Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 28 Look up.
"Yeah, so what?" Akutsu smirked and swung the racket, and then pumped the ball towards Jindailan again.

This time, his target is the face.

Attacking the opponent's body is his usual move.

In his opinion, these guys with no motor nerves can't even do basic dodgeball.

It is better to abolish such a weak person.

From the beginning to the present, Shendailan suppressed himself to fight, and the arrogance he showed continued to hurt Akutsu's self-esteem.

He couldn't wait to destroy God's Generation Blue.

"Oh~~" Unexpectedly, Akutsu didn't see any expression of fear on Jindai Lan's face.

Instead, I saw a hint of banter.

"So you want to play violent tennis with me. It's really interesting." Shendailan, who had a gentle temperament in his eyes, seemed to suddenly have a strange aura all over his body.

"Crack." With the trampling of footsteps, the breeze blew.

It was originally warm weather, but Akutsu's body shivered unconsciously.

He was shocked to find that his arms were covered with goosebumps.

Is it fear?
Am I afraid of this man?
A humiliating thought came to Akutsu's heart.

Immediately, he grabbed the tennis ball tightly, his eyes widened, full of viciousness.

"Look up, Wabisuke."

Following a brief explanation, Akutsu saw an extremely slow tennis ball flying towards him.

This kind of weak tennis can fight back at will even in elementary schools.

For some reason, Yajiujin breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smirk, "Hahaha, what did I think it was? Are you afraid?"

Confidently step forward and swing the racket suddenly.

He seemed to have seen Shendai Lan wailing on the field.

"Crunch." However, at the moment when the ball touched the tennis ball, an unbearable distance came, the racket dropped, and the tennis ball hit Akutsu's abdomen.

"Huh." Ajiujin lost his balance and fell to the ground.

He looked at the tennis ball rolling out of the court in disbelief, and the tingling pain from his abdomen inspired him to go crazy.

"You, looking for death!" Ya Jiujin stood up holding his abdomen, picked up the racket, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes.

"Dead? You will only use your appearance to cover up your weakness. Today I will tear off your disguise and serve it." The original gentle expression of Shendai Lan was gone, replaced by Senhan's coldness.

Such a drastic change in temperament made Akutsu instinctively feel bad.

It's just that the inner self-esteem is stronger than the fear.

"Go to hell!" He slammed the ball out.

Shendailan stood where he was, swinging his racket seemingly casually.

This time, the ball flew towards Akutsu lightly.

The speed is much faster than before, just like an ordinary counterattack, but with the lessons learned from the past, Yakujin dare not be careless.

"Crunch." Sure enough, his wrist was numb the moment the racket touched the ball.

The tennis racket flew out, and the tennis ball brushed Akutsu's face as if it had lost its gravity.

"Tick tock." The liquid slid down from his head, and Yajiujin suddenly realized that there was a scar on his right face, and blood oozed from it.

"Pick up your racket." Kodairan's calm voice sounded, Akutsu raised his head, and saw Kodailan with an expressionless face and terrifyingly calm eyes.

Echizen Ryoma, who had just finished a day of training, was walking on the street.

Just now, he and Taocheng separated.

Originally, the two decided to go eat a hamburger together, but Taocheng temporarily separated from Echizen after receiving a phone call from home.

During these days, Echizen Ryoma has been integrated into Seigaku and has become a group favorite.

He is quite satisfied with Qingxue's life, the seniors are very friendly, and he can learn a lot.

I thought that after winning the All-American Junior League, I would be able to kill indiscriminately when I returned to Nihong, but I didn't expect that there were many powerful opponents everywhere.

This gave Ryoma a stronger desire to win.

He wants to conquer the world of Neon Kingdom and let everyone see his own strength.

Now he is looking forward to the actual combat.

"The regional competition is about to start, I hope there will be some interesting guys." He lowered his hat and muttered to himself.

"Bang, bang."

Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of beating, mixed with painful groans.

"It seems very fun, is it a game?" Echizen Ryoma walked towards the place where the sound came from, carrying a tennis bag on his back.

If the other party is more interesting, he doesn't mind having a game with the other party.

However, there are very few guys with good strength on this kind of street tennis court, and they are basically amateur players.

Echizen Ryoma soon came to the street tennis court and saw the whole picture of the tennis court.

Scattered crowds stood around, and in the middle of the field, a handsome man in white was holding a tennis racket. In the other half, a fierce white-haired man was half-kneeling on the ground with blood dripping from his face .

The rather bloody scene left Echizen Ryoma momentarily at a loss.

Born and loved by thousands of people, he never thought that he could bleed while playing tennis.

"It's terrible, that Yajiujin was beaten like this."

"He is a well-known gangster of this generation. He is very strong in any sport, and he especially likes to hurt others. I didn't expect him to overturn this time."

"His opponent is terrifying. What kind of skill is that? Akutsu can't catch it at all."

"It's 3-0 now, and Akutsu is about to lose."

From the words of bystanders, Echizen Ryoma captured some basic information.

"Is it an amateur game?" Echizen Ryoma became interested.

Bleeding while playing tennis, probably due to wrong posture and fall.

However, the reaction of these audiences seems to be able to see that the level of these two people is good.

Echizen Ryoma decided to stay on the tennis court and watch the match for a while.

The right to serve now came to Shendailan's side.

The two fought again.

Jindai Lan's serve is soft, like an eighty-year-old's hit.

"So weak." Echizen Ryoma couldn't help shaking his head, and turned to leave.

At the moment of turning around, the racket was dropped and the sound of exclamation from the sidelines sounded at the same time.

Echizen Ryoma turned around, but saw Akutsu kneeling on the ground in pain.

He was suddenly a little dazed.

Is there anyone who can't catch that kind of granny serve?
"What a weird serve."

"What kind of skill is this?"

The audience reaction was even more bewildering.

"It seems that it is not as weak as I thought."

Echizen Ryoma simply put down his tennis bag and began to observe seriously.

"Can you still stand?"

"Strength that doesn't match willpower is really a waste." Shendailan threw the tennis ball and buckled his arm hard.

"Whew." The tennis ball seemed to lose its gravity, and it turned into a flash of light and hit the ground in front of Akutsu, and bounced off his abdomen.

"Pfft." Akujin stared wide-eyed, his body was sent flying a meter away by the tennis ball, and saliva spewed from his mouth.

"What kind of skill is this!" Echizen Ryoma's eyes shook as he watched the match, and he didn't even notice that the tennis bag in his hand fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)