Giving Them a Hard Lesson

"The match is about to start, let's all go check it out!"

In the training camp, many well-informed individuals have already taken action, traveling between various stadiums to appeal for change.

Some people, however slow to react, are still unaware of what's going on.

What are you all going to see?

"So the challenge was actually today, and someone came to challenge me, right there in that special venue at the very back!"

"What? Someone came to challenge us? Come on, let's go see..."

The crowd grew larger and larger, and by the time Muneyoshi and the others came out, almost the entire training camp had filled the area around the venue.

"Huh? Didn't the intelligence say that the Japan U-17 training camp only had three members left in the First String, and the others had already gone to Europe? How come there's one more person?"

Lee Sang-hyuk, the staff officer of the South Korea U-17 team, looked at Muneyoshi and the others walking towards him and said in a low voice.

"It's understandable that there might be some errors in the intelligence, after all, our sources aren't from high-level officials."

However, as Muneyoshi and the others approached, they were able to see Muneyoshi's face clearly.

"So it was him, the Japan newcomer from Japan at last year's World Tournament. I heard he's still a middle school student."

Upon seeing Muneyoshi's appearance clearly, Lee Sang-hyuk instantly knew what was going on with Muneyoshi.

"So it was him. But it doesn't matter. We've sent our best troops this time. Their remaining few are no match for us!"

Park Guk-chang, the captain of the South Korea U-17 national team, waved his hand dismissively, displaying his confidence.

In his heart, the only member of the current Japan Team he truly values is Oni Jūjirō.

However, although Oni Jūjirō is very strong, his performance in last year's World Tournament was not good, so he is confident.

"Captain, does defeating the Japan Team this time mean we've also defeated the BIG4?"

Hearing his captain's confident words, Jeon Doo-hwan, a member of the South Korea U-17 team wearing the No. 3 badge on his collar, couldn't help but daydream.

As neighbors and rivals, they were extremely envious of Japan, whose strength had always been roughly Japan to theirs, which suddenly rose to prominence last year.

We agreed to be lazy and Japan secretly working hard?

So they definitely had to come and cause some trouble.

Muneyoshi and the others certainly didn't know what they were thinking, but even if they did, they wouldn't care.

Once Muneyoshi and his team arrived, both coaches submitted their tournament rosters to the World Tennis Association officials, and the match officially began.

"The qualifying match between the Japan and South Korea teams now begins."

"Let's begin with the first doubles match, number two!"

"Japan's representatives Tanegashima Shūji and Irie Kanata will face South Korea's representatives Park Yong-gyu and Lee Gwan-hyeon!"

"Please bring your players to the stage!"

As the referee's voice faded, Tanegashima and Irie stepped onto the field with smiles on their faces.

On their opposite side, from the South Korea U-17 team, emerged two effeminate, skinny opponents.

"Look, the enemy is strong! We've actually sent out Tanegashima and Irie!"

"Hmph, strong? Do you think they can be a match for Tanegashima Shūji and Irie Kanata?"

Although the high school students weren't very familiar with the abilities of the two South Korea team members, they had no doubt about Tanegashima and Irie's strength.

Especially Tanegashima Shūji, currently the No. 2 of the Japan U-17 team, is someone they can all look up to.

"Coach Kurobe is going to give them a tough time, arranging for Tanegashima -senpai and Irie- senpai to team up. It looks like he's planning a quick victory, deciding the winner in just three matches!"

Standing on the players' bench, Muneyoshi understood Kurobe's intention with just one glance.

The goal is to implement Mifune Nyudo's saying: beat them to death.

Behind Muneyoshi were the second-string players: Fuwa the Iron Man Hirazeni, Yoshiyuki Tokugawa Kazuya.

After hearing Muneyoshi's words, although they knew that their chances of playing might not be many, they still cherished this opportunity to experience the world.

At this moment, they also understood why Muneyoshi and the others seemed so relaxed, and why the coach hadn't assigned them any tasks. It turned out to be this arrangement.

"We need to be careful in this match; these two opponents were also players from last year's World Tournament!"

"Rong Gui, don't worry, we definitely won't lose in doubles. You should trust our teamwork!"

Lee Gwan-hyeon was full of confidence, but although he was arrogant, he was not stupid; he was actually aware of what Park Yong-gyu had just said.

"The match begins, a single set to decide the winner, with the South Korea team serving first!"

With a coin toss determining who would serve, both sides set up their formations.

"Irie, don't try to put on an act this time! I don't want to lose face in front of Oni and Muneyoshi!"

Standing in the backcourt, Tanegashima Shūji spoke to Irie as if giving her a heads-up.

"Hehe, Tanegashima- kun, you're joking. When have I ever acted? Besides, I don't want to embarrass myself in front of everyone!"

"That's fine, just be a little more serious!"

Upon hearing Irie's reply, Tanegashima, who knew Irie's personality very well, smiled.

Irie Kanata's smile vanished, and the moment he bent down to kneel, his imposing aura instantly returned to calm.

A true stagehand will not let the audience become aware of their presence until the curtain falls.

In the South Korea half of the court, Lee Gwan-hyeon gently tapped the tennis ball a few times, then gripped it tightly in his hand.

His gaze swept between Tanegashima and Irie.

"The weakness is here, get there!"

Lee Gwan-hyeon snorted in a deep voice, then suddenly tossed the tennis ball in his hand.

Bang!

With a slight push from his toes, his entire body leaped into the air, his arms swinging down heavily from mid-air.

Despite his seemingly effeminate, high-tech appearance, the speed and power of this shot were not weak.

"A bit like Tachibana and Ishida's Cannon Serve?"

Seeing this somewhat familiar movement, a hint of surprise flashed in Muneyoshi's eyes.

It seems these South Korea aren't all useless; they've at least put a lot of effort into their serves.

If it were someone else, this shot might have been somewhat useful.

However, against Tanegashima, this serve is still far from adequate.

Tanegashima adjusted his stance slightly, and then swung the tennis ball forcefully after it bounced up.

"Hey there~"

A beam of golden light shone from Tanegashima's hand onto the opposite half of the court.

"That person reacted incredibly quickly!"

"I didn't expect that Kuan-hyun's serve would be completely ineffective?"

The South Korea U17 team members were all astonished; Tanegashima's return shot was indeed incredibly fast and skillful.

This counterattack caught them off guard, forcing Lee Gwan-hyeon had originally planned to rush to the net to surf, to turn back and defend.

Lee Gwan-hyeon's defensive maneuver at this moment once again demonstrated his strength, managing to barely save the ball from Tanegashima's attack.

However, just as the tennis ball flew over the center net, Irie, who was in front of the net, suddenly jumped diagonally and smashed the ball down with his racket.

A streak of light pierced through Park Yong-gyu and Lee Gwan-hyeon's defenses.

Meanwhile, Park Yong-gyu, who was also at the net, had a fine layer of sweat on his forehead. He hadn't even had time to react the moment he Irie.

In the blink of an eye, Irie had completed all the actions and successfully intercepted the enemy.

"Japan Team scores, score 15-0."

P. S.: "Requesting monthly votes"