Net King: Walking into Tatehai University with Damocles on his head

Nioh's face darkened and he picked up his phone, "Didn't I ask him to swing the clap 3000 times and it's already over?"

This Kirihara is quite active in eating.

"Well, he swung it 5000 times!" Hasebe's eyes were lowered. After all the time he had been making a knife, this was the first time he had seen someone swing a tennis racket and leave an afterimage.

It really shocked Daozi!

This level is comparable to that of a sword~

After hearing the number 5000, Nioh put down his phone and withdrew the message sent to Liu. He calmly said as if nothing had happened, "I know! I'll be there right away."

"Yes!"

……

"Nioh-senpai, you have so many family members -" As soon as he sat down, Kirihara rushed towards him excitedly, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "They swing their swords so fast——"

Kirihara saw some knives last time, but never so many.

Tennis rackets and knives have completely different weights, and the speed of these people swinging knives can actually catch up with him.

Nioh finally understood why Kirihara ended his training so quickly and still managed to overfulfill his mission.

When someone competes, it will naturally arouse a competitive spirit...

"It's good that you two get along well!"

The white-haired young man thought to himself that he was indeed his favorite junior, and his strength could be compared with that of a sword.

Although it is definitely not as good as actual combat, this record is enough to shock many people...

As expected of them, they were the ones who made great achievements in the sea!

Kirihara was excited, but the Odachi were sad. They were outclassed by a human. It felt like swallowing a fly~

"Okay, don't be sad, you guys. You are not good at this and you haven't lost, so don't worry!"

Several huge figures squatted in the corner and planted mushrooms. It was difficult for Niou to lose sight of them.

Odachi is not good at speed to begin with, that's normal.

You have to calm down——

Of course... Niou said so, but...

The gap between humans and gods has been broken in this way. This feeling, this mood... is very complicated!

After a pleasant meal, a new challenge begins.

He wants to try to directly enter demonization without competing...

"Hmm~ um... um..."

The tennis racket held by Kirihara was held there for a long time, and the fart was almost coming out, but the devil's red eyes had not yet appeared.

"Niou-senpai..." He looked at his senior pitifully. "I can't get out of my demonic state..."

"...Pfft~" Even after all calculations, Niou did not expect this fate. He actually failed because he couldn't enter the demonic state!

"Huh~ I don't blame you, after all, this is not a competition!" Nioh picked up the tennis racket, "Then come on -"

Nioh waved his racket and said, "The tennis court won't be built until tomorrow. I'll just play with you for now!"

"Hey, Nioh-senpai is coming in person? That would be great! Can you use a phantom?" Kirihara licked his lips with excitement on his face. He had been looking forward to Nioh-senpai's phantom for a long time.

And Niou is super cunning, so he can only watch and not compete with him every time.

Kirihara has been itching for a long time.

"Okay -" Niou curled his lips, he was very easy to talk to.

"Great!"

……

Kirihara was happy, but the swordsmen around him were curious.

"What is a phantom? How come I have never heard of it from my lord?"

"I haven't heard of it either!"

"I've never heard of it, what's the big deal? Just take a look today -"

The little daggers were so excited that they had no idea how panicked the big knives were!

As a being who has been with the lord's sword for thousands of days and nights, he doesn't know when the lord has new tricks. This is really a shame and a great humiliation for the sword!

"We still care too little about our lord. From now on, we must have a knife following him every day!" Hasebe burst into tears.

The sharpshooters who used to look down upon his overly meticulous attitude stopped talking today.

Today’s press cut Hasebe expressed their feelings!

must--

Although the tennis court has not been built, the simple version is still very simple. Just find a flat piece of land and pull a net in the middle. If there is no net, a line will do...

A lesson from the elders to the younger ones. That's how the game begins.

It was also the first time for many swordsmen to see the sport of tennis face to face.

"This is my first time to see my master compete live!"

Many knives have only been seen in the videos sent back.

The bright yellow tennis ball shuttled between the two people's rackets. It was normal at first. Kirihara's racket swung, the tennis ball leaped and spun to attack, and Nioh responded calmly.

It quickly reached a 1-1 tie.

When it came to Nioh's serve again, the white-haired young man said with a smile, "Kirihara, you have to be careful next!"

"Be careful? Be careful about what!"

Kirihara was confused and confused, and then he was frightened by Nioh's sudden serve.

Fortunately, Nioh's ball speed was not very fast. He hurriedly took a step back, watched the ball fall to the ground, and waited for the rebound——

Surprisingly, it appeared!

When Qiu fell to the ground, he didn't bounce up according to the trajectory he had calculated in his mind. Instead, he turned 15 degrees to the left with a bang and ran away? ! ! !

There was also an instant acceleration in the middle, making people stand on the spot, blinking and blinking, at a loss!

"Senior, what's the name of your move? Do you have any skills?"

Kirihara asked.

His eyes were bright, and he felt that this move was so magical. He really didn't expect that the ball would suddenly fly past at this angle. If it happened suddenly during the game, he would definitely score points——

This is a perfect sneak attack!

"No name - look at the ground!"

Nioh replied.

"Look at the ground clearly?~" Kirihara looked at the ground honestly. Why was he asked to look at the ground? It's so dark that you can't tell anything about it!

Oh~ Could it be that it’s just because of the blackness that it’s named like this to mislead people!

It’s no wonder that Nioh-senpai’s mind is jumping.

But it's okay, what he lacks most is patience and the desire to challenge. Isn't it just a mere person who can see the ground clearly? When he tries it again, he has nailed this move!

"Senior - if you come again, I will definitely be able to defeat you and see the ground clearly!"

Nioh: "..."

Pretty!

This kid always made him have all kinds of strange and pleasant thoughts for no reason.

I really dare to ask, think and answer~

Next…

"See the ground clearly——"

boom!

Fly upward at a 23-degree turn.

"Look at the ground!"

Snapped! Suddenly hit his calf? !

"Look at the ground!"

Bang - flew back directly? !

"See clearly, I can't see clearly..."

Kirihara was exhausted mentally and physically with these few balls. He failed to catch the situation with more than a dozen balls. The feeling of being one-sided in an instant was unpleasant, and there was a surge of anger in his heart for no reason.

"Senior, if you keep playing tricks on me like this, I'm going to be angry!" Kirihara muttered, looking at Nioh with watery eyes, "Can't you tell me the techniques?"