The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Shout!

The ball spun and was thrown into the air, drawing a straight line.

The boy raised his racket and jerked his arm hard.

Boom!

“Drink!”

The ball was knocked out and landed heavily on the opponent’s half-court.

The angle of the bounce was almost perpendicular to the ground, and it flew towards Midorima’s face.

Midorima Shintaro was slightly stunned, this familiar ball path…

Could it be…

“Outspin serve?” Outside the stadium, Mt. Takishima is intimidating.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly ran into two people who could play outspin serves, what a low probability!

Unlike Akaji, the other party is just a first-grade ghost.

Ryota Huangse put one hand in his trouser pocket and said with a smile.

“Aha! It’s the same as Akaji’s serve. ”

Bang bang!

Boom!

“Seigaku Echizen scored, 1-0, change the field.”

Echizen Ryoma has never been a man of his duty.

When changing the field, he passed in front of Akaji holding the racket, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

“Huh, I heard you used to play basketball.”

Seijuro Akaji looked at Echizen Ryoma who stopped in front of him, his eyes moving slightly.

Outside the field, the players of Diguang looked at each other and whispered.

“Who is that little ghost, who dares to talk to our captain like this.”

Seijuro Akaji clasped his hands in front of him, and the coat on his shoulders was raised in the wind.

Echizen Ryoma, this kid is really dragged.

But now that he has started his tennis journey.

Then even if his protagonist’s aura is strong, it is only a stepping stone.

Akaji’s eyes glowed with a faint coolness, and he replied very calmly.

“That’s right. What advice. ”

Echizen Ryoma added with interest.

“I want to tell you, don’t underestimate tennis.”

Seijuro Akaji raised his eyes slightly.

The boy in front of him seemed to be even shorter than he remembered, but his courage was commendable.

“I see, it’s you who underestimate tennis.”

Akaji said, glanced at the young players outside the stadium, and taunted.

“Otherwise you wouldn’t have lost so ugly.”

His voice was cool, and his hooked lips sneered, unabashedly.

When Ryuzaki Pansy heard the captain of the other party say this, he was somewhat unhappy in his heart.

After all, she is also an old qualified coach, and her face is big.

Frowning, Ryuzaki raised his eyebrows in displeasure and reminded.

“Ryoma, the game is not over yet.”

In this case, tennis should be used to decide

Echizen Ryoma pressed the brim of his hat, gripped his racket and walked towards the court.

Before going on the field, he took a deep look at Seijuro Akaji.

At the end of the day, he was skeptical that the latter would be able to play a wide spin serve.

Could it be that the son of his father’s friend is the red-haired guy?

Bang bang!

Shintaro Midorima skipped a wind between his fingers, strong and neat.

Swoosh!

Mamoru Inoue finished interviewing Tachikai and glanced at the time.

To be honest, he really wanted to see the match between Qingxue and Diguang.

But time does not allow.

Although those two schools are good.

But in contrast, Lihai University is more interview-worthy.

After all, it is the school of the second consecutive hegemony in the country, and the strength is not blown out.

As for Diguang and Qingxue.

To put it ugly, when it comes to the national competition, you can only compete for second place at most.

Not to mention that there is still an ice emperor in Tokyo, maybe it will be brushed down in advance.

Sports competition is brutal.

As a professional journalist, he has looked down.

Suddenly, the phone in his arms rang, and it seemed that the ID was from Shibasaori.

“Hello? Azhi, what’s going on? ”

On the other end of the phone, Shiba Saori’s voice was sharp, as if frightened.

“Inoue senior! 3-1, Diguang won!! ”

That is, did Qingxue only win one set….

This result was unexpected for Inoue.

“3-1, didn’t Tezuka and Akaji play?”

Thinking of something, Mamoru Inoue asked, “Wait… Is Qingxue only winning? ”

“No, Noji didn’t play, the number two singles was Kawamura, and only Ryoma, who played three singles, won Midorima.”

Mamoru Inoue listened to Shibasaori’s report and hung up the phone absentmindedly.

But after thinking about it, no, isn’t Azhi supposed to report the Ice Emperor, how did he run over there?

At the match scene between Qingxue and Diguang, Ryuzaki Pansy’s face was ugly.

Looking at the score on the scoreboard, her eyes flashed with regret and unwillingness.

Qingxue actually missed the championship in the regional preliminary round, so how can it fight for the whole country?

Seijuro Akaji stood up and greeted Shihara, who had won Kawamura.

“Hard work.”

Atsushi Shihara answered lazily with the towel handed over by Akaji.

“Ahhh~~ was really right, Qingxue that guy was weak~~”

Takashi Kawamura, who lost the game, pulled his head and looked very frustrated.

Seijuro Akaji glanced at the people of Qingxue, and his heterochromatic eyes were covered with a layer of indifference.

That’s it.