Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 194 Demonized Kirihara, the gap in the tennis system!
"Exchange venues!"

His eyes calmly glanced at the two Fudomines. Although he lost his serve at the beginning, Sanada still looked sharp and calm.

"Kirihara."

"Yes!"

With a cold shout, Kirihara Akaya stood up straight as a reflex and responded immediately. Due to his usual strict requirements, even in the red-eyed state, Kirihara was still controlled by Sanada.

Before turning around, Kirihara gritted his teeth and glanced at the opposite side, feeling suffocated in his heart.

"Do you want to defeat me?"

Along with a cold murmur, black arrogance suddenly swayed on the surface of Itake Shinji's body.

shuh~
Stretching out his left hand, he threw the tennis ball high, and with a touch of his toes, he suddenly jumped up.

In mid-air, his eyes lowered and glanced at Kirihara Akaya on the bottom line. A cold light appeared in his eyes, and a fierce and wild aura rushed towards the opposite side.

"Not only the strength and speed, but also the rotational intensity has increased a lot."

Tennis fought back at an extremely tricky angle.

"What a disgusting way to play."

Bang!
The racket was shaking violently, and Kirihara's face was hideous. He found that the tennis ball was spinning even more violently, and he seemed to be about to escape at any moment.

"That little devil Kirihara."

Bang!
The whistle of the tennis ball was particularly clear, and a sharp black stream of light broke through the air like feathers. When it bounced from the ground, it looked like an eagle flapping its wings.

"Okay! Watch me fight back!"

Not only that, the speed, power, and spin of every ball played by the opponent are gradually increasing.

At this moment, Kirihara's offensive intention was clearly exposed in this ball, without any cover.

Swish!
Turn your body sideways naturally, raise your arms and pull up, and the tennis ball slides across the entire racket surface.

"You're a bad boy!"

Kirihara lowered his body very low, pushed hard with the soles of his feet, and pressed forward regardless. The moment the tennis ball bounced and passed by him, the racket had also arrived.

call out--

The stamina is constantly decreasing, and the return of the ball is getting stronger.

"but."

With a cold scolding, Ibu Fukaji quickly moved out of the way and found a suitable hitting point to hit back.

"Do you think I will do what you want, idiot!"

"The target was the knee again."

欻欻欻.
Violent force is constantly struggling within the racket surface.

Feeling the sharp aura pressing down on him, Kirihara Akaya's eyes became bloodier and bloodier, and his expression became a little more crazy. His rationality seemed to be completely gone, but this mania just eliminated the influence of wildness.

Chasing balls are not uncommon in tennis matches, but chasing balls for the purpose of scoring and dangerous balls that simply attack the opponent are completely different things.

Bang!
Bang!
In front of the net, Tachibana kept a close eye on Sanada.

Kirihara is experiencing both physical and mental torture. Once he can no longer bear it, it will be difficult to stand up again.

Bang!
Ibu Fukaji dodged the blow to his knee, swung his arm sharply, and the racket turned into an afterimage, covering the tennis ball.

call out!
The right hand racket was blocked, and the tennis ball was pulled out in a light yellow curve. Although the spin was stronger, it was still pulled back by Kirihara in the red-eyed state, and it was pointed directly at Ibu Fukaji's body.

Like a fox's eyes narrowing slightly, before Niou could finish his words, another voice sounded from the front.

"This is a test that Kirihara must go through. Tatekai does not allow any blind spots."

After hitting the tennis ball, Ibu Shinji's eyes flashed slightly. Compared with the Kanto Competition, Kirihara Akaya's strength has improved significantly.

Kirihara slid quickly and reached his right baseline.

Bang!
The tennis ball instantly twisted and flattened, and a ferocious yellow light flew across the net in an instant.

Watching the fierce fight on the court, Nioh frowned slightly as he watched Kirihara running back and forth.

Opening his brown eyes, Yukimura's gentle face revealed domineering, but there was a hint of coldness in his closeness.

The wrist flicked slightly, turning the fierce force into nothingness, and then the racket sliced ​​out.

His eyes glanced at the baseline of Kirihara's backhand, and the tennis ball drew a golden arc with a large angle.

From the perspective of ordinary viewers, Kirihara and Itake Fukasaki seemed to be engaging in an evenly matched bottom line battle, which was very exciting and intense.

"Seeing Akaya being played with like this makes Sanada really cruel."

But actually
Itake Fukaji is using his own method, constantly mobilizing Kirihara to run at both ends of the baseline, consuming his energy.

On the side, Yanagi Renji completed what Nioh had not finished.

