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

Nioh felt that this place was a bit smoky and he had to go out for some air.

in the audience.

Niou felt the warm and intense gazes from afar.

Smiling and waving his hands with his swordsmen, Niou quietly made his way to the side of his teammates.

His status is different today, so it is safer to sit here.

A handsome man like a flower, his excellent performance is really amazing. Unfortunately, he met Eishiro Kite who is from Okinawa and has no mercy and even sneers at this state!

boom--

Without hesitation, the wind and sand were stirred up, blowing this delicate flower upside down.

"Are you trying to arouse my pity for you with your cowardly expression?" Mudu snorted coldly, "I'm sorry, the warriors of Okinawa are never afraid of any challenge——"

"--big Bang!"

A bomb-like blow hit Turley's racket so hard that the fragile net string couldn't bear it, and it exploded with a bang. The whole person was also brought to the ground behind him with the powerful force.

"Hiss!" His wrist was bruised and his racket had a hole in it. He faced the most terrifying ending right after the start.

"Terry!" Tom ran over anxiously to check on his brother's injuries, "You..."

When he saw the bloody arm clearly, he turned back and glared at the wooden hand opposite, "You——"

"Why, no one plays violent tennis in America?" The lenses in front of Mu Shou's eyes glowed with white light, covering his eyes. He said coldly, "If that's the case, the games you have experienced are too shallow. ——”

"you……"

The medical team came in and gave him a simple bandage, then asked the special case if he wanted to continue playing.

Tom subconsciously wanted to give up, but was met by a clever look under the cold gaze behind him.

Richard grabbed the microphone of the person announcing the game next to him and spoke from a distance, "Tennis is a positive and effective sport, and grand performances will always be accompanied by scars. This is normal... Of course we will not give up easily. !”

Tom: "Coach..."

"Tom, I think your aunts don't want you to give up either!"

Tom's expression froze instantly: "..."

He paused and said, "Yes, we can persevere!"

Shiraishi noticed this scene, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Kite-kun, wait a minute, I want to test their true and false status!"

The two of them are both from the Kansai direction. Although they are not familiar with each other, they are still better than the Kanto ones.

This is a game for two people.

During the period from the waiting room to entering the venue, Shiraishi, who was cautious enough, formulated a simple doubles plan...

As the bible of Kansai, he does not allow himself to play an imperfect doubles match. He had understanding and expectations about Mushou.

The two had already made clear each other's responsibilities from the beginning.

now--

"Hmph, I'm here to win. If your plans and tests affect the score of the game, I won't show mercy to you!"

Kite Eishiro is a person who doesn't look at anyone's face. Not even his coach dared to say anything on his field...

All useless things must be discarded. He is here just to win the game!

Win it all!

"I know-" Shiraishi nodded.

Niou, who was very energetic, twitched his ears and had a different view on Mu Thou.

"That person is quite interesting. He is quite similar to our Tachibana style!"

Although the strength is not comparable, it is true——

Finally someone with a right mind!

Compared with the previous Kikumaru Eiji, Nioh was very pleased.

In the competition field, as long as there is a person who shows no mercy, the whole game will go smoothly.

Although America's two brothers are also good, their performances are too strong, and they are no match for Shiraishi, who is a Bible, and Mudou, who is not soft at all.

Although they went through some twists and turns, they finally won 7-6.

Nioh looked at Shiraishi's head that was not even sweating and the bandage on his arm and smiled without saying anything.

Unexpectedly, these two people were quite measured and gave them enough face!

Since then, the Neon Youth Selection Team has won two games, and each game will determine the final victory of this friendly match.

This is the home stadium of Neon, and most of the audience are of course Neon people. People were overjoyed that their team's results were so good, and there were lively discussions on the spot.

The game continues in pursuit of victory, and the third game is about to begin.

Nioh glanced at the excited swordsmen not far away and decided to say hello, so——

"Save a seat for me, I'm going to use the toilet!"

"it is good……"

They were so excited that they laughed out loud, but the corners of Richard Bega's mouth could not suppress the anger.

"Trash, all of them are trash!"

Richard looked at the two brothers in front of him angrily, pointed at their noses and cursed, "I thought you two were of some use, but I didn't expect one to be more useless than the other -"

He can't even beat a neon high school student!

"Coach, they are really amazing!" Tom wanted to explain but Richard couldn't hear anything now.

After looking around to confirm that no one noticed the situation on his side, he kicked Tom on the waist as if to vent his anger.

"You'd better kneel down and hope that we can win the remaining three games today, otherwise let's see how I deal with you when I go back -"

He has a big patron behind him, so he must not lose this game again.

Niou promised that he didn't have such eyes on purpose.

Who would have thought that he just needs to go to the toilet...

Um--

I saw such a terrifying scene!

"Crack——" came a shallow voice, he frowned and turned back, "Mutsu Mamoru, you are too loud..."

"My lord, I'm sorry, the quality of this machine is not very good!"

Mutsu Moriyuki scratched his head and smiled sheepishly. It is a sword that only existed in modern times. It has experienced the impact of various new things, and he especially likes guns and new cameras.

But I still prefer the aesthetics of the past. Today, in order to take a picture of the hero's heroic figure when I went out, I took out his treasured antique camera.

I just never expected that the quality of this camera, which is more than a year old, is not very good and the sound is so loud!

"However, he probably didn't hear it!" Mutsu Moriyuki assured.

"That man's eyes are all on those people now, and he can't see us..."

"Let's go, don't cause trouble!" Niou said slightly coldly, not preparing to stand up for them.

He has long understood the meaning of "Don't interfere with the fate of others" while performing various tasks in the government of the time.

These words may be empty words to others, but to the judges and swordsmen of the Government of Time, they are a gap that can never be crossed.

Only by alerting ourselves and respecting history can everyone and every piece of history shine with its unique brilliance——

The present is bleak, but as long as we survive this suffering, the future will be bright one day!

Whether it's them in the past or the two who are suffering now!

It's time for him to go back!

but--

"Mutsu Mamoru, send me the photos later!"

"Lord, I thought you knew how to do it, but you wouldn't care about this!" Mutsu Moriyuki obediently handed over the camera.

"I said I don't care now, but I didn't say I don't care after the race is over!"

The game is over, the tragic fate is about to end, and that's the time for revenge!

Coaches who treat players as pets will eventually be punished by themselves——