Net King: Age of Miracles!.

Chapter 468 467. Losing your temper!
"Dad"

"Oh, teenager, what's wrong?"

"Could it be that I dreamed of a beautiful woman at night and was obsessed with it?"

There are still 20 days before the opening of the Kanto Competition. Ryoma, who had repeated nightmares at night, finally decided to shamelessly go to his omnipotent father.

There was nothing he could do, he was really "tortured".
In the past few days, I was exhausted just from training during the day. I had to be "chased" by my white self at night, which was really difficult to deal with.

It was difficult for him to persist for so long.

But as soon as he found Nanjiro, who was lying on the board and pulling the rope with his feet to ring the bell, the first words he said made his face darken.

He hoped that the dream would be a good one, but unfortunately that "white dragon horse" doesn't seem to be a good one.

During this period of time in his dream, he finally realized what world-class strength was.

He was beaten and really had no chance of fighting back.

Huge white light hitting the ball, seamless clothes, samurai different dimension, nine-headed dragon flash.
A lot of skills or skills that he couldn't resist came swarming at him. Even if he had the impression of these moves, he was not qualified now and couldn't stop them at all.

As a result, he was knocked out of his dreams by "White Dragon Horse" every time.

He never had an advantage once
No, let alone the advantage, I didn't even win a single point.

To be honest, Ryoma was really suffocated.

So much so that during the club training during the day, he was a little "crazy" and irritable.

"actually."

It can only be said that he was really desperate and had no other choice, so he came to Nanjiro.

If other people encountered this kind of thing, they would definitely think that they were overthinking.

After all, he was playing ball with other people in his dreams, and it would be a joke to say it out.

But Ryoma is different. His brain nerves are abnormal at certain times.

In the theatrical version, after Ryoma realized that he had traveled through time, he was able to openly tell Tezuka about it and seek help from him.

He really dared to talk about many mysterious things.

"Hahaha"

"What, I thought you would definitely hold it back and not say anything."

But Nanjiro's reaction was beyond Ryoma's imagination.

Although it was still the "sneer" in his memory, the attitude he expressed surprised him.

(Already know?)
With such doubts, Ryoma looked at Nanjiro in confusion, not even paying attention to what the other party was laughing at.

On the contrary, he was very curious, how did Nanjiro know about such a mysterious thing?
"Hey, you don't understand adults' things."

"You're still a long way off."

He stood up from the clock platform, walked down, pressed Ryoma's head with his hand, and in the face of the other party's disgusted eyes, Nanjiro said leisurely.

Unless you are someone who has deep contact with other dimensions, it is impossible to react to that strange aura.

Nanjiro only felt it based on his rich experience in the past.

Otherwise, ordinary players would not notice the strange aura on Ryoma's body.

"tsk"

"So tell me how to deal with that guy in the dream!"

Curling his lips in displeasure, Ryoma did not ask how he discovered it, but wanted to know how to deal with the hidden "enemy".

"It's very simple"

"Just beat him with a tennis ball."

"Does this need to be said?"

But unexpectedly, Nanjiro's few short words immediately stunned Ryoma.

"Don't rush to refute me yet."

"If the opponent is yourself, wouldn't it be easier to win?"

"Or do you think your opponent is stronger than you?"

"Born from your spirit, how could it be stronger than yourself."

Before he could say anything, Nanjiro's next words silenced him.

"Don't think too highly of your opponents."

"It's always you."

Pointing to his head, Nanjiro reminded with a slight smile. "."

Frowning, Ryoma could only vaguely feel that Nanjiro's words were not that simple.

"The rebellious period is unique to teenagers"

Turned around and walked towards the inner court, leaving only a slight word.

(Always me.myself?)
Recalling what Nanjiro said before, Ryoma began to think.

After such a reminder, he seemed to have figured out something.

(if it is like this)

(That makes sense.)
After roughly understanding what happened, Ryoma's eyes flashed with a strange light.

........................

"call"

In the middle of the night, Ryoma, who had obviously fallen asleep long ago, came to the huge stadium in his dream this time.

I don’t know how many times this was the first time I came here. Ryoma looked at the fluttering flags of many countries and already recognized where this place was.

The venue of the World Championship Finals!

The reason why this kind of stage appears is undoubtedly the memory of the future itself.

In other words, the scene in memory was used by "White Dragon Horse".

Even though there is no one here now, without any spectators or other players, there is no doubt that this is the event that Ryoma has experienced in the future.

"boom!!"

The familiar light hit the ball from the front, and Ryoma was able to deal with it calmly at this moment.

"boom!!"

The golden light ball flickered, and Ryoma used the same technique to hit it back.

Sweet spot technology.
He has mastered this technique, which requires finely rubbing and tapping the hit area.

It’s not a big problem to hit light shots now.

"come yet?"

But then, he saw the "White Dragon Horse" begin to exude a strange brilliance.

Pure white light enveloped the surroundings, and his movements sped up a lot in an instant.

Perfect!

"If you don't realize this, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat you in my life, right?"

Looking at the tennis ball flying quickly in front of him, Ryoma felt his body weakening, but he did not waver in any way.

Instead, he used a calm attitude and used the sweet spot to hit the ball back.

"boom!!"

Bailongma rarely missed this ball and lost a point.

"You have always just used his memory, experience and appearance."

"That's not your thing at all."

"How about showing your true face?"

The white brilliance had dissipated, and even the terrifying aura it had before was no longer there.

Ryoma stared at him with calm eyes, and said solemnly.

The white figure began to collapse, as if the body was disintegrating, and finally revealed a dark shadow.

"!?"

When he saw the other person's face clearly, Ryoma didn't know how to describe it.

Because this player has no clear shape at all.

In other words, except for the hand that looked like it was holding a racket, all other parts were obscured by blurry shadows, making it impossible to see what kind of creature was inside.

"really"

"People in different dimensions can also get angry and so on."

"I'm really far behind."

　PS: Make up for yesterday's ..
　　I went to bed at six o'clock, but woke up at 01:30 in the morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)