The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

“Forget it, Kamio.”

Tachibana Yoshihira pulled an angry Kamio Akira.

Kamio Akira had to suppress his breath and glared angrily at the tall boy.

The visitor was wearing a dark purple uniform, and his curly hair covered half of his face.

A looming eye glowed with a faint cold light, raised his chin, and greeted with a proud face.

“Me. Kirisaki Junior High School 3rd year – Masaya Suzuki, you guy, get out of the way for me! ”

With his elbow on it, he slammed Kamio away hard, and then swaggered into the venue.

“Damn it!” Kamio Akira hugged his arm, feeling depressed.

Qianshi Qingchun commented with a dry smile.

“That guy is really rude enough.”

Shoichiro Oishi searched through his mind.

Whispered to himself.

“Kirisaki Middle School, why don’t you seem to have heard of it?”

Tezuka Kuni reminded, with a glossy face like an iceberg.

“Let’s go, Dashi.”

Outside the drawing venue, a luxury car slowly stopped.

The car door opened, and two teenagers wearing Diguang sportswear came down from above.

Shintaro Midorima, whose left hand was covered with bandages, glanced at the sign, and silently pushed his glasses.

“Akaji, is there a great school for the Kanto Tournament?”

Seijuro Akaji’s coat draped over his shoulders swayed in the wind.

His clear and clear eyes moved slightly, and he slowly spoke.

“Let’s draw a good lot, Shintaro.”

The host stood on the stage and looked at the list in his hand.

“Kanagawa, Aihara Middle School, No. 12.”

“Next is Tokyo Fudomine Middle School.”

Tachibana stepped up to the stage calmly and pulled out a piece of paper from the box.

Follow the number of that piece of paper, corresponding to…

Kirisaki Junior High School!

On the seat, the two people in dark purple team uniforms looked at each other and smiled.

That smile was full of cunning and malice.

“What’s the matter, did you encounter such an obscure school in the first scene.”

“Anyway, Suzuki, have you heard of Fudomine?”

Masa Suzuki also supported his head with one hand, and boredom drew circles on the table with the other.

He glanced up at Tachibana Yoshihira on the podium and said faintly.

“Fudo Peak, it should be a three-legged cat who is competing for the first time.”

These words were heard by Kamio Akira, and a trace of dissatisfaction and anger flashed his eyes under his thick bangs.

That Masaya Suzuki is the guy who bumped into Captain Tachibana outside before.

Now he is still talking about the wind and cold here, what a rotten person!

Tachibana Yoshihira saw Kamio’s indignation and did not remind.

“Whatever they say, we just have to prove ourselves with strength.”

Shōichiro Oishi was sitting in the face of Kirisaki Middle School, and he could hear the words of those two people very clearly.

Before he could think more, he heard an uproar.

“Eh, look quickly, it’s Diguang’s person!”

Everyone couldn’t help but look back at the door, and turned their heads and ears.

“Teiguang, this year is the champion of the Tokyo Metropolitan Assembly.”

“That Akaji defeated Tezuka of Seigaku and is a very powerful character.”

Seijuro Akaji and Shintaro Midorima took their seats amid the discussion of everyone.

And at this time, Keigo Jibe was about to go on stage to draw lots.

He glanced at Akaji, his eyebrows raised slightly, showing a bit of pride.

The person who can defeat Tezuka, he really wants to meet that Akaji.

Thinking so, his hand was already reaching into the draw box.

Fumbling in for a while, he pulled out one of the notes.

“The Ice Emperor actually ran into Qingxue?”

There was a sigh underneath.

“Last year’s runner-up team, the Ice Emperor!”

The corners of Keigo Jibe’s mouth raised, no matter who the opponent was, he would not show mercy to his subordinates.

With steps that the six relatives did not recognize, he walked off the stage.

As he passed by Akaji’s side, Jibu stopped and looked sideways at him.

Seijuro Akaji raised his eyes to look at Keigo Jibe, sensing the fighting intent in his eyes.

Unfortunately, the Ice Emperor was destined to lose to Qingxue.

“Next, Diguang Middle School.”

Shintaro Midorima stood up when he heard this, and his steps were unhurried.

He held a stack of phone books in his hand, and pulled out one with a particularly calm expression.

“Sengoku…” Minami Kentaro pushed Chiseki Qingchun next to him with his elbow, and his face instantly turned white.

Chiseki Kiyo rubbed his sleepy eyes, “What’s wrong Kentaro?” ”

Follow Kentaro Minami’s gaze…

The number in Midorima Shintaro’s hand was actually their Yamabuki.

“No, the first scene will be light to God?!” Qianshi stood up with a complicated expression.

Immediately after, a smile appeared on his face.

Grabbing Kentaro Minami’s arm, his voice was a little excited.

“I was actually selected by Diguang, and it’s really 1ucky Kentaro!”

Kentaro Minami held his forehead, his face covered with black lines.

What kind of luck is this, isn’t this guy sleeping stupidly?

The first game of the Kanto Contest against God Light is likely to be brushed down by them.

Is it going to end here?

As the captain, Kentaro Minami wanted to cry without tears.

After the lottery, Chiseki Seijun quickly followed Seijuro Akaji.

“Akaji-san, I haven’t formally introduced myself yet, I’m Yama…”

Akaji glanced lightly with a polite smile on his face.

“Are you Senishi from Yamabuki Middle School, I’ve heard of your daimyo.”

Senseki became serious in seconds and extended his index finger to Akaji.

And then a loud declaration of war.

“Although you are very strong, our Yamabuki doubles will not lose to you, and singles may not lose!”

The corners of Seijuro Akaji’s mouth lifted lightly, and he answered lightly.

“I probably know what you’re trying to say. Well, see you in the game. ”

After speaking, he left an absolutely cold and proud back.

Yamabuki Middle School Tennis Club.

After learning the results of the Kanto Tournament draw, there was an uproar in the team.

“What! I actually won the Diguang, I really want to die!! ”

“Chishi, you’re not some 1ucky, what’s going on?”

Facing the team members who rushed away in an instant, Chiseki scratched the back of his head with a smile.

“Don’t be nervous, Diguang is very strong, it is a rare opportunity for us to grow!”

Coach Futian stood up with a smile and opened his mouth to soothe.

“Senseki is right, we may not lose this game.”

Like a person who fell into the water grabbed a straw, several people turned to look at Coach Futian in unison.

I only listened to Coach Futian explain slowly.

“Their two positive picks have some conditions, and the strength of doubles and singles has weakened.”

“Perhaps, this is the time when our mountain blows a turnaround battle.” _

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