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Chapter 432: A Convenient Way to Become a Starter, Beichuan vs. Tasta

Just be.

This didn't last long.

It is replaced by another state.

"One goal after another, one goal after another, really professional level?!"

"Whoever you want can have sex with me now, I'm a coward anyway."

"Go up? I almost saw my grandmother waving at me from the sidelines."

"..."

As the players spoke, they quickly took a few steps back.

There's no way, I'm really worried about being affected.

I originally thought that Beichuan reached the T3 points zone because of his financial ability.

Never thought about it.

Every shot feels like a nuclear bomb dropping.

"So strong!"

“I feel stronger than before!”

Compared to these junior high school players, they are in a corner here.

Tokugawa Kazuya was standing by and watching with several high school players from the Swiss U-17 training camp.

“It’s definitely a professional level.”

"A veteran professional who is not at all watered down."

Peter Lambiel adjusted his glasses and said with a slightly serious expression.

Although he is only at the veteran national level now.

But he was born as a doubles player.

If you play doubles with teammates who fit in with you, it is still possible to reach a professional doubles level.

"No wonder he just agreed blindly when Amadeus brought that up."

"So you really have some skills."

Albert Federer, with his beard resembling Wolverine, didn't know whether it was because Kitagawa's strength displayed on the court instantly made his blood boil.

At this moment, while he was talking, his upper body clothes burst.

"Speak the truth."

"I'd really like to see what it's like for the Swiss U-17 team to be led by a first-year junior high school student."

Randy Pug, who was standing next to him and wearing a baseball cap casually but had a childlike face, also spoke up.

"Everyone really enjoys watching the fun and doesn't mind the trouble~"

Listening to what these people said, Kularaja Tasta, whose strength was comparable to Alexander Amadeus, couldn't help but laugh.

but.

But in the depths of his eyes, one could also see a different look.

Just the next moment.

"Drip drip!"

"Kitagawa wins."

"Get 31 points and you can advance to the T2 points zone."

The referee on the podium announced the result loudly.

Just when Beichuan was about to leave.

A voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

"Little guy, do you want to become a regular starter right after one game?"

Look for the sound.

Qin Onokyiha, Alexander Amadeus and Brand also came over.

And it was Qin Onokyiha who spoke.

"What does Coach Qin mean?"

After a slight pause, Beichuan turned around and asked the other party politely.

"As long as you play a round with him."

"If you win, you can directly become a starter."

"Of course, if you don't want to, you can still participate in the junior high school player selection competition and become a regular player by earning points."

"There's only one benefit to doing this, and that's saving time."

Looking at Beichuan, Qin Onokiyiha said slowly.

At the same time, the withered arm was raised and pointed directly at Kulalaga Tasta who was still watching the show.

"what?!"

All of a sudden.

Kulalaga Tasta opened his eyes wide, an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Pfft..."

"Hahahahaha..."

Albert Federer, Randy Pug and Pete Lambiel, who were standing next to him, were laughing so hard that they were unresponsive.

"Yes, that's you."

"You're so leisurely that you come here to watch the game."

"Don't say you don't have time."

"Well, if you lose."

"Go to the Alps tonight and bring me back a bucket of snow water and a bucket of hot spring water."

Qin Onokiya nodded, and then spoke to Kulalaga Tasta very seriously.

As for the penalty for failure he mentioned, the expressions of everyone present changed as soon as he said it.

Even Albert Federer and others who were laughing just a second ago quickly distanced themselves from Kularaga Tasta.

In fact.

Don't think Qin Onokyiha makes it sound so easy.

If this thing really wants to be done thoroughly.

The troubles and difficulties we experienced were not ordinary.

First of all.

The Alps are hundreds of kilometers away from here.

An experienced long-distance runner might need 6 to 7 hours, while a beginner might need 12 to 15 hours or even longer.

Professionally trained marathon runners can usually complete 100 kilometers in less than 6 hours.

That's a huge problem.

The key is that this is only the one-way distance.

Plus, a bucket of snow water and a bucket of hot spring water.

These two, one is cold and the other is hot.

Not only does it carry weight, it also affects the body's heat dissipation and other issues, and is a huge torture to the hands holding the bucket.

If this punishment is really completed.

Even the best triathletes can spend a few days in bed afterward.

Not to mention non-professionals.

"What if I lose?"

Just at this time.

Beichuan asked again.

"You lost, too."

"But, in terms of time, I will give you more."

"Well? What choice are you going to make?"

"Is it to quickly end the selection and the match against Tasta, or to choose a more cautious approach?"

With a flicker in his eyes, Qin Onokiyiha chuckled and replied.

"Then let's have a fight."

"To be honest, I still don't feel much about the big bullying the small."

After pondering for a moment.

Beichuan agreed immediately and readily.

To tell the truth.

As for this punishment, he didn't care at all.

After all, they had been chased by brown bears on the plains of Western Siberia, and by angry tigers before coming to Switzerland.

After his words fell.

An uproar ensued.

Just after this.

Everyone wisely kept their mouths shut.

After all, there is nothing wrong with what Beichuan said.

A professional player does seem to be bullying those national-level players.

"Hey......."

"As long as you are happy, old man~"

Compared to Kitagawa, Kulalaga Tasta, who was forced to play against Kitagawa, sighed with a bitter look on his face.

Then he walked towards the court reluctantly with his racket in hand.

"Coach Qin..."

Compared to everyone else, Alexander Amadeus was a little confused.

He was clearly preparing to play against Beichuan, but how did it become Kulalaga Tasta?