"I'm completely being manipulated by the opponent."

The yellow streamer kept hitting back and forth on the bottom line of the court, and Itake Fukaji and Kirihara Aka also started a fierce bottom line attack.

Ibu Shinji frowned greatly, and a look of displeasure appeared on his plain face.

Tap tap tap.
Kirihara didn't dare to be careless and quickly chased the tennis ball with his body.

However.
A scene beyond his expectation occurred. The tennis ball that landed on the baseline suddenly soared upwards after touching the ground.

"This is!"

Kirihara's crimson eyes shrank, and obvious surprise flashed through his rage. This familiar ball path
shuh~
The tennis ball flew high into the sky and landed nowhere until a few seconds later.

"I've got the tennis ball!"

In the audience in the stands, a fat man raised his arms and shouted excitedly, holding a tennis ball in his palm, his face full of unexpected joy.

"Yunying's return from the lob"

Itake Fukaji groaned in his heart, and the referee announced the score.

"Fudomine Middle School Ibu Fukaji scores, 15-0!"

Bang!
The tennis ball was thrown up, and yellow light bloomed from the surface of the racket again.

Bang!
Bang!
"Are you just looking at it like this?"

In front of the net, Tachibana didn't understand Sanada's choice. Even with his own marking, the opponent had more than one support opportunity.

But he still stayed in front of the net with his old spirit, ignoring his partner.

"It's his turn."

Sanada replied coldly that he had no intention of intervening in the confrontation between the two, but under the brim of the black hat, a cold and sharp gaze stared closely at Ju Juping.

It seems that whenever Ju Juping makes a move, he will respond immediately.

Bang!
"Fudomine Middle School Ibu Fukaji scores, 30-0!"

Bang!
"Fudomine Middle School Ibu Fukaji scores, 40-0!"

Bang!
"Game, Fudomine Middle School Ibu Fukaji, 2-0!"

"It's so strong. He's only a first-year player and can play with such superb skills. Fudomine's Ibu Fukaji is so awesome!"

"In comparison, Li Hai's super nova has been completely suppressed."

"Perhaps, this game will be decided by the difference in first grade!"

creak creak
He clenched the tennis ball tightly with his finger joints, and the sound of discussion in the audience reached his ears. Kirihara Akaya's face was covered with sweat and anger.

"Shut up, everyone!"

hateful! I
Swish!
The tennis ball was thrown up, and Kirihara's body suddenly bounced up. His bent and compressed arms suddenly exerted force, and his elbows turned inward and buckled hard.

".I can't lose anymore!!"

Bang!
With a sharp arc of a large angle, the irregularly rotating ball accurately landed in the corner of the receiving area on the right outer boundary of Jujuping.

Tsk! After the tennis ball rubbed violently with the ground, it suddenly bounced towards an unexpected angle.

"Nice knuckle serve!"

Looking at the tennis ball hitting his cheek, Ju Juping shivered slightly and took a step to his side.

Bang!
He swung his arm at the bouncing tennis ball, and the strong irregular rotation was directly caught by him. Then he raised his arm upwards, and a fierce baseline swing appeared on the court.

Buzz!

The blood-red arrogance ignited, and Ju Jueping's tyrannical lion aura rushed toward the opposite side unceremoniously.

"hiss"

For a moment, the spectators near the stadium felt their hearts tightening and couldn't help but take a breath.

As for Kirihara Akaya, who was facing the lion's aura, his hair was standing on end at this moment. Even the rage in the red-eyed state could not completely offset Tachibana's terrifying aura.

"Damn it, damn it-"

"What I want is to surpass those three geniuses and become the number one student at the best school in the country."

"Who is that Fudomine Ibu Fukaji?!"

"What does it mean to be orange and orange?!"

Clenching his teeth and exposing his blood-red gums, Kirihara Akaya felt very unwilling. His questions from the bottom of his heart made him full of anger.

Bang!
After shaking the ball with his backhand, Kirihara slapped the tennis ball back with a ferocious expression.

Bang!
Bang!
The intense confrontation on the field started again.

"Akiye's concentration is even more terrifying."

He stopped chewing bubble gum and looked at Akaya Kirihara, whose movements on the court were becoming more concise and direct. A glimmer of expectation appeared in Marui Bunta's eyes.

"To interrupt his rhythm!"

Seeing Kirihara's momentum getting more and more amazing after every hit, Tachibana realized that he must not be allowed to continue, otherwise the game would become more difficult.

tread!
"Stop!"

As soon as Tachibana took a step to the left, the gaze from Sanada was like a cold blade against his forehead, causing him to pause slightly.

