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

"Fortunately, little minister."

Maori passing by Yukimura's side sighed slightly, his arm still tingling a little, which was a sequel of a dislocated joint.

"Hard work on you, Senior Maori ."

Yukimura, dressed in a large earthy yellow coat of the Tachikai, stood up and smiled slightly at Maori and said, Yukimura has always been so gentle when facing his own people.

"I'll leave it to you, little minister."

Yukimura's smile seemed to drive away the pain in Māori's arm, but in fact he didn't have the slightest worry about the next game. The son of the god of Tachikai is not a waste, and it is not an exaggeration to describe Yukimura as a hundred victories.

"Don't worry, Senior Maori I won't let everyone down."

Yukimura's purple jewel-like eyes instantly became energetic, and the firmness revealed in his gaze made Maori a little surprised. It seems that during these hours of watching the match off the court, Yukimura's heart has long been unable to hold back, and perhaps for Yukimura, not being able to play Kimuraji in singles three is his biggest regret now.

The atmosphere at the other end of the mountain was a little dull, and everyone was looking up and sighing. The defeated Yakuzu's pale face was full of unwillingness, and with a look of anger, he walked in front of Kanya Fuda, and also in front of everyone in Yamabuki. Looking at the figure of Yakuzu not entering the distant horizon, everyone in Yamabuki shook their heads slightly, but no one blamed Yakuzu.

In the last game, to be honest, Yakuzu had already performed very well, and no one present except Kimuraji could have done better than Akuzu. The opponent's strength is really strong, although the strength is not as good as Yakuzu, but both speed and skill are far above Yakuzu.

"Hey, hey, I said you all look like I'm going to lose?"

Chishi, who returned from warming up, smiled bitterly, although he was not sure himself, but when he saw that everyone looked down on him, he still had a trace of unhappiness in his heart.

"Chishi, I advise you to be a good person..." Hearing

this, Minami Kentaro and Masami Dongfang both looked at Chiseki with a questionable look. As a school in Kanto, they have done their homework in advance about Tachikai nature.

Seiichi Yukimura, the son of God, has been a well-known figure in the youth tennis world since he was a child, and he has won various championships, whether it is his peers or players older than him, all of them have lost under him, and it is said that he has not lost a single game so far. In contrast, although Qianshi is also a genius, he is obviously much inferior.

"Are you really my teammates?"

Qianshi shook his head helplessly.

"Chishi, don't be pressured, and be careful..." Kimuraji

hesitated, still not saying Yukimura's five senses, after all, if he wanted to deal with a Senishi Yukimura, he should not be able to use such a trick as destroying the five senses.

"Got it."

Chiseki took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the stadium.

"The final of this Kanto tournament is about to begin, Yamabuki Middle School vs. Tachikai University High School Affiliated High School Singles No. 1 match, Yamabuki Middle School Chiseishi Kiyoshi vs. Tachikai University Affiliated High School Yukimura Seiichi, please both players to play!"

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"It's started, it's started!"

"The final decisive battle, I don't know if Yamabuki can win!"

"I look at the suspense, but the appearance of Tachikai is Yukimura Seiichi, the son of their minister, God!"

"yes, I heard that he has solved all the open matches so far 6-0."

"Shhh! What a horrible guy! The

horn sounded the horn for the start of the decisive battle, and suddenly the crowd that had been scattered around the stadium gathered again. The conversation in the words was full of disapproval of Yamabuki, no way, the name of Yukimura Seiichi, the son of the Tachikai Great God, was too loud.

"Chang Sheng! Tachikai is big! Always win! Tachikai is big!

"Come on, Yukimura!"

When Yukimura came to the net, there was a thunderous cheer at the scene, and everyone in Likai and those who supported them were cheering for Yukimura, and even pulled up a banner that proudly read.

Even victory in battle is fate!

This is the pride in the hearts of everyone in Lihai.

"Damn, these guys are too arrogant!"

Minami Kentaro was very unhappy, but he was helpless. Now he blames himself even more, if it weren't for the fact that he and Dongfang lost the doubles, they would have ended Tachikai Dai in the singles three.

"Be quiet, Minami. Even if we lose today, we will definitely make a comeback in the national competition, and I believe that it will be us who win!

Kimuraji's

words cheered everyone up again, yes, even if they lost this one, they would still have a chance to come again.

National Competition!

"Positive or negative?"

Yukimura in front of the net said lightly.

Yukimura becomes as ruthless as his style of playing when facing outsiders.

"Positive!"

Chiseki shrugged, this kind of thing that requires luck he believed that he would not lose.

Their eyes focused on the racket that Yukimura had left his hand, and after a moment, the corners of Chishi's mouth turned up.

“LUCK！ I was lucky today! "

Lucky Chiseki is a waste, even the son of God has to bow down to Qianshi's luck in this kind of thing.

"The match begins, a set of tiebreakers, Yamabuki Middle School Chiseki pure serve!"

Seeing this, the referee waved his hand from the high chair and blew the horn for the start of the game.

The two people who left the net with their backs suddenly froze and instantly entered the state of the game.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Senseki gently patted the tennis ball in his hand, looking for the best ball feeling.

"Son of God, isn't it? Let me weigh your jin two! "

It's all one nose and two eyes, and Chiseki doesn't think that this game really has no chance as everyone thinks.

Sou!

After throwing the ball away, Chiseki jumped violently, stretched his whole body and swung his racket to smash it down.

"Tiger Cannon!"

Rumble!

The powerful force of the jumping serve instantly knocked the tennis ball out, and the flying tennis ball changed violently, like a gold shuttle falling towards Yukimura's feet.

"More than powerful, but full of flaws!"

Yukimura spat lightly, this is his evaluation of Chishi's tiger cannon.

"What!"

Qianshi who landed on the ground felt a golden light wrapped in a wave of qi passing by his side, and a drop of cold sweat could not help but be left on his forehead.

His tiger cannon!

It was actually beaten back so easily!

"How come! Qianshi's tiger cannon was actually beaten back so simply!

Minami Kentaro exclaimed, obviously a little incredulous.

"This is Yukimura Seiichi, the son of the god of Tachikai, and his strength is a field that is difficult for ordinary people to reach."

Kimuraji's gaze was solemn, and Yukimura's performance just now surprised him a little.