Chapter 29
German U-17 Recommendation Letter! Underground Dead Ball Game! Qiqi Leaves!

0029 German U-17 Letter of Recommendation! Underground Death Match! Both Leave!

Two days later.

Evening.

Villa in the suburbs of Boston.

“Happy birthday!! Ryoma!!”

“Ryoma!! You're another year older!! Blow out the candles!!”

Listening to the birthday celebration for Ryoma Echizen downstairs at the window, with Rinko Echizen and the others.

Nanjiro Echizen leaned against the window frame, his gaze fixed on Bei Mo, who had been away from home almost all year due to competitions.

The 11-year-old already had none of the childishness that was unique to children.

Although, he wasn't sure what level of strength this little guy had reached this year.

But he knew.

The other's progress would definitely be amazing!!

“Starting tomorrow, he'll be formally learning tennis, right?”

“Yeah, he's already 9 years old! Under your and Ryuga's influence, this kid Ryoma has enough passion for tennis!”

Hearing Nanjiro Echizen's answer, Bei Mo was not surprised.

Ryoma Echizen was still young before, and it was not good for his physical growth to learn tennis too early.

Over the past year, he had repeatedly sneaked out with Ryoma Echizen's racquet to try and teach himself.

At the age of 9.

Whether it was the suppressed fighting spirit from the past two years without being able to learn tennis.

Or his physical fitness.

It was the best time to start his tennis career.

This was Nanjiro Echizen's original plan and intention.

“So, where is the place you arranged for me to go a year ago?”

Bei Mo spoke again, getting straight to the point.

Nanjiro Echizen listened, took a letter from his pocket, and placed it in front of Bei Mo.

“Germany!”

“The country currently recognized by the world as having the most comprehensive tennis training system!”

“Also, the country with the most current professional players in the world professional tennis league!”

“And there is a special training camp for teenage tennis prodigies in Germany! The German U-17 Training Camp!”

“That's where you're going!”

“This is my letter of recommendation! You need it to get in!”

Bei Mo's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard his destination was Germany.

He had already guessed a year ago.

The current four major tennis powers in the world.

Germany, France, Spain, and Switzerland.

Germany's player training system was undoubtedly the most complete and scientifically precise of the four.

He's almost 12 years old now...

So, those guys in the German U-17 should be at the crucial point of their development in terms of both strength and talent!

Bei Mo took the envelope from Nanjiro Echizen's hand and put it in his pocket.

“What about this kid Ryuga?”

“Although he has been working hard to improve himself this year, the speed of his progress can be said to be astonishing to me!”

“But the impact of his talent is still a long way from being able to control himself!”

“If you haven't figured it out, my suggestion is… he can go to Spain for a while!”

Nanjiro Echizen's suggestion made Bei Mo shake his head: “You want him to go back to the old headmaster, don't you? It's a direction, but I don't think it's the best choice for him!”

“Since, his tennis at this stage is inconvenient to appear in any official public competitions!”

“Then, let him try another kind of tennis!”

“Start with the US… Let him decide where he wants to go in the future!”

The words made Nanjiro Echizen's pupils shrink.

Another kind of tennis!

That is, the tennis hidden in the darkness... in the shadows of the light!

“You wouldn't have come into contact with that kind of game, would you?”

“No! But I saw one with Reinhardt and the others half a year ago! I have to say… although it's dirty and vile there! But! It's a great grind for any player!”

Nanjiro Echizen's eye twitched slightly.

That kind of competition… It's more than just dirty and vile!

Using money and the players' lives and tennis careers as stakes.

Underground death match!

Every tennis player who plays there is almost a criminal on the court.

Powerful players will get benefits there, even unimaginable adoration.

But once they lose a game… the players will be met with hell!

Even when he was young, he never thought of going to see for himself.

And using that place as a grind…

“You little punk! Aren't you afraid of Ryuga having an accident there? My reputation is legendary in the outside world! But there… I can't guarantee Ryuga's safety!”

“Risk and reward are always proportional! Death matches are a nightmare for ordinary players! But for Ryuga, it's the best choice for him to understand and use his power!”

Nanjiro Echizen nodded helplessly when he saw Bei Mo's calm answer: “It seems you and Ryuga have already discussed this and have thought it through…”

“Then, do as you please!”

“But make sure he remembers to call home! Rinko, Kaori, and Ryoma still see him as real family!”

Bei Mo's gaze at this moment also converged on Ryoma Echizen, who was celebrating his birthday with Rinko Echizen and the two women downstairs at the window.

“As long as he's safe, he will.”

...

At night.

Bei Mo and Ryoma Echizen, carrying their tennis bags, walked out of the villa gate.

Although the latter was a year older than Bei Mo, Bei Mo was now half a head taller than him.

“Big brother! We're just leaving like this?”

“What else? Auntie Rinko and Kaori can't possibly understand the real reason why you're leaving! It's better to leave this troublesome matter to the old man to solve!”

“As for Ryoma Echizen, you can find him whenever you've sorted yourself out!”

“But the precondition is… to survive in that place!”

Bei Mo said, patting his shoulder.

Ryoma Echizen remained silent for a few seconds, then let out a long breath: “I got it! Don't worry! Big brother! I think we'll see each other soon!”

“It's up to you then! By the way, if you have the chance to go to Madrid! Remember to see the old headmaster and them!” Bei Mo nodded and spoke slowly.

Ryoma Echizen did not hesitate to pat his chest, indicating that he would not forget this.

Soon.

Two taxis drove up from a distance, stopping in front of the two of them.

Bei Mo and Ryoma Echizen looked at each other, then both got into the taxis with their backpacks.

“Buzz——”

“Buzz——”

As the two taxis left one after the other, it was clear that their destinations were not the same.

...

By the window of the villa.

Nanjiro Echizen watched the two taxis drive further and further away, a complex look in his eyes.

The two kids he brought back two years ago.

Now they're leaving together, each heading for a different future.

He closed his eyes.

He still subconsciously saw the scene that happened in an orphanage in Spain two years ago.

“Good luck! Both of you kids!”

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