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

"Hey, what are your people doing?"

The phone was very honest and moved to the appropriate place and started making phone calls to inquire.

I was also very surprised when I received a call from someone just now. Oh, I thought that since we were going to be rivals, we would never have anything to do with each other again. But I didn’t expect that the call came so conveniently. What’s going on?

"What's wrong? What do you want to ask?"

Niou asked with a grin.

Of course, Ren Wang knew who the guy on the other side was. However, he didn't think the current situation had anything to do with this guy calling him!

"What are you saying I'm going to do? Tell me quickly, what are they planning?"

QP. rolled his eyes. This guy was just playing tricks on him!

"Pfft, I can't tell you anything right now. We are rivals now..."

No matter how good a relationship you have on a daily basis, you can't say it when it's not necessary.

The King of Inner Mongolia was very sensible.

"Humph, you know I can't do anything!" He would never go to a formal killer competition. Although as the team's computer, he has the ability and the right to do so, but -

It's just an exhibition match, it's not worth it for him!

Ren Wang naturally believed him.

"Haha, to be precise, there is only one of them, the other one is just a supplement!" Ren Wang chuckled, "Come to think of it, how come I didn't know when you became such a caring person, and you were so considerate to call and ask about your teammates, I'm amazed——"

Ren Wang didn't think there was anything wrong with QP asking these questions. He told QP that he just wanted to ask questions and didn't have any other intentions or cheating thoughts.

He was just curious about——

To people from other countries, QP has always been a cold machine.

He doesn't care about a lot of things!

This man was as cold as a machine. If it weren't for an accident, the two of them would have played tennis for a while.

Then, unexpectedly—

Even though he gained some recognition from the other party with his tennis skills, he would never be able to truly enter the other party's heart.

The two of them ended up becoming friends for some unknown reason, but they couldn't even take this last step -

Of course, his final step, these few words do not have any extra ambiguity.

"Okay, stop reminiscing about the past. I just want to know what I want to know—"

QP's cold words interrupted Ren Wang's memories. Ren Wang was very used to hearing him speak like this all the time, and he didn't think there was anything wrong.

But the Byodoin Phoenix, who was listening to the King talking on the phone, felt unhappy. Who was talking to his King like that?

If you can't learn to respect others, then shut up and start over again -

"Haha, don't you want to know? But I can't tell you now. After all, you are on the other side. If I tell you, what if you tell your teammates?"

He repeated what he had just said.

"Didn't I just tell you some basic common sense? It's enough for you to know these!" Ren Wang is not a fool, how could he say such a thing?

As a captain, you still have to be on guard!

Even if the person asking is a QP, it won’t work.

"..." He understood the truth, but why were these words so cold? Even colder than his face. He had explained so much!

"Forget it, if you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. When this game is over, you will tell me—"

The silver-haired man hung up the phone. He was not angry about the ending that Niou had concealed.

Because this is normal—

After all, Niou’s identity is different now, he is already a captain.

However, this action still attracted a look from the companion next to him, "What's wrong?"

"It's just that something happened just now that got me into trouble!"

He shook his head.

There is no need to tell others about this kind of thing. He knows Niou Masaharu on the opposite side. He should talk less and do more about some things to avoid being framed with all kinds of excuses, which would be bad.

"Ok!"

Borg did not doubt it too much and turned his head to continue watching the game. The situation in the field now looks relatively optimistic. After all, the people in their country are still very brave and positive. But in fact, Borg knows in his heart that if the person behind him moves a little, the scene may change!

This tiny country called Neon possesses extraordinary strength and willpower!

It's really possible to turn the tide at the critical moment and give him another boost!

But the good news is that they still have the home advantage in the first game, and winning will give them a certain degree of security. Even if they accidentally lose the second game, it doesn't matter. Just take it as a lesson for these people. Yes, in the future, when they are training over there, aren't they also training here?

There are leeks every year, but there are especially many this year!

In this country, when they are being treated like leeks to be harvested, they also treat them with the same mentality.

and so--

"Record this game carefully. If there are any problems, go back and have them correct them in time!"

"understood!"

QP nodded.

In the center of the field, Yukimura was finally ready, and the mental strength needed to destroy the five senses was ready.

"Tokugawa-kun, I'm ready—"

Following a gentle call from the young man behind him, Tokugawa Kazuya stopped resisting and turned sideways, allowing the tennis ball to fly towards the person behind him.

The personnel were finally switched, and his body and mind got a certain amount of rest. Yukimura Seiichi was a tough and well-rounded person. He might not have any other experience or worldly skills, but he had a strong heart and very basic and solid basic skills!

No one has a more solid foundation than him!

Every swing is like a standard textbook, both standard and fascinating.

He was as steadfast as a warrior who was born to play the racket, swinging the racket without any mistakes.

"Damn it, why didn't his movements change from beginning to end?"

After a few moves back and forth, Severide on the opposite side gritted his teeth and said viciously that it was not that he could not win, but the robot-like movements reminded him of the person in their team, and he couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

"His movements are very standard, too standard!"

Michael also frowned.

"I don't know if he cultivated this on purpose, or what—"

"Be careful of this kind of person. Since he can join this team, it means he is very powerful!"

Who says the basics are not strong? The basics of any tennis ball are the most basic. Those who can hit the ball and maximize its swing are also very powerful.

But Michael was also confused. Normally, no matter how powerful this person was, he would stop at his own country. Why was he recommended to other countries? This person must have other skills.

There are skills that they don’t know about, so you must be on guard and be careful!

And his prediction was correct. After an unknown number of hits, the young man, who was originally lively and active, suddenly stopped playing and his racket fell to the ground.

No signs, no reminders!

This action of dropping the racket appeared so suddenly and abruptly in front of everyone——