The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Seijuro Akaji naturally put his hands on his sides and said lightly.

“Ziyuan’s reflex nerves make his defensive ability even more extraordinary.”

Bang!

Echizen Ryoma quickly glanced at the opponent’s half before hitting the ball.

How is it possible, there are no flaws at all, there are no loopholes ….

Bang bang!

A lot of sweat oozed from his forehead, but a happy smile spread at the corners of his mouth.

At the moment when Atsushi Shihara jumped, Echizen Ryoma’s pupils shrank sharply.

It can’t be without flaws!

The incoming ball made a “bang” sound and fell into Echizen Ryoma’s racket.

Bang!

He loosened his wrist and returned the ball lightly.

“Put the short ball!”

Atsushi Shihara immediately stepped forward and wanted to return the ball, but he didn’t want to, and the edge of the racket’s head touched the bag of the net.

“15—0.”

Echizen Ryoma skipped a playful smile in his eyes, pointed at Atsushi Shihara with his racket, and said defiantly.

“If I were to say, you are not suitable for playing tennis when you are tall!”

Atsushi Shihara only thought that Echizen Ryoma was making the last stubborn resistance, and he was very disdainful.

Bang!

An outspin serve headed towards Atsushi Shihara’s face.

“Ryoma is really persistent!” Katsuro Kato didn’t understand why the outspin serve was cracked, and he kept playing this trick.

Atsushi Shihara backhanded and effortlessly hit the ball back.

And it was this goal that hit back, and his defensive shortcomings were exposed to Echizen Ryoma’s sight.

Echizen Ryoma stood on both feet, looked at Atsushi Shihara’s ear, and struck the ball out.

The ball passed through Atsushi Zihara’s ears like a cold wind, almost grazing his ears.

And this ball, his swing is very stiff.

Bang bang!

The ball quickly landed on the ground and bounced low up.

“30—0.”

Echizen Ryoma lowered his eyes, chased after the victory, and quickly sent a ball.

The ball landed on the ground and was aimed at a position close to Atsushi Shihara’s chest.

When Atsushi Ziyuan saw the direction where the ball came from, he immediately subconsciously flashed to the side and went around the racket.

Bang!

Since he subconsciously blocked the ball with a racket and backhanded, the strength was obviously not enough.

“Get off the net!”

“40—0.”

Echizen Ryoma scored consecutive points, and Kosakata Tomoka outside the court was excited.

“Wow~~ Come on Ryoma!”

“Come on, come on, come on Qingxue!!”

Under this momentum, Echizen Ryoma got a round from Atsushi Shihara.

The current score is “2-3”.

Ryuzaki glanced at Echizen Nanjiro in the sideline guidance area next door, and his smile showed a little satisfaction.

“Nanjiro, your son still has two pounds.”

……

In the sixth game, Echizen Ryoma attacked Atsushi Shibara as usual.

After only five minutes, he won another game.

“Phew – Echizen has finally tied the score!” Satoshi Horio’s excitement was palpable.

And judging from the current situation, there is still hope that Qingxue will win.

The corners of Seijuro Akaji’s lips evoked a faint, but cold smile.

The arm is longer than the average person’s purple plain, and the ball from a distance can easily hit back.

But if it’s a close ball, he has to swing around an arc, which will inevitably affect the return time.

Echizen Ryoma saw this point and counterattacked.

It seems that he still underestimated Echizen Ryoma.

Shintaro Midorima had also noticed Shibara’s defensive blind spot for a long time, but he didn’t expect Echizen Ryoma to find it so quickly.

This is achieved through constant temptation.

Sure enough, we can’t blindly pursue ratios, but also maintain calm and objective judgment.

Fifteen minutes later.

Atsushi Zihara’s sportswear was printed with sweat stains.

Raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and the movement of running on his feet continued.

Treading….

“Seigaku Echizen score, 4-3, change the field.”

Atsushi Shihara raised his eyes to look at Echizen Ryoma on the opposite side, his eyes were extremely terrifying.

Just as he was changing, he grabbed the latter by the collar and picked him up.

“Ah~~ little dwarf, you give me enough time~~”

The words were full of threats, but they made Echizen Ryoma drag even more.

He did not show a trace of fear, raised his eyes, and met the purple eyes full of anger in Shangziyuan Tun.

“Ah~~ you can also give me enough time.”

He said in imitation of Atsushi Shihara’s tone, his eyes full of defiance.

Atsushi Shihara was furious, and his fist was about to swing towards Echizen Ryoma, but he heard a cold and harsh voice.

“Stop, Ziyuan!”

“Little Akaji…” Atsushi Shihara looked at Seijuro Akaji outside the iron net in disbelief.

Seijuro Akaji looked at Atsushi Shihara coldly through the iron net.

“Are you going to disobey my orders?”

Touching Akaji’s awe-inspiring eyes, Atsushi Shihara gritted his teeth and let go of Echizen Ryoma.

Ryota Huangse supported his forehead and said a little helplessly.

“Oh ~ ~ Xiao Ziyuan is still true, actually rude to that Qingxue under the eyes of the referee.”