The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Bang!

The sound of hitting the ball was like a cannonball.

Atsushi Ziyuan stretched out his arms, copper walls and iron walls, and no ball could pass.

“Drink!”

Echizen Ryoma gripped the racket tightly, and the muscles in his arms protruded.

Fifteen minutes passed.

Atsushi Shihara yawned boredly.

“Aaa

Echizen Ryoma intercepted the net, and the pace of small broken steps was very fast.

Atsushi Shihara muttered.

“Ah~~So I hate playing with small people the most~~~”

As he spoke, he raised his racket and moved his foot to intercept the ball.

At this time, what stood in front of Echizen Ryoma was a complete giant.

Although he wanted to break through that defense, there was nothing he could do.

Ryuzaki Pansy, who was sitting in the seat, felt seven up and eight times in his heart.

She was counting on Ryoma to take back a city for Qingxue.

Ryota Huangse couldn’t help but yawn.

“Ah~~~~ Xiao Ziyuan’s competition is really beautiful and interesting.”

The ball landed in front of the net, and a cold light flashed in Echizen Ryoma’s eyes.

He held the racket in his hand, and the center of gravity of his body sank rapidly.

The whole person touched the ground and wiped the floor.

“Appeared, Ryoma’s foot volley!”

Katsuro Kato and Katsuo Mizuno hugged each other tightly, excited.

At the moment of hitting the ball, Echizen Ryoma’s whole person jumped up, and the volley was very powerful.

The ball quickly landed at Atsushi Shihara’s feet and then immediately bounced out.

“15—0.”

The ten-minute stalemate finally progressed, and the cheerleaders outside the stadium cheered.

Kosakata Tomoka held up the gas sign and shouted loudly.

“Ryoma, Ryoma, L·O· V·E，yeah~~”

Atsushi Ziyuan lost a point, and he was very upset.

He took a bite at Echizen Ryoma.

“Ah~~~ little dwarf, be careful that I pinch you~~~”

Echizen Ryoma was not threatened in the slightest, but instead looked up at Atsushi Shihara with interest.

One hand pressed the brim of the hat, and the other hand swung the racket at Atsushi Shihara.

Echizen Ryoma had a proud smile on the corner of his mouth and said defiantly.

“You’re still far behind!”

Atsushi Ziyuan was provoked by a first-grade imp and was very disdainful.

“You~~~ less big talk there~~~”

Echizen Ryoma throws the ball upwards, swings the racket, and knocks the ball out.

The trajectory of the ball formed a golden pillar of light towards Atsushi Shihara’s face.

Atsushi Zihara was a little impatient, his body withdrew, and he hit the ball back with a backhand.

Bang!

“Ah~~ is another external spin serve, all said that this trick is useless for me ~~~”

On the opposite side, Echizen Ryoma suddenly appeared in front of the net, holding a racket and swinging it down like a large knife.

The ball burst out of the air, and a “whoosh” flew past Atsushi Ziyuan’s face.

The wind brought out by the ball ruffled Atsushi Ziyuan’s purple hair, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned away.

“No, can you catch that ball…”

Everyone had reservations, but they didn’t want Atsushi Ziyuan’s reflexes to exceed their imagination.

That ball had landed on the ground, and by the time it bounced to the highest position, Atsushi Zihara was already standing.

There was a bit of fierceness in his eyes, and the muscles in his arms quickly protruded.

“I’m going to pinch you—”

He dunked the ball hard without any hesitation.

That ball was very explosive!

After landing, it bounced up, leaving a deep imprint.

Echizen Ryoma holds a racket in his hand and swings it at the bouncing ball.

And that goal was more powerful than he expected.

Covering the ball from such a distance, the power is actually so strong….

Echizen Ryoma frowned, put his right hand on his throat, and exerted force with both hands.

But the ball landed on the racket and didn’t move.

Echizen Ryoma gritted his teeth and pushed hard a second time.

“Well… It’s so heavy…”

Bang!

The ball grazed the edge of the racket and flew with it.

“15—15.”

Atsushi Zihara stood in the middle of the court, maintaining the batting posture, his eyes slightly narrowed.

“Ahhh~~ all said don’t mess with me, little dwarf ~~~”

Echizen Ryoma picked up the racket, glanced at the tennis ball that had landed on the ground, and snorted.

“Cut ~~~”

Midorima Shintaro glanced at Akaji next to him.

“Ziyuan’s emotions were stirred.”

Seijuro Akaji nodded slightly and said with a light smile.

“Ziyuan, his potential has not yet been fully developed.”

Ziyuan is an all-around player who is very strong both offensively and defensively.

But he wasn’t very passionate about tennis.

Like basketball, it’s just because of regular contact.

Therefore, the existence of Echizen Ryoma can allow Atsushi Shihara to move towards a higher evolution.

Bang!

The sound of hitting interrupted Akaji’s thoughts.

At this time, Echizen Ryoma on the court had broken through Atsushi Shihara’s defense.

And Atsushi Ziyuan also changed his usual laziness and began to face the battle head-on.

“Drink!”

A ball flew out and rolled up the dust on the ground.

The ball that fell to the ground was jerked up by Echizen Ryoma, who quickly dribbled the ball into the net.