Net King: This player is backed by justice

"So, is this true? Jinguji."

"Huh? What did you say?"

Everyone in Qingxue felt ashamed when they saw Jinguji Hikaru's confused expression.

Have you lost your memory or have we lost our memory?

Seeing everyone's choked expressions, Jinguji Hikaru couldn't help laughing.

"What I mean is? Are you asking about whether the Neon team is really bad, or whether Nanjiro Echizen really joined the Spanish team?"

This guy is still as sinister as ever.

Everyone in Qingxue, who had caught the flash of amusement in Jinguji Hikaru's eyes, didn't bother to argue with him at this time.

"Both."

"Oh, that's all true!"

Then don’t list it out specifically!

"I didn't expect it to be true."

Dashi's expression was a bit complicated.

Although he has no idea of ​​playing tennis as a career, nor does he have any extravagant expectations that he can enter the national team, but now he hears that the captain he has always trusted said that his country's team is not good, and he always feels very complicated.

After all, who among the young people has not dreamed of contributing to the country?

Looking at everyone who looked a little disappointed, Jinguji Hikaru and Tezuka Kunimitsu looked at each other, thought for a while before speaking.

"Well, you don't have to be too disappointed."

Jinguji Hikaru's eyes were indifferent and he said unhurriedly.

"The reason why I say the Neons can't do it is because they really can't do it."

Listening to the Lord's words is like listening to the words.

"But, if you really say it's hopeless, that's not true."

Jinguji Hikaru changed the subject.

"It's just that, for some reason, it's so disgusting that I'm too lazy to put in the effort, but if you are willing,"

He looked at everyone with a smile on his face and said softly.

"I'm really looking forward to meeting you as a brand new Neon team in the World Series."

“Meet each other in the World Series!!!”

Everyone in Qingxue exclaimed in unison.

"Can we?!"

Kikumaru's eyes lit up and he said expectantly.

"You can really serve as a player on the national team and participate in the World Series or something like that!"

"of course."

Jinguji Hikaru nodded.

"I told you in advance that due to the changes in the competition system this year, the situation in which high school students were the players in the past has changed. A certain proportion of junior high school students must be added."

"That's why Tezuka and I joined the British and German teams."

Tezuka Kunimitsu also nodded, indicating that Jinguji Hikaru was right.

Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes slightly and said warmly.

"So, we really have a chance to meet Jinguji and Tezuka in the World Series."

"That's so cool!"

Takeshi Momoro shouted excitedly.

"Competing in the World Championship makes people excited just thinking about it!"

Dashi, who had been silent all this time, his eyes were quite excited at this time.

If this is really the case, does it mean that I still have the last period of time to be able to play tennis with everyone?

How about we spend more time with each other?

"So work hard."

Jinguji Hikaru chuckled.

At this moment, the so-called national competition is no longer a top priority for everyone in the youth academy. The third-year members who originally wanted to win this year's national competition as the final finisher, because of Jinguji Hikari's words, This makes the fire in your heart burn even brighter.

An ambition that gradually fell silent once again appeared in everyone's eyes.

Looking at those two pairs, it was like the look in their eyes when they first participated in the national competition with him reappeared, Jinguji Hikaru smiled knowingly.

Maybe there is no feast that lasts forever, but at least, we all know that we are under the same sky. This thought is enough.

"Let's go to our old place, Hecun. Uncle's craftsmanship has improved again."

"Well, we have introduced a few more special dishes recently."

"Really? Then you must try it, GOGOGO!"

Echizen Ryoma, who was walking at the end, looked a little confused.

Therefore, when my dad joins the Spanish team and becomes the head coach, he has no choice but to face it.

It was actually not a big deal that Jinguji Hikaru revealed to Inoue that Echizen Nanjiro became the head coach of the Spanish team.

The head coach of a national team not only cannot hide, but also has no need to hide.

At least those who should know, such as a coach-level figure like Mifune Iridou, will definitely know.

The reason why Echizen Nanjiro was able to hide it so well should be that he kept a low profile. In addition, he felt that it would be embarrassing to tell the matter, so the Neon Team also secretly suppressed the news.

