[Net King] Wang Lihai

For Akaya Kirihara, standing on both sides of the court with the minister like this is something that he has been looking forward to for a long time.

Although they have a seven-ball game with the minister every day, it stands to reason that they should be familiar with things that they can no longer be familiar with.But after practice every day, Kirihara is looking forward to the next day's competition.Although most of the time it was more like the minister's unilateral killing, but such a serious practice game, not to mention him, even the vice minister and senior Renwang, probably expected it in their hearts.

His wish is very small, but when the department works every day, the minister will carry the racket and play a guidance game with them.

Then, one day, he could win over the Minister.And then... Kirihara's knuckles clenched the tennis ball, his expression was completely different from when he used his knuckles to serve the ball in the past, it was more like performing a ceremony.

"Is it an irregular serve right from the start?" Tachibana outside the field is still very impressed with this shot... After all, he has played with Kirihara before, so he was a little surprised. So, would Kirihara also use such moves to his teammates?

"What are you kidding?" Sanada, who heard Tachibana's surprised words not far away, folded his arms and turned his head with sharp eyes. "For Kamiyukimura, if Akaya doesn't serve irregularly..."

"Then it will definitely die worse~" Marui patted the snack bag in his hand lightly, his tone was so relaxed that it was not the junior he had been doting on, but just an irrelevant player.

"If you're not strong enough, it's useless to stay." Liu Sheng pushed his eyes and said this sentence seemingly unintentionally.

Kamio looked at the people in Lihai who were standing not far away with a look of surprise. He had just sent away his long-time friend Yiwu, and he felt so painful in his heart. He suddenly heard Lihai's speech again... His expression was a little indifferent , it really is the cold-blooded and arrogant king Li Haida.

Are their hearts made of stone?Will it hurt? !

On the court, Kirihara served the ball with his knuckles very fast. After bouncing off the ground, he headed towards Yukimura's left foot. Yukimura's reaction was also quick, he took a few steps back and swung the racket backhand...

Kirihara had clearly foreseen Yukimura's reaction, he stepped forward to surf the net, jumped lightly, and buckled hard...

The speed of this smash was extremely fast, so fast that people's eyes were a little stinging because of the gold that quickly slid by. Echiqian looked at him with hot eyes. If it was him, it should be at this time...

"It will be caught..." Chi also retreated quickly. The speed of this ball is not a problem for the minister at all, it needs to be faster...just a little faster...

Yukimura had already judged where the ball would fall, and the moment he swung the racket, he smiled from the corner of his eyes, "Akaya... relax..."

Chiye recalled countless times in the court, "Chiye, you need to practice your backhand!" "Chiye, your foot is unstable, which is very disadvantageous against powerful opponents! "Chi Ye, relax your elbows, your movements are not smooth!"... Countless voices slipped through Chi Ye's mind at that moment, this kind of sparring is too familiar, he has practiced it thousands of times , no different from when he was in school, Kirihara's last trace of nervousness was completely annihilated in the sparring with Yukimura...

The familiar white light radiates from Chiye, the power of selflessness wanders on Chiye's body, the green pupils of Chiye Lake are a little bright, everything around has been completely abandoned, and only this stadium is left in the whole world. And Yukimura across the court.

Playing is his instinct.

He is not someone like Senior Liu who is good at calculating and working with data. Every swing of his racket, every ball he hits, the angle, speed, and strength are all standardized as if they have been accurately measured... This is from the Countless days and nights of training, and countless exercises and tests with various seniors.

Tried and tested...

It’s not that he never collapsed. He used to be the devil of the Kanagawa Elementary School. With the improvement of tennis skills and the success of kicking the court again and again, Kirihara always felt that there was no self in the world, but after entering Lihai, he was accompanied by failure. Failure, failure...why is there a demonic birth?Because he doesn't want to lose!It's sad because you care too much.Because you keep losing, it hurts to the point of collapse.

"I lost the game, so sad..."

"But Chi Ye..." The temperature of Senior Liu's palm has always been fresh in his memory, "It won't be a sad thing to keep losing in Lihai..."

"Liar!" Whoever loses is not sad.

"Although you keep losing here, you will always win outside..." Senior Liu's voice has always been too gentle, "That's because you are getting stronger."

Become stronger... the most fearful thing is not that you keep losing, but that you will always stay where you are, instead of trying to climb dangerous peaks.

Liu's hand, which had been recording all the time, suddenly stopped. He looked at the two people on the court in front of him, his expression was so tender that it hurt Guan Yueya, who was also collecting data, and a feeling of emotion was constantly surging in his heart.He knew something was different.

