King of Net King

Wimbledon Junior Open.

On the podium, illuminated by brilliant neon lights, a blonde boy holds up the championship trophy with a charming smile on his face that belongs only to the champion.

Around the podium, several golden beauties dressed as bunny girls surrounded him, surrounded by cheers strong enough to overturn the entire stadium.

The Golden Boy is one of the most outstanding tennis talents in Dé’s country, and he is also the winner of Wimbledon’s junior tennis tournament.

Although he is only sixteen years old, his brilliance is enough to put many world-class players away.

The young man stood on the podium with great spirits, but at this time, he did not pay attention to the almost crazy audience around him, but fell his gaze on a black-haired boy not far in front of him.

“I won, I hope you keep your promise and retire from this tennis scene from now on.”

Facing the other party’s aggressive gaze, the corner of the black-haired boy’s mouth couldn’t help but show a touch of bitterness, and finally nodded silently.

The black-haired boy turned to leave the podium, and his downcast figure looked extremely bleak, which was a stark contrast to the podium.

Looking at the audience cheering for the champion around him, the bitterness at the corner of the black-haired boy’s mouth couldn’t help but become stronger.

Originally…… The gap between runners-up and champion is so large, even in this very popular sport of tennis.

Everyone only remembers who the champion is, no one cares about a runner-up, that’s the reality, and the cheers always seem to belong to the champion.

His name is Lin Wang, a name that is enough to make Huaxia fans crazy, but just today he lost, and in the final he lost to that dé genius.

Leaving Wimbledon, King Lin was alone on the long street, allowing the pouring rain to fall on him.

The rain was so cold that he could feel a chill in his heart.

Reaching out and feeling out a comic book from his arms, with four big characters written on it, the comic book was already soaked by rain.

“I stepped into tennis because of you, but I didn’t expect to quit tennis now.”

King Lin smiled bitterly.

Just when he wanted to take the comic into his arms, a strange light suddenly flashed on the album, and then a thunder fell directly from the sky and disappeared into the top of King Lin’s head.

King Lin only felt a burst of electricity sweeping through his body, and then his consciousness fell into darkness.

The thunder gradually dissipated, and as for King Lin, he had disappeared, and the only thing that could prove that King Lin was here before was the yellowed comic book on the ground.

It is also strange to say that this [Net King] manga book can even soak it with rain, but under the thunder, it is not damaged in the slightest.

……

This is a small room, about twenty square meters, and the decoration in the room is also extremely monotonous.

A few wooden tables, a few posters and a small bed are all that is in this room.

On the bed, a black-haired boy lay there, and after about a few seconds, the boy’s fingers moved, and then he struggled to get out of the bed.

The young man is none other than the King Lin who was struck by lightning before.

“It hurts.”

King Lin covered his head with some pain, opened his eyes, looked at everything strange around him, and his brows suddenly wrinkled.

“Which is it? Didn’t I remember being struck by lightning earlier? Did some kind man save me? ”

King Lin has also heard a lot of news that he was not killed by lightning, so the scene in front of him did not surprise King Lin, thinking that he should have been saved after he was struck by lightning.

King Lin’s gaze kept looking at the room, and finally fell on a poster on the wall.

But it was such a poster that made King Lin’s heart twitch.

This is a poster about tennis, and in the center of the poster is a young man.

The young man had a dashing face, a narrow black hair tied behind his head, and a racket in his hand to maintain the posture of hitting the ball.

Directly below the young man was a name that made King Lin’s brain dizzy.

Echizen Nanjiro.

“The more … Echizen Nanjiro? ”

Echizen Nanjiro, a legendary name, but this name only exists in the second dimension, when is Echizen Nanjiro also promoted in reality, shouldn’t tennis players like Federer and Nadal be promoted?

“Really?”

As if realizing something, King Lin jumped up from the bed and walked to a mirror.

In the mirror, there was a slightly immature face, this face was very similar to King Lin, but it was much younger.

“Groove… What is the situation? ”

King Lin felt that his head was a little inadequate.

How did he get struck by one, and he was chopped young? It seems that it is not said in the news that Ray also has the effect of rejuvenating people.

“Host, are you awake?”

Just when King Lin was depressed, a slightly concerned mechanical sound sounded from the room.