The Legend of Net King

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With the passage of time, the national competition has also entered the hottest stage.

The strong players from each school have made their moves, and the competition has become more and more exciting.

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On one of the competition venues of the national competition, surrounded by dense spectators.

At the moment, they are watching the game intently.

Bang!

Sou!

On the court, with a crisp sound, the tennis ball shot straight towards the opposite side like an arrow off the string.

Wow!

On the other side, the sound of rapid running sounded,

A figure also immediately appeared on the side of the tennis ball,

Call!

I saw this player stretch out a racket, this racket is very special,

It's not what a normal racket looks like, and it's a cut length longer than a normal racket.

Bang!

I heard a shot sound, and the tennis ball was hit back by this player.

And the angle is very tricky, with a hint of arc,

Shoot towards the edge line of the opposite court...

"Come on, Saeki!"

"Our Hexagon Middle School is up to you now, let's work hard..."

“......"

On the side of the court, the rest area of the tennis club of Hexagon Middle School,

A group of junior high school students are loudly cheering for their teammates on the field.

Hexagon Middle School!

A perennial winner in the Kanto region, of course, this time it was also successfully qualified for the national competition!

This one is their game.

In the middle of the court, sitting in the coach's seat was the consultant of Hexagon Middle School.

He was an old man with white eyebrows, a long white beard on his chin, squinting and a smile on his face.

The people of Hexagon Middle School call him "Daddy"!

At this moment, the old man smiled and looked at the coach of the opposite school who was sitting beside him, and said:

"Aren't you worried about your teammates, boy?"

Juvenile?

As a school coach, it turned out to be a teenager!

Listening to the words of the old-timers beside him,

The next moment, I saw this young man, turned his head,

Under the black broken hair, he showed an extremely handsome face, and with a polite smile, he replied:

"I have confidence in my team-mates! We won't lose! "

The words are gentle but have a unique self-confidence, which makes people involuntarily convinced.

That's right, he is the minister of Muzhiteng, Jing Zhiguang!!

This game is the duel between Makinoto and Rokkaku Middle School.

Listening to Jing Zhi's words, the "father" of the hexagon smiled, and he was really happy to laugh,

Then he sighed and said:

"Alas, when you are old, your faith is not as abundant as yours, and now it is really the world of your young people!"

"Daddy" was sighing.

......

On the pitch,

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and the tennis ball swept over the net quickly, and smashed on the bottom line of Munoto's half court in the blink of an eye.

Swish!

In an instant, as if it had been there for a long time, a figure appeared on the side of the tennis ball,

That flowing hair is the main contestant of Makinoto - Chitose Chitosa!

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Looking at the attacking tennis ball, a glimmer of light flashed in Chitose's eyes,

"Shen Yin!"

Whispering softly,

Call!

Bang!

With his arm gripping the racket, he slammed it into the air.

Phew-

The tennis ball is like a pale yellow arrow of light, shooting straight at the hexagonal middle school player on the opposite side... Torajiro Saeki.

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The speed of the tennis ball was very fast, and it flew across the court in an instant, shooting straight towards Saeki,

"Huh?!"

Saeki's eyebrows were solemn, and his palms were gripping the racket again, waiting for him.

But at this moment,

Airplanes!

All of a sudden, the tennis ball seemed to disappear out of thin air.

"What?!"

Everyone's eyes widened,

But before they could react,

Shout!

Boom!

The sound of breaking the air and the impact sounded at the same time, and the tennis ball smashed into the second half of Hexagon and flew out of bounds.

"Damn!"

Saeki Torajiro's eyes widened, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"Well... It's amazing! "

The audience at the scene was dumbfounded, then shook their heads, and said incredulously after sobering up their heads.

"Makinoto scores, the score is 4-1!"

The referee's voice also sounded.

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The consultant of Hexagon Middle School, "Daddy" squinted his eyes and smiled at this scene on the court,

"Chitose in Kyushu... The players of Makinoto are really good..."

The old man sincerely admired that at his age, he already had his own opinion on the outcome of the game, and he had already looked down on it.

Jing Zhiguang smiled politely and responded modestly.

Looking at Jing Zhiguang, "Dad", as a qualified old man in Japan, is of course aware of the strength and performance of the young man in front of him in the world.

It is precisely because he knows that he sighs even more:

"Boy, you are really very good!"

"I think that guy wasn't as good as you... I'm really looking forward to seeing what you achieve in the future! "

Jing Zhiguang's eyes were slightly condensed, he knew who the old man in front of him was comparing him,

Now the only thing that can be compared with Jing Zhi... Undoubtedly, it is the legend of the past, Minamijiro Echizen!

The others, no matter who they were in the country, looked a little bleak in front of Jing Zhi, and only a samurai could be so unforgettable.

......

Bang!

Phew-

Boom!

The tennis ball swept past Saeki and slammed it behind him.

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

The referee's voice sounded,

On the scoreboard, 6-2, 6-1, 6-1,

The three scores are clearly engraved in front.

"Roar!"

"King, Makinovine! King, Makinovine! "

“......"

At the moment of winning the game, the supporters in the audience shouted hoarsely.

The sound resounded in the sky and was deafening.

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"It's amazing, Munoto won the game 3-0 directly!!"

"And... The minister of Munoto has not made a single move, and Munoto is really too strong now..."

"yes, I don't know which school can make Muzhito wait?!"

“......"

When Munoto won, some neutral spectators immediately erupted in heated discussions.

......

Swish!

Boom!

"Thank you for the advice!"

"Thank you for the advice!"

“......"

At the end of the game, all the players of Makinoto and Rokkaku Middle School returned to the court, and after a polite farewell,

Jing Zhiguang led the seven main selections, including Chihara Akaya, Chitose Chisatose, and Yakutsu, and walked towards the sidelines.

"Makinoto!"

"Makinoto!"

"Makinoto!"

“......"

With the last cheers, Jing Zhiguang and the others slowly disappeared into the eyes of the players of Hexagon Middle School.

"Alas, 'Daddy', Munoto is really strong!"

At this time, Saeki sighed and said to the old man who had just talked to Jing Zhiguang.

"Ah, yes!"

The old man listened to Saeki's words and smiled kindly,

"Munoto is strong, and that young man is even stronger..."

As he spoke, Daddy just smiled.

“......"

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At this moment, Jing Zhiguang, who left the competition venue, didn't care at all what the people from Hexagon Middle School behind him would say.

Da!

Da!

Da!

Eight of Makino Fuji are walking on the road of the competition center park,

"The game is over, the youth school won the game, the score is 6-2!"

At this time, the sound of a nearby competition venue reached Jing Zhiguang's ears and aroused his interest.