Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 86 Such tears, such eyes.
"How is it possible? This is unscientific!! How could there be such a person?!" Seeing Kaidou Kaoru fly to save the ball again, Akira Kamio's mentality collapsed.

"What's the point of this!!" He roared angrily, quickly went online, and scored with a smash.

"Shh~~~~" Kaitang Kaoru staggered up, his eyes were cold and fierce.

"Get down!" Akira Kamio roared angrily and sent out a fast serve.

"Bang." Kaidou Kaoru hit back again, every swing of the racket broke Kamio Akira's heart.

The tennis ball moved towards the bottom line through a strange arc.

Why do I feel like I'm being suppressed when I'm clearly in the lead?
"Damn it!" Akira Kamio started to run, but his legs were very heavy, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

"15-15."

The referee's voice sounded next to his ears, and Akira Kamio lay on the ground and didn't get up for several seconds.

"Kamio-san, please continue the game." It wasn't until the referee reminded him that he slowly got up, his body was covered with dust, and he was very embarrassed.

"Has this guy been consuming my energy?" At this moment, Akira Kamio suddenly realized.

"He's been running for a whole race, why isn't he tired?!"

He raised his head, but saw Kaitang Kaoru's calm eyes from beginning to end.

No matter how exhausted his physical strength was, his belief never changed.

Is this the reason why I am so embarrassed now?

"Game, 3-1, Akira Kamio leads."

"Game, 4-1, Akira Kamio leads."

"Game, 4-2, Akira Kamio is leading." As the tug-of-war unfolded, the score was extremely tense, and each goal was scored for a long time.

Akira Kamio's pace was getting slower and slower, and the quality of his counterattacks was getting worse and worse.

Kaitang Kaoru seized the opportunity to catch up.

In the end, the score was chased to 5-5.

"This is Kaido's style of play. As long as the opponent is careless, he will be dragged down infinitely. Although Kaitang's strength is not as good as Kamio, Kamio is still too careless. Every time Kaitang bounces the snake ball at a low angle, this requires Kamio to bend his knees repeatedly. Going to catch the ball will cause huge physical exertion in the invisible." Gan adjusted his glasses and spoke calmly.

"The balls played by Kamio are just running left and right and crossing the ball, so even though Kaido is basically running while hanging, the occasional snake balls are constantly accelerating Kamio's physical exertion."

"Haitang is a poisonous snake. When you find out, it is already poisonous. This match is destined to be a duel of willpower."

"No one can beat Kaido in willpower."

If you do it, it is deeply recognized by Qingxue Zhengxuan.

In terms of willpower, Kaidou Kaoru is terrifying.

"It's really terrifying physical strength and willpower. Although Qingxue's current strength is not strong, the willpower shown is definitely worth learning." Sanada's tone was calm.

The other positive candidates nodded subconsciously.

They have hardly seen such a "cruel" game.

Obviously, the level gap between the two sides is quite large, but they were abruptly dragged to the later stage.

Haitang is the kind of opponent that no one wants to meet.

The most painful thing is Akira Kamio, from a big advantage of 3-0 to the current 5-5, a good hand was completely ruined.

Everything seems like a dream.

"Won't this guy be tired? Doesn't it hurt?" Kamio Akira looked at Kaidou Kaoru's knee that was red from the fall, full of puzzlement.

"Snapped."

"6-5, Kaoru Kaitang is leading."

It's over, I've lost.

Akira Kamio looked desperate, his body was too tired to move anymore.

"Kamio." A trace of unbearable expression appeared on Yiwu's face.

He also tried to persuade Kamio, but unfortunately the effect was not great.

I hope that after this defeat, Kamio can wake up.

Fudo Peak is constantly improving, and anyone who can't keep up is doomed to be eliminated.

"Game, 7-5, Kaidou Kaoru wins."

Under the sound like the sound of heaven, Kamio lay on the icy ground, his vision blurred, whether it was sweat or tears.

Lost, I lost completely.

It's really an ugly game.

There was applause from the sidelines.

But the applause was for Haitang.rather than myself.

Takashi Kawamura, who was defeated before, also received applause and respect.

But what about myself.

Will become a laughing stock.

Why is the sun so dazzling today?

Kamio wanted to close his eyes.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in his vision, and he saw Shendailan standing in front of him, looking down at him.

"It's just a failure, just do your best." Komyo Ai pulled Kamio Akira up.

Do your best?

Have you really tried your best?

From the beginning of the game, I made at least three mistakes.

One, underestimate the opponent.

Two, speeding up too quickly, ignoring one's own physical strength.

Third, the usual training is not serious enough.

Four, pride and complacency.

I have too many flaws.

"Sorry, Minister." Kamio Akira's nose sore, he covered his eyes, and his shoulders twitched slightly.

"What's the matter with your tears? What's the matter with your eyes? Can tears win this game?" Shendailan frowned, and his tone became severe.

"I'm really sorry, it's my own problem, I don't know how to face everyone anymore." Kamio lowered his head in shame.

"Then get stronger and say goodbye to your old self." Komyo Ai patted Kamio on the shoulder.

Jindai Lan didn't say much, but Kamio already understood the meaning.

Make up for your lack of physical strength.

"Yes!" Kamio nodded vigorously.

"It seems that everything is the same as what Jindai thought." Seeing this scene, Tachibana Yoshihira showed a gratified smile.

"Our Fudo Peak is getting stronger and stronger."

"Then...Fuji Shusuke, next is our match." Shendailan looked back at Fujishusuke on Qingxue's side.

"He turned out to be singles two." Tezuka frowned tightly.

Why, Age of Gods?

Don't you want to compete with me now?
He subconsciously grabbed his elbow.

"My wound has healed."

"Tezuka, I'm sorry, it seems that today's precious opportunity is mine." Fuji Shusuke looked at Tezuka with a smile and said.

"Well, you must be careful, no two, his tennis is very dangerous." Tezuka said solemnly.

"Of course." Fuji opened his eyes, his azure eyes fixed on Shendailan in the distance.

"Just standing there puts a lot of pressure on me, such a formidable enemy."

"It's even more exaggerated than I expected. Qingxue is completely vulnerable in front of Fudo Peak." Mamoru Inoue expressed emotion in the audience.

No matter how bad Seigaku was, there was a legend, Echizen Nanjiro.

Over the years, although the strength of Qingxue has been declining, it is still easy to enter the Kanto Competition, and it can be regarded as a strong school.

However, in front of Fudo Peak, there are too many flaws highlighted.

One must know that Fudo Peak is already training soldiers, and even Qingxue can't resist it.

There is no suspense about the outcome of the next game.

It is impossible for God's Blue to lose.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Mamoru Inoue caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man in a black monk's suit sneaking towards the stands from the corner of his eyes.

A smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Mr. Nanjiro, are you coming to the game too?" He walked up to the monk and said.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Nanjiro said with a weird accent, "I'm not Nanjiro."

(End of this chapter)