The Real Training Camp Was About to Begin

"You just said you were determined to penetrate my right side, you've got quite the nerve."

After scoring with a return shot, Ushida Tarou made a sarcastic remark.

"Since you're the legendary Black Uniform Group, you should be able to play several balls at the same time, right?"

Let's change the rules. If you can get any ball past my right side, you win.

"Since you're so eager to taste defeat, I won't stop you. Bring it on!"

Sanada had no objection to the Ushida Tarou's last-minute change of the rules; on the contrary, it only benefited the Revolutionary Army.

After the new rules of the game were confirmed, Ushida Tarou threw out eight balls.

"That guy can hit eight balls at the same time!"

"The strongest player on Court No. 2 is indeed quite capable."

"However, in terms of the situation, we were still at a disadvantage in this match. Sanada was determined to break through the opponent's right flank, but the opponent didn't have that idea."

"But that's just in name only. The guy on Court No. 2 said that as long as we can get a ball past his right side, we win. Sanada can do more than just one ball."

Upon hearing Liu Hegan's analysis, the Revolutionary Army immediately understood its meaning.

"I told you, if you're so eager to experience failure, I won't stop you."

Swift as the Wind Storm! Immovable as a Mountain!

After Ushida Tarou, Sanada launched a powerful attack and easily returned all eight balls.

"That's pretty impressive. Being able to return eight balls at the same time, you're quite the expert."

However, he's only a skilled player; that's not enough to win.

Seeing that Sanada had returned eight balls, Ushida Tarou wasn't surprised.

In his view, if the members of the Black Uniform Group didn't even have this kind of strength, then they didn't deserve to be portrayed as so amazing.

So when he saw the eight balls fly back, Ushida Tarou had another ball in his hand.

Nine balls!? Can he really play nine balls!?

"Damn it... If it's true, then the situation is very unfavorable for us."

The spectators, seeing the tennis ball in Ushida Tarou, immediately sensed something was wrong, but what happened next made them truly worried.

Throwing the tennis ball in his hand, Ushida Tarou, and the tennis balls flew towards Sanada like nine bullets.

"That's more like it. Otherwise, I'd be very disappointed if that's all you've got."

After saying that, a black Aura appeared around Sanada.

"What!? What is that?!"

"Sanada... you've become this strong now?"

"That black thing looks really scary."

The appearance of the black Aura instilled some fear in the winning team members.

Yukimura, on the other hand, could feel the terror of the black Aura even more, because it could counteract mental power.

"What... is this?"

On the court, Ushida Tarou was also puzzled when he saw Sanada suddenly unleash a black Aura.

His calm expression changed when he saw Sanada swing his racket and return all nine of his shots.

"What!? You can hit nine balls at the same time."

On the Ushida Tarou still couldn't believe it, because Sanada was, after all, just a middle school student.

"Hmph, do you think middle school students can't play nine balls?"

Sanada was somewhat annoyed by Ushida Tarou.

"But even so, you and I can only hit nine balls, so I have an advantage over you in the same situation."

After saying that, Ushida Tarou returned nine balls.

"Really? That's quite unfortunate, because I still have a move I haven't used yet."

"What?! How is that possible? He's just a middle school student, how could you possibly have this kind of ability!"

Upon hearing Sanada's words, Ushida Tarou completely disbelieved them.

Looking at the flustered Ushida Tarou, Horio shook his head in disappointment.

"For the strongest player on Court No. 2 to have such thoughts, it seems the Revolutionary Army really picked the right person."

Horio despised the idea that middle school students shouldn't have the same level of ability as high school students.

Similarly, Sanada also disliked this view.

" Its Swift as the Wind Storm! Its Immovable as a Mountain! Its Aggressive as Fire!"

After unleashing two moves evolved from Wind Forest Fire Mountain, and Mountain – Burst and Peak – Sanada used Flame, evolved from Fire, in the Revolutionary Army's team match against Court No. 2.

Using these three moves simultaneously, combined with the black Aura, Sanada increased the number of balls to ten.

"Ten... ten balls!? You can hit more than nine balls!"

At this point, Ushida Tarou became even more flustered, and made an emergency move, gritting his teeth and swinging his racket at the tennis ball.

Bang... bang... bang...

The sound of balls being hit echoed one after another, and the tennis balls flew back.

But when Ushida Tarou, a ball still landed behind him.

"Great! We won!"

Seeing the tenth ball pass by Ushida Tarou, Kintaro jumped up excitedly.

