The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

In a dark place, only light can penetrate.

And Akaji’s “Eye of the Heavenly Emperor” is one of the lights.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and one of his orange eyes hid a vast star.

That ball almost hit him in the eye.

But I saw him take a step under his feet, and he was already prepared.

“Ugh!” Countless eyes went towards Akaji.

“Watch out, little Akaji!!” Ryota Huangse’s voice is very penetrating.

Bang bang!

The ball cleverly falls into Akaji’s racket.

He sank his arm and held two-thirds of the racket.

Temporarily change the grip to hit the ball back.

Tono Taijima still does not give up.

He went up to the net and aimed at Akaji’s eyes again.

“This is what you said, genius is good, if it is broken, it is just a pile of rags.”

“Boom!”

Taijima Tono jumped up in front of the net, slammed the ball in the air, and pressed his head down.

“Your eyes, I’ll take them…”

Such a chilling sentence sounded extremely shameful to Akaji.

If you want his eyes, it’s at the level of Tono Taijima.

Akaji’s face sank, and his expression was very grim.

“Rebellion against me to this extent is no longer enough to just sit you down. On your knees! ”

As soon as Akaji’s words came out, Tono Taijima’s gaze became distracted.

He landed firmly on the ground.

But not standing on the ground.

He knelt on his knees, his face was livid, and the ball landed on the ground and slowly rolled to his feet.

“15—0.”

Hiramiya Ono saw Tono Taijima kneeling on the ground and stood up.

“Tono, what are you doing, hurry up and stand up for me!”

Akaji in front of the net maintains the batting position.

Like a king, he accepted the bowing of his courtiers.

Kneeling in front of him, Tono Taijima hit his knees heavily and suffered a lot of damage.

Tono Taijima stumbled to his feet, clenching his fists in pain.

Masa Suzuki also ruffled the bangs on his forehead and mocked.

“It’s really ugly, it’s actually kneeling for people.”

Kimura glanced at Masaya Suzuki, and his tone was also mixed with a bit of ridicule.

“Excuse me, Tono, you didn’t sit down obediently before.”

When Suzuki Yaya heard this, his eyes widened slightly in anger.

But because this is the truth, he has no words to refute it.

Akaji slapped the ball in his hand to the ground, and the corners of his lips were full of coldness.

Knock knock!

The sound of the ball falling to the ground is like a pendulum.

Every stroke is very rhythmic.

The hearts of all the people beat to that rhythm.

Sanada’s eyes under the brim of his hat glowed a little finely.

Able to defeat Tezuka, Teiko that Akaji really has a hand.

He is already looking forward to the decisive battle with Akaji.

After all, defeating Akaji is equivalent to defeating Tezuka.

Bang bang!

The ball lands steadily, without extra tricks.

The sound of hitting sounded, and Tono Taijima kept running back and forth near the bottom line.

Seeing the return ball, Akaji turned the racket slightly.

“It’s a short ball, hurry up and go to the Internet, Tono!!”

The members of Kirisaki Middle School became anxious.

Tono Taijima stood motionless.

This ball, it was obvious that Akaji wanted to lure him online.

Remembering the shame and humiliation he had given Akaji to kneel, Tono Taijima hesitated.

Bang bang!

“30—0.”

Atsushi Ziyuan bit off a piece of sugar and said in a lazy voice.

“Ahhh~~That kid shouldn’t dare to go online anymore~~”

Ryota Huangse looked excited.

“Unless he still wants to kneel for Kochiji, hahaha…”

Shintaro Midorima held the prickly ball in his hand and did not answer.

But in his heart, this game has already been won.

Because he really couldn’t imagine the scene where Akaji lost the game.

Akaji’s strength is pleasing and convincing.

The cheering sound of Diguang was overwhelming.

“Diguang! Diguang! Diguang! ”

“Akaji! Akaji! ……”

The audience became Akaji’s supporters, cheering loudly and not going away for a long time.

Keigo, who was in it, frowned slightly.

Glancing at the Himawari people who shouted “Emperor Light” loudly.

Actually cheering for Di Guang in front of him, this guy Yue Ren is really bold.

Trace warned very domineeringly.

“Ahhmm~ Do you want Uncle Ben to send you to Diguang, Yue Ren.”

Touching the cold and arrogant eyes of the traces, the Xiangyue people immediately obediently shut up.

Bang bang!

Tong!

“40—0.”

Tono Taijima watched the ball fall in front of the net, but he did not dare to step away.

Akaji’s words echoed in his ears – “You are too arrogant, sit down”, “On your knees!” ”

It was the first time that Hiramiya Ono had seen Tono, who showed timidity.

He stood up and shouted.

“Calm me down, Tono, what about your ‘execution’, it’s just talk!”

A layer of scarlet rose in Tono Taijima’s gaze.

“Nope! It’s not just talk. Akaji, I’m going to ‘behead’ you—”

Akaji heard Tono’s shout, and his expression revealed a bit of disdain.

If you want to “behead” him, the tone is not small.

Tono Taijima rushed to the front of the Internet as if he had beaten chicken blood.

This time, he overcame his psychological fears.

Facing Akaji’s mocking face.

Raise the racket in your hand and slam it at the incoming ball.

“Bang!”

After being hit back, the ball fell into Akaji’s racket again.

He turned his racket, and a bit of cold light appeared in his eyes.

“I’m glad you remember so clearly. Indeed, whether you are a genius or a showman, if it is broken, it is just a pile of rags. ”

“A bunch of rags…”

Akaji repeated the last half of the sentence, his voice full of chill.

His gaze fell on Tono Taijima’s eyes and struck him hard.

Bang!

Tono Taijima saw the ball flying towards him, and his eyes widened instantly.

“Whoosh!”

The ball hit Tono’s right eye, and there was an exclamation on the field.

“Tono!” Hiramiya Ono shouted anxiously.

Tono Taijima covered his right eye, which had been hit, and fell to his knees with a pained expression.

“My eyes… My eyes…”

His voice trembled, full of fear.

Is his eyes going blind…

The referee glanced at the tennis ball that had fallen in the validity area and announced.

“At the end of the game, Akaji Teiko won, the score was 6-2.”

Seijuro Akaji stood in front of the net and looked condescendingly at Tono Taijima who was kneeling on the ground.

A cold contemptuous smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

There was not a trace of sympathy at all.

“This ball represents the person who was injured by you, and return yours.”

Hearing Akaji’s words, many people in the audience were moved.

Kamio Akira even burst into tears.