The Legend of Net King

As time passes,

In the U17 dormitory, in this remote No. 1 court, under the gaze of many high school students,

A fierce game is also about to come to the last minute...

......

On the pitch,

Kazuya Tokugawa's opponent is a third-year high school player with short black hair, and his name is Ida Kamiji,

The strength is outstanding, the technique is good in all aspects, and I managed to get into the No. 1 court a few months ago.

But now, it seems like it's going to be back on Court 2 again...

"Whew... Whew..."

Panting and looking at Tokugawa opposite, Ida's head was covered with sweat,

"Damn... It's so strong..."

He gritted his teeth and let out a low snort, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

Kazuya Tokugawa's strength is beyond his imagination...

A few months ago, I finally climbed to the No. 1 court, which represents the strongest place in the second army.

Now I'm going to be beaten back again, of course Ida Kamiji is very unwilling, but... What can you do...

The difference in strength is so big that there is no way to resist, it seems that the overall situation has been decided!

......

Bang!

Phew-

A streamer of light flew past Ida Kamiji's side, and when he couldn't save,

slammed into the ground behind him,

Boom!

Then with a "whoosh", it bounced up and flew out of bounds.

"Kazuya Tokugawa scores, the score is 30-0!"

The referee looked at the tennis ball bouncing around the wall and immediately spoke.

......

"Alas, the result is already predictable ..."

"Ueji Ida is going to lose..."

On the side, the high school students on Court 2 were talking,

"Yes, I really didn't expect that after Tokugawa came down the mountain, he actually made it all the way to the No. 1 court!!"

"Except for today's game, the others are all 6-0 crushing! Even this point of Ida Kamiji has an element of luck..."

“...... His strength... It's really amazing..."

“......"

......

In the course of their discussions,

Kazuya Tokugawa has already pulled out a tennis ball again,

Hmmm-

With a lift of the wrist, the tennis ball is thrown upward,

Kazuya Tokugawa's eyes flashed with a gleam, his arm clenched the racket, and the paddle was over his shoulder.

Looking up at the tennis ball,

"Hah!"

Let out a low shout, whew!

The racket swung violently, bringing a whistling sound of airflow!

And, as if with a brilliant and colorful brilliance,

It crashed into a tennis ball in the air.

Bang!

A voice rang out, reverberating across the pitch...

......

"What?~!"

"It's... The speed of this move... It's faster!"

The high school student on the side of the court shouted in surprise.

In their widening eyes, only a flash of colored light disappeared from view in an instant.

Many people are no longer able to catch the traces of tennis balls!!

You know, most of the high school students here stay in the highly ranked courts.

Even they were shocked.

It shows that the power of Tokugawa's Phantom serve has increased too much!!

......

With the sound of hitting the ball, a touch of colored streamer seems to be a rainbow through the sun,

Sting!

Phew-

Instantly tore through the air, tumbling and surging with a gust of airflow,

Boom!

Towards the opposite court.

It's blazing fast!

......

In Ida Kamiji's suddenly locked pupils, a touch of colored light was reflected,

And then in the case of his difficulty in reacting,

That ray of light smashed beside him, "bang" on the ground,

Sou!

Flying past him, you can hear the piercing sound of breaking through the air,

Then it slammed into the wall outside the boundary.

Boom...... Knock knock...

There was a slight throbbing sound...

“......"

Ida Kamiji's gaze was indescribable, and he turned his head stiffly and looked at the moving tennis ball behind him,

Shocked, he muttered, "Okay... What a quick serve!"

"Kazuya Tokugawa scores, the score is 40-0!"

The referee was also silent for a long time, and seemed to be shocked by the speed of Tokugawa Kazuya's serve.

Then open your mouth to announce the score.

It's 40-0!

Irie Song helped the frame of the mirror and chuckled,

"It seems... It's finally coming to an end..."

He whispered in his mouth.

"It's long over..."Atsukyo Tono's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and he said,

"With the speed of his serve just now, this match can't drag on for so long..."

Shuji Tanejima also nodded,

"At this last moment, I chose to use my own tricks... I'm afraid he's showing you..."

As he spoke, he looked at Oni Jujiro with his eyes.

"It's showing you how you've made... Prove that you have the strength to stand in front of you!"

"It's really interesting..."

The other first-class players also spoke one after another.

Onijujiro listened to their words and looked at Kazuya Tokugawa, who was about to pull out his tennis ball again on the court,

The corners of his mouth hooked an arc, and he looked a little hideous and terrible under the scar,

Whispered:

"It's just a naïve and naïve idea..."

......

On the court, Kazuya Tokugawa held a tennis ball in his hand again, his arm raised slightly, and his eyes glanced at a corner of the court stands,

There were more than a dozen first-army players in dazzling red and black uniforms, and among them, the one that Tokugawa cared about the most at the moment was the red-haired man!

"Wait... I'm going to beat you!"

Tokugawa's eyes flashed with a fluctuation, and he muttered in a low voice.

Hmmm-

The tennis ball was thrown again,

All eyes are on ...

......

Just when the first army was also watching Tokugawa Kazuya's every move,

A voice rang out from behind them,

"Ah, it turns out that the seniors are all here..."

Listening to this familiar voice, all the players in the first army were stunned,

Then he turned around sharply,

"Jing Zhi..."

"Light Boy..."

"Jingzhi boy..."

"Why did you come back..."

The words came out of the mouths of the first team of players.

Without exception, they were all a little surprised!

"Ah, the coach hasn't told you yet..."

Jing Zhiguang suddenly realized that Coach Kurobe may have called him back in advance, but in fact, it was not time yet...

"Oh, are those third-rate coaches still hiding something from us..."

A 'cruel smile' appeared at the corner of the phoenix's mouth in the Equality Temple, and he muttered softly.

In the monitoring room, Kurobe Yukio, Saito and Takuchi Ryuji inexplicably felt a chill hit.

"Have you forgotten something?"

Coach Saito looked at the No. 1 court, and the arrival of Jing Zhiguang caused a sensation among the players of the first army.

Said to himself.

“......"

......

"It's nothing, it's going to be announced in a short time anyway..."

Jing Zhiguang thought for a while and then said,

"By the way, I heard that there will be another Court 1 challenge, how is the situation here now?"

Jing Zhiguang looked at the court below,

"It's time to decide the winner!"

Irie Song lifted the frame of the mirror and spoke.

Shuji Tanejima also nodded,

"yes, Tokugawa is going to win!"

As their words fell,

Bang!

A touch of illusion (Zhao Zhao) color streamer pierced the sky, as if a comet flashed,

Phew-

Boom!

Once again, when Ida Kamiji couldn't move, he scored directly with an ace, looking at this scene,

The referee directly opened his mouth and announced:

"The game is over, the score is 6-1, Kazuya Tokugawa wins!"

At the same time, the voice of Coach Kurobe was also heard on the radio,

"From now on, Kazuya Tokugawa was successfully promoted to Court 1, and Ida Kamiji was relegated back to Court 2..."

......

Listening to the coach's words, of course, Ida Kamiji couldn't hide his loss, but when the dust settled, he couldn't go back.

"It's amazing..."

"But in such a short period of time... He's already a player on Court 1!!"

“......"

Looking at Tokugawa Kazukan, who was standing on the court with a cold expression and an extraordinary momentum,

The high school students in the dormitory couldn't help but admire.

Now Tokugawa has changed his arrogant personality, and with his strength, he has also won the recognition of these high school students!

......

On the court, Kazuya Tokugawa retracted the racket, grasped the handle of the racket with one hand, and stroked the surface of the racket with the other.

The eyes snapped to a place...

......_

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