v2 Chapter 5： : They all cried!

"it's your turn!"

Sawamura's face was full of schadenfreude.

Now teams from all divisions have appeared.

Pharmacist, Daocheng, Didong, Shida Sangao, Red Sea, Wanggu, Spring Day, Xianquan...

All the strong teams are divided into almost completely different areas.

At this time, Ujimori has a very high probability to be directly divided with these strong teams.

Still thinking of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and making your Spring and Autumn Dream come true!

Of course, Sawamura knew the strength of Ukumori.

If Ukumori really breaks out, they will definitely have a chance to subvert the giants.

But this subversion has its limits.

You can subvert once, and you can subvert twice if you die. Is it possible that you can continue to subvert?

In a place like Tokyo, if you really want to stand to the end, you still have to rely on strength.

Like Ukumori, if he exposes all his trump cards from the beginning, failure is a matter of course.

In terms of absolute strength, compared with Qingdao, Didong, Daocheng, and Shisan, there is still a big gap between Ujimori and other giants.

Unexpected tricks, if you use them once or twice, it won't work.

Sawamura took pleasure in seeing the plum palace, and then turned to look at Nan Peng with regret.

Shouldn't he be happy?

Even though the two were in the same team, Sawamura's attitude towards them was completely different.

Mei Gong, he is more of a mentality of watching friends' jokes. Although the relationship between the two of them in the previous life was not close, they were still friends.

Judging from Sawamura's current state of mind, he has the heart to watch his friends' jokes.

For Nanpeng, Sawamura is more regretful.

The two didn't know each other in their previous lives, but Sawamura's name was very familiar to Nan Peng.

A young mentor comparable to Master Chris.

The big ginseng in the wheelchair, Nan Peng!

Pity……

Mei Gong was not at all surprised by the result in front of him.

In a place like Tokyo, are there really soft persimmons to pinch?

Not to mention, the teams that were able to participate in the official competition were the strong ones who finally won in the four-team round-robin match.

Their overall strength, needless to say.

No matter who you meet, is it a strong opponent?

In this case, whoever you meet is not the same!

With this idea in mind, his attitude is very comfortable.

Then he drew a sign and held it high.

number 11!

When he saw the sign in his hand, he was dumbfounded.

He can't wait to find a place to wash his hands quickly, it stinks!

The opponent in the first round doesn't matter.

The other party is also from the Eastern District, and they have also had an understanding of the other party's strength before.

Although the opponent is not weak, they should be able to defeat the opponent without any problem.

Terrible is the second round.

They are No. 11 and their opponent is No. 12. After winning the first round, their opponents in the second round will be the winner of No. 9 and No. 10.

No. 9 is still blank, No. 10 is Didong!

Even if they were lucky enough to win Didong in the end, they would meet Daocheng in the third round.

Done!

Mei Gongsheng rolled his eyes once or twice, and was about to faint.

After saving for a while, he was brutally abused by Nan Peng.

Although he was watching with a gloating mentality, seeing Umegong winning such a lottery, Sawamura's face was still very complicated.

This guy is so unlucky!

And for Didong and Daocheng, luck is not good either.

In the first few rounds, I met such a ruthless character as Uji Mori, maybe it capsized in the gutter.

"Captain, don't draw No. 9 for a while, or I will make you unable to take care of yourself within three days."

Kuramochi said grimly from the side.

Number nine!

There are still more than a dozen teams that have not drawn lots, and other teams are avoiding this number like a snake.

Too Nima is scary!

Didong, one of the top eight in Jiaziyuan, and Daocheng, the runner-up in West Tokyo, are they still together?

"Shouldn't it be them who should be crying if we draw number 9?"

Sawamura said lightly.

Plum Palace, who had just returned to her seat, looked at Sawamura in disbelief.

Then……

"It must not be number nine! It must not be number nine!"

He actually prayed for Qing Dao?

"There are still more than a dozen positions, don't think blindly."

Sawamura kindly comforted.

Name after name was called, and fewer and fewer teams remained.

There are five teams left at the end.

The position of number 9 has been left vacant.

And Qingdao High School has never been called to the stage to draw lots.

The atmosphere became increasingly tense.

Everyone stared blankly at the rostrum, and they had a hunch that something big might be about to happen.

Kurochi's hands were trembling.

Didong!

Daocheng!

And Ukumori, who makes Sawamura Eijun very jealous!

It's not really that bad, is it?

"Qingdao!"

Finally, at the penultimate fifth name, Qing Dao was called.

"It's your turn, Captain!"

Sawamura patted Miyuki **** the back.

Miyuki looked at him in amazement.

Sawamura gave Miyuki a look.

It doesn't matter who the opponent is, in the end it must be us!

That's right!

Miyuki understood what Sawamura meant, and he felt inspired in his heart, so he stood up very confidently.

No matter who the opponent is, we always have only one goal.

After the practice game with the third-year seniors, several of the main third-year seniors specially asked him to chat with Sawamura.

"I originally heard that there are various problems after the formation of the new team, but it is really capable of playing against each other!"

Isashiki Jun said.

"Everyone has come step by step from adolescence, and I believe you will do better than us."

Chris continued.

"Come on!"

Forming a captain is as simple as ever.

"We are very optimistic about you, don't embarrass Qingdao!"

"Wow!"

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In the process of walking to the rostrum, Yu Xing thought like a movie in his mind, remembering the scenes of the formation of the new team.

Sawamura, Kuramochi, Hakushu, Akatsuki, Kominato, Tojo, Maenen, Kanamaru…

Faces appeared vividly in front of him, and finally the corners of Yuyuki's mouth showed a comfortable arc.

No matter who the opponent is? They are all fearless.

It doesn't matter which group you're in.

We already have the determination to take that step.

With the determination to surpass the seniors!

He took the ball with the number written on it out of the lottery box. Miyuki didn't even look at it himself and directly faced the ball to the audience.

A single-digit number is written on it.

The whole place was silent.

Number nine!

Kan and Mukai from Teto High School, their faces turned green as if they had eaten grass!

Plum Palace beside Sawamura turned away.

Anyway, they're all dead, why can't they die?

Fukui, who was white and plump, suddenly changed his face.

Even if he didn't see the number, Miyuki knew what he had drawn.

Just like what Sawamura Eijun said.

You see, they all cry!

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