Net King: Shuji Tanejima

Following.

A course in the Kanagawa area.

The two figures move back and forth, hitting the tennis ball.

One of them, wearing a black hat and a handsome and resolute face, waved his racket, like a dragon, and swept out with a fierce momentum.

There is a sharp glint in his eyes, which gives people a sense of oppression.

The other person is gentle as the wind, stepping on his feet just right, and the timing of swinging the racket is even more wonderful.

The light purple hair flutters in the wind, cutting across the handsome cheeks, giving people a feeling of blending in with nature.

The movements of these two people, as well as the aura on their bodies, make it impossible to find any fault.

The black-haired boy raised his arm, and a small whirlwind set off around him the moment he waved.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball was thrown out by him, forming a hurricane that flew out.

Opposite side.

The handsome young man smiled gently: "Sanada, your speed like the wind has grown a little. "

As he spoke, there was a faint appreciation in his eyes, but he didn't show any mercy in his shot, swinging his racket and directly swinging the tennis ball out.

Bang!

The tennis ball, which was like a furious wind, hit his racket directly and bounced back.

The boy he called Sanada pressed Zhan and said calmly, "Yukimura, your speed... It's a lot faster, too. "

As he spoke, he pretended everything.

Syllable.

The tennis ball swept the leaves like an autumn wind, and gently landed in front of the net on the opposite side.

On the other side, Yukimura smiled lightly and quickly stepped forward to pick up the tennis ball.

Whew!

Yukimura raised his head gently, his light kite's purple eyes obscured by a line of sight.

Black....

It's just that the next moment, Sanada reversed his body, forming a vortex of flames.

Bang!

The swirl dissipated, and he slammed his racket down against the tennis ball with a sharp force of his arm.

Boom!

The evenly heated tennis ball fell down like a heavy cannon.

Seeing this, a trace of solemnity flashed in Yukimura's eyes.

The other party's wind forest volcano, he is afraid of two moves, one of which is this move to invade like fire.

In terms of power, it is very amazing, like the flames overflowing from the sea of sword mountain fire, which can be easily burned and destroyed.

It's just....

Tread!

Yukimura stepped on it, lifted his coat lightly, and turned sideways to intercept the tennis ball.

The other hand was also quickly put on the table.

On the other side, Sanada's face changed suddenly, his aggression was like fire, and he was first-class in terms of speed, and ordinary people couldn't react at all, but... The opponent is Yukimura, and he will not be too surprised to be able to do this.

Bang!

Yukimura caught the ball with both hands, and at that moment, his pupils shrank, and he only felt the heat of the tennis ball rubbing against the net sweeping over, and a drop of sweat secreted from his forehead.

But at that moment, he punched out with both hands.

Bang!

The tennis ball, which wanted to prop up the racket into a fishing net, shot straight back, passed through Sanada, and landed on the bottom line.

Boom!

Sanada's face couldn't help but sink when he heard the dullness behind him, and then he retracted and turned into a wry smile, "Yukimura, it's you who won again." "

Another word, it can be seen that he has lost to Yukimura many times.

"It won't be long before you'll be like me. "

Yukimura smiled, like a big brother next door.

Hearing this, Sanada bowed his head, but he didn't think so.

Honestly, he felt that Yukimura didn't give it his all just now, and he... The hole cards that have been forced are all out, so they are not embarrassed.

The gap is clear at a glance, and Sanada is also self-aware.

The two have been close friends since childhood, and Sanada also knows that Yukimura's strength is not deep, and the faint and warm words are just modesty, more just to comfort him.

Of course, Sanada is not unacceptable.

At the same time, the two of them are also the first and second talents in the Kanagawa area, and they are the people of the year in elementary school.

Seiichi Yukimura, Koichiro Sanada.

The doubles of the two of them dominated the elementary school tennis scene in Kanagawa, and they have never lost since their debut.

The two fought for a while longer, and then rested.

Yukimura drank the water, put it down, looked at Sanada, who was sitting down, and smiled, "Sanada, are you interested in going to Tokyo?"

"What are you going to do?".

Sanada was stunned.

"National competition. "

The corners of Yukimura's mouth curled slightly, "Go?".

"Are you talking about the national competition for junior high school students?" Sanada wondered, "But we don't have a ticket, do we?"

"No..."

However, Yukimura shook his head lightly and explained: "Today is the final, and you can enter without a ticket." "

It is not for nothing that there are more spectators in the finals than in the semifinals.

The main thing is that there are no tickets, and there are seats in more than five figures.

And this year's junior high school students are all famous figures in Japan, how can you miss the collision of these people?

"Okay, let's go!".

Sanada's heart was itchy and he nodded heavily.

.....

Tokyo.

Many famous junior high school students gathered here and walked towards the final court.

Such as the original Kyushu twin heroes, Tachibana Tachibana and Chitose Chisatose.

and Fuji Shusuke, a famous genius in the Kanto region.

Soon after, a teenager with bangs came to him, he was wearing a white shirt, carrying a tennis bag, and his face was very serious, serious to the extreme, even reaching the level of facial paralysis and icebergs.

Kunimitsu Tezuka.

He pushed his glasses and walked into the sacred place of junior high school students.

The moment he walked in, Sanada and Yukimura also came.

"Tezuka?".

Yukimura, who was talking and laughing with Sanada, suddenly had a surprise on his face when he saw Tezuka's back.

Whew!

Yukimura's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly looked at Sanada.

At this moment, the other party's expression was extremely gloomy, and the fierce momentum on his body kept rolling, as if he was angry.

"It seems that he has not yet come out of the shadow of that game..."

Yukimura shook his head slightly.

Whew!

The breeze blew, and Sanada gradually calmed down, and he said indifferently: "Yukimura, let's go in." "

With that, he walked in.

Yukimura was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of appreciation appeared on his handsome face.

After the opponent lost to Tezuka, his heart went to the next level.

His thoughts converged and he followed Sanada in.

The trace was the last to come.

He elegantly brushed his freshly washed purple-gray hair... I just walked in.