Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 540 Duke wants to fight me

It is precisely because of this that Yingyi has always asked everyone not to rely too much on the strength of the body.

It's just that Arai's temperament is more impetuous, and he always does what he wants.

"Continue!" Arai took out a tennis ball from his trousers purse, threw it into the sky, bent down, and hit the ball.

Snapped--

The tennis ball was shot out like a cannonball, and only a phantom could be seen faintly.

"Hey, is Arai still practicing 'Chuanwei'?" Xiangzi smacked a lollipop, kept turning the racket in his hand, and secretly glanced outside the court. Hey, the minister is still in a meeting, so she can still be lazy for a while.

Yagyu sat on the ground, playing tennis in his hand, looked at the two people running in the court, and said, "'Putting Power' is the only stunt that can restrain Sakuraichi's 'Flow Back', it is expected that Arai is determined to practice hard. thing."

流回
Liu Sheng suddenly tightened his hand playing tennis, his eyes flickered coldly.

The mystery of darkness, flow back, depends on the choice and despair on the edge of life and death, giving tennis a new interpretation with darkness - the truth of the universe as a whole is impermanence, there is no so-called complete justice and complete evil, and 'impermanence' is completely in line with Sakura One's style, and her title of 'Caesar'.

"Well," Yagyu gently turned the tennis ball in his hand, and the ball climbed up to her fingertips as if alive and turned at a constant speed, "I really want to see Sakuraichi's strength."

"Isn't there a school qualifying competition this month?" Sang Yu said lazily, his eyes locked on Arai in the stadium, his eyes narrowed slightly, that guy, she will surpass her one day, no, she has always been in front of her.

Although he slandered Arai in his heart, he continued to speak: "Isn't there a competition in qualifying, you will always meet the minister."

"That's not necessarily true," Bei Dao on the side shook his head, and raised his hand to point at the girl who was hitting the ball on court B. "There's a second generation there."

"Huh?" Sang Yu turned his head to look, and the target was the girl who had just been discharged from the hospital.

The girl is very small, less than 1.4 meters tall, with long brown hair draped over her shoulders, and her dazzling purple eyes. I don’t know whether it’s because she just recovered or because she’s used to the darkness. All hit the target 100%, never miss.

"Aha~ This kid's playing the ball well," Sang Yu said boredly, resting his hands on his head, "However, he still lacks a bit of momentum, and he will be able to catch up with what he is now after a year or two of practice." us."

"Well, Sang Yu," Liu Sheng tossed his hand, and the tennis ball flew out of his hand. Sang Yu caught the tennis ball reflexively, turned his head to look over, and saw Liu Sheng smiled lightly: "Don't look at Bian Xuchuan, The person caught by Sakuraichi"

He squinted his eyes, and said with a vague meaning: "They are not simple characters. This time, we should be more careful in the school's qualifying competition."

"Eh? Did even Yagyu say that?" Xiangzi blinked his red eyes, "That's what the paralyzed face told me, as did the vice minister. Is that Okawa really strong?"

Bei Dao stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Xiangzi's head, "In any case, they are the second generation of our Qingxue. How weak can they be? I'm afraid they hide their strength."

Snapped--

The tennis ball flew out of Okawa's racket, neither fast nor slow, and every time it fell at the end of the diagonal line of the opponent's singles. After a while, a dark ball mark appeared there.

In the classroom, two people were standing by the window, condescendingly watching the movement in the stadium.

It's a great angle to take in the entire pitch.

And the glass will also reflect the figures of the two people on it, which are vague and not very clear.

"What do you think?" Sakura looked at the positive and non-positive candidates swinging the racket, and said indifferently, as if talking to herself.

"Ah," a monosyllable mixed with a faint nasal sound came from Fujiwara's mouth, looking at the girl with closed eyes, a ray of white light slid across the lens, "hidden strength, preliminary judgment, and Rina's level players."

After hearing Fujiwara's judgment, Sakura didn't speak, but the red eyes under the brim of the hat were much deeper.

The leaves slipped quietly in front of the window, with slight traces, "Let's arrange the list of qualifying matches, I will go out in a while."

"Get out?" Fujiwara was slightly startled, and his words were slightly surprised because of this.When Ying Yi was working in the department, she never left early for no reason, even if there was an urgent matter in the company.

Well today is
"Eh." Sakura turned her gaze and landed on the tennis court on the desk, her eyes closed, her tone indifferent, "Duke Watanabe wants to play with me."

(End of this chapter)