Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 45 The Age of God vs. Kintaro

"Echizen." Momoshiro jumped off the referee's seat and helped up Echizen Ryoma, who was a little out of strength.

"Are you okay, Echizen."

"I'm fine, Atao-senpai." Echizen's eyes fixed on the smiling Kandai Lan in the distance.

"I lost." His tone was full of unwillingness and frustration.

"Echizen Ryoma, the second generation of samurai, has a starting point that surpasses others, and his talent is also good, but you lost to a person who has only played tennis for three months." Shendailan slowly walked down the steps, looking down at Echizen Ryoma.

"Three months?? Are you kidding me?" Momoshiro and Echizen's pupils shrank when they heard Jindai Lan's words.

When did the Kanto class become so cheap?
When I played tennis for three months, I guess I was still adjusting my posture, right?

What kind of terrifying talent is this? !
This must not be true, right? !
Looking at Echizen's unbelievable eyes, Shen Dailan said mercilessly: "Compared with him, you have nothing outstanding at all. I don't know why you are so proud? Is it the reputation you got in the past? Or is it because of the favor of others? Are you lost yourself?"

Echizen Ryoma is actually a very easy-going person.

In the original book, he "floated" after defeating Yukimura, and he who thought he was invincible in junior high school began to become lazy.

Precisely.

He lost the goal of becoming stronger.

In the end, Yukimura and others directly overtook the car in a curve.

"It's not a bad thing to have your own little pride, but if you can't recognize the reality, that's arrogance." Komyo Lan walked up to Echizen Ryoma, leaned down, and whispered in his ear: "Samurai son, your talent , it’s actually not that bad.”

After speaking, he patted Echizen on the shoulder with a smile.

"The growth that Qing Xue can bring to you is too limited. Recognize yourself. In fact, you are weak and pitiful now. Don't bury your father's reputation."

After Shendailan's words, Echizen's pupils were a little loose.

"By the way, we need a referee, please ask one of you to be the referee." Shen Dailan looked at the angry Taocheng, and said gently.

"You bastard." Taocheng couldn't help clenching his fists.

With a bad temper, he couldn't bear to see Echizen being scolded like this.

In his mind, Echizen's talent and hard work have always been on the line, and he has grown at an astonishing speed after joining Qinggaku, even surpassing most of the seniors.

He obviously worked so hard, why should he still say that he is not good?
"I'm going to be the referee." Echizen, who was originally depressed, suddenly raised his head, with unwillingness shining in his eyes.

Want to see up close how big the gap is?
Really proud of it.

Take a good look at the gap between yourself and a real genius, so maybe you will have a change, and then you will have the ability to enter the world.

"Then trouble you, can you lend me a racket?"

Shendailan smiled.

Taking Echizen's racket, he walked towards the field.

Kintaro was getting impatient at this moment.

"Kamiyo! Hurry up! I can't wait."

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Kandai Lan swung the racket with the momentum, feeling the feel and weight of the racket.

"It's up to you to serve, Xiaojin." He made a ready gesture.

Echizen sat on the referee's seat, his eyes flickered, and the words that Komyo Ai had said echoed in his mind.

"Is the growth in Seigaku too slow? Why do you say that?" Echizen couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

In his opinion, he has a well-established training plan, and with so many powerful seniors as opponents, he is already quite satisfied with his growth rate.

I'm going to take a good look at this game.

Echizen took a deep breath and looked at the two people in the center of the arena.

"The director of Fudo Peak, Kandai Lan, what a dangerous guy." Taocheng hesitated for a moment, took out his phone and started shaking people.

One is to increase momentum.

The second is to let the seniors see the strength of Shendailan, so that they can do targeted training in the future.

"A very handy racket." Kojiro Ai swung the racket and looked at Kintaro.

He is full of expectations for Kintaro Toyama. It would be too boring if Fudo Peak wins the national competition this year so strongly.

This year's middle school should be the strongest one, and it will also shock the world.

Until then, accept your baptism and become even more terrifying.

Jindai Lan glanced at Echizen absent-mindedly.

The second generation of samurai, get rid of your title and go your own way, only in this way can you step onto a bigger stage.

Regarding Echizen, Kamdai Lan still had some expectations.

just.

Qingxue is really harmful.

"Kindai, you can't be distracted when playing with me."

"Bang." With the sound of the explosion, a tennis ball rolled up into the air.

"The speed and strength are higher than those of the Kanto class. It is amazingly powerful. Currently, it is indeed possible to walk sideways in the Kanto class." Lan Jindai swung his racket with a smile on his face.

The spin and power contained in the tennis ball when it hits the ball is instantly swallowed up, and it is hit back obediently.

Jindai Lan's posture was terrifyingly standard, as if he was hitting a ball that was too ordinary to be ordinary.

"As expected of Jindai!!" Kintaro cheered and ran to the landing point, fighting back with all his might.

Seeing the ball flying back and forth between the two of them, both sides also looked relaxed and smiling, and Echizen's expression became even more bitter.

Having played against Kintaro, he naturally knows how terrifying the weight of each counterattack is, but the two on the court have no expression of struggling at all.

Enough to see the gap between yourself and it.

Where is the difference?

"Kintaro, how are you doing at Shitenbaoji Temple? The main selection competition will be held soon." Echizen suddenly heard the voice of Kandai Lan.

His posture doesn't look like he's playing tennis, but rather like he's chatting with old friends.

"Yes, everyone worked hard!" Kintaro responded cheerfully.

"Aren't you in the first grade? Can you participate in the main election?" Shendailan asked loudly with a smirk on his lips.

During the inquiry, he also hit the ball to the tricky corner.

Kintaro exclaimed, ran to the bottom corner with all his strength, and returned the ball in some embarrassment.

Obviously, it is still difficult for him to use two things at once.

"As expected of the Age of God, he can hit such a difficult return ball even when he is talking."

"Of course I can participate in the main selection competition. Shouldn't I be promoted based on my strength?" Kintaro's unintentional words fell into the ears of Momoshiro and Echizen, but they were undoubtedly shocking.

"Li Haida, Bingdi, Sitianbaosi, more and more middle schools are abolishing the rule that the first grade cannot touch the ball." Shen Dailan said with emotion.

"I'm looking forward to your Sitianbao Temple's performance this year."

"You'll see, see you in the final!" Kintaro shouted with a smile, jumped into the air, and scored a smash.

"Bang." Before the ball landed, the breeze blew, and then it appeared in Kintaro's half.

"15-0." Echizen announced the score, but obviously his mind was not on the game.

(End of this chapter)