The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Sato Ishiwa arranged a team member to be the referee, and there was a strong sense of killing in his eyes.

Atsushi Shihara is very worried about Seijuro Akaji, who is about to play.

After all, that Sato Shiha is not an ordinary person, and his “execution” is not at all a way that normal people can understand.

“Kochiji, you have to watch out for that person.”

Seijuro Akaji removed the coat he was wearing and threw it to Ryota Huangse.

His eyes were full of pride, and he coldly glanced at Sato Shiha, who was standing opposite him.

The two people stood across the ball, and an invisible smoke burned in the middle.

Sato Shiyu raised his eyebrows, looked disdainful, and snorted.

“Boy, if you are willing to be beaten by me obediently, maybe Uncle will spare your life.”

Seijuro Akaji had a plausible smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn’t look at Sato Ishiha.

Whether the opponent is a tiger or a rabbit, the lion has only one thing to do, and that is to defeat them with all his might.

He turned and walked towards the back of the pitch and heard Sato Ishiha behind him speak in a rough voice.

“Boom! Another imp who does not know whether he is dead or alive. ”

Outside the field, Kikumaru Eiji was a little worried and asked to the big rock next to him.

“Oishi, Akaji and Tezuka finished a match, is this going to compete with that high school student right away?”

Shuichiro Oishi nodded, but didn’t know what to say.

The battle with Tezuka is estimated to have consumed a lot of strength for Akaji.

And that high school student, looks unusual.

After all, it is a person who can beat Ziyuan Atsun into that look, and his strength is definitely above Ziyuan Atsun.

“The game starts, Akaji serves.”

Seijuro Akaji slapped the tennis ball in his hand on the ground, and his whole body exuded a death-like aura.

The heterochromatic pupils are shining with coolness, like a bleak autumn night, chilling hair standing upright.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Sato Shiha frowned and urged impatiently.

“You kid should hurry up and serve, how can you use so many false tricks!”

The Kubo players on the side of the stadium echoed suit.

“It must be afraid of being beaten by our boss, and I dare not serve, haha…”

However, before the words fell, the ball in Akaji’s hand was already speeding out.

A red cyclone followed, like a fire snake that had cracked the ground, swallowing towards Sato Ishiba.

Streaming down!

The ball rotates, driving the surrounding air flow to change.

As if poured into a powerful spin, the ball falls to the ground like an electric drill.

The surface on which the ball touches the ground is rapidly dented and ready to strike.

Sato Ishiha immediately came to the drop point and stood still, led the racket backwards, and swung the ball forward.

However, at the moment the ball bounced, Sato Shiha’s eyes darkened.

“Phew!”

The ball flew into the sky like a firecracker, followed by a “tom” sound.

With this sound, the ball rushed towards Sato’s face very quickly.

Sato Ishiha couldn’t dodge, and hit the ball on his right face hard.

Suddenly, he felt that his cheekbones were about to break, and the pain was terrible.

Bang bang!

The ball landed steadily, and everything returned to calm.

Outside the court, everyone in the youth school was surprised, especially a few who were familiar with the external spin serve.

The serve just now was an outspin serve, that’s right.

However, the power is much stronger than the normal outspin serve.

Satoshi Horio opened his mouth and couldn’t close it.

He swallowed a mouthful of spit and spat out a sentence.

“Nope… No, it’s not the same as the outspin serve I’ve seen before…”

Kansadaharu held up his glasses and hurriedly took out his notebook.

The move just now was to maximize the power of the outspin serve.

Use the power of the outward rotation of the arm to control the hit point, giving it a stronger rotation when the ball hits the ground.

I’m afraid only Akaji can do it – this is a reinforced version of the outspin serve!

Echizen Ryoma pressed the brim of his cap, and the surface remained silent.

In this way, that guy’s outspin serve is indeed better than his own.

Swollen face by the upgraded outspin serve, Sato Ishiha’s anger value rose.

He was the only one who hit others, and this little devil actually dared to hit his proud face.

“Little ghost, I was careless just now, I’m going to let you live better than die in a while!”

Sato Shiha gritted his teeth and spit out these words heavily.

However, as soon as I tried hard, my face was pulled and pained.

Seijuro Akaji didn’t seem to take Sato Ishiha’s words to heart.

He threw the ball, his eyes glowing coldly.

At the moment of serve, he aimed at Sato Ishiha’s knee.

“Phew!”

A golden pillar of light shows the trajectory of the ball.

This time, the angle at which the ball bounced was no longer ninety degrees, but nearly sixty degrees.

The ball was so fast that it almost swept by.

Before Sato Shiha could react, he was directly hit by the bouncing ball to his knee.

This time, the pain made his legs weak, and he knelt down on one knee.

“Shh-” Sato Ishiha frowned, desperate to crush Akaji to ashes.

“Little ghost, I won’t be polite to you anymore!”

The Kubo players on the side of the court looked at each other in disbelief.

It was the first time they saw the boss being beaten by a small ghost in the country with a painful look on his face.

The ball just now, right in the boss’s knee, was clearly aimed.

Sato Ishiwa missed two goals and was extra serious when he saw that Akaji was about to deliver his third goal.

He is not a nameless little man.

“I’ll tell you little ghost, uncle, if I get serious, even I am afraid, wow, hahaha…”

I don’t know why, I was hit by Akaji twice in a row, and the anger on Sato Shiha’s body did not decrease but increased.

His laughter made Atsushi Shihara’s heart tighten, and he immediately remembered the situation when he was beaten by Sato.

Therefore, he is very worried about Akaji on the field.

Bang!

Immediately, the ball fell into Sato Ishiha’s racket.

And this time, the initiative passed to Sato.

He dribbled the ball to the net, with a Mori smile on his face, his gaze locked tightly on Akaji’s abdomen.

“Little ghost, enjoy this ‘seppuku punishment’-”

With a “whoosh”, the ball skipped like a shadow.

Everyone was covered with a layer of darkness, and it was impossible to see where the ball was flying.

“Whoosh!”

The ball headed towards Seijuro Akaji’s abdomen, and he reacted so quickly that he immediately blocked it with his racket.

But the power of that ball was so strong that it pushed Akaji to move about a centimeter.

Atsushi Shihara’s pupils were full of worry, “Little Akaji…”

“Captain Akaji will be fine, right?” Takishima-san asked tremblingly.

Because that goal just now was so thrilling.

It’s hard to imagine if you were hit in the abdomen by that ball, and you would vomit blood on the spot.

Sato Ishiha’s gloomy eyes were bloodshot, like a demon coming out of hell.

“You actually escaped a disaster, but next time you won’t be so lucky, wowhahaha…”

He grabbed the air with one hand and smiled up to the sky.

The racket in Seijuro Akaji’s hand swung down at Sato Ishiha, and through the net, he said coldly.

“You are strong, but you will lose.” _

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