The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

He immediately fixed his mind and saw that the ball was actually hit back by Seijuro Akaji.

And it’s just as fast, like a bolt of lightning on the entire pitch.

Especially when he hit the ball, the essence light in Akaji’s eyes was like two electric rays of light, hitting the open space at Oni Jujiro’s feet.

Oni Jujiro came to his senses and tried to hit the ball, but found that his steps could not move.

His pupils shrank, but he only heard the muffled sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground.

Bang bang!

The ball went off the line and drew a good distance.

“0—15.”

Akaji scored a point, which shocked everyone.

The ball just now had a-for-tat meaning.

Oni Jujiro’s body was slightly stunned, and the hand holding the racket unconsciously loosened.

That kid, is that the position you were aiming for just now?

He glanced back at where the ball fell and felt incredible.

That’s right, although his goal just now was fast, it had holes.

The average person was scored before he had time to discover the loophole.

But I didn’t expect that under the attack just now, that junior high school student could still think so calmly.

His calmness really impressed him.

No wonder Coach Saito cares so much about him.

Oni Jujiro thought as he threw the ball into the air.

However, speed is not his strong point, his strength is the most lethal attack.

Wait and see, as long as he gets serious, that kid’s arm will be useless.

Oni Jujiro revealed a very sharp gaze and glanced at Seijuro Akaji.

Bang!

The serve goes over the net and grazed low over the top of the ball bag.

This increases rotation, making the ball’s flight path more unpredictable.

Akaji stood on both feet, one of his orange eyes glowing coldly.

Bang bang!

He raises his racket, aims precisely at the lower half of the tennis ball, and hits the ball out with the sweet zone of the racket.

The return shot was fierce and powerful, like a roaring beast.

The pillar of light brought out by the ball was golden and shining with fire, and its power was twice as strong as before.

Oni Jujiro stretched out his racket, slapped his head down, and hit the top half of the ball hard.

With a bleaching and shining chip, the rotation was instantly reduced by more than half.

A red cyclone quickly rose under Akaji’s feet.

The cyclone wrapped around him, forming a circle about 5 meters in diameter around him.

Sanada’s eyes under the brim of his hat shone with a glimmer of anticipation to be satisfied.

“Has Akaji’s domain finally appeared?”

Although Tezuka and Yukimura also have their own “fields”, and they are both made using rotation.

However, only Akaji’s field is constantly improving.

It can be said that with each competition, the strength of the Dusi becomes stronger.

Traces seemed to be similar to Sanada’s thoughts.

However, he believes that it is not Saiji Seiji, but Akaji himself is very strong.

Those games were just a catalyst for his great potential.

Under the control of the “Red Field”, almost all incoming balls are attracted to the field.

Oni Jujiro’s eyes shone with a bit of coldness.

Such a game is very draining of his patience.

He was more inclined to storm than tug-of-war.

Bang bang!

The tennis ball once again falls into Akaji’s racket.

Just when everyone thought that this ball would be hit back by Akaji without suspense, an accident occurred.

The tennis ball went straight through Akaji’s racket.

In the net of the racket, a hole was left.

The nylon thread looked like it had been burned by fire, and the air smelled of fireworks.

The battlefield without gunsmoke makes people feel more suffocating in crisis.

Oni Jujiro’s followers were anxious and worried.

But more is confidence in the strength of Oni Jujiro.

“Big brother, come on, kill that little ghost who doesn’t know the so-called!”

A discordant voice sounded in the crowd.

Akaji, who was batting the ball, glanced slightly at the guy on the side of the court who was talking wildly.

I don’t know the so-called imps.

No one seems to have ever commented on him like that.

At least in front of him, no one had ever dared to say that.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were like knives.

A ball flew out, like a bolt of lightning through the dark clearing, and a pillar of light mixed with white mixed with yellow flashed.

Oni Jujiro on the opposite side slammed his feet and jumped up suddenly.

His Cross Planet racket was very conspicuous, aimed at the incoming ball, and hit it hard.

“Black~Jack~Knife！”

When the people around the stadium heard this move, their nerves couldn’t help but tighten.

But in addition to the nervousness, it is also exciting.

“Big Brother Ghost has finally made a move!!”

The momentum of the No. 5 course was great, and there was a glimmer in the eyes.

Boom!

The yellow-green tennis ball transforms into a cannonball, and a black-red halo appears around the perimeter of the ball.

The surrounding air condensed instantly.

It was like a world frozen in ice that suffered a fireball attack and shattered instantly.

Seijuro Akaji stood on both feet and caught the ball steadily.

Irie Sodo immediately became alert and made a good expression.

“I can actually catch the ghost’s Black~Jack~Knife, there are two strokes.”

Tokugawa Kazu, who was standing next to him, did not speak.

But his calm eyes showed a fleeting surprise.

The corners of Seijuro Akaji’s mouth twitched and said lightly.

“Finally, Black~Jack~Knife.”

He put his other hand on his throat, and a fine light appeared in his eyes, which instantly burned the entire stadium.

“Bang bang!”

The tennis ball was shot back to the exclamation of the crowd.

The ball flew over Oni Jujiro’s head, and then rushed out of the line.

“Out of bounds!”

“15—15.”

Everyone in Stadium 9 shook their heads and sighed.

“It’s a pity, if only that ball had not gone out of bounds just now.”

“But then again, it is very strong to be able to receive the ‘black battle axe’ of the ghost brother.”

Looking at Akaji again, there was not the slightest disappointment or frustration on his face.

Instead, the corners of his mouth fluttered and he let out a chuckle.

Tono Taijima took a bite of the apple and scoffed nonchalantly.

“Ahhhh, it’s actually out of bounds.”

Sanada Kenichiro narrowed his eyes slightly.

A whisper came out of his mouth.

“Akaji seems to be very confident and believes that he will be able to fight back next time.”

The game continued, and after Oni Jujiro’s serve, his eyes were firmly fixed on the every move of the person opposite.

It’s strange that he actually began to get serious. _

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