The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

The Shinobu Yuji glanced at Keigo Jibe, absolutely not doubting Jibu’s words.

Because Jibu has insight beyond ordinary people, since he can say it, he must be very convinced.

Seijuro Akaji’s eyes were half-squinted, and there was a bit of shrewdness and wisdom in them.

He raised his racket and hit the back half of the ball.

On the opposite side, a white cyclone circle appeared beside Tezuka Kunimitsu.

There is again, Tezuka Ward….

The corners of Seijuro Akaji’s mouth twitched, and the orange in his pupils became more and more intense.

Tezuka Kunimitsu once again uses clever maneuvers to introduce the ball to his side.

In the “selfless realm”, Tezuka Ward’s role can be maximized.

Bang bang!

A ball was struck, low over the net, and the lower half grazed above the ball bag.

It was this rub that added a little bit to the spin of the ball.

The soles of Seijuro Akaji’s feet, circle after circle of red cyclones rose.

Faint red air masses converged around him, forming his domain.

“Appeared, Red Field!” Takishima-san shouted excitedly.

And he shouted like this, which startled May Momoi, who was quietly watching the game next to him.

Momoi May exhaled and stroked his chest.

Then he opened his notebook and turned to the Seigaku article, one of which was Tezuka Kunimitsu’s information.

Before the match, she found Akaji with these materials.

Unexpectedly, Akaji didn’t look at it, and dropped a sentence.

“I never need to rely on external information collected in the Akaji competition.”

Thinking of what Akaji had said, Momoi’s eyes became gentle.

“Akaji-kun will always be reassuring, and I believe that he will never lose.”

When Ziyuan Atsushi heard this, he lazily answered.

“Ahhh~~ Little Peachboy, we know this kind of thing without you saying it~~”

Tezuka Kunimitsu holds the racket in his left hand and intercepts Akaji’s backhand on the ball.

Bang bang!

It’s not as easy to score now as it used to be.

This is the same for both people.

Tezuka, who has no self, is involved in a tug-of-war with Akaji.

The score never changed again, but the game firmly caught everyone’s attention.

Because I don’t know when, the situation will reverse.

Bang bang!

Tezuka Kunimitsu used twice as much power as Akaji to slam the ball out.

“0—30.”

Ryuzaki looked at his watch, almost half an hour had passed.

Even in the realm of selflessness, there is a time limit, and the requirements for various functions of the body are very high.

At this time, Tezuka, his physical energy consumption is several times that of usual.

As a coach, she actually disapproves of Tezuka fighting like this.

Outside the stadium, Keigo Jibe also noticeably noticed the problem.

He stood noble and elegant, and spoke.

“Tezuka unknowingly increased the burden on his shoulders in order to protect his elbows, and I’m afraid he didn’t even notice it.”

“If it’s a game that usually ends in about 20 minutes, of course it’s nothing.”

Speaking of this, Keigo Jibe paused, and his gaze fell on Seijuro Akaji, who was running left and right.

“Presumably Akaji can also see that the current Tezuka will definitely not last an hour.”

“Or if this high-intensity style of play continues, Tezuka’s tennis career will definitely end.”

Hearing Jibu say this, the Shinobu Yuji silently snorted.

Tezuka: Is this blocking his future?

Even if you sacrifice your own arm, you have to compete with your opponent, is it worth it.

Himawari said a little unasperously.

“If that’s the case, just buy time to score, what kind of tug-of-war is there to fight!”

The Shinobu Yushi glanced at the Himawari people, and his eyes were full of disgust.

Yue Ren, this guy, did he take his brains out in the end.

Tezuka was clearly forced into a tug-of-war.

Even after entering the realm of selflessness, Tezuka Kunimitsu was bitten to death by Akaji.

Boom!

The thump left a clearly visible black scratch on the ground, kicking up dust on the ground.

“0—40.”

Bang!

Through the control of the Tezuka area, the ball rotated more precisely and passed directly through the “red field”.

The ball passed past Akaji’s ear and almost grazed his pinna.

His figure flashed and he passed by the ball.

“Seigaku Tezuka scores, the ratio is 4-2.”

Ryuzaki Pansy’s hands clenched uneasily, and his palms were already full of sweat.

Looking at Echizen Nanjiro next door, he was still lying lazily, like a puddle of mud that he couldn’t support.

Bang bang!

“Seigaku Tezuka scores, the score is 5-2, change the field.”

Shinobu held up his glasses, thought of something, and said to Keigo Jibe.

“Traces, do you know Diguang.”

“Just after Akaji became minister, new rules were set.”

Without waiting for Keigo to say anything, the people of Mukaigatsu couldn’t help but ask.

“New rules, what is it, Yoshi?”

Shinobu Yuji said in a flat tone, and slowly continued.

“First- and second-year members are not allowed to participate in practice matches without the permission of the minister.”