Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 23 Sakura Serve
"Ah, it's started, it's started," Shoko Aihara widened his wine-red eyes, looked at the two people in the court without blinking, and unconsciously grasped Yumiko Yagyu's skirt with both hands, with a look of seriousness on his face. Looking at the expression of the enemy, he muttered in his mouth: "So nervous, so nervous, so nervous..."

Yumiko Yagyu didn't speak, nor did she turn her head to look at Shoko Aihara, she just raised her left hand and rubbed her hair, the simple movement was natural and intimate, as if it had been like this for a long time, no one knew, they just met today .

Kitajima Yuki pursed her lips tightly, her orange eyes stared at the two people who were in good posture, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in an attempt to dispel her nervousness.

Mieko Arai and Mai Kuwaha, who were fighting each other, also quieted down, looking excitedly at the two on the field, wishing that they were the ones standing on the field.

"Hey, Sakuraichi," Goto Risa bounced the ball, and the yellow-green tennis ball bounced between her hand and the ground, "It doesn't matter if you beat me."

"Eh," Yingyi slowly raised his head, his dark red pupils formed a thin red line across the brim of his hat, his thin lips were slightly parted, and a voice as indifferent as frost slid out of it: "When you have that strength Say it again."

Goto Risa froze, grabbed the tennis ball with his right hand, smiled and said: "Well, you are really confident." After that, he bent his knees, threw the tennis ball into the sky with his right hand, and slowly held the racket with his left hand. Lifted up slowly.

"So high!"

"Is she going to use some trick? The ball is thrown so high."

"It looks like it should be."

"What will be the serve?"

"I do not know."

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"Risa's ball was thrown so high." Shoko Aihara looked up at the small yellow-green ball with one hand on his forehead, and murmured, "What kind of ball could it be? I'm looking forward to it."

Snapped!
The racket hit the tennis ball violently, and the dense network cables made a trembling sound. Mixed with the sound of the ball hitting, it produced a weird sound of metal hitting together.

hum~
As soon as the yellow-green ball left the racket, it slid towards Yingyi like a shooting star. The speed was so fast that it left a yellow afterimage.

Sakura closed her eyelids, raised her racket, and was about to hit the ball. Suddenly, she frowned, and saw that the ball suddenly slowed down, became very slow, and then suddenly turned into a pink petal ball. , the petals fluttered layer by layer, and finally all drifted away with the wind, leaving nothing behind.

Bang!
Almost at the same time, the ball hit Yingyi's second half hard, then bounced up and was caught by someone outside the court.

quiet!
Silence!

then···
boom!
Everyone's eyes widened, talking about what happened to the ball just now?

"Hey, it's not true."

"So strong."

"What are you kidding?"

"What's that serve?"

"It turned into a cherry blossom!"

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Yagyu Yumiko's face remained unchanged, but there was a huge wave in her heart, Goto Risa, really should not be underestimated.Kitajima Yuki frowned, her eyes were full of envy, maybe one day, she could reach the level of Goto Risa herself.

The twins' eyes widened in unison, two clusters of flames were burning in the eyes of different colors, they were both excited and excited.

Mieko Arai and Mai Kuwaha couldn't help but clenched the hands hanging on both sides, as if something was clamoring in their hearts.

Kamio widened his eyes, "Just... just kidding."

Shinobu Yuuji tightened his grip on the tennis bag strap, stretched out his hand to support his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked thoughtfully at Risa Goto.

"Sakura...serve the ball." Goto Risa said lightly, still with a gentleman's easy-going smile on his face, maintaining the posture after serving.

"0-15." On the high chair, Kuna Fujiwara called out the score, the pair of orange pupils under the glasses narrowed, and a faint vortex gradually floated up.

In a blink of an eye, she looked at Sakuraichi who was ready to catch the ball on the other side. She never felt that Goto Risa's strength was weak, but Sakuraichi's strength...how strong is it?She has always wanted to know, but she just doesn't know if Risa Goto can force Sakuraichi's strength, and she is really looking forward to it.

Sakuraichi looked at Goto Risa across the way, and the corner of her mouth curled into an undetectable arc. As expected, she was right. Goto's tennis is very strong, and he is qualified to join her team.

Just as Sakura was thinking about it, Risa Goto threw the ball and led the racket again. There was a sound of metal cracking, and the ball quickly flew towards Sakura. Then, the previous situation reappeared.The ball suddenly slowed down, became very slow, and then turned into a pink petal ball. When the wind blew, it floated away, and the real ball hit the ground with a loud bang and bounced out.

"0-30."

Seeing this, Sakura stood up straight, turned her head to look at the yellow-green ball that was rolled back, her pupils tightened slightly, but she didn't speak.The racket hits the ball, the ball bounces, and it hits Risa Goto, ready to catch the ball again.

"Well, Sakuraichi," Goto Risa looked at Sakuraichi while bouncing the ball, and said with a smile, "If you're not serious, you'll really lose in my hands."

"Ah um." Sakuraichi's flat tone with a slight nasal tone, I don't know whether it is a tone of approval or negation, which makes Goto Risa a little helpless and a little angry, but more, it is serious.

She never dared to underestimate Yingyi, so she used a unique move as soon as she came up, hoping to force Yingyi's strength, but now it seems that it is a bit difficult.

Turning sideways, Goto Risa held the ball, glanced sideways at Sakuraichi, then threw the ball high, hit the ball with a snap, and it was the same situation just now, the ball turned into a cherry blossom, and the real The ball landed in the backcourt from nowhere, and then bounced out.

"0-40."

"It seems that Sakuraichi has no way to break my trick. It's a pity, there is one more ball..." Toss the ball, lead the racket, hit the ball, and there is another heavy sound of metal strikes, and at the same time, Goto Risa Maintaining the posture after hitting the ball, he smiled confidently and proudly: "Well, Sakuraichi, I won the serve unceremoniously."

"Eh," under the brim of the hat, those dark red eyes were condensed, bursting out with a frightening light, the indifferent tone like frost, the expressionless face, and the calm and composed voice slipped from the thin lips, " That's it for now."

Hearing this, Goto Risa's pupils shrank sharply.

Bang!
With a crisp sound, the yellow-green ball slammed heavily on the feet, rubbing a black ball mark, and then bounced past the girl's ear, and a gust of wind blew up the girl's long green-black hair. Fluttering.

(End of this chapter)