I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

"I didn't expect that the junior high school student named Riji would be so powerful."

In the room on the second floor.

Saito, who observed the encounter between the Second Army and the First Army through surveillance cameras throughout the training base, couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah."

Kurobe knocked on the table and nodded: "It's understandable. After all, he is a Hyotei player."

ice King!

Saito and Takashi cheered up.

In U17, there has never been such a thing as a faction. Because these players are all elites selected from all over the country. Not to mention every school, even if it is divided into districts at the county level, it is difficult to find three people at the same time.

But it's different now.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

"Kid, you have quite a skill."

The person who came was none other than Liu, one of the three giants in Li Hai.

He went to Oni and Irie's room and asked them about the situation of Yijun. When he learned that the 17th ranked player on the staff of the First Army was his former senior, he made the decision to fight with him.

He raised his head and looked at the mushroom-headed boy who appeared not far away from the court with a faint smile.

"Taste my sonic bomb!"

"Brother Yajiudou."

Mitsugu smiled and said: "Then let me see how much your tennis data has improved so far."

As soon as he finished speaking, his special move was blocked by someone else.

Ok?

Hear the words.

This is his strongest trick, which uses the inertial impact caused by high-speed movement. At the moment of swinging the bat, it releases more than 1.5 times the power of the normal state.

"Humph!"

opposite.

Opposite me, a young man with short brown-gray hair and an obvious scar on his forehead smiled and said, "It's a pity that it's not good enough for high school students."

The tennis ball shot out like an arrow from the string.

The arrival of junior high school students broke this inherent impression. Among them, Ice King is the most prominent.

Tap! !

Another stadium.

Who made the junior high school students from this school really stand at the top position of U17?

He didn't expect that Liu would actually know his ranking and identity in the U17.

Swish!

Done.

The breeze blew gently.

Hear the words.

Especially after the special training in the back mountain, it was promoted to the national level.

no way.

Liu opened his eyes and looked at the opponent with fighting spirit: "As a staff officer of the First Army, you must have reached a higher level in terms of data tennis, right?"

call!

Inside the stadium.

Mitsugu looked at the other party in surprise.

In the picture, a young man with long flaxen hair and glasses walked into the stadium calmly.

"Look."

This ball is extremely fast.

"As expected of Renji."

The two looked up.

"Oh?"

The slightly cool feeling made the young man wearing glasses smile: "I miss you so much. When we first met, it seemed to be the same scene, right Renji!"

A figure moved quickly on the court, not much slower than Shitenhoji's Kenya Ninzu.

The boy with long burgundy hair and bangs covering one eye sneered. While moving at high speed, he approached the tennis ball, raised the racket and made a swinging motion.

Kamio didn't expect that.

At this time, Kurobe, who was holding his chin with one hand, seemed to have discovered something interesting and said with a smile: "Those two people seemed to have been in the same school."

yesterday evening.

The young man, Kamio of Fudomine, said coldly.

Bang!

however.

"What sonic bomb?"

Opposite me, Hakamada Izo, who had pierced ears and looked like a bad boy, smiled disdainfully: "It's just a little faster, kid, is this your ability?"

"hateful!"

Seeing this, Kamio's face darkened.

He came here this morning with Riji and others to intercept Hu Yijun's players. Kamio originally thought that no matter how strong his opponent was, he would never be that strong.

but.

The feeling given to him by the bad boy in front of him was a little too strong. The trick that he is good at, in the opponent's hands, can be blocked as easily as eating and drinking.

"no solution anymore."

Taking a deep breath, Kamio's aura changed.

hum!

A dark red aura filled the air.

A dangerous, beast-like aura was released. Hakamada, who was opposite him, subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

"Oh?"

He looked at the other party in surprise, as if he didn't expect that the other party actually hid other trump cards.

now.

Kamio's condition is undoubtedly very strong.

Ever since he and Fuka Ibu were defeated by Ishikawa on the street tennis court before the start of this junior high school student league, the two of them have known their shame and become brave, training hard to strengthen their strength.

In a blink of an eye.

More than half a year has passed.

Kamio's strength has also undergone earth-shaking changes compared to the beginning.

In front of his eyes, the aura of his beast seemed like substance.

Tap! !

Breath release.

Kamio suddenly accelerated his speed, and a series of afterimages instantly exploded behind him. At that astonishing speed, even Hakamada felt a little pressure.

"Super sonic bomb!!!"

Catch up on tennis.

Kamio made a decisive move and hit a very fast and powerful volley.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball shot out.

Wherever it passed, it was like a strong wind sweeping through and the speed of sound exploding, rolling up a powerful dust storm.

"Well."

After the ball was hit, Kamio squinted his eyes and looked at the opposite side, with a sharp luster flashing in his eyes: "It must be possible, this ball"

boom!

But the next moment.

Hakamada on the opposite side suddenly erupted, and a black shadow moved rapidly in the dust. Finally, it completely disappeared from Kamio's sight.

boom!

Sudden.

Tennis appeared without warning.

The terrifying power directly blew Kamio's entire body away.

"Kid."

Hakamada, who had used his ultimate move, turned his back to face the flying figure and said calmly: "You are proud of being able to force me to use this move."

Bang.

Subsequently.

Kamio fell from a high place.

But it was different from what Hakamada imagined, landing directly. Kamio, who flew backwards, was saved by a pair of solid and powerful arms.

"Senior Juju."

Kamio, who was seriously injured, raised his head in confusion. When I saw that familiar face, I was stunned for a moment and then showed a guilty expression: "Yes, I'm sorry for embarrassing you."

"It's ok."