Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 495 Edogawa VS Matsumoto
Looking at the tennis ball in Sakura's hand, Bei Dao and the others had an unbelievable expression in their eyes. Yagyu and Goto's brows and eyes trembled, and their eyes became a little dark.

This is Fujiwara's tribute to Sakuraichi, and it is also Fujiwara's gauntlet to Sakuraichi, Qinggaku's NO.1.

After all, Fujiwara did not want to sit in the position of deputy minister. In fact, not only her, but also the two of them were also coveting that superior position.

Humans have ambitions, even if their strength is weak, they still have the heart to spy on the sky, not to mention that the strength of the two of them has reached a certain level.They all wanted to be closer to her.

And the so-called empty window period is just the NO.2 position of Qingxue.

In the two and a half years since they met, the two of them have never really played against each other, so no one knows who is stronger and who is weaker. This is an internal struggle, and it will exist in every tennis club. of.

Only by winning the position of No.2, can Yingyi be qualified to show her real skills. The previous training was just ordinary slapstick.

It's just that Yingyi has been standing in front of them for too long, always watching her back and walking, walking, no matter how fast their pace is, they can't catch up with her footsteps, like a gap that cannot be bridged , forever in front of them.

But it is always unbearable to want to go beyond, go beyond to see the ancient scenery in front of her.

The minds of the two were turning all over the place, but Yingyi didn't know it.

He gently clenched the tennis ball with five fingers, feeling the faint aura of selflessness left on it, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes fell on the slowly standing figure in the court——Fujiwara.

She is still so cold, like the coldest piece of ice in the North Pole, which cannot be melted no matter what, but in the sight cast from the corner of her eyes, there is a fiery fighting spirit hidden, and the fetters of ice and fire are reflected in her eyes To the fullest.

Gauntlet?
Under the brim of the hat, Sakura's eyes gradually narrowed, her palms still felt the unique roughness of tennis, the red in her eyes gradually deepened, as deep as blood.

The eyelids slightly retracted, all the depths were submerged in it and then disappeared, and finally turned into peace.

The wind rises quietly, falling on the brow and slipping a wisp of light.The four eyes met, and without too many words, they understood each other's intentions.The hand tightened, the tennis ball deformed slightly, Sakura raised her eyebrows slightly,

Fujiwara's gauntlet,
she,
Take it!
beep—

The referee's whistle sounded at this moment, loud and clear like a ceremony to witness this moment.

"Game Qingxue, 3-6."

Wow----

"Qingxue won!!!"

"It's really unbelievable. Ice Emperor's Asahina has turned on No Self, but he still lost to Qinggaku's Fujiwara."

"What happened to her last ball? It actually flew into the salon in the opposite direction."

"This Fujiwara is very strong."

"I heard that he is a player at the same level as Sanada of Lihai University, but now it seems that he deserves his name."

"Sanada? The emperor of Lihaida?" Someone blinked and said jokingly: "Then this Fujiwara is also an uncrowned emperor? Haha."

"Oh? The Uncrowned Emperor? It's a very good title."

"'The Uncrowned Emperor'?" Kirihara twitched the corner of his mouth, staring at Fujiwara in displeasure, "Tch, why is she called the 'Uncrowned Emperor'? Right, Marui-senpai, obviously someone else is more suitable .”

With a pop, the bubble burst, Marui reached out and ruffled Kirihara's hair, "Are you talking about you, Kirihara?"

"certainly not!!!"

"It's such an enviable title," Caiqian sighed softly, "Although I'm a little upset, I have to admit that that guy's strength is indeed worthy of this title."

"Fujiwara's strength is on par with Sanada's," Kan said blandly, the pen in his hand never stopping, "Asahina's loss is not wronged."

"Indeed," Momoshiro nodded, "It feels like she is the same type of person as Minister Tezuka, especially her Fujiwara domain, which should be transformed from the minister's Tezuka domain."

The pen in Gan's hand paused, "47.33% is transformed, 50.25% is realized by myself, and the remaining 2.42% is due to other things. It's just that it seems to have been added to her field." After chewing the words, finally Only then did he speak with certainty: "Sword Qi."

"Nani?!!"

"'The Uncrowned Emperor'." Inoue put down the camera that had just taken a picture, and his eyes fell on Fujiwara. "It really suits her well. I have never seen Wugo and the last ball before."

"Huh~" Laughter slipped out of Echizen Minamijiro's mouth, with a faint nasal voice, "That's 'Turning Vine', Caroline Wozniacki's (Nationality: Denmark) trick, 20 years ago A guy who is active in the world's tennis world, and a world-class tennis player who has truly won a Grand Slam." [See Encyclopedia for details]

"20 years ago!" Inoue was taken aback. He was not an editor of a tennis magazine 20 years ago, so he didn't know much about what happened at that time.

And Echizen Nanjiro didn't say much, looked at Fujiwara who was walking towards the salon after shaking hands with burning eyes, and said lightly: "The real competition is about to begin."

"Eh?"

"The following are the results of this competition." At this time, a sweet female voice rang out on the radio, and everyone couldn't help but stop talking and listened quietly, "The results of the Ice Emperor VS Qingxue competition are two wins, two losses and one tie. Down there will be alternate matches.

Please prepare the following personnel to enter the venue, Ice Emperor Academy: Matsumoto Chizuru, Youth Academy: Edogawa Sakuraichi. "

Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly.

Chizuru Matsumoto!

Edogawa. Sakura one! ! !

These two. Legendary characters! ! !

Finally, is it time to start?
wow——

The air flow is surging, gusts of wind rise from the ground, the wind and clouds are surging, and the darkness spreads in an instant.

In the Ice Emperor's salon, a silver-gray coat slipped off the girl's body, she walked out slowly while holding the racket tightly in her left hand.

On the other side, the girl's eyelids are lightly closed, and her steps are calm and resolute, and the shadows are strictly blocked behind her.

The racket in the right hand hangs down quietly, casting a fine haze on the ground.

(End of this chapter)