The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

“The game continues, Diguang Ziyuan serves.”

Atsushi Ziyuan stood outside the end line, his narrow eyes revealing innocence and naturalness.

As soon as the ball is tossed, the racket comes out with it.

Bang bang!

The ball lands precisely on the T spot.

Akaya Kirihara immediately ran for the ball.

With a wave of the racket, a bloodthirsty smile spread at the corner of his mouth.

If you look up, you will find that his eyes are bloodshot.

The scarlet eyes were as if dyed with a layer of red ink.

“Wha… I’m going to dye you red! ”

Akaya Kirihara’s style becomes aggressive.

Every ball becomes sharp.

Liu Lianer squinted her eyes, hearing the familiar laughter, she couldn’t help frowning.

Unexpectedly, Chiya was forced into “red-eye mode” so quickly.

Atsushi Shihara asked lazily with meaning and curiosity.

“Ahhh~~Are you having a problem with your eyes, so red~~”

Akaya Kirihara’s laughter echoed and was chilling.

Atsushi Ziyuan played on his own and didn’t care so much.

Just being quarreled by Kirihara, he frowned and warned.

“Ahhh~~ It’s noisy, I’m going to pinch you~~”

Kirihara Chiya lowered his head, and the scarlet in his eyes became more and more intense.

“Huh… You’re dyed red too…”

Saying that, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Ziyuan Tun with a fierce face.

Atsushi Ziyuan shook his head slightly.

“Ah~~It’s verbose~~”

Bang bang!

“Boom!”

Atsushi Shihara stretched out his arm, and the racket jerked the ball to intercept.

“15—0.”

Akaya Kirihara is not in a hurry to score.

He was like a demon waiting for an opportunity, with a sneer on his mouth.

Atsushi Shihara glanced at Seijuro Akaji in the sideline guidance area and asked.

“Ah~~ Kochiji, I shouldn’t be infected by that guy~~”

When Atsushi Shihara said this, he pointed to Akaya Kirihara on the opposite side.

Looking at his expression, it seems that he is really worried that he is infected with some “pink eye”.

Seijuro Akaji had an indifferent expression.

Even if he enters the “demonic state”, Kirihara will still not be Ziyuan’s opponent.

Bang bang!

Atsushi Shihara scored another point.

Akaya Kirihara’s whole body became violent.

He raised his arm and looked at the flying tennis ball.

His gaze was tightly locked on Atsushi Shihara’s knees.

Bang!

Atsushi Ziyuan’s narrow eyes moved slightly.

The last time he was injured in the knee by the high school student, his vigilance became stronger.

Swing the racket and firmly intercept the ball.

Hit it back with a backhand.

The corners of Akaya Kirihara’s mouth widened, and his smile was hideous.

Bang bang!

“Diguang Ziyuan score, 0-4.”

Fumita Marui looked at Akaya Kirihara, who had been fighting for a long time on the field, with interest, and said with a smile.

“Chiya that kid, he didn’t get a single round?”

Jackal Kuwabara nodded and said.

“But then it’s Akaya’s turn to serve, and he should be able to keep his serve.”

“Poof~~ Hold on to it no matter what.” Renwang Masaharu arched his back and whispered.

On the field, everyone looked at Akaya Kirihara, because they didn’t know how far he could go in the face of Ziyuan’s attack.

A sneer oozed from the corner of Kirihara Chiya’s mouth.

He licked his lips, his throat dry.

Except for the three monsters of Lihai Da, he had never been so embarrassed in a game.

Knock knock!

The ball was slapped on the ground with a rhythmic sound.

The heartbeat rhythm of the audience also changed.

Under the gaze of everyone, Kirihara Chiya began to fight back.

He squeezed the tennis ball tightly, his knuckles as if he were about to press deep into the tennis ball.

Raise the racket, hit the ball.

A “boom” sound.

Kirihara Akaya let out a cold laugh.

“Where this ball will bounce, no one knows except me!”

The serve was swift and headed towards Atsushi Shihara.

The ball lands on the ground, causing the surrounding airflow to become extremely unstable.

The airflow pushes layer after layer.

Atsushi Ziyuan’s eyes glowed with a faint light.

Just wanted to swing the racket to intercept, but the ball didn’t know where it was going.

Bang!

“15—0.”

The tennis ball made a black scratch on the ground.

Akaya Kirihara maintained his serve posture, and the corners of his mouth were grinning.

“My ‘knuckle serve’, not bad, huh?”

Atsushi Shihara took a sip with great disdain and replied lazily.

“Ahhh~~ finally makes me feel that I am not so boring~~”

Kirihara also threw the ball into the air to deliver a second one.

Another knuckle serve, which in Ziyuan’s opinion is indeed fun.

He headed towards the drop point.

Wait until the ball bounces up, and immediately raise the racket.

But the speed of this ball is fast.

Atsushi Zihara’s racket swung empty, and the pat head brushed the ground, bringing out a little spark.

“30—0.”

The corners of Kirihara Chiya’s mouth curved, and he looked very good.

Bang!

40—0.

Another “knuckle serve”, Atsushi Zihara’s body inertia rushed forward and hit the net.

“Tachihai Daikihara scored, the score is 1-4, change the game.”

Atsushi Ziyuan flicked his arm, with a bit of pride in his eyes.

Touching the indifference on Akaji’s face, he asked lazily.

“Ahhh~~Kochiji, give me something to eat~~”

Seijuro Akaji very simply handed a packet of delicious bars to Atsushi Shihara.

Shun said.

“There is only one thing to do, and that is to defeat them with all your might.”

Atsushi Shihara quickly finished a packet of delicious bars and said lazily.

“Ahhh~~ The heat is dead, this weather is really the most comfortable to stay at home~~”

The game continued, and Atsushi Ziyuan stood outside the end line with a very serious expression.

He slapped the ball on the ground, and there was a little disapproval in his eyes.

“Ahhh~~Win the game early, go home~~”

Bang!

The sound of hitting the ball rang out violently.

I saw that the ball landed quickly.

After landing, a pillar of light spread out in the air.

Aka Kirihara also wanted to step forward to catch the ball, and he was already ready to take the lead.

However, that ball did not bounce immediately.

The yellow-green tennis ball glides against the ground until it stops no more than a centimeter from the sideline.

The referee’s eyes widened and he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

“10…，15—0.”

Everyone was still surprised, and Atsushi Ziyuan sent another ball.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the ball is drawn closely.

“30—0.”

Bang!

Akaya Kirihara chased the ball, but before it bounced, there was no way to fight back.

40—0.

With a “bang”, the racket grazed the air.

“Diguang Ziyuan score, 1-5.”