The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Tachibana raised his arm and wiped the sweat stains on his forehead.

He could feel that the clothes behind his back had become a little wet.

Aomomi Daiki raised his head and took a sip of his drink, lazily mocking.

“Fudongfeng’s tennis department is really as weak as the basketball department.”

Ryota Huangse smiled and added fuel to the fire.

“Yes, yes, I expected them.”

“Now it seems that there is no need for Xiao Akaji to come out at all, and I can defeat him in that kind of role.”

Shintaro Midorima pushed his glasses and said with a serious look.

“People who abstain in the middle of the game are not qualified to say such things.”

Kuroko Tetsuya silently mended the knife and said.

“Sorry, it seems that I abstained before I was halfway through.”

Ryota Huangse was severely “stabbed” by his teammates and was depressed.

“Really, does the little green room have to be so hurtful.”

Shintaro Midorima’s attention is still on Akaji’s match.

After all, whether it’s basketball or tennis, he sees Akaji as an important opponent.

15—0

……

30—0

……

40—0

“Diguang score, 3-2, change the field.”

Tachibana sat in his seat, silently wrapping the grip tape.

He lowered his head, unable to see what expression he was looking on now.

But he pursed his lips, and the air pressure around him was very low.

Outside the field, Tachibana was a little worried.

Rarely has she seen her brother play a game and play so hard.

Although he got two rounds from the opponent, he didn’t take advantage at all.

Fudomine’s morale languished because of Tachibana Yoshihira’s silence.

Even the bile Kami-Akira hesitated.

Maybe it’s feeling the negativity of my teammates.

Suddenly, Tachibana Yoshihira stood up and faced the people outside the fence.

His eyes were resolute and his expression was relaxed and encouraging.

“What are you doing hanging your head, where is the momentum before.”

“Do you think I’m going to lose?”

One by one, the players raised their heads and looked at Tachibana.

Sure enough, he was the captain who was trusted and reassuring.

Tachibana Yoshihira held the racket and raised his arms.

“But we said we were going to march into the country!”

“Before the national competition, it doesn’t matter if you fall here.”

“What’s more, we haven’t fallen yet!”

Kamio only felt that the tip of his nose was sour, he washed his nose and clenched his fists.

“That’s right, we don’t move the peak to enter the whole country!”

“Come on Captain!”

“Fudo Peak will win-”

In an instant, the cheering sound of a few people was very strong.

Mamoru Inoue sighed in his heart, what a united and powerful team it was!

Tachibana just said a few words, and he was able to restore Fudofeng’s morale.

In this way, he is really an impressive leader.

The cheering sound of Fudo Peak echoed, startling the birds resting in the treetops.

At this time, Seijuro Akaji, who was sitting in the rest chair, looked indifferent.

There was a plausible smile on his lips.

There is a bit of mockery.

And with a bit of sympathy.

He stood up and removed the white coat that slung over his shoulders.

Like an emperor going on a campaign, his back is dashing and cold.

“The game continues, the Fudo Peak serve.”

Tachibana faced the net, raised his wrist, and threw the ball.

His eyes were extremely deep, and his gaze was like a raging sea.

With a bang, the ball flew out like an off-string arrow.

Seijuro Akaji swiped his footsteps, and a shallow trace appeared on the ground.

And above the trace, is a circle of red cyclones.

That’s the “red field.”

Like a city wall, it has not been breached for a long time.

Under the sun, the shadow of the ball is drawn longer and longer.

Gradually, a hatched line is formed.

Tachibana Yoshihira saw the incoming ball and jumped up.

Seeing the familiar batting action, Tachibana Apricot trembled slightly.

“Brother… Is that! ”

With a low roar, the ball was shot out like a cannonball.

After crossing the net.

The yellow-green tennis ball splits quickly.

One becomes two, two becomes four….

As it is, until I can’t count.

“I’m not mistaken, there are a lot of tennis balls!” Satoshi Horio exclaimed.

Everyone else was stunned.

“So many balls, is it magic…”

Everyone present was surprised to see this kind of ball for the first time.

Bang bang….

It seems that the sound of countless balls hitting the ground sounded, making people’s hearts tremble.

The entity of the ball broke through the “red field” and was heavily embedded in the ground.

That momentum seemed to be about to smash a hole in the ground.

Seijuro Akaji glanced lightly at the traces that the ball had wiped over.

His face did not change, but a seemingly innocent smile rose in his eyes.

“Burst Ball, worthy of being one of the two heroes of Kyushu.”

Saying that, Seijuro Akaji raised his eyes and looked at Tachibana Yoshihira on the opposite side.

He stirred up a male lion.

And, let this lion go violently….

Above the shadows, Tachibana Hiroshi had a calm face, and his eyes were indifferent.

Everyone was still immersed in the shock brought to them by the goal just now.

“Huh! Captain Tachibana!! Kamio shouted.

But Tachibana was silent.

Not only was she silent, but her face showed a little worry.