The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Outside the iron mesh, Keigo Jibe put one hand in his trouser pocket, full of noble and elegant energy.

“The school of the capital assembly is really unforbidden. Right, birchland. ”

“Yes-” Kachi replied with a long voice.

First-graders who ran from not far away hurriedly reported.

“Eh, do you know that Diguang’s opponent has abstained!”

Hearing this news, several first-grade students gathered around and asked in a mouthful.

“What’s going on, what is abstention?”

The boy who was panting took a breath and went on to explain.

The listener asked with interest.

“Abstain? It’s too inferior, how to say it is more than the end. ”

And at this time, the next squash field.

The contestant who abstained was sitting in his lounge and doubting life.

Several team members next to him persuaded one after another.

“Matsutaro, it’s only been two rounds, it’s too early to say that you abstained.”

The one named “Matsutaro” looked up at Akaji next door, and his heart palpitated.

“Nope… I won’t fight anything … That guy is terrible! ”

After speaking, he held his head, looking frightened.

Seijuro Akaji sat on the side indifferently, his eyes indifferent.

At this level, I really don’t know how they rose from the regional competition.

Ryota Huangse gloated with a smile.

“Haha, tennis is really more fun than basketball.”

Kuroko Tetsu also said with some sympathy.

“That person seems to be frightened, is it really okay?”

Ryota Huangse smiled more and more happily and patted Tetsuya Kuroko on the shoulder.

“It’s just tennis, what’s the problem.”

Besides, are there fewer players ruined by their “Age of Miracles”.

How many teenagers who love basketball have given up after playing ball games with Diguang.

Sports competition, sometimes is so cruel.

If you are not as good as others, you are either willing to be mediocre or quit early.

Outside the iron mesh, Shiba Saori held her face in one hand and smiled and admired.

“Diguang is really strong, so it’s not a problem to advance to the final.”

A tall boy in a white tracksuit next to him looked disdainful.

“Cut ~~ only two rounds to abstain, it’s really ugly.”

Shiba Saori glanced at the man’s pale eyes, and couldn’t help but beat a drum in his heart.

The boy in front of him is Yamabuki third-grade Yakuzu, who is very tall and does not give a very good impression.

Yakuzu took a sip and reprimanded.

“Look what, Obasan!”

Shiba Saori frowned angrily.

Are the current middle school students so rude, she is obviously so young.

Coach Yamabuki Junior High School looked at the team’s achievements with a smile, held his cheeks with his hands, and said to himself.

“It’s not bad, it seems that it will not be a problem to enter the whole country this year.”

Diguang played St. Rudolph in the second match, and there were still many people watching.

Guan Yue was sitting in front of him, and he had never been so nervous.

Although he also collected a lot of information, Diguang’s were all a group of monsters.

In particular, the combination of the two so-called “imitation wizards” has no way to crack at all.

Not to mention that their singles are likely to be nationally level.

Seijuro Akaji sat on the bench with an indifferent expression.

A school like St. Rudolph was not enough to get him to heart.

Ryota Huangse put his hand in front of him and looked around the arena, as if he was looking for someone.

“Strange, isn’t that coach of ours going to show up?”

Atsushi Shihara complained lazily.

“Ahhh~~ don’t you say I forgot, is there a coach~~”

Bang bang!

Yuta Fuji, known as the “left-handed killer”, fought against Shintaro Midorima, who was also left-handed.

Kangetsu fidgeted.

They lost both doubles, and if they lost another set, St. Rudolph would not qualify for the final.

Yuta’s serve was broken and the rhythm was disrupted.

Bang!

Midorima pursed his thin lips, looked at the opponent’s vacancy, and poured the ball in.

With a bang, the ball followed an arc over the net, causing a white cyclone.

The ball landed firmly on the ground, and Yuta Fuji wanted to intercept, but he didn’t have time to defend back.

“Diguang score, 4-3. Change the field.”

Outside the stadium, Fuji Shusuke smiled and encouraged Fuji Yuta in the field.

“Come on Yuta.”

Fuji Yuta “cut” and turned his face awkwardly.

This brother of his, I’m afraid, came to see him to joke.

When it was Midorima’s turn to serve, the aura he exuded increased.

The green cyclone rose like a hurricane, kicking up a cloud of dust.

“That is…!” Kuroko Tetsuya looked at Midorima’s changes in ama in ama in surprise.

Seijuro Akaji replied lightly.

“Shintaro’s Uyi – Hurricane.”

However, the completion of the first mysteries in such a short period of time was unexpected by Akaji.

As the green cyclone grows, the power in the center of the cyclone weakens.

The ball shines brightly and crosses the net at low altitude.