can be regarded as fulfilling his responsibility as a member of Qinggaku.

On the second day, Horio packed up his things and set foot on the road to the U-17 training base.

And when Horio left Seigaku, Wimbledon, one of the world's four major tennis tournaments, was about to be held in Wimbledon, London.

As the organizer, this year, it has specially invited outstanding youth teams from all over the world to participate in exhibition games, so as to warm up for the holding of the main game.

As a representative of Japan, the Wimbledon Tournament Committee sent invitations to Qing Xue, Li Haidai, Heidei, and Shitenbaoji.

And this invitation, on the day that Horio arrived at the U-17 training camp, just arrived on the desk of coach Ryugasaki.

……

"It's finally here. I really don't understand why a national team training camp needs to build this place."

After traveling for half a day, Horio finally returned to the U-17 training base again.

Perhaps because he remembered the lesson from last time, Horio had just reached the door this time when the big iron gate in front of him opened.

Seeing that the iron gate opened directly, Horio didn't stop and walked inside.

Not far after entering, Saitozhi's figure appeared.

"So it's Horio, I didn't expect you to come back so soon."

"I was planning to come with my teammates after you sent out the training invitation, but the old man said that people from the first and second armies would come back tomorrow.

I couldn't wait to compete with them, so I came back. "

"That's right... We originally planned to send out training invitations in the next few days, but you Qingxue and several other schools probably won't be able to come in the next few days, so we postponed it."

Saitozhi was not surprised to hear the purpose of Horio's return.

On the contrary, it was Horio who showed a puzzled expression when he heard Saitozhi's words.