The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Ishida and the others were in high spirits and shouted loudly.

“Ibu, you can’t lose!!”

“Fudo Peak!”

“Fudo Peak—”

“Come on, win!!”

Seijuro Akaji smiled coldly, and his eyes showed a bit of coolness.

“It seems that you haven’t figured out the situation yet.”

“From the beginning, it’s not up to you to decide whether you win or lose this game.”

Then, there was a hint of ridicule and indifference in his eyes.

Bang bang!

Just after the sound of the shot, I saw Atsushi Ziyuan on the opposite side appear in front of the net.

Ibu Shenji couldn’t help but be shocked in his heart.

“That guy, it’s so fast.”

“But in this way, your flaws are too obvious.”

Ibu’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw the gap behind Atsushi Shihara and knocked the ball out.

Originally, this point was a solid win.

But unexpectedly, Atsushi Ziyuan suddenly appeared at the position of the drop point.

Momojo Wu paused slightly and sighed.

“What a joke, that big guy reacted too quickly.”

Echizen Ryoma pressed the brim of his hat and said coolly.

“It’s just another Kikumaru senior.”

“Although he is tall, his reflexes are not bad at all.”

Satoshi Horio grabbed the iron net and said faintly.

“It’s miserable, I didn’t expect to meet so many masters in the regional competition.”

“Those guys, did they really join the tennis club this year…”

Ibu didn’t stop there.

He was more calm than anyone else.

Bang!

Bang bang!

Ryota Huangse yawned and said listlessly.

“What, has the person from Fudongfeng already given up resistance?”

“Those balls are too ordinary.”

In Seijuro Akaji’s heterochromatic pupils, there seemed to be a vast star.

“It seems nothing special, but it’s actually a clever move.”

Tachibana heard Akaji’s words and said silently.

“Did he actually find out, Fukaji’s purpose…”

Bang!

The moment he hit the ball, Atsushi Shihara suddenly paused.

His movements are noticeably slower, his arm is paralyzed?

Although Itake Shenji did not have much expression on his face, his heart was snickering.

Although he is a tricky guy, he is still simple-minded.

“Temporarily paralyzed.” Ibu Shenji said lightly.

Atsushi Shihara flicked his arm and said lazily.

“Ahhh~~ temporary paralysis, that is, temporary~~”

After saying this, his gaze became terrifying again, and he looked at Ibu Shenji.

“I’ll pinch you later~~~”

Seijuro Akaji reminded coldly.

“Ziyuan, you only have fifteen minutes left.”

Atsushi Shihara stretched out his long arm and tapped his back.

Treadmill….

On the boulevard outside the competition venue, there was a sound of hurried footsteps.

“Hoo-hoo-hoo…”

Fuji Yuta ran all the way to arrive.

“Yuta, you’re here.” Fuji Shusuke smiled when he saw Yuta Fuji, who was running red-faced.

Fujiyu turned his face awkwardly and asked very arrogantly.

“Less verbose, it was you who said that Akaji was here and I came over.”

Fuji Shusuke saw the person behind Fuji Yuta, squinted and asked.

“This is…”

Kanyue wrapped his index finger around the curls around his ears, stepped around the front, and introduced himself.

“Hello, noji Shusuke, I’m Kangetsuki, the manager of Shinrudolf…”

Buji Shusuke didn’t listen to what Kangetsu said at all, turned his head directly, and continued to watch the game.

This is very embarrassing to watch the moon.

Yuta Fuji found Seijuro Akaji sitting in the venue at a glance, and he was very excited.

“It’s really Chiji-kun, and Qingfeng, the ‘Age of Miracles’ of Diguang Middle School is there!”

“It’s the first time I’ve seen them so close!”

Buji Shusuke was happy to see his younger brother so happy.

“Yuta, are you going home for dinner today, my sister has prepared a lot of your favorite food.”

However, Yuta’s attention was completely on the others, and he couldn’t hear what his brother said.

Atsushi Ziyuan not only blocked all the incoming balls, but also attacked quickly and fiercely.

Ibu Shenji was defeated.

Outside the fence, the people of Fudo Peak were worried.

“Izuku doesn’t seem to be able to do it…”

On the field, Ibu Shenji was tired of chasing the ball, and sweat beads were on his forehead.

“Whew-”

Atsushi Shibara hits and serves very easily.

“Ahhh~~Is the opponent of the regional tournament this level~~”

“So, what kind of stupid guys did those guys in the tennis club lose to before~~”

These words pointed to Diguang’s original choice, which made Takishima Mountain’s face pale.

He clenched his fists, guarding the last bit of arrogance, and defended.

“There are young students in the regional competition, they are very strong!”

Ryota Huangse put a hand on Takishima-san’s shoulder and whispered a reminder.

“I said, you must not say such things in front of Akaji, otherwise you will be out of luck.”

Takishima-san subconsciously glanced at Akaji and swallowed a mouthful of spit uncontrollably.

Seijuro Akaji’s eyes were terrifying, as if he could see through everything that people hidden.

“The game is over, Diguang Ziyuan wins, the score is 6-1.”