The Legend of Net King

On the court, I saw a high school student already standing on the side, and Jing Zhiguang slowly walked into the court.

The high school students on the fifteenth court on the side looked at Jing Zhiguang who came over,

"That's him, so young, a new freshman in high school?"

The high school students, who didn't think about the junior high school students at all, naturally thought that Jing Zhiguang was a new high school player, and even Shuji Tanejima didn't think that Jing Zhiguang was a junior high school student.

"You're Jing Zhiguang on Court 16?"

"Hmm." Jing Zhiguang nodded slightly, looking at the tall high school student with short hair on the other side, this is his opponent, Miyamoto is finished?! Then you're done!

"Heh, then you're really unlucky, you have to be ready to quit this co-accommodation when you meet me in the game." I saw Miyamoto Wan say arrogantly. "Twenty-Seventy"

"Alas~ Miyamoto, don't bully too much, let it go~"

"yes, don't make the other side too ugly~"

"Haha~"

"Haha~ Don't worry, I'll let you go." Miyamoto, who was laughing with his teammates, turned his head to look at Jing Zhiguang and said with a smile.

"yes, I hope you still have such thoughts later!" Jing Zhiguang smiled faintly, looked at Miyamoto Wan with a calm face, I don't know why, when he saw Jing Zhiguang's smiling eyes, Miyamoto Wan, who wanted to be angry, felt a deep chill.

......

Far away on a court in the corner of the house, Tanejima, who was watching the two people training on the field, was stunned for a moment when he heard this notice,

"Xiujun looks absent-minded,"

I saw a young man wearing glasses on the field come over and say, only to see his curly short hair. Round glasses. Cute and semi-handsome, isn't it the actor in the world of Irie Sota, "It seems that you know the people in the game!" "

There was also a red-haired man who walked over with him, with a scar on his face, and he looked like a relatively strong and fierce, unapproachable tall high school student, and that rugged appearance was not the first in U17, and now he is staying in the house with Oni Jujiro.

"Ah, there seems to be an interesting person in this cohabitation!"

"Oh, even Xiujun said that!"

Irie and Oni Jujiro looked at Tanejiro in surprise, and then looked at Tanejima.

The three of them are currently in the first army's main selection, but due to their own reasons, they did not participate in overseas exchange matches with the first army, and stayed in this dormitory together.

"Then I'm curious about this guy!"

......

On Court 15, there was silence, and the high school students were speechless.

Jing Zhiguang slowly put away his racket, looked at the opposite side kneeling on the court, embarrassed, and couldn't believe Miyamoto Wan shook his head, his strength was too weak, and he was not a hand at all.

"It's... How is this possible..."

"Actually... It was so badly defeated!

"That's Miyamoto, we're all in the middle of the pitch. How could this be?! "

The high school students on Court 15 said in surprise.

"How... It's going to be like this... Why..."Miyamoto knelt on the court in a daze, muttering to himself, his pupils dilated, he was really hit.

Looking at the score on the field, the big bright 6-0, everyone's eyes widened, and the situation of the game just now is still vivid, because the game is too strange, no, it should be too miserable, it is completely a massacre, and there is no backhand power at all.

At the beginning of the game, I thought that Miyamoto really let the opponent go, but it turned out to be crushed all the way, the return speed was fast and accurate, and all the aces on the serve were scored, and Miyamoto couldn't receive a return ball at all, and they watched from the sidelines as if watching Jing Zhiguang's personal performance.

The standard smooth movements, the perfect and precise tennis style also shocked them with the people of this No. 16 court,

"With such strength, it's still Court 16, it's a lie!"

"Yes, Court 16 is at this level, so where are we supposed to be!"

“......"

At this time, a voice came from the loudspeaker, "Jing Zhiguang players are promoted to Court 15, and Miyamoto Wan is relegated to Court 16." "

Jing Zhiguang looked at the group of high school students who still hadn't reacted, shook his head, and walked out.

......

"So you're here? Jingzhi! "

Jing Zhiguang, who was practicing against the wall, turned his head and looked at Shuji Tanejima who was walking towards him, his eyes were fixed, because there were two familiar figures behind him...

"Hi, first time meeting, hello, Jingzhi, my name is Irie Sota." I saw a handsome and lovely young man with eyes and said with a smile,

"Oni Jujiro, you can call me Oni." The red-haired, rugged contestant looked at him and spoke.

Ghost Jujiro, Irie Sota, and Tanejima Shuji, these three are all unfathomable players in U17, Jing Zhiguang's eyes flashed slightly.

"Hello, my name is Jing Zhiguang." Said with a smile.

"It's so boring to practice against the wall, I'll train with Jingzhi!"

"Oh, is that okay?" Jing Zhiguang's eyes flashed with a glimmer of essence, and he looked at Irie and asked slightly.

"Of course, no problem." Irie Sota smiled harmlessly, and the round-framed eyes on his face made him seem completely harmless, but the bright eyes under the glasses flashed with bursts of light, and it could be seen that this person was definitely not simple.

Onijujiro and Shuji Tanejima glanced at each other, and Tanejima shrugged his shoulders and said it didn't matter.

"Well, it's just simple training, anyway, we've been training like this all the time, and the coach won't say anything!"

At the same time, looking at the four people on the screen in the monitoring room, the three coaches did not know what to do at 5.7,

"Looks like they're going to play?"

"I guess it's just a simple temptation!"

"Is it really good to expose him to the top level so quickly?"

"It's okay, the head coach has big expectations, and don't forget, this teenager is no ordinary junior high school student!"

"Don't say I forgot, every time I see that young appearance, I can't help but position him in a position that needs protection." Yukio Kurobe looked at the figure of Jing Zhiguang on the monitor, "I almost forgot that this is a player who is not weaker than them!" "

"Looks like you're concerned about it."

"After all, it's an acquaintance's child, and it's hard to have such a good seedling, of course, you have to take care of it!"

Kurobe remembered the phone call of Jing Zhiguang's father, Jing Chiichiro, twice in three days, and said with the corners of his mouth twitching. _

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