[Comprehensive] I, the second generation of God, have a bad fate

When the girl saw the expression that could not be concealed in the golden pupil, she knew that with the consistent style and pride of this mighty and majestic man, the people around him would surely submit to him.

He just stood there arrogantly, without saying a word, the background was so bright that the onlookers couldn't help but silently look away.

As if even the gods knew that such a powerful monster could not look directly at him casually and rudely, a translucent plastic bag flew over from the blue sky, and smacked Ryoma's face staring at him.

"Ah!" Marui Fumta exclaimed, "My temporary garbage bag flew away!"

Longma threw away the plastic bag, and his already dark face instantly became even uglier.

"Okay! It's really interesting, even I want to try two tricks."

With a crooked smile covering his icy blue pupils, the chestnut-haired boy in the crowd spoke first, adding fuel to the fire with great interest, "But there are so many of us, each of us should only hit three goals."

"It doesn't matter, just come to fight."

The warm wind blew the pure white clothes slightly, and the picture seemed to freeze on the silver-haired man's unruly eyes and evil smile on his lips, as if he was born to be the center of light that attracted everyone's attention.

Xia You held her slightly reddened cheeks, her hands trembling slightly, only the tall and stalwart silhouette of the man remained in the sky and the earth in her starry eyes.

"...Xiaoyou, are you okay?" Yi Qiri supported her frozen body worriedly.

"I'm suffocating."

"..."

Xia You really couldn't see it, she felt that seeing Ibaraki now, she always felt a sense of sight as if Long Aotian had just appeared on the stage, pulling his face like two to five or eight thousand, and anyone wanted to rush up and punch him.

Leaving behind Ibaraki, who vowed to fight against all the heroes, she and Hikarihe walked to the bench outside the barbed wire, feeling the suffocating pleasure of having their buttocks burned on the bench for barbecue, chatting about the art exhibition a while ago what happened in the hall.

Ryoma was completely ignored, put the racket back with a dark face, and walked to the place where Tezuka Kunimitsu was without saying a word, obviously too lazy to care about a strange opponent like Ibaraki who can't figure it out.

"Senior Fuji is still so afraid that the world will not be chaotic." He habitually opened a can of grape-flavored Ponta, hoping to cheer up his bad mood.

Tezuka did not run up to join in the fun like the others, but quietly looked and analyzed Ibaraki's ability when he was fighting with others.

"To some extent, it can be regarded as a genius. If this person is willing to devote himself to learning tennis, he will definitely be a rare and powerful opponent in a short period of time." After watching for a while, Tezuka gave such an evaluation.

Hearing this, Ryoma nodded slightly, and soon shook his head more vigorously.

"There won't be that day. It is not difficult for this guy to learn tennis skills, but he doesn't love tennis at all, and there will never be a day when he will reach the top." Longma can't help but feel a little regretful.

He has been skilled in tennis since he was a child, but most of the time he is in a situation where he is alone and looking for defeat. It is rare to find a strong opponent, and he is inevitably lonely and deserted on the way forward.

Ibaraki is one of the few people who can arouse both the warlike and the depressed passion in his heart, but he is also an opponent who makes people laugh and cry.

This game was played in a random manner, like an entertainment game between children.

"En." Tezuka responded, expressing his agreement with Ryoma's point of view, "The person who can stand at the top of the tennis world has always been the one who loves it the most."

"But having said that, his physical fitness is really good, he feels like the special forces in the movie!" Kikumaru, who had already experienced confrontation with strange opponents, jumped back and wiped his sweat, "And his temper is just like the little one! "

Longma snorted lightly, couldn't help but glanced at Xia You who was not far away, lowered the brim of his hat and said unceremoniously: "It's unbelievable that this kind of guy actually has a girlfriend."

Are girls now starting to like this type of man?He clearly remembered that it was always said on the Internet that local girls like handsome and gentle herbivorous men.

"His personality is as arrogant as yours, but he has a girlfriend, but you don't." Kikumaru quickly and mercilessly slapped the people around him, and then patted Ryoma's shoulder sympathetically, "However, since he has Girlfriend, it's easy for you to get out of the singles."

Ryoma choked, "That guy and I are not the same kind of people!"

That guy on the field has already played against several people, and no one can make him miss a goal. He obviously didn't play a game seriously at all, but the opponent looked invincible, so he wouldn't act so stupid Woolen cloth.

"Is no one up? It's finally my turn!"

Kirihara Chi also rubbed his hands excitedly like a fly, eagerly holding the racket to play.

Unlike his seniors, who have become quite Buddhist after many years of experience, his passion for tennis has never faded, and it also includes his competitive heart.

Renzu crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows and asked the friend beside him, "You came back so fast, you didn't use all your strength."

"Of course, if you defeat that guy, wouldn't Xia You have a problem with Uncle Huiben, huh?" Atobe replied in his usual style, with an arrogant and confident tone.

Shinobu chuckled twice, he could tell that Atobe was not in a good state today, and the match with Tezuka just now did not have a tiebreaker.With Atobe's character, he should be very interested in Ibaraki, but today he has been very calm.

