The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Taking in the chill, Akaji’s icy eyes moved slightly.

Bang bang!

“0—40.”

In less than five minutes, Himawari won another round.

Ratios 5—2.

There was silence on the sidelines, all wondering where the game was going.

The momentum of Hyde Middle School was boosted by Himawari’s score.

“Hyde!”

“Must win—”

Sunflower’s blood-colored pupils glowed with coolness and stared at Akaji tightly.

Then he swung the racket at Akaji and sneered.

“Ahhh~~ It’s not over yet, the real game is going to begin.”

Saying that, a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“I forgot to tell you, but you are not the only one who can see the future, my ‘demon eyes’…”

Without waiting for Himawari to finish speaking, Akaji interrupted him coldly.

He turned and walked towards the back of the pitch.

“It’s time for you to serve.”

With his back to Himawari, Akaji’s eyes glowed with a hint of coolness.

Devil’s Eye, he really wanted to fight.

The right pupil flashed with orange light, faint, like cold ice in people’s hearts.

When the crowd was stirring, the cheerleaders at Hyde Middle School shouted hard.

Himawari throws the ball, focusing the strength of his arm on one point.

“Bang!”

The ball was knocked out, and facing the net was Akaji, who was already standing in the drop position.

He raised the racket in his hand and slammed it at the ball.

With a muffled “bang”, the racket hits the tennis ball.

The speed and power of both sides are increasing.

A goal went off the line.

0—15.

……

15—15.

……

5—3.

The constant sound of hitting the ball came out, and Hyde was in full swing.

“Riding on the victory and chasing, you will definitely be able to defeat Diguang!!”

Kurokuchi shouted excitedly.

However, in the blink of an eye, most of the sun’s physical strength on the field was consumed.

His steps were heavy, almost dragging and running.

Bang!

“30—30.”

In the courtyard of Echizen’s house, Nanjiro wears a loose monk uniform and leans against the eaves.

He propped his head with one hand and yawned as he said very easily.

“It’s boring…”

Nanako Echizen asked with a smile.

“Uncle, you must really want to go to the game.”

After all, it is the final of the Kanto Congress, and no matter how you think about it, it is an important competition.

Echizen Nanjiro waved his hand.

“What’s so good to see, just move your toes and think about it, that kid from Akaji will never allow himself to lose any game.”

Now that the result is known, the process or something, it doesn’t matter at all.

On the playing field, Xianghi’s face turned pale.

In his eyes, the layer of blood had faded.

Now showing the whites of his eyes, he looks so powerless.

Although he was constantly scoring, he didn’t feel like he had the upper hand.

And as I went deeper, I felt like I was in a trap.

Akaji raised his racket and hit the back half of the ball.

Bang bang!

Himawari chased the ball, but the ball passed him.

His “demon eye” suddenly lost his “vision”.

What’s going on!

“My eyes…”

The ball disappeared from his line of sight, and Himawari immediately covered his right eye.

And the left eye of the one exposed revealed a bit of fear.

Therefore, all the anger in his body dissipated, like a frightened child.

“What’s wrong with the captain?” The team members of Hyde Middle School looked at each other, not knowing why.

As far as the sun can see, it is shrouded in darkness.

Even slowly, the sound of the ball is not heard.

Immediately afterwards, his sense of touch disappeared.

The racket held, falling out of the hand.

Boom!

The last sound also dissipated in his ears.

Then, like a corpse, he stood upright in place, motionless.

The eyes are dilated and there is no brilliance.

The ball flew away at his feet.

“40—30.”

Seijuro Akaji throws the ball in his hand.

Aim at the back half of the ball and hit it.

Bang bang!

The ball grazed the net and landed on the ground.

“At the end of the game, Akaji Teiko won, the score was 6-3.”

Ryota Huangse exhaled, and then pretended to say something relaxed.

“I’ll just say well, Kochiji is only one game away, and he can easily win.”

Atsushi Shihara glanced at Ryota Huangse and said lazily.

“Ahhh~~ I don’t know who has been worried about it before~~”

Ryota Huangse scratched his head.

Then there was a hint of an embarrassed smile.

Who knew it would be easier to win than expected.

Didn’t that person in Hyde Middle School behave quite well before?

What “devil’s eye” came out, and the result was such a vulnerable weak chicken?

In addition to Ryota Huangse, there was also Mamoru Inoue.

Could it be that he overestimated Himawari?

He always thought that Himawari and Tezuka were a level player.

However, losing to Akaji in this way was simply caught off guard.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead.

On the field, Himawari finally awakens from the “darkness”.

He moved his fingers, feeling bound for a long time.

As if in a dream, he opened his eyes from the chaos.

But what was learned was that Diguang had won.

Looking at Seijuro Akaji on the opposite side, Sunflower’s eyes were covered with a smile.

Light, without a trace of impurities.

He stretched out his hand to Seijuro Akaji, humble and courteous.

“Unexpectedly, even the ‘Demon Eye’ still can’t defeat you.”

“Akaji, I lost this game, but not necessarily next time.”

The coldness in Seijuro Akaji’s eyes also faded, and he shook Himawari’s hand.

“There is no ‘Devil’s Eye’ at all, you are just a master of data tennis.”

His gaze was equally faint, but it was not to be taken lightly.

Hearing what Akaji said, Himawari was not convinced.

How can his “demon eye” be compared with ordinary “data tennis”.

Seeing the displeasure on Mukahi’s face, Akaji was unimpressed.

He continued.

“If you think, the ‘Eye of the Heavenly Emperor’ is not as simple as you think, simply processing data.”

After that, he took the racket and walked off the court.

What was left to Xiangri was an extremely cold and proud back.

Himawari’s hand holding the racket was clenched.

“It’s not that the ‘Demon Eye’ lost to the ‘Eye of the Heavenly Emperor’, it’s just that I’m not strong enough.”

Shintaro Midorima pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his expression indifferent and calm.

Looking at the score and the people on the field, he said faintly.

“How can demons overcome God, let alone the immature ‘Devil’s Eye’.”

The road of “total victory king” in Hyde Middle School finally ended in the hands of Diguang.