Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 483: Almost scared to death, the real business begins

Brand heard this.

A doting smile flashed across his deep eyes for a moment. The smile was gentle and indulgent, but it was fleeting.

Then, he suppressed the emotion on his face, said no more, and took out his cell phone from his pocket smoothly.

His fingers slid quickly across the screen, skillfully clicking on the contacts, and the light from the screen reflected his focused expression.

Soon, urgent notifications were sent to the staff in the training camp.

Not long after, hurried footsteps were heard and the staff rushed to the scene in a hurry.

They walked hurriedly, with beads of sweat on their foreheads, obviously they had been jogging all the way here.

Once they arrived at the scene, they quickly gathered around and began a cursory inspection of the situation.

But after just a quick look, everyone was stunned by the scene before them, with disbelief written all over their faces.

"This this......."

One staff member stammered with his lips trembling slightly, his voice full of shock and panic, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

"Coach Brand!"

Another staff member shouted anxiously, "No breathing, no heartbeat..."

These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the people around them hard.

In an instant.

The players from the Swiss U-17 training camp who were watching felt their hearts suddenly shrink, as if they were tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and their breathing became rapid.

After all, everyone knows what stopping breathing and heartbeat means. That means death!

The occurrence of a fatal incident in this huge national youth training base is undoubtedly a shocking event.

If there is any mistake, you may fall into endless crisis and face the risk of severe punishment.

For the Swiss U-17 training camp, one of the Big 4 teams in the U-17 World Cup, this situation is a disaster. Years of reputation and hard work may be destroyed in an instant.

However, in stark contrast to the panic of the crowd, Akutsu, Tokugawa Kazuya, Yukimura Seiichi, Sanada Genichirō, Yanagi Renji, Niou Masaharu, Kirihara Akaya and others stood aside with a relaxed look on their faces.

They either put their hands in their pockets or leaned slightly against the wall, with calm expressions, as if the situation of the Phoenix of Byodoin being "beaten to death" in front of them was just an ordinary little thing in their eyes and did not cause them any waves at all.

"It's just a fake death."

Akutsu curled his lips slightly, with a hint of disdain on his face, and said nonchalantly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone towards everyone's reactions.

"What's all the fuss about?"

Niou Masaharu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a teasing smile, with a playful gleam in his eyes, as if he found the scene in front of him very interesting.

"Didn't you notice his temperature was still there?"

Yanagi Renji pushed his glasses up, his eyes behind the lenses calm and sharp, analyzing in an orderly manner, with a certainty in his tone.

"Just send him to my house as fast as you can."

Brand looked calm and spoke slowly, without a trace of panic on his face, "There will be someone there to handle it."

He explained the matter clearly in just a few words and then did not elaborate further.

After listening to Brand's explanation, everyone's tense nerves gradually relaxed and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

However, there was still a hint of nervousness and uneasiness in their eyes when they looked at Beichuan, as if they had not yet fully recovered from the shock.

Inside the monitoring room of the Swiss U-17 training camp.

Qin Onokiyiha appeared calm on the surface and did not show any panic.

He stood there quietly, his hands behind his back, looking at the surveillance screen calmly.

But if you look closely, you can see that his forehead is covered with fine beads of sweat in an instant. These beads of sweat are densely arranged and slowly slide down his temples.

It was not until he heard Brand's words that he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

As the coach of the entire Swiss U-17 training camp, he knew that if this happened, the consequences would be disastrous.

And it happened at this age, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to his coaching career. The reputation and prestige accumulated over the years may collapse in an instant.

"Haha~"

Mifune Nyudo looked at Qin Onokieha and chuckled with a faint smile on his face. "Kitagawa boy, you know how to control your strength. If you really didn't, how could those troublemakers in your family still be training on the court?"

As he spoke, he picked up a cup of hot tea on the table, blew on it gently, and slowly put it into his mouth with a leisurely expression.

"Why did you fake the death of that Byodoin Phoenix?"

Qin Onokieha frowned and looked at Mifunerudo with a puzzled expression, the confusion in his heart surging like a tide.

After Mifune Nyudo put down his teacup, he slowly expressed his doubts, "Whether we defeat him or are defeated, it's obvious that faking his death is a waste of time."

His eyes revealed deep confusion, and he knew very well in his mind that no matter whether Byodoin Phoenix won or lost the match, it would not have much impact on the Swiss U-17 training camp in the end.

However, Kitagawa's operation of faking the death of Byodoin Phoenix put the entire training camp at risk, which is really hard to understand.

"Don't look at me, I don't know either."

Mifune Nyudo gave Qin Onokieha a deep look, then explained slowly, his tone tinged with mystery, "But one thing is certain, that scoundrel Kitagawa would never do anything useless."

His eyes revealed his trust in Beichuan, as if everything Beichuan did had a deeper meaning, but they had not yet noticed it.

"You really trust the young man Beichuan~"

After hearing what Mifune Nyudo said, Qin Onokieha couldn't help but exclaim with a hint of admiration in his tone, "That's really amazing."

He sincerely admired Mifune Nyudo's trust in Kitagawa. In his opinion, this trust was not without reason, and Kitagawa must have some extraordinary qualities.

next moment.

"All right."

Mifune Nyudo looked at the upright tea stem in the teacup and said, "It's time to end this interlude. Let's get down to business."

As he spoke, he stood up lazily and stretched out his body. His movements were very comfortable, as if he wanted to put the unpleasantness behind him.

"Business?!"

Qin Onokiyiha didn't react for a moment, his face was full of confusion and his eyes revealed puzzlement.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at Mifune Nyudo, as if trying to figure out what the so-called "real business" was.

"Yes! Business!"

Mifune Nyudo nodded and said softly, "If I remember correctly, the Swiss U-17's next opponent is the British U-17."

His eyes were fixed on Chin Onokyiha.

"What are you and Brand thinking?"

Qin Onokieha's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Mifune Nyudo with burning eyes.