"Aren't you playing with him? That guy Ibaraki... is very interesting." Atobe said this, which is a disguised admission that Ibaraki does have something special.

'I'll just watch the excitement. Rinzu pushed his glasses, but he didn't have the nerve to tell the real reason.

He will always remember that night on Linan Bridge, when the silver long-haired woman looked at him with indifferent golden eyes, when he thought that this woman might be Ibaraki, he couldn't maintain a normal mind and look at Ibaraki.

Renzu changed the topic casually, "Is there something bothering you recently?"

Atobe paused slightly, and then said lightly: "After a while, I should go to the United States."

Renzu didn't speak, but his expression was already clear. He looked at the gray and downcast face of his friend who had always been proud and proud beside him, and sighed slightly in his heart.

During the years in college, Atobe often had disputes and conflicts with his family over playing tennis.

Once his ideal was to be the strongest professional tennis player, but now his ideal has become a dream, out of reach.During the four-year tug-of-war, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and now he has no choice but to compromise with reality.

After graduating, he does not need to continue his academic studies. After going to the United States, he will naturally accept a series of training courses specially customized by the family for the cultivation of chaebol heirs.

It is this little yellow ball that can make him show a bright smile from the bottom of his heart, and it is also this little yellow ball that can make him, who has always been proud, feel down and frustrated.

"Sometimes, my uncle really envies those guys..." He muttered, his dark blue eyes reflected the beautiful and free blue sky and white clouds on the tennis court, but there was no focus.

Ren Zu also lowered his eyes slightly, any words of comfort at this moment are superfluous.

Silent sadness permeated the surroundings, and faintly, the tip of the nose lingered with a faint fragrance of narcissus.

The floral fragrance of daffodils is very strong, and it suddenly penetrated into the sense of smell, making Yushi Renzu couldn't help frowning slightly.

The aroma quickly disappeared, as if it were an illusion.

"Did you wear perfume?"

"My uncle wouldn't spray something like that while playing tennis."

Doesn't sweating stink to death?

Atobe raised his head, apparently also smelling the scent of flowers, as if thinking of something, he frowned tightly, and looked around the tennis court sharply.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing... It's just that since I returned to China a while ago, I always feel as if someone is staring at me from behind."

Yushi Ninzu raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it a fan of your support club?"

"No." Atobe withdrew his gaze, suppressed the doubts in his eyes and stroked the mole, "When I was at home, I often felt this way, especially when I was in my room in the middle of the night, the feeling of being watched More obvious, every time I wake up and see nothing."

"Have you been under too much pressure recently?"

"……maybe."

"Or, did you meet a monster?" Ninzuzu suddenly spoke in a flash of inspiration.

"Don't make such silly jokes with me, I don't believe in those things." The corner of Atobe's mouth twitched.

Renzu didn't care about his dissatisfied words, he took the sports bag he was carrying, rummaged through it, and finally found a small Omori from the inner zipper pocket.

"Here, take this."

"... You bastard, don't destroy my grandpa's gorgeous aesthetics!" He doesn't wear such things!

"You take it first." Renzu repeated patiently, "I got this from Xiayou...my friend's shrine. Before my uncle fell into the water and was entangled in nightmares, he couldn't sleep well. Wearing this can sleep peacefully." gone."

"Whether there are monsters or not, try wearing it to sleep, maybe it will help the quality of sleep, the body is important."

If Atobe could sleep peacefully after wearing the guard, he could basically be sure that the other party encountered a bad creature.

Although he didn't believe this kind of unglamorous monster theory, seeing Ninzuzu's serious expression and worrying eyes, Atobe still felt warm in his heart, and accepted this Omoru while disgusting it.

Yushou exudes a faint fragrance, which makes people feel comfortable and calm, maybe it really has the effect of helping sleep.

After he put the guard in his pocket, a transparent figure hesitated and lingered in the corner not far away, but finally did not choose to approach them again.

Her monster power is running out, and the aura on the guard is very strong. If it is accidentally contaminated, it may be directly purified.

The little girl has pointed ears, short white hair that falls over the shoulders, and a trace of helplessness flashes in the bright yellow eyes that are as beautiful as stamens.

At this moment, Xia You seemed to have sensed something, subconsciously raised her head and looked around for something.

However, the next moment, the exclamation of the people beside the tennis court immediately attracted her attention.

"Akaya!" Yukimura lay on the outside of the barbed wire, sternly shouting at the young man on the field, his gentle face was no longer calm.

Xia You looked at Xing Xing on the tennis court, and was so frightened that she almost threw away the soda in her hand.

On the half-court opposite Ibaraki, the handsome young man with kelp-like curly hair was slightly reddened, his hair had turned completely white, and his dark green eyes were scarlet with bloodlust.

The devil-like appearance is enough to scare pedestrians back ten steps, and they are completely different from the kind and lovely before.

"Am I not mistaken?" Yiqi Hiyori was also startled, and couldn't help rubbing his eyes, "Is this...?"

"He's demonized." Xia You's face darkened, and she said firmly.