The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 2 Do You Want to Fight?
It has been a few days since the freshman enrollment.

In the past few days, Fuji and Ajiujin will go to the tennis club to watch after finishing their academic classes every day.

Although Akutsu didn't know what Fuji wanted to do, he could feel what Fuji had been waiting for.

When Fuji and Akutsu came to the tennis court as usual, they saw a group of people surrounded by a court at a glance.

It turned out that Tezuka Kunimitsu was playing against a senior on the court.

By the way, although Tezuka Kunimitsu also has to abide by the regulations that he cannot participate in the ranking competition before the summer, this does not prevent Yamato from starting to train Tezuka.

Tezuka is also the only first-year student who can play with the second- and third-year seniors.

"This one called Tezuka isn't bad."

Although Tezuka didn't show his true strength because the opponent's level was too low, Akutsu felt a strong threat from Tezuka.

"Although you may not like to hear me say this, but now you are far from his opponent, Aren."

He said with a smile and squinted his eyes.

"Cut, come less."

Although he said so, Akutsu stared at Tezuka firmly, engraving Tezuka's every move into his mind.

……

"The game is over, Tezuka wins, score 6:0"

As the "referee"'s score fell, Tezuka won the victory without any surprise.

"Damn it, you bastard, what do you think of seniors?"

The third grader who was defeated 6-0 by Tezuka looked at Tezuka angrily.

"Senior himself said that he wanted to compete with me." Tezuka said calmly, adjusting his glasses.

"Hey, Takeu, don't do this!"

"Tezuka is really strong, losing to him is no big deal, Takeu."

The people around were a little excited when they saw Wu Ju, and tried to persuade him one after another.

"Stinky boy! You are obviously left-handed but you hit me with your right hand?"

It was only now that I noticed that Takezuka, who was playing with Tezuka not with his dominant hand just now, became even more ugly, and even flushed because of the surging blood.

"Do you think you are not worthy of using your left hand to deal with me? Huh?"

"Tezuka is taking into account the face of our seniors. If we use our bad right hand, we can defeat us. If we use our left hand, we will probably have a shadow on tennis."

"Yeah, he didn't mean to look down on you."

Tezuka's strength is actually very clear to everyone in the Qing Xue Tennis Club.

Even in the entire middle school tennis world, Tezuka is definitely a genius among geniuses.

As soon as he entered the tennis club, he defeated all the seniors in the second and third grades, and even the seniors and Yuda were not Tezuka's opponents.

If it wasn't for the fact that the first graders would not be able to participate in the ranking competition until the summer, Tezuka would definitely be the one in the main election.

It's just that not everyone can accept the strength of the younger generation calmly.

There are always some people who hold his ridiculous self-esteem and cannot accept the blow of being completely defeated by the younger generation.

"Shut up!"

The more the people around him talked, the worse Takeuchi's complexion became. In his opinion, Tezuka's behavior was to belittle him, look down on him, and think that he didn't need to use his left hand to deal with him.

"You always have a paralyzed face, as if someone owes you money. I hate your face when I see it."

"Okay, since you don't need your left hand..."

Takeju directly raised the racket, slammed it down on Tezuka's left hand, and said ferociously, "Then I'll destroy it completely."

"Stop it, Takeu!"

"Are you crazy, stop, Wuju!"

Everyone in the audience was frightened by Wuju's madness!

They didn't expect Wu Ju to be so impulsive!

The racket slashed through the air, making a frightening whistling sound.

Standing in front of Takeju, the expression on Tezuka's unchanging face changed.

He never thought that a tennis player would hit someone with his beloved racket.

Just when everyone was terrified, with a strong sound of hitting the ball, a yellow glow flew past.

Boom!
Huang Mang hit Wu Ju directly.

"Ahhh!"

Wu Ju was sent flying several meters away, and hit heavily on the iron net behind him.

After bouncing several times, the ejected tennis ball was embedded into the iron net fiercely, and the violent friction even produced bursts of black smoke.

The people around were stunned for a moment, only Wu Ju lay on the ground and howled continuously.

Tezuka had goosebumps all over his body, because the moment the tennis ball passed by his side just now, he felt a gust of air wave passing by, which made people's hair stand on end.

After a while, someone came to their senses and quickly ran towards Wuju. The rest of the people subconsciously turned their heads and looked towards the door, which was the direction from which the tennis ball hit.

At the stadium gate.

A boy with chestnut hair was holding a racket in one hand, posing for a shot.

The boy is Fujisuke!

"Where did you come from, you little brat!"

"How dare you attack Wuju? He is a senior, you are committing an offense!"

"You'd better pray that Wuju is okay, or you're dead."

Although he didn't know Buer, but seeing that Buer was just a kid in the first grade, all the second and third graders stood up and reprimanded Buer as if they were seniors.

"Senior? I don't have this kind of senior who would swing his racket at juniors, you say so, Ren."

There was no usual smile on Bu Er's face, replaced by indifference.

He had never seen Fujiya Jiujin like this before, which made him stunned for a moment.

"Is that what your etiquette teacher taught you?"

"This is the tennis club. A first-year brat like you can't play wild here."

"How can there be someone like you in Qingxue who doesn't understand the superiority and inferiority, and has no quality."

Bu Er's words seemed to have angered this group of people, and they all looked angry and excited.

Wuju on the other side also seemed to have regained his strength, and after being helped up from the ground, he rushed towards Buer with a ferocious expression.

"Bastard! You stinky brat, I'm going to kill you!"

Facing the murderous Wuju rushing towards him, Fu Er remained expressionless and stood motionless.

The second and third graders looked at Fuji with a sneer, they were expecting Wuju to teach this arrogant brat a good lesson.

The first graders all raised their voices to remind everyone to be careful, and a gap quietly appeared between the first grade and the second and third grades.

Wuju rushed towards Fuji, and threw his fist at Fuji fiercely.

Although Buer looks thin and slender, he looks easy to bully, but don't forget that standing beside him is Akutsu.

In terms of fighting, how can this group of people from Qingxue be the opponents of street fighter Yakutsu.

Akutsu received Takeju's punch very easily.

Wu Ju's expression changed, because he found that his fist was getting tighter and tighter by the opponent.

The other party's hand gripped his fist like iron pliers, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull out his fist.

"What an amazing strength."

Wuju was shocked in his heart.

"Do you want to fight?"

Yakujin's voice rang in Wuju's ears, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in Wuju's heart.

(End of this chapter)