Then the entire Revolutionary Army cheered.

"It seems... I've lost."

You've breached my right side; my God's Domain has been broken. If we continue fighting, I can't escape my fate of defeat.

"Thank you. From now on, Court No. 2 belongs to our returning Revolutionary Army."

Ushida Tarou's right flank was breached, he didn't mince words and immediately conceded defeat.

"Attention all players, as per the Head Coach's instructions, the twenty-five junior high school students from the losing group are hereby announced as the players for Court No. 2."

At that moment, the Kurobe's voice came over the loudspeaker, announcing that the Revolutionary Army had taken over Court No. 2, and only then did everyone in the Revolutionary Army completely relax.

"The revolution has begun, the real revolution."

Seeing the middle school students cheer as they defeated the Court No. 2 after returning to training camp, Horio was also happy for them.

Then he did some mental calculations and realized that the day when the First String and Second Armies returned was not far off, and that would be the true beginning of the revolution.

"This is really unsatisfactory."

"Very dissatisfied?"

In the Center Court at dusk, the Revolutionary Army in black uniforms and Atobe and others from Court No. 3 stood facing each other on opposite sides of the court.

When Momoshiro heard Atobe say he was very dissatisfied, he thought Atobe was trying to provoke him.

"You Loser Group are playing in Court No. 2, which is one place higher than mine? What kind of logic is that?"

"Why ask such a simple question? It's all about winning in the Court No. 2."

Kintaro, in his childlike innocence, directly offended Atobe by making a fuss over Atobe's accusation.

So the middle school students on the two courts started a match without warning, and their opponents were the teams they would face in the knockout stage.

"It seems that having junior high school students participate in this training camp was indeed a very good choice; the results have exceeded our expectations."

Inside the control room, the three Coach watched the Revolutionary Army returning from the mountains on the screen, Saito couldn't help but sigh.

Kurobe looked worried about Saito's assessment.

"That's not necessarily true... those people should already be on their way back."

"Them... it seems the real chaos is finally about to begin."

Kurobe agreed with Saito's words.

"We can't predict what will happen next."

Kurobe rested his hands on his chin, looking thoughtful, and then turned on the radio microphone.

"To all athletes, today's training session is now over."

All players, please pause your training and assemble at the Center Court.

The Revolutionary Army, who were training on Court No. 2, were in high spirits when they heard the Kurobe's voice on the radio, and they immediately felt a little disappointed.

Having just returned from the mountains, his desire for a proper golf course was much stronger than others.

But Kurobe had already said so, they had no choice but to comply.

"The list of 20 selected Reinforcement Selection Members will be announced tomorrow morning from the 144 participants present."

In the Center Court, Kurobe looked at all the players standing on the court and spoke.

"Those selected will begin practicing at their respective Dedicated Court tomorrow. That's all for now. You may all leave."

After making a brief announcement, the Kurobe returned to the control room.

"Reinforcement Selection Members?"

"Training on the Dedicated Court... it seems this training camp is coming to an end."

Upon hearing the news announced by the Kurobe, the middle school students, who had already adapted to the training camp's pace, became somewhat worried again.

But things always happen, and the junior high school students can only prepare to face them.

"The real show is about to begin. I wonder how these junior high school students, who have already undergone such rigorous training, will react when they are exposed to even more unknown territory."

Horio watched the middle school students leave the field with a look of curiosity and anticipation.

"Senpai, aren't you going back?"

Among the middle school students who had left, Horio, Oni, Irie, Tokugawa, and Tanegashima remained standing still and casually asked a question.

"You guys go back first, we still have some things to do."

Everyone, be prepared.

Hearing the ghost's serious warning, the curiosity of the group, who were originally preparing to leave, intensified.

"Starting tomorrow, this training camp will truly begin."

Whether it's the winners in the training camp or the Loser Group in the mountains.

What you are about to face is truly Hellish Training.

Seeing the curious looks on everyone's faces, Horio spoke up and revealed a little information.

"Hmph, even at this point, no matter how cruel it is, I will still take care of it."

"It's about to ignite! It's about to ignite!"

Horio's words did not seem to alarm the middle school students; instead, they fueled their fighting spirit.

"Compared to the battle that will begin tomorrow, all this training so far is just a warm-up."

The Hellish Training you went through with your Old Man is much easier than the training that starts tomorrow.

Tokugawa, who was usually silent, spoke up unexpectedly, and he addressed the Revolutionary Army in their black uniforms.

"We're not trying to scare you. This is where we get serious."