The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 104 The Final Movement
Afterwards, Kishimoto Minamuro continued to try various methods to fight back against Date's boy's spring, but the power gap between him and Date was too great, and he didn't have the technology to counter this power.

As he was knocked into the air again, the referee announced the score in a timely manner.

"This game was won by Date Boy, with a score of 6:0."

Date boy walked to the tennis ball and glanced at Kishimoto Minamuro, who had fallen from the iron fence.

"The spirit is commendable, but it's a pity that the gap between you and me cannot be bridged so easily."

Date's son did not expect Kishimoto to be so tenacious.

Although he dodged a few balls, Kishimoto, who tried to fight back later, was knocked away by a strong force every time, but he was able to stand up again.

What supported him was the desire for revenge.

If he could put this spirit on how to become stronger, he wouldn't lose so badly today.

At this time, Kurobe's voice came from the speaker.

"Court No. 3 won the team match with a score of 0:[-]. All members of Court No. [-] were promoted to Court No. [-], and all members of Court No. [-] were relegated to Court No. [-]!"

"Yeah! I won!"

"Haha! We won! Well done Date!"

"Just keep winning all the way, and take advantage of the victory to win the No. [-] court!"

The first-year high school players naturally all yelled happily.

Some people are happy and some are sad.

The high school seniors who were originally on the No. [-] court lowered their heads. Starting today, their heads were stepped on by a group of high school students.

The people in Court No. [-] also felt the oppression from the freshman players. According to their intelligence, the few people sent by the freshman today, except for Date Boy, are not considered top players in the freshman year.

Those few top players were not dispatched in such a crucial team competition, which meant that one could imagine that it was a trump card specially prepared to deal with them.

Da da da!
Under the watchful eyes of the third-year players on Court No. [-], Kimishima Yuto led the first-year players on the court just like yesterday.

"Our No. [-] court officially launched a team shuffle battle against No. [-] court today! Please approve the coach!"

Kimishima Yuto had a bright smile on his face, and everything was developing according to his script.

In the stands in the distance, Saitozhi's figure reappeared.

"After discussion by the coaching staff, at [-] o'clock tomorrow afternoon, there will be a team shuffle between the No. [-] court and the No. [-] court."

The coach's words made the high school seniors in Court No. [-] look down, and the coach has spoken, which means that this matter is a certainty.

Without saying a word, they glanced at Jundao and the others, and left slowly with sullen faces.

Behind them were the cheering voices of the first-year high school players. Although the final decisive battle had not yet begun, the first-year high school players had already gained the upper hand in terms of momentum.

At night, many people's hearts are surging, and even other people who have nothing to do with it can't help being extremely excited.

Tomorrow's match will be a battle of absolute order. If the freshmen win, then the whole camp will be completely under the control of the freshmen during the absence of the first army.

In the afternoon of the second day, almost everyone in the entire camp gathered in Court No. [-].

Stadium No. 17, the strongest stadium in the U17 camp, represents the identity of the U[-] second army, and only they are qualified to challenge the precious [-] seats in the first army.

Today's first-year high school players are extremely excited. They are about to realize their wishes and break through the entire camp.

Soon, the people in Court No. [-] also arrived, but they didn't look so happy.

Soon, both sides handed over their arranged rosters to Kurobe.

That's right, all three coaches were present today. Only the referee team could not cover up such a grand occasion.

Since the two sides have already met each other in battle, they will naturally not give each other a good face, and they will stand on their own side with a clear distinction.

Today's team match is the same as yesterday, with three wins out of five, three singles and two doubles.

In the first singles match three, Kazuhiro Aoiriao was sent from Court No. [-], a tall, fierce-looking guy.

On the freshman side, Hakamada Izo was sent.

"Come on, Hakamada!"

"It's up to you, Blue Bird!"

The two sides didn't even bother to exchange pleasantries. After guessing the right to serve, they each returned to the bottom line.

Kazuhiro Aotori is left-handed, he holds the tennis ball tightly with his right hand, and feels a little heavy in his heart.

This first game is particularly critical.

With high expectations, he needs to win the first game for the team, so his inner pressure is also very high.

boom!
There was a clear sound of hitting the ball, and the net pick quickly flew over the net and rushed straight to Hakamada's court.

Although Hakamada Izo is not a speed player, his five-dimensional average is above four points. He quickly ran two steps and quickly caught up with the tennis ball, raising his right hand.

"go to hell!"

boom!
The racket hit the tennis ball with a roar.

The tennis ball was like a cannonball, spiraling towards Kazuhiro Aotori.

Seeing this, Aoto Kazuhiro held the cards in both hands, gritted his teeth, and counterattacked the ball abruptly.

"Oops!"

Aoi Kazuhiro looked up, and found that Hakamada was sprinting to the Internet quickly, and his heart sank.

I saw Hakamada jumping up with the inertia of the forward rush, and the backhand with both hands accurately volleyed the flying tennis ball.

"Jack Knife"

The tennis ball swayed like a comet, and it slammed into Kazuhiro Aotori, directly hitting his chest.

Kazuhiro Aotori was directly sent flying upside down by the strong force of the tennis ball, and rolled several times on the ground.

This is Hakamada Izo's tennis. The style of the game is fierce, and the players who play against him are extremely vulnerable.

Kazuhiro Jade Bird, who suffered a disadvantage, began to be cautious. Although he is not small, he is actually a player who is good at speed and skill.

Under deliberate maneuvering, for a while Hakamada Yizang had nothing to do with his opponent.

The other party seemed to see this too, and a smug smile began to appear on the corner of his mouth.

"Game, Kazuhiro Aoirori, 1:0."

Soon, Kazuhiro Jade Bird saved his serve.

"You're done, brat!"

When changing sides, when Kazuhiro Aotori passed by Hakamada, he dropped a word in disdain.

What he said made Hakamata stunned for a moment, this guy probably thought that he was sure to win.

There was a dangerous look in Hakamada's eyes, and he decided to let this guy have a taste of himself.

Although the opponent took the lead to win the round, no one on the Gaoyi side had a worried look on their faces. They were full of confidence in Hakamada's strength.

When I came to the serving game of Hakamada, I saw him kneeling on one knee, with his left hand up, holding a tennis ball in his hand, and holding the racket in his right hand hanging down.

"What pose is this?"

"This guy! What do you want to do!"

Hakamada's weird serve posture immediately made the seniors nervous. In this kind of crucial game, there should be no such thing as deception. The probability that the opponent really hid the ultimate move is relatively high.

"Be careful, blue bird!"

(End of this chapter)