Net King: Rebirth

Chapter 50 The Last Kicking Hall ([-])

This questioning ended with Yu Mo's smile, Atobe Keigo was a little afraid to look directly at Yu Mo, he understood...

He seemed to like Feather Mo.

Yes... like it!
Keigo Atobe was a little tangled, he fell in love with a boy...

The boy still considers him a friend...

"I'll take you back first..." Atobe Keigo looked at Yu Mo with a guilty conscience.

That's right, others regarded him as a friend, but he... wanted to put him in his arms.

Yu Mo's eyesight is so good, how could he not see Keigo Atobe's expression.

But she didn't want to force him, after all, her bad taste was still there!
Xiao Feifei: Did you forget something?
Yumo: What did you forget?
Echizen Ryoma: Where did you put me! ! (angry)
Xiao Feifei: Is it really good to leave him on Jiewang?
Yu Mo, who was sent home, was in a very good mood, after all... the initiative is in her hands!
After a day of repairing, the next day, Yu Mo started the final stage of kicking the gym.

Inside St. Rudolph Tennis Court
Yu Mo easily defeated the main players here.

Looking at their panting and pale faces, Yu Mo felt that he had acted too harshly.

There's no way, who let me come here, a purple-haired narcissist, pretending to be inscrutable.

Said that he is like a fortune teller, looking at Yu Mo's harmless appearance, he despises and despises him.

As soon as Yu Mo arrived at the tennis court, he found out that the narcissist was actually the head of St. Rudolph's tennis department!
That's okay, Yu Mo asked Xiao Feifei to quickly collect information about that person.

"Did you find out, who is that narcissist!" Yu Mo held his breath in his heart.

Xiao Feifei rolled his eyes, "What's the rush, I found it! That man is Guan Yue, the strategist and manager of St. Rudolph. He mainly plays data balls. It is said that his ability to collect data is comparable to that of Qing Xue. dry comparison."

"Data ball~" Yu Mo rubbed his nose, "What is he doing, he is not as good as Lian Er."

Yu Mo's eyes flashed brightly, ".To deal with narcissistic people, you should give them a good smack—a slap in the face!"

Guanchu saw that the other players in the main draft were defeated by Yumo 6-0, and some of them hadn't even touched the ball.

Shock, depression, and annoyance are not enough to describe his current mood.

"Only you are left!" Yu Mo pointed at Guan Yue with his racket.

Guan Yue had a gloomy face, holding his tennis racket in one hand and playing with his hair with the other, "I've already collected your tennis data!"

Yu Mo raised his eyebrows, "You mean, you can find my weakness? We really have to wait and see."

Xiao Feifei: #主持大大Why always want to do it#
#论装的技术，who will compete with you#
As the game started, Guan Yue took the initiative and hit a tricky ball.

The ball quickly flew towards the bottom line.

Yumo pouted, and there were always people whose words and skills were not at the same height.

Taking Lingbo microsteps, in the midst of Guanyue's ecstasy, the ball has landed.

15 is better than 0
The smile on Guan Yue's face froze.

It's really not challenging, whether it's speed or strength, it can't compare with Lianji.

Yu Mo felt that he should make a quick decision. As soon as his thoughts changed, the aura around Yu Mo also changed.

In just a few minutes, Yumo continued to win 6-5.

"This is impossible!" Guan Yue was short of breath, his clothes were wet with sweat, and his feet were messy. "My data ball! Why is my data ball useless!"

The St. Rudolph's main players who watched were a little worried and watched Guanchu, whose emotions were on the verge of collapse.

They have never seen Guan Yue show such an expression, even if they lost to Qingxue, they never did.

"That's because..." Yu Mo raised the corners of his mouth, "I have fought against and won against statistical tennis players who are stronger than you!"

The ball that flew out of Yumo's racket turned into a violent wind and rushed towards Guanchu at top speed.

6 to 0! Y wins!

　Watching the new Prince of Tennis today, I don’t remember any of the names of the newcomers @_@
　　
　
(End of this chapter)