Net King: Age of Miracles!

Chapter 416 415. Arrived!

"Buzz."

Riding the train, wearing that familiar hat, Ryoma sat on the seat and fiddled with his cell phone.

"Toot!"

"Um?"

Glancing at the email that suddenly appeared, after seeing the sender's orange profile picture, he guessed who it was, and his expression changed.

He didn't want to click on it at first, but when he thought about being "harassed" in the future, he sighed and opened it.

(Little one, come on, Tezuka and I have already said in advance that you will go to Qinggaku.)

(I believe you will have a very pleasant semester there.)

(If you are autistic, you can call me at any time!)

Conveying the visitor's thoughts with words that make Ryoma's skin crawl.

Kind of like watching a good show.

“What a headache guy”

He closed and deleted the email, and didn't plan to reply, Longma knew what Longya was thinking.

Although he is familiar with the seniors of Qingxue, it does not mean that he can rely on the "relationship" between his father and brother to get through the back door.

After all, Tezuka is a very strict minister and will not do anything that violates the rules of Qingxue Tennis Club.

In the future, he was once pressed on the bench as a "water dispenser" because he acted too ostentatiously.

At that time, he overestimated himself too much, always thinking that he could do something to prove to his predecessors.

(If that's the case, don't even surpass Nanjiro-senpai, even I can't be defeated.)

It wasn't until he failed again and again that he reshaped his mentality and started to go normal.

It's a pity that he was still not qualified at that time, so that he barely caught up with the tail strength during the national competition.

"This time...it won't be the same again."

Holding the racket next to him, Ryoma murmured in a low voice.

"Wow!"

"Wow, Sasaki, you look so handsome when you wave your fear."

"Of course, I have learned tennis for several years."

"I'm a player who has played against Qingxue before."

Ryoma, who was still in deep thought, was suddenly interrupted by the yelling in front of him. Looking up, he found a very familiar scene.

Three junior high school students were standing in the center of the tram to communicate, and one of them was still swinging a racket in the narrow aisle, as if he was very proud.

"Wooooooh."

A young girl sitting behind him was too frightened to move by the way he swung the racket.

(Yes, Ryugasaki.)

Just remembering that there was such a thing, Ryoma raised his head and looked opposite.

"Have you ever fought Qingxue?"

"That's a national team."

"Don't look at me like this, I can fight them."

The way he was bragging and swinging his racket seemed a little shameless.

Still frightened, her eyes were closed, and she let the racket pass in front of her. Sakura was very frightened.

"Hey, you are a person who can't even swing a racket to a standard, so you are not qualified to fight with those seniors."

The immature voice from the front also interrupted the communication of the three of them, causing them to stop moving.

"Well"

When Sakura heard this, she immediately looked up, only to find a boy wearing a white hat pointing at those people.

"What did you say? Smelly brat?!"

"Would you like to try it? I'm from the Qing Xue Tennis Club."

Sasaki was about to say something arrogantly, but was taken aback by the cold eyes of the other party.

Accompanied by his words, he felt an inexplicable chill.

"real or fake?"

"He has the uniform of Seigaku."

"This kid is really from Qingxue!"

The two people next to him saw the school uniform on Ryoma's body with great discernment, and then became astonished.

"Just wait and see!"

Realizing that the real master was in front of him, Sasaki was quite embarrassed, but he could only angrily let out harsh words and leave with his companions.

It's fine to brag, but he won't do it if he is asked to really compete with people from Qingxue.

In the past two years, who in Kanto didn't know that the competition area was almost bloodbathed by those strong schools?

Ordinary schools will be sent away when they meet.

The result of this is that many school players want to avoid them when they encounter them subconsciously.

Even if the opponent is only a reserve player, their strength should not be underestimated.

This point last year, Momoshiro, Kamio and others made a name for themselves in street tennis.

This makes many people afraid to provoke or show off, because many seniors have proved with their records that they will really "die" if they try.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Compared with the dullness before, Ryoma took the initiative a lot this time, and walked up to her and said something.

"Uh, it's okay."

"Thanks."

Realizing that the other party was talking to her, Sakura quickly stood up and thanked her.

"It's time to arrive."

"Huh? Huh?"

With just one sentence, Ryoma turned around, picked up his things and walked towards the open car door, which made Sakura who had just reacted flustered.

"Hah."

As soon as she got out of the car, Sakura took two deep breaths and felt embarrassed that she almost missed the stop.

"Go to the north exit of Kakigizaka Tennis Garden."

Before she could recover, the notification sounded in her ear again, which surprised her.

"wait"

Before asking anything, Sakura saw that the boy had left on his own.

"How did he know I was going there?"

"He's wearing Qingxue's school uniform. And he seemed to say that he's from the tennis club just now."

With a little puzzlement, Sakurano muttered strangely after calming down.

But in the end, she didn't bother with that, instead, she was very grateful to the other party for his rescue just now.

"Beep!!"

As soon as he walked out of the station, Ryoma heard the sound of the mobile phone again, took it out and looked, and he connected the call.

"Hey! Ryoma, have you arrived at school yet?"

Kebin's voice came from inside, but Ryoma was unmoved.

School doesn't start until tomorrow, why does he have to go to school today?

"Hey, I'm already at the gate of Diguang."

"At that time, we will have to decide the outcome in the official competition!"

"I will definitely defeat you!"

Standing at the gate of Teiguang Middle School, Kebin smiled, and then spoke to convey his meaning.

"Oh I look forward to it."

He replied indifferently, and Ryoma didn't want to explain anything.

Kempin is still the same, just like he used to be, he thinks the tennis club is such a good place to be.

If the strength is not enough, let alone being selected, as a reserve player, it is almost inseparable from picking up the ball and basic training.

Unless he can perform well in the team competition, otherwise, he will not be able to get ahead this semester.

He waited for Kebin to eat a few times before laughing.

If I remember correctly, he seems to have had a smoother life than himself.

Thinking of this, Ryoma felt inexplicably upset.

So lazy to remind him of anything.

"Hello?"

The phone was hung up, and Kebin looked at the phone strangely, not knowing what Ryoma was doing.

"whatever."

"I must surpass him and make him look good!"

Regardless of the surprised eyes of the people around him, Kebin put away his phone after muttering, and then remembered the campus building.