The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

The afterglow from the corner of Ziyuan Atsushi’s eyes caught a glimpse of his opponent surfing the Internet, and immediately led to the shot.

He concentrated his strength on the arm of the grip and charged it.

At the moment when the ball landed on the ground, he came to the drop point and stood still.

Swing!

Bang!

The ball spun out, bringing out a white cyclone from its tail.

The cyclone continued to strengthen, pushing the ball forward.

Echizen Ryoma wanted to wave his hand to intercept.

But he didn’t want to, and the ball slid against the ground for some distance.

There was no sign of bouncing up at all.

As it neared the touchline, the ball suddenly stopped.

Everyone looked at the players and tennis on the court in amazement, and it could be said that they were stunned.

“I’m not mistaken, the ball just now didn’t bounce up at all…”

“yes, I didn’t see it either.”

Kikumaru Eiji rubbed his eyes, desperate to lean his head into the iron net to watch.

“It’s really fierce!”

Buji Zhou Suke said with a smile.

“The ball didn’t bounce when it landed, but slid some distance.”

“It’s kind of similar to Tezuka’s Zero serve.”

Tezuka Kunimitsu nodded, indicating his agreement.

Although similar, there are still big differences.

Is it a coincidence that the ball stopped less than a centimeter from the touchline?

Or has the distance already been calculated ….

If it’s the latter, it requires super calculation and ball control.

It can’t be done without high-intensity training.

And those people in Diguang have long heard that they only joined the tennis club this year.

After playing tennis for several months, I was able to reach this level.

It has to be said that among them, there are indeed talented people, and there is more than one.

Thinking of this, Tezuka Kunimitsu’s brows twisted together, becoming more and more grim.

“Diguang Middle School will be our strong enemy.”

When Buji Shusuke heard this, the smile on his face became even stronger.

“Tezuka, it’s the first time I’ve seen you show this expression.”

I am afraid that only the only one can detect different details from Tezuka Kunimitsu’s unchanging expression for thousands of years.

In the competition venue, many people from other schools suddenly appeared.

Spectators in various uniforms gathered outside the iron net and talked about it.

“The final between Qingxue and Diguang seems to be very interesting.”

“Now it’s the singles number three…”

The people of Mukaiga huddled to the front with great interest, and beckoned the Shinobu Yuji to go over with them.

“Yushi, Yushi, over here!”

The ninja walked forward without saying a word, and the tennis racket he was carrying was hooked by someone.

“Oh, it’s the Ice Emperor’s, do they also come to see the Emperor Light’s match?”

An almost smug voice sounded in the crowd.

The Himawari people occupied an excellent place to watch the battle, and couldn’t help but complain.

“Everyone else is training, so it should be fine for the two of us to run out, right?”

Shinobu held up the glasses that did not have a prescription and complained.

“You are kind enough to say that you will skip training yourself, and you will still pull me along.”

Himawari said with a playful smile.

“After all, it’s the final, if it weren’t for Fudo Peak, now it’s our people inside.”

It is also said that losing to Fudongfeng in the capital assembly is a shame for their ice emperor.

“But speaking of Fudo Peak, their people seem to be there.”

Shinobu Yuji saw Tachibana Yoshihei on the other side and said to Himawari.

And the attention of the people of Himawari is on the game.

“Who is that purple-haired Diguang, actually so tall?”

“Also, what kind of move is that that doesn’t bounce when it lands?!”

Atsushi Shihara’s arm was very long and did not move after returning the attack.

He usually feels lazy, but today he is particularly combative.

After making a “falling rock” that would not bounce, he was 100% sure that the opponent would not be able to fight back.

The corners of Echizen Ryuma’s raised mouth showed his excitement at this time.

Bang bang!

The ball glides against the ground and stops no more than a centimeter from the touchline.

“Diguang score, 0-1, change the field.”

Echizen Ryoma pressed the brim of his hat and smiled grimly.

If it’s a serve, it’s unbreakable.

But if it’s a return shot.

That is, as long as you hit back before the ball hits the ground, you still need a chance.

Thinking like this, Echizen Ryoma couldn’t help but raise his eyes to look at Atsushi Shihara on the opposite side.

Atsushi Ziyuan’s tall figure blocked a large expanse of sunlight hitting the ground, casting a shadow on the ground.

He has his knees bent, his toes facing the direction of the net, and his eyes level with the front.

Before serving, he complained to Echizen Ryoma again.

“Ahhh~~~ The weather is so hot, let’s go buy ice cream after the game~~~”

Echizen Ryoma interrupted him impatiently and coolly reminded.

“Hey, I said you should hurry up and serve.”

Ziyuan Atsushi’s narrow eyes glowed a little coldly, and he warned.

“Ah~~Be careful I pinch you~~~”

Then, the ball in his hand quickly flew away.