Chi also...

The trajectories in Yukimura's eyes and the trajectories played by Kirihara finally merged together. At this moment, he didn't want to delve into the reason for the sudden prediction. However, Yukimura is very happy now, and the tennis Akaya is playing now... …very beautiful……

So beautiful that he would feel sorry if he didn't beat him hard. Chi Ye's seriousness.

Yukimura swung his racket, the speed of the ball broke through again, and the golden light crossed the net in an instant!Akaya's pupils shrank slightly, and the too distant color made Kirihara's eyes sting for a moment, but he completely ignored it...

He saw it!

Chi Ye's face even showed a little joy, he can catch this ball!Chi Ye walked faster, although he was a little panting, but the long-term physical training with Sang Yuan had trained his amazing lung capacity, and he could fully bear it!Chi also rushed to the landing point in an instant. The golden light and the crackling sound of tearing the air almost gave him an unbearable illusion. I doubt it because I don't have time...

The moment the tennis ball hit the ground, the smell of burning in the nostrils was irritated, showing the strength and spin of the ball...unprecedented!

Can you beat it?I can beat it!You must also be able to beat it!

Chi Ye held the racket with both hands, and the sudden rising flames exploded around him. The bouncing tennis ball stayed in the sweet spot of his racket for a moment, and the violent rotation almost made people suspect that the ball was about to penetrate the racket net. With his own strength, every muscle in his body was exerting strength. At that moment, he seemed to be possessed by Sanada, "Aggression is like fire!!"

Let me go! !

In a second that felt like a century to Cheryl, he hit the ball back, albeit at the cost of sitting on the court from the recoil.

Yukimura seemed to have anticipated Kirihara's counterattack. The jacket on his shoulders fluttered with the wind, and he seemed to be strolling in a leisurely way. The racket cut off part of the force on the tennis ball, and his wrist suddenly exerted force. Net points——

Short ball!Naturally, Kirihara would not think that the Aggressive Ruhuo that he had put all his strength into just now would be able to hold down Minister Yukimura, even the vice-minister of the original version user, not to mention that he is still short of the vice-minister!Stand up, run forward, leap forward, stretch the racket forward, and you will surely save the ball!Even... it is completely impossible for him to be able to pass the next ball.

"As long as you have the ability, you can't give up on every shot," Yagyu-senpai's voice that almost makes people wonder if he is singing an opera bel canto is still in his ears, "Golf is a sport where you don't give up no matter how many strokes you score. , Akaya, tennis is the same, it is accumulated one ball at a time.”

Chi also selectively ignored the teaching behind Yagyu, "English is also a collection of words one by one, and they are accumulated one by one".

Chi Ye stretched his racket forward vigorously, and he even regretted that he didn't follow Senior Liu's arrangement to drink milk and work hard to grow taller.

After all, he still couldn’t save the ball. Akaya’s body hit the court and slid forward a little due to the momentum. The tennis ball landed on the court, bounced slightly, landed again and rolled forward, touching Kirihara. The racket hits the frame and then stops rolling.

Kirihara was a little disappointed, he was really too weak, if it was Minister Yukimura, he would definitely not be in such a mess like him, and he even failed to return the ball.

"Akaya?" Yukimura looked at Akaya on the opposite side of the net with some doubts, wouldn't he hurt anything? "Are you all right? Chiya?"

Yukimura's words interrupted Akaya's rare sadness, he sat up on the ground with his palms on the ground, the originally neat team uniform was dusty because of the pounce just now, it looked dusty.

"It's fine," Yukimura said nervously, lamenting that he was too nervous, and Mingming Chi was always alive and kicking every time he got hurt, but he always worried habitually, "Get up," Nobuyuki Yukimura said. Shot, "Chi Ye."

"Ah, thank you minister." Chi also took the minister's hand.I vaguely remembered the challenge match on the day he joined the club...

"Do you want to join the tennis club?" The minister reached out to him in the same way that day, "You can become stronger!"

Chi also stood up and wiped the ashes from his cheeks, "Go ahead! Minister!"

Now he can face it calmly, whether it is failure or success.

The corners of his mouth curved up, Yukimura was extremely happy inside.For Yukimura, Akaya in this life is like a piece of heavily wrapped ore, buried in the soil, excavated and cut in Marui Mulberry Garden, designed, measured and ground by Yanagi and Yagyu, quenched by Sanada, Nio's cooling, tempered again and again, tempered again and again, polished again and again, finally reached his hands, and became a treasure in the world. The precious sword-Kaifeng.