LRAB Chapter 176 Prince of Tennis U17 Training Daily 2
Chapter 176 Prince of Tennis U17 Training Daily 2
The restaurant has prepared a variety of breakfasts for everyone, as well as some fruits, foods like bananas, yogurt, etc. for everyone to absorb nutrition.
After taking a bath, I let Little Tornado out and prepared to feed it something.
On the other side, Yukimura, Atobe, Tezuka and their group, who were about to come over to call her, met Mori and his group who were also coming over in the corridor.
"Senior, are you going to the restaurant?" Yukimura smiled and glanced at Ochi Gekko beside him.
Maori Jusaburo also greeted with a smile: "We are just about to go and call Lan to come over first. The juniors too, right? She is probably feeding the little Tornado right now, so we probably have to wait a while."
Yukimura's smile remained unchanged: "Lan brought little Tornado here too? I haven't seen him for a few days. He must have grown a lot, right? Come to think of it, I was the one who named this child."
Atobe and Tezuka looked at him, then looked at the Mori and others opposite them, but didn't say anything.
Zhao Lan, who heard everything clearly from inside, twitched his lips and opened the door: "Senior and everyone, why are you chatting here?"
The little whirlwind that followed out saw Yukimura and ran over happily, and was picked up by him.
"You're just as heartless as your master. I fed you so many delicious foods in vain..." Atobe muttered as he glared at the little whirlwind that was running straight towards Yukimura.
After hearing what Totoro said, a human and slightly guilty expression actually appeared on the little guy's face.
Zhao Lan walked over and patted the little guy's butt. "Let it play here by itself, let's go eat first." She was hungry since it was early in the morning.
I put the little guy back home and went to the restaurant with everyone.
There were a lot of people in the restaurant at this moment. Other people inside had already arrived. Everyone went to get their meals and prepared to find a place to sit down.
Just as Tanejima Shuji took over Zhao Lan's plate, Tezuka intercepted him and said, "No need to trouble you, we are enough here."
Atobe took the thing from her other hand, and Yukimura had already pulled out a chair for her. Zhao Lan turned around, smiled apologetically, and sat down.
Want to repeat the same old trick? Atobe glanced at Tanejima Shuji and a sneer slowly appeared on his lips.
Shuji Tanejima was not angry either. He glanced at a few people, chuckled, turned around and walked towards Irie and the others.
Kanata Irie looked at the expressions on the faces of the people over there, and his eyes flashed behind his glasses.
Before we finished the meal, someone outside was already saying that the battle schedule had been posted.
On the battle list, the names of Marui, Yagyu, Fuji, Shiraishi, and Sengoku are all on it.
I glanced at the names of their opponents, and they were all seniors I didn't recognize.
Those who have competitions will take a rest and then prepare to participate in the competition, while others will also start preparing for the training tasks arranged by the base today.
These tasks all have deadlines to complete, and they have no time to waste as they are carrying heavy loads.
While the training camp was training, the people on the mountain were also busy. Zhao Lan followed Hua Di, and they were being chased by a group of eagles and were running away.
But... I have to say, Coach Mifune is quite creative. Everyone has balloons tied to their bodies, and the balloons are painted with the scent that eagles like.
If the balloon bursts, you are eliminated... Haha, if you lose, you have to wash the old man's loincloth. Everyone looks pale and tries their best to avoid the eagle's pursuit.
This kind of brutal training is quite effective. Don't you see that everyone is much more agile now?
Looking at Huadi who had fallen to the ground with his balloon burst, Zhao Lan gave him a little spiritual power to help him recover. Poor Huadi, he had obviously lost weight in just two days...
As time went by and everyone's strength on the mountain grew steadily, everyone in the training camp gradually got used to the weights they carried.
During this period, except for bathing time, they never took off the weights at other times, whether they were competing, eating or sleeping.
Now, if they are not reminded intentionally, everyone almost forgets that they are carrying weight.
After dinner that day, everyone drank tea and chatted as usual. After digesting the food, everyone went back to continue training, and she took Little Tornado out to play.
A cold breath came from behind her. Zhao Lan waved her hand and chopped back. She withdrew her hand in time after seeing the other person's face clearly.
Shuji Tanejima was holding a can of cold drink, and was putting it close to her face. His eyes were smiling like crescents, and he was just looking at her like that.
Zhao Lan glared at him unhappily: "You guy, you suddenly appeared behind me again?"
"Of course I believe you." Tanejima Shuji blinked. Of course, it was to let her get familiar with him and get used to him~
Since he woke up last time, relying on some training fragments in his memory, he not only learned the method of cultivation independently, but his abilities have also been upgraded.
Zhao Lan rolled her eyes. This guy's ability to restrain his breath had evolved again. Without opening the circle, she couldn't detect his breath at all.
Seeing her expression, Tanejima Shuji said proudly: "Have you discovered it? There are even more powerful ones~ Don't blink~"
Hmm? Zhao Lan became interested. She had some guesses in her mind.
The figure of Shuji Tanejima in front of her gradually faded until he disappeared completely. Zhao Lan raised her hand and grabbed his wrist accurately according to her previous impression.
"It's really invisible..."
"You've guessed it? I didn't expect that I could actually do it. It's all thanks to you." Looking at the person who was thinking beside him, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes. He gently turned his wrist and held her hand in his palm.
Zhao Lan lowered her eyes to look at their folded hands, then glanced at him. Seeing that he was pretending to be indifferent, she chuckled and pretended that she didn't notice.
After watching him play with Little Tornado for a while, she stopped disturbing each other's training and took the little guy to play somewhere else.
The next day, after finishing the day's training, she just returned to her room to wash up when she heard several seniors talking about tomorrow's competition on the stairs.
"I heard that it has been decided that a team shuffle match will be held on Court 5 and Court 3 tomorrow."
"The ghost boss is actually going to lead the high school students on court No. 5 to compete with Irie-senpai and his group on court No. 3..."
Hearing the voices over there, Zhao Lan looked over in surprise. It turned out to be a match between Court 3 and Court 5...
During this time, the middle school students went through many shuffle games, defeated the high school students in the previous numbered courts, and all advanced to Court No. 5.
Her face suddenly felt cold, and Shujima put the cold drink on her face: "Are you worried?"
"Worried? Not really," Senior Irie and the others are indeed very strong. During this period of training, not only them, but also the middle school students here have made great progress.
"Also, you were holding your breath and suddenly appeared again!" Zhao Lan complained as usual after taking the drink he handed over.
This guy has been appearing beside her in this way for some time, under the pretext of training his abilities and also helping her to be more alert.
Zhao Lan rolled her eyes. Whether she was alert or not was another matter. Her body had gotten used to his frequent appearances, so she didn’t react much to his sudden appearance…
As expected, I still felt that he was not dangerous and subconsciously let down my guard against him.
Zhao Lan shook his head, cleared his mind of irrelevant things, and turned his attention back to the competition.
Irie glanced at Tezuka, Yukimura, and Atobe and his group who were walking over there, and chuckled: "Tomorrow... is really exciting..."