At least Jinguji Hikaru doesn’t think it’s impossible for the Neon Team not to compete for Echizen Nanjiro.

"Ah, the Kawamura family's food is still so delicious."

After celebrating with everyone, Jinguji Hikari walked slowly towards his home.

But halfway along, he suddenly saw a person leaning on the side of the road, waiting for him.

The dark green, mature and a bit quaint sportswear gave off a wild and violent feeling, and the silver-gray hair shone coldly like the fangs of wild beasts under the street lights.

He stared straight at Jinguji Hikaru with cold and dangerous eyes.

Most people would have been scared away by the other person's eyes.

Jinguji Hikaru smiled helplessly and said: "Akutsu, can't you restrain your bad aura a little? It will affect your image very much."

Although what he is doing now is no different from the villains in hot-blooded comics.

"Stop being so verbose! Don't give me orders!"

Akutsu said impatiently, with a cold attitude.

"I'm ready for whatever you want me to do."

"Oh, yeah, that's really nice."

Jinguji Hikaru smiled casually, Akutsu was talking about going abroad.

"It seems that Yamabuki didn't make it to the national competition, but he gave you a lot of time."

This year's Yamabuki was defeated by Fudoho and did not even enter the national competition.

"Humph!"

Akutsu didn't say anything about not entering the national competition, but he was very concerned and unhappy in his heart.

"Besides, I have already learned the moves you taught me."

"Oh, really, that's not bad."

Hearing this, a ray of light suddenly flashed deep in Jinguji Hikaru's eyes, he looked at Akutsu meaningfully and smiled.

"In that case, do you want me to try it out to see how well you master it?"

"Be careful and ask for trouble!"

Akutsu said coldly, and then walked straight towards somewhere.

Looking at the racket tucked under his arm, Jinguji Hikari shook his head helplessly.

Is your intention not obvious enough?

"What an awkward person."

Thinking that there would only be more and more problematic people in his team in the future, Jinguji Hikaru helplessly shook his head and complained.

"If this continues, why not call us pirates instead of navy."

I am the man who wants to become the Pirate King!

After smiling inexplicably, Jinguji Hikari followed Akutsu slowly.

He is really looking forward to Akutsu's current level, after all

Jinguji Hikaru stared at Akutsu's back with inexplicable and expectant eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

This is the body that is most suitable for Six Styles that he has ever encountered. Finding an open court is always a fairly simple matter.

"Da da da."

Jinguji Hikaru casually lit the tennis ball with the racket frame, but his eyes did not fall on the tennis ball at all. He just looked at Akutsu opposite him calmly and relaxedly.

"Do I need to give you some time to warm up?"

"Stop blabbering and let's get started!"

Akutsu interrupted Jinguji Hikaru impatiently.

"Okay, I'm really impatient."

Jinguji Hikaru shrugged his shoulders and gave it a light pick with his racket.

"Oh!"

The tennis ball flew away thinking about Akutsu.

"You serve first."

"Snapped."

Akutsu held the tennis ball with one hand and glared at Jinguji Hikari coldly, but although his eyes were very fierce, they were slightly different from before.

He is very serious, and at the same time, he can intuitively and deeply feel Akutsu's desire for victory.

"Oh!"

The wild and powerful body stretched in the air, and then closed it like the fangs of a beast, hitting the tennis ball hard.

"Whoosh!"

The tennis ball flew straight towards Jinguji Hikari's court with a cold whistling sound.

Tread.

With nimble steps, Jinguji Hikaru calmly caught the tennis ball and hit it back with a backhand!

"Oh!"

"Then, let's start the show, Akutsu."

His eyes were playful, as if he were an audience waiting for a good show to take place.

It has to be said that Jinguji Hikaru always knows how to stimulate Akutsu.

With a gentle word, Yajiujin frowned, and then the beast in his body that was eager to devour people broke out of the cage again.

"Shh!"

Akutsu suddenly started, and his body quickly intercepted the tennis ball that was still in mid-air.

"Don't order me!"

Akutsu snorted coldly and struck hard at the tennis ball, knocking it back instantly.

Yusha caught up with the tennis ball that had not yet landed. As expected of Akutsu, he played really aggressively.

