Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 297 Shenji and Mori (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

soon.

The staff of the competition organizing committee restored the stadium that was damaged by Tachibana Jupei and Ma Tian Genichiro.

The fierce confrontation between the two did not destroy a large area. If you want to correct it, you can complete it in a short time.

"Next, the No. [-] singles match is about to begin!"

"It's Fudomine Middle School Ibu Fukasaki vs. Rikkai University High School Affiliated High School Mori Jusaburo. Players from both teams please get ready!"

After settling all this, the referee's voice rang again through the radio.

"coming!"

"This is one of the key matches that determines the winner of Rikkai, No. [-] singles!"

After hearing the referee's voice, the spectators outside the field immediately became excited.

of course.

If Fudo Peak can win the No. [-] singles match, then Fudo Peak will create a new history.

In 15 years, it was the first team to defeat Li Haida in the Kanto Contest.

The new king's ascension to the throne is far more exciting than the old king's coronation.

……

When Fukasaki Itake and Jusaburo Mori stood in front of the net, Mamoru Inoue in the stands immediately picked up his camera and captured the two shaking hands.

"Tachikai is in danger. It seems that their 15-year chance to dominate Kanto is about to end. Although it is impossible to overturn Tatekai's rule in this game, there is still a single fight."

"It should be Saeki in the singles match. Tatekai can force out all the strength of Fudomine, and he has also exposed all his strength. Let's see if Seigaku has a chance in the finals!"

After Inoue Mamoru put down the camera in his hand, he made a judgment on the situation of the game.

He has always had detailed reports and understood the strength of these junior high school students, and he can very clearly judge the general strength of each player.

Although in Inoue Mamoru's heart, he also hopes that some school can defeat Rikkai University.

Break this absolute dominance of more than ten years.

However, to be honest, Inoue Mamoru believes that there is almost no chance that Itake Fukaji can defeat Mori Jusaburo.

Itake Fukaji's strength is considered to be strong among today's first-year freshmen, and Inoue Mamoru can also feel the potential contained in his body.

However, Jusaburo Mori was already a nationally famous player in the national competition two years ago.

After Mouri transferred from Shitenhoji to Rikkai University, he also won the national championship with Rikkai University in last year's national competition.

After experiencing the baptism of the championship, no one can tell where Maori's strength will be now.

Let Shenji Itake, who is only now a first-year student, be compared with Jusaburo Mori, and hope that he will win.

It is also an unequal and unreasonable request for him.

……

"Senior, please give me more advice!"

In front of the net, Shinji Itake looked cold and expressionless.

"Please teach me more~"

His attitude aroused Maoli's interest, and he continued to ask with a smile on his lips.

"It's amazing. You're only in the first grade and you can be placed in the second singles position. So you are also Fudomine's ace?"

"front!"

Ibu Fukaji ignored Mori's question and still looked straight ahead with an expressionless expression.

"Eh~ You're such a boring brat again!"

Mori Jusaburo curled his lips and muttered: "It seems that the little guy in our team is interesting..."

Seeing that Mouri was still looking carefree, Fuka Ibu couldn't bear it anymore and turned the racket in his hand.

The racket lands with the wrong side facing up.

"Kid, it seems you're out of luck, so I'll hold back for now, and you'll have to be merciful later!"

Mao Li continued to speak with narrowed eyes, hoping to hear more words from this kid's mouth.

However, Itake Fukaji directly picked up the racket and walked towards the baseline of receiving the serve, still ignoring him.

"Are these brats in Tokyo all such unlovable characters?" Maori complained, suddenly nostalgic for the funny atmosphere of Shitenhoji Temple.

"The game begins! One set determines the winner!"

"Tetsukai University Affiliated High School Mori Hisaburo will serve first!"

After Itake and Fukaji stood up, the referee announced the start of the game.

"You cold-faced little guy, just let me say hello to you first!"

Mori Jusaburo looked at Itake Fukasaki opposite him, slapped the tennis ball twice, and smiled softly.

Although he was joking and looking careless, Maori was feeling hot inside at this moment.

If it were based on Maori's own character, facing such an opponent, he would definitely play for a while before getting into the zone.

But after seeing these second-year players working so hard for the game.

And in the last game, Ju Juping also showed his strength beyond that of most people.

Mori Jusaburo's heart also became hot.

And now the score is two to one.

Li Haidai's fate has also been placed in his hands.

No matter how lazy a person is, he will not remain indifferent.

Besides, as the only third-year student in two schools, Rikkai University and Fudomine.

In front of these juniors, he, Mouri Jusaburo, did not want to be embarrassed.

Especially after these guys in front have shown great strength.

More importantly, for the two juniors, Yukimura and Sanada.

If he really loses this game.

I'm afraid that before the national competition begins, neither Yukimura nor Sanada will turn a blind eye to their evasion of training.

Thinking about training, Maori felt itchy all over his body. It was absolutely unacceptable for him to train as hard as Sanada did.

boom!
Bend your knees and take steps, take off and shoot.

As Maori swung the racket in his hand, the tennis ball that had just risen to the top was hit hard by him.

The tennis ball rolled up a stream of light in the air, and almost in the blink of an eye, it shot towards the corner of Ibu Fukaji's baseline.

"This guy is exactly what the minister said, so strong! So fast!"

Ibu Shenji's eyes were fixed.

The moment Jusaburo Mori served, Fuka Ibu felt that his whole temperament had changed, and a huge pressure hit him like a stormy wave!
His mental power was extremely concentrated, but Fuka Ibu could only vaguely see the shadow of a vague tennis ball.

Souhiko's training worked at this moment, making Shenji's reaction strengthened by mental stimulation.

Under Maori's strong pressure, he still reacted, instantly judged the landing point of the tennis ball, and then caught up.

His steps just stopped.

The tennis ball immediately hit the ground and bounced back into the air.

Ibu Fukasa flipped his wrist and swung the racket, ready to hit the ball back.

However, just when Shenji's racket was swung down hard, the rebounding tennis ball suddenly accelerated incredibly again.

"This... actually has two changes..."

Before Itake Fukaji could react again, the tennis ball had already rubbed the racket and flew out of the court.

Boom~
The tennis ball collided with the iron fence behind Shenji and then fell to the court.

pat!

"ACE! Mori Jusaburo scores, the score is 15:0."

The referee's voice also sounded at the same time as the tennis ball hit the ground.

……

ps: "Ask for a monthly ticket~"

(End of this chapter)