Internet King: People are in Bingdi, and health care dominates the world

"Little one, do you really want to fight me?"

After watching Sanada and Akutsu leave, Echizen Ryuya smiled and spoke.

"Of course……"

Echizen Ryoma nodded heavily, "But before that, can you teach me how to hit that glowing ball?"

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In the stadium, the match between Kidote Marui and Kiten Marui continues...

However, Tono, whose condition has deteriorated more and more, has become more and more unable to support himself as time goes by.

Finally, after half an hour, the game came to an end.

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"The game is over, 2:0, the Second Army's representative team Kite Marui's combination won!"

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"No, it's impossible, how could I lose..."

On the court, Tono was lying on the ground, sweat covering his clothes.

His left knee had already been injured due to constant movement, and the old injury had recurred.

But it was still hard for him to accept.

It was obvious that he had paid so much for his position in the First Army, yet he was defeated so easily by two junior high school students.

"Nothing is impossible. If your injury cannot fully recover, you are not qualified to return to the competition..."

As Kimijima Ikuto spoke, he took off No. 7 and Tono's No. 8 without mercy, and threw them to the two of them...

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"It's too bad. The whole army of No. 7~No. 10 was wiped out. In addition, the army under the palace, so many of them were occupied by junior high school students..."

Daqu Ryuji spoke with some regret.

"Then now...it's up to me."

Seeing that Daqu Ryuji had no intention of standing up, Gui glanced at the direction of the Second Army representative team and walked to the stadium.

"It's Senior Ghost!"

"Finally we have to face Jujiro. This time there will be something good to see."

"Are the ghosts going to take these people they brought back to hell again?"

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The high school students were talking a lot, with curious expressions on their faces.

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"The game continues. The next person to play is Oni Jujiro from the U17 representative team. The second army representative team will continue to challenge..."

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"Which one of you is going up?"

Kirihara glanced at the remaining people and spoke slowly.

"The ghost's strength should be very strong. I don't know how far we are from him..."

Dashi touched his chin, a little unsure.

"Leave it to Xiao Jin! Uncle Ghost's first army seat is now my prey!"

Everyone talked for a while, and then Xiao Jin jumped onto the court with excitement on his face.

"Kintaro..."

"Be careful!"

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"The game begins, U17 representative team Oni Jujiro vs. Second Army representative team Toyama Kintaro... Best of three sets, with Toyama Kintaro serving..."

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"Then I'll fuck you, Uncle Ghost!"

Xiaojin threw the tennis ball, then jumped into the air and swung the racket quickly!

"Super megaton fantasy luxury volcanic eruption ball!"

Boom!

The tennis ball rushed towards the ghost with great force.

"Boy, you don't have to use all your strength, but you can't defeat me!"

The ghost waved his hand casually, and then the tennis ball was hit back straight...

"Uncle Ghost, why are you still spinning around in circles! Take another move from me!"

Whoosh!

Xiaojin's racket bounced slightly, and then a super short ball landed in front of the ghost...

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"15-0, Toyama Kintaro scores!"

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"Xiao...Xiao Jin..."

"He actually made a fake move and let the ball go short..."

"Incredible..."

Everyone in Tiantianbao Temple looked at Xiaojin and couldn't help but laugh.

Anyone who is familiar with Xiao Jin knows that Kintaro rarely plays this kind of short ball.

His playing style is straight forward, relying on special brute force to charge hard...

Unexpectedly, there were some changes this time.

"This guy Xiaojin has managed to hide it from Senior Ghost..." Miyashita Rin said with a smile.

Given Gui's stereotype of Xiao Jin, he might not have paid attention to this short ball.

But then... I'm afraid the game will really begin.

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Bang!

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Bang!

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Bang!

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The two sides went back and forth and fought several times, and they seemed to be somewhat evenly matched.

He looked at Xiao Jin with a complicated look, swung his racket, and said with a bit of surprise: "Strength, speed, technique... I didn't expect you to become so strong in just a few days..."

"Of course, take another move from me, the super million-ton windmill Shanlan!"

Xiaojin laughed and kept hitting the racket!

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"Game, 1-0, Toyama Kintaro..."

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Bang!

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"Game, 2-0...Yuanshan..."

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Bang!

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"Game, 3-0..."

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"Very well, keep up with my pace!"

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Bang!

The racket in the ghost's hand swung quickly, and then seemed to turn into an afterimage, hitting the tennis balls one by one.

The next moment, the tennis ball flying towards Xiao Jin suddenly changed from one to five, flying in five different directions!

"Here he is, the ghost hit five balls!"

"No, it's not five balls. It looks like five balls, but it's just one ball! It's an afterimage!"

"Xiao Jin called back!"

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Bang!

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Bang!

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The rackets of Gui and Xiaojin kept alternating, and gradually the tennis ball changed from five balls to six balls.

Followed by seven goals!

"Have you reached your limit? Then embrace ten balls!"

Seeing Xiao Jin becoming more and more unstoppable, Gui's racket hit quickly!

Then the tennis ball suddenly turned into ten afterimages and flew towards Xiao Jin!

"what?"

Xiao Jin's eyes widened and he seemed to be stunned for a moment.

"Run quickly, Xiao Jin!"

"Kintaro, get out of the way!"

Outside the court, Taocheng and others couldn't help shouting in surprise.

"It seems that the devil wants to send this junior high school student back to hell with his own hands..." Daqu Ryuji said.

"uncertain……"

Irie looked serious and looked at Xiaojin closely.

He could feel that Xiao Jin's true potential seemed to be rapidly aroused under the pressure of these ten goals!

"Ah - go back!"

Xiao Jin swung his sweaty racquet and hit the tennis ball quickly, his body turning into an afterimage.

One goal, two goals, three goals...

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Jin hit the eighth tennis ball!

"Will it succeed?"

Everyone watched all this nervously and held their breath.

"Ninth ball!"

Bang!

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"The tenth ball!"

"I must become Neon's number one tennis player!"

Bang!

The tennis ball instantly hit the ghost's racket, then passed through the racket and flew directly out!

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"15-0, Toyama Kintaro..."

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"Not bad, boy, congratulations, you've achieved success!"

The ghost spoke with an admiring look on his face.

"I finally keep up with you, Uncle Ghost!" Xiaojin laughed with a smile on his face.

"Then keep going..."

The ghost looked at Xiao Jin and gently closed his eyes.

That sentence 'to become the number one tennis player in neon', I have to say, also made him fall into some memories.

Once upon a time, he also had this goal when fishing in Okayama.

Until I entered the training camp and met Phoenix...