Net King's system makes me invincible

"Two talents barely hit the ball back, it's too bad!"

The performance of the high school students disappointed Horio, so he decided not to spend any more.

The condensed purple in the left hand is injected into the racket, and then the purple suddenly expands.

Horio chose to play gravity to end the game, not the kind that compresses the air to accelerate the ball.

It's Keith's gravitational pull of hitting the ball skyward and releasing the pressure.

I saw a cyclone centered on the purple-wrapped racket.

The dust on the ground was also blown up by the strong cyclone and flew towards the racket.

When the tennis ball came to the strike zone, Horio swung the racket.

The tennis ball flew towards the high school students halfway until it landed on the heads of the high school students, and the pressure in the purple air mass was released suddenly.

The high school students couldn't resist this pressure, and in an instant, all the high school students fell to the ground.

Then a counteractive suction is created, and the high school students are pulled skyward again.

"This...what the hell is this!?"

"It's too scary... I can't afford to resist..."

"That junior high school student is really strong... so strong that all of us together are no match for him."

Gravity is only aimed at the high school students on the field, and the high school students off the field see what happened on the field as if they were there.

"Has this brat learned a new move? That's...Qi."

Mifune, who had been watching with cold eyes, also changed his eyes after seeing gravity.

On the court, high school students fell to the ground when gravity disappeared.

"Damn it... there's not even a chance to fight back..."

Zuo Zuobu, who fell on the ground, clenched his fist unwillingly, but his exhausted body could no longer make him stand up.

"Do you still want to go back and find revenge on junior high school students based on your level, which is not even half-baked? Don't be foolish.

Now it's not that you think I'm not worthy of managing you, but that I despise you. "

Looking at these unwilling and helpless high school students, Horio gave them the final spiritual blow.

"Wait a moment!"

Just when Horio finished speaking and turned around to leave, Sasabe's voice came again.

"Is there any nonsense to say, waste, I don't have time to waste on you."

"Please be our coach!"

Although Horio's words were still ugly, Sasaki no longer had the arrogance he had at the beginning.

"Now you want me to teach you, why?"

Horio looked up at the high school students, the disdain in his eyes pierced into their hearts like a thorn.

"It's all about us! As long as the coach asks us to do it, we will never have any complaints!"

"That's right!"

"Please be our coach!"

Seeing the death-like expressions on the faces of the high school students, Horio turned around at this moment.

"Remember what you said, from now on, use the special racket to swing three hundred times, and finish it within two hours. If you don't finish it, you will be hungry at night."

There was no time for the high school students to rest, Horio immediately arranged swing practice for them.

When they heard Horio's arrangement, the originally determined high school students changed their expressions.

But this time they didn't resist. After hesitating for a few seconds, they all picked up the special rackets and started swing training consciously.

"That's the fruit of your trip to Wimbledon."

"It's not bad, if you use it during a game, it will have a surprising effect."

"You have other uses."

Mifune received Horio's affirmative answer, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he asked something meaningful.

And Horio didn't answer after hearing it, just smiled.

……

On the other side, the bus has already sent the middle school students of the loser group to an open space.

"What the hell are we going to do by putting us down in a place like this?"

"What the hell is this place?"

The junior high school students were very cautious when they saw nothing but trees around them.

"You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

At this time, Saito's voice came from not far away, and everyone followed the voice and walked over.

"Coach Saito, and Toyama, why are you here?"

Seeing Saito and Kintaro, everyone was very puzzled.

Several people from Sitianbao Temple who were eliminated also blamed Kintaro after seeing it.

"Okay everyone, next is my real job."

"What exactly is going on."

"What the hell is this place?"

"Aren't we eliminated?"

The junior high school students who lost the game and were eliminated are now emotionally unstable, especially seeing the instigator Saito again.

"It is indeed eliminated, but, if you don't want to be too far behind those who won, how about climbing the mountain?"

For the angry middle school students, Saito is still gentle.

After that, he pointed to a hill not far away.

"Mountain climbing? Is there a chance of resurrection if you climb that mountain?"

"Well...it depends on your own performance."

"What are you talking about! Don't be so vague, but explain it clearly!"

Saito's lack of a definite answer aroused the dissatisfaction of the junior high school students. At this time, Kintaro, who was standing beside Saito, walked towards the hill by himself with a tennis bag on his back.

"I'm leaving first, everyone, bye."

After Kintaro left, someone took the lead, and other junior high school students followed Kintaro's pace.

"What's on that mountain?"

"Compared to those who stayed after winning, you lost because you were too weak."

"We all know this, and it can't be regarded as an answer at all."

After everyone in the loser group headed towards the hill, only Sanada remained in place.

Staring at Saito, Sanada knew that it must not be easy.

And Saito's answer was still unclear, which made Sanada a little irritable.

"Those who stayed, have now started training according to special procedures, and the gap between you will only become wider and wider.

Whether you want to minimize the gap between these is up to you. "

This time Saito had already made his words very clear, and Sanada no longer hesitated, and took steps in the direction where everyone left.

"Wish you guys good luck."

Saito turned his head to look at the hill in the distance, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a prayer.

It was dusk at this time, and the middle school students were climbing a steep wall under the setting sun.

From the crowd to the hill, there are all kinds of difficulties in the middle.

This journey is not only a test of their willpower, but also a test of whether they are determined to take revenge.

In order to ensure their safety, when they set foot on the road to the hill, the U-17 staff kept an eye on their situation.

At this time, on the hill, a group of high school students were about to collapse.

Every time the rackets in their hands are swung, their spirits are tempered a little.