It has to be said that Akutsu's first goal impressed Jinguji Hikaru.

This also shows Akutsu's mastery of shaving.

The moment Akutsu used the shaver, Jinguji Hikaru clearly observed the exaggerated explosion of Akutsu's leg muscles. Those muscles, which are blessed with elasticity and toughness, gave Akutsu extremely exaggerated athletic ability.

"tread!"

Jinguji Hikaru's foot was also heavily stepped on, exactly like Akutsu's action just now, he caught up with the tennis ball that had not yet landed, and hit him with another backhand.

"Oh!"

"cut!"

Akutsu snorted in displeasure, gritted his teeth secretly, and once again used the razor to catch up with the tennis ball.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The tight and rapid sound of hitting the ball makes people's hearts beat faster and breathing becomes difficult.

Akutsu, who wanted to compete with Jinguji Hikaru, kept using Shazhi, trying to break Jinguji Hikari's defense in the most direct and sharp way, but

"The Six Styles are not just about shaving."

Jinguji Hikaru's eyes flashed, his figure appeared in front of the tennis ball, and he softly uttered two words.

"Point gun!"

"Oh!"

The originally very fast pace was accelerated again because of the pointing gun.

"Don't even think about it!"

Akutsu growled, his eyes like a beast locked on its prey, exuding terrifying aggression.

"tread!"

Use Shaver again to chase the tennis ball, but...

"Whoosh!"

what!

Akutsu watched in surprise as the second-accelerated tennis ball passed by him.

"Snapped!"

The unblocked tennis ball hit the net behind Akutsu, making a crisp sound.

"It's too simple, Akutsu."

Jinguji Hikari looked at Akutsu with a smile.

"You still have a lot to learn about timing and rhythm."

"Tennis is not that simple."

"Humph!"

I don't know if he was anxious to regain his position, but Akutsu did not refute Jinguji Hikaru's words, but continued to coldly urge Jinguji Hikaru to hurry up and prepare.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Next, Akutsu also performed the remaining six naval moves in succession, and the degree of completion far exceeded Jinguji Hikaru's expectations.

Hikaru Jinguji is quite satisfied with Akutsu's physical talent that is visible to the naked eye, but what surprises Hikaru Jinguji even more is Akutsu's subtle and constantly improving sense of tennis.

As he continued to fight with himself, his use of the Sixth Form of the Navy became more reasonable. He was no longer monotonously using it alone, but was able to have some superficial coordination, and

Looking at Akutsu who was always highly focused, Jinguji Hikaru keenly smelled something different. It seemed that there was a more terrifying power hidden in Akutsu's body.

So now the question is simple, how to force out the power in a beast?

Just drive it to a desperate situation!

"So...the warm-up is over now."

Jinguji Hikari said softly to Akutsu with a smile in his eyes.

what!

Akujin's heart suddenly suddenly felt, and he instinctively sensed a sense of crisis. The next second...

"Whoosh!"

Golden light passed by him, and his pupils, which were originally highly concentrated, expanded slightly, and then suddenly shrank.

An indescribable, faint feeling of confusion lingered in my heart.

Turning his head to look at the tennis balls rolling on the ground behind him, Akutsu felt irritable for the first time because of this inexplicable feeling of emptiness.

"You guy!"

Akutsu glared fiercely at Jinguji Hikaru, obviously very unwilling to lose the goal just now.

"I said, Akutsu, you shouldn't be so naive."

Jinguji Hikaru looked at Akutsu with a chuckle, but his eyes were full of ridicule and absurdity.

"You don't expect to be able to defeat me just by relying on the Sixth Marine Style."

"Who do you think taught you the Sixth Form of the Navy?"

Akutsu's fluttering words immediately stimulated Akutsu, who once learned the Sixth Form of the Navy and realized the progress of his strength, once again faced the cruel reality.

That is, my so-called progress is not worth mentioning in front of the person in front of me!

Akutsu clenched his fists tightly without leaving any trace.

"So Akutsu, what other methods do you have now?"

Jinguji Hikaru's eyes were still so condescending.

"If it's just to show what you learned from me, that's enough. If you want to continue,"

"Just come up with something that makes my eyes shine." (End of Chapter)