"Deputy Minister Tachibana, leave it to me."

Itake Fukaji's always calm voice sounded behind him, and his eyes as cold and ruthless as gold were fixed on Kirihara Akaya.

Swish!
The stream of light hit, and the racket in his hand was raised. When the tennis ball fell to the ground, Ibu Fukasaki's racket sharply pumped upwards, and the entire racket surface brushed against the tennis ball.

Bang!
The golden arc of the moon at a large angle appeared on the court again.

Seeing this scene, the audience on the high platform behind became eager to try to catch a tennis ball as a souvenir.

however.

Tap tap tap tap
A burst of violent and chaotic footsteps sounded, and the ominous sound made the eager audience shiver down, as if a demon had appeared.

"Giggle Jie Jie Jie——"

Before the tennis ball hit the ground, the bright yellow skirt appeared at the landing point at the same time, and the racket was swung down quickly, but the arm holding the racket handle was a creepy red.

"W-what kind of monster is this?! It's a devil——"

There was a commotion of fear from the audience, and they followed their gazes.

At this moment, Kirihara Akaya's hair turned white, her skin turned red, and even her pupils glowed a demonic light green.

"Let me dye you all red!"

The tennis ball had just bounced, and before it could fly high into the air, the racket violently hit it out.

bang——

Kumotaka's spin was instantly shattered by Kirihara, and the tennis ball immediately exploded and flew back. The terrifying momentum symbolized Kirihara Akaya's new evolution.

"Demonization."

Looking at Kirihara off the field, Yuki Satoru murmured softly.

On the basis of the red-eyed state, while further evolving strength and speed, the only thought left in the mind is "destroy the opponent", which is an out-and-out violent tennis state.

now.

This vicious tennis ball, glowing with blood, was hitting Ibu Fukaji's face.

"This kind of tennis hurts others and hurts yourself, and in the end it will lead to your own destruction!"

In a flash, Ju Juping appeared in front of the ball.

His eyebrows were raised, his expression was serious and cold, and he showed obvious disgust and rejection of Kirihara's changes at this moment.

violent tennis
Once upon a time, I was playing tennis like this!
However, focusing on violence will only destroy your opponents and even the tennis players you recognize.

This kind of tennis has no future!

"The roar of the lion, the roar of the wild lion!"

With a low roar in his heart, as Ju Juping waved his arms, powerful power burst out from the surface of the racket.

Bang!
With this beat, the power on the tennis ball was shattered at once, and the tennis balls in the sky instantly shot towards the Tatekai University Stadium.

Such a gap.

The demonized Kirihara Akaya also looked startled.

But with his daze, a new confrontation has begun.

"Unmoving as a mountain!"

A figure suddenly appeared in the midfield position, with his feet spread and his center of gravity lowered slightly.

In a daze, it seemed as if there were towering mountains blocking all the tennis balls in the sky, and the shadows disappeared, leaving only a real yellow ball shadow in the end.

Bang!
Sanada took a step back in an instant and swung the racket downwards with a reverse cassock chop. The sound of breaking through the air was deep and deep, and the tennis ball was hit by it for sure.

"It's topspin!"

With a burst of momentum, Ju Juping's sharp eyes accurately captured the ball.

Although [Mountain]'s defense was strong, its counterattack was too straightforward and gave itself enough opportunities.

Tread!

Taking two steps forward to meet the ball, Ju Juping jumped into the air, his black clothes rustling.

He raised his right foot and hooked his knee, a strange movement like a lion's tail, with the racket in front of his chest, and a terrifying momentum was brewing.

"Here it comes, Vice Minister Tachibana's explosive ball dance!"

Uchimura Kyosuke shouted in a low voice.

Sure enough, the next moment.

Bang!
The racket frame was pulled down horizontally, and the tennis ball, which was almost sunken into a U-shape, shot out, causing the air to surge and vibrate.

Swish swish!
The moment it flew over the net, the tennis ball immediately split into countless pieces. The trajectories were numerous and extremely confusing, making it difficult to distinguish.

"Unmoving as a mountain!"

Looking up and seeing the shadows of balls filling the sky, Sanada refused to give in. He opened his steps and used the majestic meaning of "mountain" again.

Just this time.

The chaotic ball path was like a confused yarn, and streaks of yellow light shot out from directions that Sanada couldn't defend.

Swish!
Kirihara tried to intercept the explosive ball in the backcourt and waved his racket quickly, but he chose the wrong position.

"Fudomine Tachibana Orange Ping Score."

(End of this chapter)