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

Bang!

"This game was scored by Kimuraji of Yamabuki Middle School, and the score was 3:1."

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Bang!

"This game was scored by Kimuraji of Yamabuki Middle School, and the score was 4:1."

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Bang!

"The game was scored by Kimuraji of Yamabuki Middle School, and the score was 5:1."

After the waltz of the trail to collapse failed, even if it seemed to fall into a slump all of a sudden. However, it is no wonder that in the face of Kimuraji, whose five-dimensional qualities are above him, there is no hope of turning over the current Traces, unless he can further evolve his eyesight.

The sweat on the trace's body continued to flow, and the broken hair on his forehead was tightly glued together, and he was no longer as elegant as before.

"Drink... Drink..." Jibu

gasped, he really didn't expect that he would become so embarrassed one day. The trace of the large loss of physical strength has already felt that the footsteps have become a little frivolous, and the opponent is stronger than the trace has imagined.

You must know that the traces are tennis learned from England, and the protracted battle is the essence of English tennis.

"How? Traces, can't you do this? "

The game came to the seventh game, and it was Kimuraji's serve, and everyone in the ice emperor looked cold, and Kimuraji's serve meant that Kimuraji could control the trend of the game as he wanted, which was undoubtedly worse for the current traces.

Sou!

The tennis ball spiraled high into the air, and the height suddenly reminded everyone of Kimuraji's smash serve.

"Tiger Cannon!"

Bang!

The tennis ball fell hard like a cannon, splashing a puff of dust when it landed.

The concentration of the traces that lost most of the physical strength has also begun to decline, and the proud eyesight has also begun to decline at this moment.

"Game, Kimuraji, 15:0."

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"Tiger Cannon!"

Bang!

"Game, Kimuraji, 30:0."

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"Tiger Cannon!"

Bang!

"Game, Kimuraji, 40:0."

"Yamabuki Middle School Kimuraji's final point!"

Immediately after that, two heavy smash serves took away the score, and the game came to the end point of Kimuraji of Yamabuki Middle School, and the hearts of all the ice emperors sank to the bottom.

"Traces, try to become stronger, you are still too weak now!"

Kimuraji chuckled and then threw the ball.

"Tiger Cannon!"

The golden flash hanging straight down was terrifying, and the game came to the final game, and Kimuraji's status was still online.

"Weak? You say Uncle Ben is too weak? "

The self-esteem of the traces made him not allow himself to be inferior, and in elementary school everyone around England was taller and stronger than the traces, and even the skills were not below the traces.

In order to win over these people, all he can rely on is his eyesight, find out the flaws of his opponent and attack mercilessly.

Now facing the strong oppression of Kimuraji, Traces suddenly dreams back to the past, and Traces understands very clearly that all he can rely on is his eyesight.

"Where! Where the hell is it! "

Trace's eyes are staring at Kimuraji, he wants to see through Kimuraji's dead end!

Bang!

The angry track racket quickly pumped out, and the huge impact made the racket in the trace hand constantly wail.

"Where the hell is it!"

The eyes behind the ball flashed with a deep glow, and Kimura's eyes were full of flaws, but these were all illusions.

Jibu had already tried to attack these flaws, but was easily knocked back by Kimuraji. Kimuraji's exposed flaws are all fake, and the traces are looking for the true image that is covered by many illusions.

Kimuraji stepped forward, his arm whipped out from below, and a high parabola soared from Kimuraji's hand.

"It's a high hanging ball again!"

The face of the Xiangri Yue people is solemn, and in the face of the traces, the other party dares to play high hanging balls frequently, which is really confident enough.

Facing Kimuraji's "provocation", the trail did not hesitate at all, and after sprinting in two steps, he took advantage of his strength to leap into the air.

Rumble!

The perfect combination of force and potential, the trace poured its own weight and force into this ball.

Sou!

The figure of the trace fell quickly, and a wild wave of qi passed by the side of the trace, and the strong wind blew the hem of the trace's clothes.

"What!"

Trace left a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, and looked at Kimuraji who landed at the same time as himself in front of him, what kind of action was that just now!

"This move is called a goose volley! How, traces!

Kimuraji said with a slight smile.

"The match ended and Kimuraji of Yamabuki Middle School won, and the score was 6:1."

"So far, Yamabuki Junior High School won the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition with a 3:0 victory over Ice Emperor Gakuen!"

There was a round of warm applause at the scene, and Kanya Fuda's eyes were slightly moist, and Yamabuki finally won the championship of the capital competition again after many years. And Kan Fuda also believes that the Tokyu Competition will never be the end of this year's Yamabuki team, whether it is the upcoming Kanto Tournament or the national competition, and Kan Fuda also believes that Kimura will lead Yamabuki Middle School all the way through the level.

"Try to evolve, Traces! I'm waiting for you above! Kimuraji

stretched out his right hand to the front of the net.

"Huh! Uncle Ben's evolution is a thousand miles away, don't let up! "

Although I lost the game, this game made Jibu see my own shortcomings. He believed that he would be able to overcome these deficiencies before the arrival of the Kanto Competition, not to mention, his eyes were already about to move, and he felt a chill condensing in his eyes, cold and piercing!

"Oooooo

"Yamabuki! Yamabuki! Kimuraji

, who returned to the team, was unanimously cheered by all the members of Yamabuki Middle School, and now whether it is the first, second or third grade, he has completely obeyed Kimura, and Kimuraji has truly become the pillar of Yamabuki Middle School's tennis club.

"Let's go, go on stage and accept the award."

The organizers gathered all the teams back together to present medals and certificates of honor to the champions and runners-up, as well as three or four places, who will also represent Tokyo at the Kanto Grand Prix, which begins next month.

Kimura and all the people of Yamabuki have a large group photo with a golden medal on their chests, which will be displayed as a witness of history in the display case of Yamabuki Middle School's tennis club.

"Next month's Kanto Tournament, we will definitely take revenge!"

Trace looked at Yamabuki, who was receiving the moment of glory, and led the huge team of the Ice Emperor to silently exit. For this year's ambitious Jibu, it is a shame not to win the Tokyo Championship, and their Ice Emperor will carry the bitterness of this defeat and strive to be humiliated before next month's Kanto Tournament.