The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 45

On the field, the game is still going on.

The ball path between Dasora Sho and Nakamori Kenji was completely seen through, and he and Kawamura kept hitting the ball into the space between the two.

Even if they don't score, it will make Daikong Sho and Nakamori Kenji run back and forth, exhausted.

Hexagonal seats.

Saeki was a little surprised and said: "This...isn't this the data tennis of senior Mitsuya? Could it be that he is...?"

Saying that, Saeki turned his gaze to Mitsuya.

Mitsuya shook his head, and said lightly: "No, I don't know this boy named Gan Sadaharu."

That's what he said, but Mitsuya already had the answer in his heart.

"Is it you? Lian Er! I didn't expect to meet you again in this way!"

Mitsuya suddenly remembered the boy he met on the way back to his hometown not long ago.

The little guy who was pestering his brother, who was screaming.

Liu Lian Er!
Although they only got along for a short period of time, Mitsuya also fell in love with this little guy thoroughly.

He could feel that the other party was someone with the same characteristics as him.

So he imparted all the stat tennis that he was proud of. The only pity was that because the time was too short, he didn't know how much the other party could learn from it.

But looking at the young man named Gan Sadaharu in front of him, Mitsuya knew that Liu Renji's potential on the road of data tennis was greater than he imagined.

"Game, Qingxue, 3:3."

Sho and Kenji Nakamori kicked their rackets to the ground, shrugging their shoulders.

"Go around me, how could anyone play the same tennis as that guy from Mitsuya!"

Da Kongxiang said a little speechlessly.

As a person who joined the tennis team at the same time as Mitsuya in the same class, Sho Oh Sora suffered a lot.

He didn't expect that he would meet a freshman who played the same tennis as Mitsuya at the Kanto Tournament.

How unlucky it is!
After constructing the data model of Dakongxiang and Nakamori Kenji, he has completely seen through their every move.

Statistics do not lie. His previous failures were simply due to his lack of ability.

Therefore, in order to be able to defeat more opponents, he will train himself crazily.

"Flying waterfall... leaking!"

Stab it!

The tennis ball quickly flew past the feet of Dakongxiang and Nakamori Kenji, and hit the iron net behind.

"what!"

Daisora ​​Sho and Nakamori Kenji stared at the tennis ball rolling to the ground in horror.

In the last serve game he played, in order to collect data, he did not choose to hit the waterfall to vent the ground, but chose the "centered" style of play.

Right now, his cascading waterfall completely detonated the atmosphere in the arena.

"What a fast serve! The speed of the ball is estimated to exceed 190KM/H?!"

Hexagonal players' seats, their minister Shin Fujihiro said with some surprise.

Mitsuya said lightly: "Not only, it's about 205KM/H."

"Flying waterfall. Leaking the ground!"

There was no time to react, and the ball passed through the feet of Ozoro Sho and Nakamori Kenji again.

"Game, Qingxue, 4:3."

It only took four balls for the dry waterfall to end the game.

"This man! In the middle of the game, he can still maintain such ball control! It's not an easy first grade!"

Although he is an opponent, Da Kongxiang still admires the willpower of the opponent.

Tennis is not only a physical sport, but also a spiritual sport.

Those who are not strong enough in willpower are destined not to stand on a higher stage.

"Since that's the case, then I can't let the juniors of the first grade look down on me!"

Dakongxiang made up his mind and decided to use the trick that he hadn't fully mastered yet.

Kenji Nakamori served the ball again, but his strength was not as strong as it was at the beginning.

Under Gan's instructions, Kawamura came to the ball's landing point ahead of time, and slammed the ball back vigorously.

"Look at me! The Spring of Men!"

boom!
Da Kongxiang pulled back half of his body, turned his body slightly, and even hit the smashing ball with a flat shot.

This is the fame stunt of the previous head of Liujiao Middle School, Date Boy, Boy's Spring.

Unexpectedly, Dai Kongxiang learned this trick from Date boy.

"This ball is in the wrong place! Aaron! Don't catch this ball!"

Gan suddenly changed his face and shouted towards Hecun.

But how could Kawamura give up the ball, he held the racket with both hands, and the face of the racket collided with the tennis ball.

Stab it!

The network cable broke instantly.

He Cun flew backwards and fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

"Aaron!"

Kikumaru shouted anxiously.

Gan also hurried over to help Hecun up from the ground.

Kawamura was covering his stomach with his left hand, while his right hand was trembling constantly.

"It's okay, Aaron!"

Looking at Kawamura's appearance, Gan couldn't help asking.

"It's okay!"

Kawamura forced a smile, the game is not over yet, he can't just fall down like this!

"The spring of boys!"

"what!"

Accompanied by Kawamura's painful wailing, he was once again sent flying by Daisora ​​Sho's Man's Haru.

But he still struggled to stand up.

However, not long after, he was sent flying out again, hit the wall behind him, and fell down slowly.

"Game, Hex, 4:4,"

With the full firepower of Dakongxiang, Liujiao once again equalized the score.

"Aron! Can you still hold on? If it's not possible, let's give up this game! Anyway, there are still Fuji and Tezuka, and the ending will not change."

Gan looked at Kawamura's scarred body and said with some concern.

"You can't give up! The game is not over yet!"

The constant pain in his body made Kawamura's eyes a little heavy, but he was still unwilling to give up the game.

He doesn't have the amazing talents of Fuji and Tezuka, nor does he have the innate monster-like system of Akutsu, neither can he play tricks like Kikumaru, nor can he learn data tennis, and he also doesn't have Oishi Excellent insight and a cool head.

All he can rely on is the strength he is proud of.

If he gave up this game, it meant that he gave up the only thing he could rely on.

In tennis, then, he will have nothing.

He does not allow himself to do so.

Anyway, the most is just being beaten into the air.

The game continued, with Kawamura serving.

Kawamura, who was dragged down by his scars, had greatly reduced the power of his serve.

Seeing Kawamura desperately fighting on the field, Kikumaru, Oishi and others were very anxious.

"No, why don't you order this match to be abandoned! If the fight continues, Kawamura will fail!"

Kikumaru couldn't help but said.

Fuji's ice blue eyes were fixed on the game on the field, and when he heard Kikumaru say this, Fuji shook his head.

"Kawamura wouldn't want me to do this!"

"But."

Kikumaru wanted to say something more, but Akutsu interrupted him roughly.

"Stop rambling! Watch quietly! Kawamura is racing with the determination to die! If you say such things again, I'll beat you up!"

Yajiujin grasped the railing tightly with both hands, and he made a five-finger print on the iron railing.

"Kawamura! Never give up! Fight like a man!"

Akutsu thought so in his heart.

(End of this chapter)