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

The existence of this young man can make U17 worry-free for the next three years, which means that he has already opened up a path for U17 now.

Let them achieve the best results ever, so——

It looks like punishment, but actually the hidden meaning is...

"He is still a child, can he understand so many hidden rules?" Coach Saito was speechless. Although he is a psychological coach, yes, but can a child of this level understand it?

What's more, the one who suffered the loss was U17.

Don't make yourself self-defeating and make people depressed. But no, in the end it was all in vain. U17 has no future.

"Look, that kid is much smarter than you!" Mifune rolled his eyes. Do you think everyone in the world is as stupid as these coaches?

The person who has the audacity to replace Byodoin Phoenix is ​​not a fuel-efficient person.

"Let's go, we don't have much time, we have to hurry up and solve this matter!"

If something happens, you must be brave enough to take responsibility——

You cannot avoid risks and you cannot easily blame anyone.

He happened to also want to see if this child was as capable of taking on such a big responsibility as they imagined!

The car drove into the distance, and on Nioh's side——

The atmosphere on the field became more and more anxious. No one expected that in the face of Reinhardt, who was full of firepower, Nioh not only showed no weakness, but even became more brave.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger. Nioh's side was fine, but Reinhardt's side was full of potholes and pitch black, as if something had hit it.

He himself seemed to have just come out of a fire. Although his whole body was not completely black, his clothes were covered in smoky ash.

Even the originally bright and handsome face was stained with a lot of dust. Like a kitten crawling out of a chimney -

Ok……

It looks quite gratifying.

6-5.

Nioh is still one game ahead. This is Reinhardt's last chance, but it is also Nioh's peak state.

Everyone can see that he is in the most incomparable high spirits at this moment——

Opposite Nioh, Reinhardt lowered his eyes in deep thought. The way he lowered his head made it difficult to see his expression clearly.

"Pfft~" He was so decadent in such a simple way. This was not the Reinhard he knew.

Could it be some conspiracy?

Nioh said tentatively, "Haha, Reinhardt, are you scared by me?"

He held up the racket in a provocative manner, "If that's the case, then I'm going to look down on you!"

Reinhard looked up, "To be honest, I was a little scared!!"

The blond man has deep eyes, and there are many emotions hidden in his beautiful eyes that are difficult to see clearly.

"Nioh-kun, maybe after this game, we can have a good chat..."

He said meaningfully, "Let's have a good chat about the past!"

Niou's brows jumped, he had already been so deliberate.

Sure enough, there is no fool in the world, everyone is smarter than the other, everyone is like this!

"How long have we been playing this game?" he asked suddenly.

Reinhardt was stunned for a moment, and then said, "It didn't take long, it must have been more than two hours, right?"

I am a tennis player, not a professional time keeper.

According to the length of international competitions, it is not long, but according to ordinary competitions, it is already——

"What, are you tired?" Reinhardt teased.

Then he gently rubbed his wrist where Nioh could not see it.

A two-hour game is not tiring, but a two-hour high-intensity game is not that simple.

Nioh is indeed a strong opponent!

Nioh didn't pay attention to his little actions, and time was really running out for him now.

And some problems may have been exposed, Reinhardt just didn't have time to verify them.

In that case——

No matter how much it is, just use its most comfortable state and unique skills to deal with it!

6-5.

Byodoin Phoenix Lord, I helped you before, now it’s your turn to help me and help me reverse this situation.

"Actually, the relationship between us is deeper, but you may not think of it-" He suddenly laughed and said something that sounded inexplicable.

"What do you mean-" Reinhard frowned, as if there was something in his words.

"Of course it's because - the time you've known me is still too short!"

Nioh smiled arrogantly, but everything has been exposed, and everyone will know it within a day. Secrets will no longer be secrets!

Then let him let this wonderful and decisive character take the lead!

The white-haired young man's smile was bright, lighting up the entire space like a scorching sun. He curled his lips under the witness of everyone.

The white light dispersed and retreated as people closed and opened their eyes.

The blond young man smiled arrogantly in the audience. If Niou's smile is like the sun at eight or nine in the morning, shining on the earth, but making people feel a trace of warmth.

This person is the sun at one or two o'clock after noon. He just stands there, exuding his own powerful magnetic field, which makes people want to look up, but at the same time, they are embarrassed by his light and look away.

"——Phoenix of Byodoin!"

The exclamations doubled.

Reinhardt's eyes darkened slightly as he looked at his former opponent, while Coach Kurobe in the stands was so dumbfounded that his tongue almost came out.

how can that be possible?

How could Nioh Masaharu, who was the third in the nation, know Byodoin Phoenix?

No, he had to ask——

However, the phone number of Byodoin Phoenix couldn't be reached for some reason today. He had to quickly run to the auditorium to find Nioh's teammates.

"It can't be true, but how did you do it!"

Reinhardt looked at him curiously. This was the first time he had seen Nioh like this.

No matter how you open or close your eyes and blink, you are still the same existence.

This is not a dream——

This is reality, but this reality is too absurd and ridiculous!

"Reinhardt, let the old grudges from a year ago be completely resolved today!"

Byodoin Phoenix smiled wildly, and with a wave of his hand, a large wave appeared out of thin air, opening up a vast territory for him behind him.

Coach Kurobe's jaw finally dropped.

This—isn’t it imitation anymore?

"..." He pinched himself.

Damn, he's not dreaming!

No, he must be dreaming!