The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 98 The Crucifixion

At the side of the stadium, more and more people came to watch. It can be said that most of the people who slept together gathered here.

Some high school students at the bottom of the rankings were still surprised why a card shuffle attracted so many people's attention, but they understood when they saw the two groups facing each other on both sides of the court.

Those who are at the bottom of the field don't want to offend either side.

Anyway, I don't have the strength to climb up anymore, so it's good to stay neutral like this.

Pop, pop, pop!
After slapping the tennis ball lightly a few times, Fuji held the tennis ball in the palm of his left hand.

Originally, he planned to kill Inoue Shota with one shot, but after thinking about it, it would be too cheap for this kind of person to kill him with one blow. This kind of person is not worthy of being a tennis player at all. hit him.

The atmosphere in the audience instantly became tense, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Bu Er.

Anyone would be outraged to be attacked like this with a racket, so they wondered what Fuji would do next.

Taneshima, Oni, Irie and the others also looked at the field with serious faces, and they also wanted to know what kind of method Fuji would use to teach their opponents a lesson.

Fuji's eyes were fixed, and his sharp eyes were fixed on Inoue Shota. Looking at the gradually arrogant expression of the other party, Fuji felt a sneer in his heart.

"I hope you can still laugh later!"

He threw up the tennis ball, raised his right racket high, and swung hard.

boom!
The tennis ball quickly flew to the opposite side. Although the speed was very fast, there was still a gap compared with Budu's return.

"Why, is your serve only at this level?"

Inoue caught up with the tennis ball too quickly, and laughed.

Most people's serve speed is higher than their own return speed, and Fu Er's level of serve, in Inoue's view, is his behavior that shocked him just now.

Buer is afraid, afraid of angering himself, so he dare not use his full strength.

There was a sinister smile on the corner of Inoue's mouth: "Do you think I will let you go like this? How naive!"

The other high school freshmen on the sidelines were also at a loss.

"What are you doing, what kind of serve is this?"

"Compared to his return, it's simply far worse."

"Could it be that he is afraid that the opponent will hit the racket again?"

"But it's normal. What these guys have done is too much. How can anyone slip a racket into an opponent's face like that!"

"These guys are really stubborn, with so much strength, slippery hands? It's all intentional!"

"It's really too much!"

Even the neutral players on the side couldn't stand it. This kind of naked attack is not something a tennis player should do at all.

The freshmen here were filled with righteous indignation, but the sophomores and juniors over there laughed happily.

"Really, that guy Inoue's accuracy is really bad!"

"That's good, you can slowly torture your opponent!"

"Haha, look, this kid is already getting scared!"

……

On the court, Inoue looked at the flying tennis ball with a strange smile on his face, swung the racket with his right hand, and the tennis ball hit Fuji's body.

Today, he no longer conceals his intentions, just attacking the players openly and aboveboard.

A cold light flashed from the corner of Bu Er's eyes, and with a twitch of his right hand, a stream of light flashed across the field.

boom!
call out!
The tennis ball spun violently on the ground for a few laps, then bounced violently, and hit hard on the iron net behind Inoue, leaving a clearly visible dent, showing the weight of the force.

"You bastard!"

Inoue turned his head to take a look at the tennis ball that had fallen to the ground, and then looked at Fuji angrily.

He thought that Bu Er was humiliating himself, deliberately let himself catch the ball, and then solved himself with one ball.

"Wait for you to see!"

Inoue sneered with disdain.

Buer ignored him and served again.

After Inoue hit the ball back, Fuji suddenly accelerated his ball speed, but this time, the tennis ball hit the net and bounced at a strange angle after landing.

It hit the iron net high, leaving a dent in the iron net again.

……

"Irie, can you see what Fuji is going to do?"

Taneshima asked Irie with some doubts. Although he didn't see it, he believed that Irie, who had a good eye, would find something.

However, Irie shook his head and said, "I didn't see what Fuer-kun had planned, but he must be planning something."

……

"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 2:0."

Fuji once again made a sharp volley and won his serve. On the iron net behind Inoue, several dents seemed to indicate something.

"Cut! This brat!"

Inoue curled his lips in disdain, and he had to admit that this brat still has some strength.

But so what, a kid is still a kid after all!
boom!
This time, it was not Inoue's good ship-breaking serve, but an ordinary high-speed serve, but Inoue gave the tennis some topspin. After the tennis ball landed, it bounced straight towards Fuji's face.

Although the quality of this group of people is low, it has to be said that they are still of a certain level.

Just the control of this hand rotation, ordinary junior high school students can't do it at all.

But these are far from difficult than Fuji, who leaned back slightly, and drew a small arc with his right hand.

boom!
Aiming directly at Inoue's feet, Huang Mang went from bottom to top, and hit the iron net behind him again, making "sorrows"!
The game was still going on. Although Inoue worked hard, he still couldn't touch a ball except serve.

The only few points scored were also foul balls deliberately played by Bu Er in order to delay the round of the game.

"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 3:0."

After changing sides, Buer came to the bottom line, looked at the symmetrical imprints on the iron net behind the courts on both sides, and said lightly: "It's done!"

Everyone outside the venue was a little puzzled when they heard Bu Er's words.

What is done?What's done?

Only Irijiang saw the cross mark on the iron net from the corner of his eye, looking thoughtful.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Inoue Shota sneered, he felt that Budu was just bluffing.Although he has been at a disadvantage all the time, he is not a fool. In this round, this kid is going to look good!

boom!
This round was Fuji's serve. This time, Fuji hit an unremarkable serve and deliberately sent it to Inoue's face.

"Little devil, it's useless to be soft at this time!"

Inoue Shota grinned grinningly, blasted out a ball, and headed straight for Fuji's face with a strong force.

"Ah!"

Fuji moved sideways, followed by a violent blow.

The tennis ball rubbed against the net and fell to the ground. After frantically rubbing against the ground, it bounced violently, and slammed into Inoue Masato's abdomen like a spiraling gear.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Inoue Shota's body was firmly nailed to the iron net behind him.

Following the dent that Fuji made earlier, a human-shaped cross was formed.

The Crucifixion is finally complete!
(End of this chapter)