Net King: Obtain Kise Ryota’s ability at the beginning

Stadium XV is right next door to Pitch XVI.

This bottom-up pitch, which had not been paid much attention to, attracted many people to watch the game at the moment.

Watch today's shuffle battle between Courts 16 and 15.

Where have the people of Pitch 16 and Court 15 seen such a big scene, and usually even shuffle battles in these two stadiums are rarely arranged.

It's like two abandoned courts.

Two transparent courts.

They are also very self-aware and know their own pounds.

Rarely cause trouble, just to be able to stay safely in the U-17 training camp.

After all, when they were first selected, they were all the proud children of their respective schools, elite players.

How humiliating it would be to be eliminated and returned by the U-17 training camp.

So they say that they will survive in this No. 16 and No. 15 courts.

When the protagonist appeared, everyone at Court 16 was shocked.

Isn't this the newcomer who was personally brought to their No. 16 pitch by Coach Kurobe yesterday!

The leader of Court Sixteen had an envious look in his eyes.

He knew that Kimura must be a genius who was very favored by the coaching staff, so he was arranged for a shuffle battle the next day.

For Kimuraji, Course Sixteen is just his starting point, not definitely not his end.

When Oni Jujiro, Shuji Tanishima, and Sota Irie arrived at the No. 15 Stadium, they were also a little surprised to see that the surrounding area was full of spectators.

"Looks like the training camp is going to start to lively!"

Shuji Tadashima said with a hint of a bad smile.

The last time this training camp was so lively was when Yue Zhi Yueguang fought all the way from the fifth court.

The waves set off by the moonlight of Yue Zhi that time were much more than now.

The training camp, which had been silent for a long time, became lively again, but what did this have to do with him.

As a melon-eating mass, he naturally hopes that the more ripe this melon is, the better.

Irie's doll had a shallow smile on his face, and he was definitely a great opportunity to test Kimuraji's strength.

He had a hunch that this was another raptor that was going to cross the river.

And most likely a juvenile raptor crossing the river.

......

When Kimuraji and his rival Edogawa stood across the court, the difference in physique became apparent.

Although Kimuraji is already tall in junior high school, he is still a little inferior to the Edogawa first-class in the face of the third year of high school.

Not to mention Edogawa's huge size.

The two immediately dwarfed each other as soon as they were compared.

Kimuraji is a very strange player for Edogawa first-class, but just by looking at the body shape of the two people, he let go of the heart hanging in his heart.

This guy in front of him looks like a little devil whose hair has not yet grown.

"Little ghost, I will definitely take good care of you later!"

Edogawa showed a very cruel smile, and the hand that was clasped with Kimuraji suddenly strained.

He wants to give this little devil in front of him a dismount.

"What!"

But soon Edogawa felt a tingling pain coming from his hand, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his right hand, but his right hand seemed to be pinched by iron tongs, and he couldn't move.

A cold sweat flowed, and the pain made Edogawa want to shout out loudly.

But he held back.

Now with so many people around here, if he shouts in pain, wouldn't it be a shame.

"Huh..."

a smile appeared on Kimuraji's mouth, he was not a good stubble.

If you want to give him a dismount, he will not be polite.

When Kimuraji let go of his hand, Edogawa covered his right hand around his waist and rubbed it.

It really hurts a person.

"The match begins, a set tiebreaker, Edogawa's first-class serve!"

There are naturally full-time referees in the training camp, and they are all professional.

Not only that, but there are also a lot of black-clothed judges fiddling with Hawkeye and computers, which makes many people more concerned.

Even the shuffle battles in the higher-ranked stadiums may not be able to have such battles.

Obviously this game has an unusual meaning in it, and it must have something to do with the newcomer.

It was not easy to let the stinging pain in his right hand disappear, and Edogawa's first-class face had a slight scowl on his face.

This imp is really looking for death!

Shh~~~

Edogawa's first-class left hand pressed tightly against the fluff surface of the tennis ball, he wanted to give this little devil a little color.

"Magnum bomb!"

After throwing the ball away, Edogawa swung his racket and quickly hit the tennis ball at the high point, and the tennis ball shot out like a bullet tried to penetrate everything in front of it.

Kimuraji bowed his head slightly, and the high school student was indeed a high school student.

Even the bottom high school students in this U-17 camp have a pretty good standard, at least compared to the average for middle school students.

But it's still too far behind him.

Ancient martial arts - short go!

Kimuraji, who opened the fight, immediately attracted the attention of many people at the scene, and such a shooting action they had never seen before.

Bang!

With a bang, a wave of air split the air and smashed into the ground, and the bouncing tennis ball flew out of the court like thunder and down Edogawa's first-class cheek.

"Game, Kimuraji, 15:0."

......

Kimuraji scored directly back the ball, and the scene immediately fell silent.

Everyone was shocked by Kimuraji's sharp response.

Although Edogawa's first-class strength is also the last in the entire training camp, he is also a player who is known for his serve.

His McGnon's bouncy serve, while it may seem like that to some of the top players, is still a slight threat to most players on the court.

Many people's faces sank, and it was really the same as they thought.

This newcomer must be a helper from the Byodo Institute who doesn't know where to find it, in order to squeeze out another person who is in the first army of their senior year.

Edogawa slowed down for a long time before coming back to his senses.

"Coincidence! It must be a coincidence!

He didn't believe that a little ghost could beat his trick back so easily.

After switching to the left tee line, Edogawa threw the ball again.

"Magnum bomb!"

This time his strength is heavier, and the speed, power and penetration of this ball are stronger than the previous one.

After serving, Edogawa looked at the opposite side with a hint of expectation, and he believed that the imp on the opposite side would not be able to take it.

And yet....

Kimuraji stepped forward, his gaze as sharp as a sword.

His counterattack arrived just as the tennis ball bounced.

Super Half Volley!

Bang!

The same script again.

A yellow glow swept past Edogawa's first-class cheeks, and the wind pressure brought up made Edogawa's first-class sweaty hair stand up.

"Game, Kimuraji, 30:0."

The referee's ruthless voice sounded in the ears of Edogawa first-class.

"How is this... Maybe!

Edogawa's

eyes instantly drifted, and his heart was easily defeated by Kimuraji.

Players like him who are willing to shrink at the bottom will soon be broken up once they are crushed.

This is the mediocrity of mediocre people.