The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 297 Dragon Horse
Three days ago, Long Ya approached Buer who was going to return to Neon with the Neon team.

After learning that Echizen Minamijiro intends to invite him to see him, Fuji also asked Mifune for instructions.

After Mifune knew it was Nanjiro, he scolded Nanjiro in front of Fuji.

However, he still agreed to Fuji's request, and let Fuji and Long Ya go to the United States together.

Long Ya and Bu Er came out from the airport, stopped a taxi by the side of the road, turned around, and finally stopped in front of a villa.

Being close to the hometown, looking at the familiar gate in front of her, Long Ya stood there blankly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Why, dare not go in?"

Bu Er said with a smile.

You can clearly feel that Long Ya has become a little nervous.

But after thinking about it, Bu Er can understand Long Ya's changes.

Long Ya probably hasn't come back here for many years, and has always communicated with Echizen Minamijiro by phone.

This time, Nanjiro not only wanted to invite Fuji, but also wanted to take a look at Long Ya's recent situation.

Because after graduating from Ryoma Elementary School, Nanjiro had already decided to move his family back to Neon.

"Oh! What nonsense are you talking about! Would I dare not go in?"

Long Ya took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.

However, after pressing for a long time, no one came to pay attention to the two of them.

"Could it be that no one is here?"

Seeing this, Buer couldn't help saying.

"It should be, forget it, let's go in directly!"

Long Ya didn't wait any longer, anyway, the door was not closed, so she could go in directly.

The area of ​​the villa is quite large. When you enter the door, the red floor tiles on the floor remind Longya of her childhood.

The leaves scattered on these red bricks were all cleaned by him.

On both sides of the road, there are lush shrubs, and there are even a few coconut trees standing there tall.

As soon as they walked into the villa, Fuji and Long Ya heard the sound of hitting a ball from the backyard.

Someone is playing.

The two looked at each other, bypassed the front door, and came to the backyard.

A boy wearing a white peaked cap was hitting the ball back and forth against the wall alone.

There was a smile on the corner of Fuji's mouth, it turned out to be Echizen Ryoma.

Ryoma in elementary school was cuter than Fuji's impression.

Ryoma was so focused that he didn't find any traces of Bu Er and Long Ya.

After a while, Ryoma might be tired, so he stopped what he was doing, panting heavily.

The moment he turned his head, Ryoma found two "strangers" standing behind him.

"Who are you?!"

The young Ryoma, like a lion cub with fried hair, asked the two of them.

Hearing this, the corners of Long Ya's mouth twitched slightly, then she took out an orange and threw it towards Long Ma.

Snapped!
Ryoma subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed the flying orange.

"Oranges?!"

As if remembering something, Ryoma suddenly raised his head.

"Little boy, I haven't seen you for so long, don't you forget your dearest brother?"

Long Ya said with a smile.

"Cut! You bastard, what are you doing back here!"

Looking at the familiar silhouette of the person in front of him, Ryoma immediately knew who it was.

Long Ma pulled the brim of his hat and lowered his small head so that people could not see his eyes clearly.

"Of course I came back to see how my dearest brother is doing recently!"

Long Ya opened her hands and said with a smile.

"You bastard! Let's fight! This time I must beat you!"

Ryoma's ears suddenly turned pink. It has to be said that children are easy to deceive.

Long Ya's words made most of Long Ma's dissatisfaction with Long Ya go away.

But this does not mean that Longma will easily bypass Longya. Longma, who won the US Youth League three consecutive championships not long ago, is now in high spirits.

As soon as I saw Long Ya, I remembered the memory of being teased by Long Ya when I was a child.

He wanted to avenge his shame and show Long Ya some color.

"Farewell, little one, if you want to be my opponent, you are still far behind!"

Long Ya spread his hands, but his words aroused the competitive spirit in Long Ma's heart even more.

"Hey! I said, are you afraid of losing to me?!"

Long Ma raised his head and said a little arrogantly.

It smells like that!

Buer covered his mouth and smiled lightly. The arrogant face of this dragon horse made him feel kind.

"That's right, Long Ya, aren't you afraid of losing?"

Bu Er fanned the flames from the sidelines, and he also wanted to see Ryoma's level at this time.

"No second to you!"

Long Ya shook her head helplessly.

"Little one, I'm the first to say something ugly. Don't cry when you lose!"

Long Ya took out a racket from her tennis bag and said with a chuckle.

"Very well, I'll be the referee!"

Seeing this, Bu Er directly stopped the referee's position.

"Little boy, I'll give you the right to serve, so I won't say I bullied you."

Long Ya took out a tennis ball and threw it to Ryoma, the corner of her mouth curled up.

Ryoma didn't refuse either, he gently twiddled you with his feet, and then threw the ball.

Bend your knees, bow your body, and lead the racket to your back shoulder with your left hand.

Facing Long Ya, Long Ma also directly changed the racket to his left hand.

"Oh? It's an outspin serve!"

Bu Er's eyes lit up, he didn't expect Ryoma to be able to hit such an outspin serve at this time.

"Not bad, little one!"

Long Ya was also a little surprised. It's been a long time since I've seen her. The little boy's progress is not small, but this kind of serve poses no threat to Long Ya.

The racket passed from a high point, and the ball was immediately cut back to Ryoma.

Ryoma was momentarily surprised to see his outspin serve being returned so easily, but was quickly suppressed by him.

boom!
Slightly tilt the center of gravity, followed by a quick pump from the bottom up.

It can be seen that Longma's foundation is very good.

Although it's just a simple ball, the movement is also exceptionally smooth.

After fighting back, Ryoma went straight to the Internet.

Facing Long Ya who was much taller than him, Long Ma still chose to volley online.

It can be seen that Longma's courage is far greater than that of his peers.

"Little one, you are so naive!"

Long Ya used the front end of the racket to control the tennis ball and raised her arm.

Baseline lob off to the right.

With Longma's current height, Long Ya didn't even need to pick too high, it was already enough for Longma to be unable to intercept the ball in the air.

Tatata!
Seeing this, Ryoma's thin body turned back quickly.

No intention of giving up at all.

His height is his flaw. When he was in the American Youth League, Longma also encountered many opponents, and made a strategic layout specifically for his height.

boom!
With a blind forehand backhand, he returned the ball dangerously and dangerously.

However, before Ryoma could breathe, there was a clear sound of hitting the ball, and then, a golden streamer flew across the court on the other side of him.

"Little one, you are still far behind!"

Long Ya put the racket on her shoulder, and said with a smirk to Longma.

"Cut! Come again!"

Longma was very unconvinced and switched to the left service area.

boom!
Another outspin serve.

Fuji watched quietly from the sidelines. Although Ryoma's level is considered outstanding among his peers, Ryoma at this time can barely reach the tail of the Kanto class.

Long Ya is world class.

No matter how hard Long Ma tried, it was impossible for him to be Long Ya's opponent.

However, the most commendable thing about Ryoma is the infinite potential hidden in his thin and small body.

The insatiable desire to "be stronger" will make the impossible possible and evolve from adversity.

Being undefeated in the race is not just a simple talk.

"Oh, Long Ya, you kid is bullying your brother again!"

Just when Buer's thoughts drifted away, a thick voice of a middle-aged man came from behind him.

You don't need to think about it, there is only one middle-aged man who can appear in this family.

Viet Nam Jiro!
(End of this chapter)