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

"Yukimura!"

The hearts of everyone in Lihai sank, and Kimuraji was really strong.

Since they knew Yukimura, this is the first time they have seen Yukimura fall behind in a fight with someone else.

However, in the hearts of all of them, they still believed that the person who won the final victory would be their minister Yukimura!

This is the belief of all of them.

The two sides exchange courts.

Yukimura and Kimura passed by, and it was the first time they had personally met.

Crouch in the backfield.

At this moment, Yukimura did not have any bad emotions because of the loss of the previous game.

For him, except for the first time he met Sanada in elementary school, he has never fought so hard again.

For Yukimura, this is just the beginning of the game, as long as he hasn't lost yet, he still has a chance!

"Yukimura, I'm going on!"

Kimuraji read a hint of excitement in Yukimura's eyes, as did he.

Ancient Martial Arts - Izumo!

The unique posture opened up again, and many spectators who had watched the match between Kimura and Tezuka immediately came to their senses.

Is it coming!

Yamabuki Junior High School Kimuraji's ancient martial arts tennis!

Rumble!

The moment the racket hits the tennis ball, the powerful kinetic energy pushes the tennis ball out like a cannonball.

Yukimura's eyes froze slightly, he knew that the power of this ball was extraordinary.

Tread!

Although he knows that the power of this ball cannot be underestimated, Yukimura will not give up just like that.

He quickly moved to the back of the tennis ball and swung his hands firmly towards the bouncing tennis ball.

倏~~

~倏~~~

The wild air flow swept around Yukimura's hand like a whirlpool, and the tennis ball constantly rubbed the beat line on the racket surface.

The ball was heavier than Yukimura expected, but Yukimura is not a vegetarian either.

In terms of the five dimensions of light, Yukimura is on a par with Tezuka.

Bang!

A cluster of golden beams of light galloped out from Yukimura's hand.

"It's really Yukimura!"

A flash of approval flashed in Kimura's eyes, and he pulled forward and rushed towards the landing point of the tennis ball.

Kimura didn't pause to jerk hard toward the tennis ball, and his degree of control over his body was undoubtedly extremely high, which allowed him to fight back without much movement to stabilize his center of gravity.

"I'm not going to give up, Kimura!"

Yukimura's face was full of excitement, and he enjoyed the oppressive game.

"Four Gods Performing Martial Arts - White Tiger!"

Kimura let out a low sigh, and a golden light shone from his hand.

Rumble!

The terrifying aura that struck Yukimura's hair stood up, but Yukimura flagrantly swung his racket towards the flying golden light mass without hesitation.

Rumble!

There was another boom, and a cloud of dust rolled up in Yukimura's field.

The smoke and dust soon dissipated in the summer breeze, and the true face of the field was revealed in front of everyone's eyes.

Yukimura stood in place, the racket in his hand had already flown away, and he was lying on the ground not far from him.

"Game, Yamabuki Junior High School Kimuraji, 15:0."

......

Bang!

Bang!

The ensuing Kimuraji offensive continued, and he knew exactly what Yukimura wanted to do.

Yukimura wanted to delay the match, but Kimuraji wouldn't let him get his wish.

Whether Yamabuki can defeat Tachikai Dai is the most important one.

As long as he took Yukimura, Yamabuki would already have the match point.

So he won't have the slightest hand left.

Ancient Martial Arts - Eagle Strike!

The eagle spreads its wings and fights the sky!

The killing ball that fell like a meteorite made Yukimura unable to catch up.

Long-term defense will be lost, and blind defense will eventually reveal flaws.

"The game was scored by Kimuraji of Yamabuki Middle School, and the score was 2:0."

......

Bang!

Bang!

"This game was scored by Kimuraji of Yamabuki Junior High School, and the score was 3:0."

"The two sides change the field!"

......

"It's already three rounds!"

Liu Lian's brows furrowed, the situation was very bad.

If the defeat is not contained, the match is likely to be won by Kimuraji.

"Yukimura..." Sanada's

eyes under the cap were also rare and full of worry, and only by comparing with Kimuraji did he know the horror of that guy.

What's more, Kimuraji obviously left his hand when he competed with him before, and now Kimuraji only gives Sanada the feeling of two words.

Unbeatable!

Yukimura, who sat alone in the coach's bench on the sidelines, hung his head low, and from time to time sweat dripped down his sideburns.

Even in the face of adversity, Yukimura maintains a high fighting spirit.

He already felt it, almost finished!

Suddenly, a bottle of energy drink appeared in front of Yukimura's eyes.

Yukimura looked up, and Maori's burgundy curls met his eyes.

"Senior Māori?!"

Yukimura was slightly stunned, and then revealed a smile.

"Thanks, Senior Māori!"

After receiving the energy drink from Māori's hand, Yukimura gave it a good-looking smile to Māori.

"Come on, little president!"

Maori scratched his head, dropped a sentence and hurried away.

He didn't know why he ran onto the field to do such a thing, probably because he was a little worried to see Yukimura hanging his head.

At the Tachikai Grand Tennis Club, Maori has the best perception of Yukimura except for Nio.

After all, he can be free in the Tachihai Grand Tennis Club, and he also relies on Yukimura's side.

Sanada and Yanagi were quite critical of this.

"When did this Maori guy learn to care about people!"

On the stand very close, Yuan Zhe also snorted coldly.

He will never forget the game he lost to Māori.

The short break passed quickly, and both sides stepped onto the pitch again with their rackets in hand.

Ancient Martial Arts - Izumo!

The starting style was pulled away, and as the momentum on Kimuraji's body re-condensed, the muscles that had been somewhat cooled due to rest came alive again.

Bang!

A boom kicked off the fourth innings of confrontation.

Yukimura stepped forward, the racket hanging low to the calf lift.

Topspin draw!

The straight line spinning ball straight in front of him is sharp and fast.

This goal does not seek merit, but only to delay Kimuraji's offensive situation.

Ancient martial arts - the method of shrinking the ground!

Like Kito, Kimuraji also has a sense of balance at the peak, which may be an excellent trait brought about by practicing ancient martial arts.

Bang!

The extremely violent flat shot jerk runs rampant forward in a near-straight trajectory.

Snap!

The ball shook the racket directly from Yukimura's hand.

Kimuraji's figure jumped high into the air, and the shadow of the trail flashed in his mind at this moment.

"Towards a waltz of destruction!"

Rumble!

Perfect Imitation played its due role at this moment, and the suddenly changed style caught Yukimura off guard.

Boom!

"Game, Yamabuki Junior High School Kimuraji, 15:0."

After landing, Kimuraji raised his left hand and snapped his fingers.

"Don't indulge in Uncle Ben's wonderful skills!"

The shout, which was full of the breath of the middle two, made the scene suddenly fall silent.

They didn't expect that Kimuraji from Yamabuki Middle School would suddenly give them such a hand.

"Traces, what do you think!"

Shinobu pursed the corner of his mouth and poked the trail on the side with his elbow and asked.

"Kimura this guy !!"

The corners of Trace's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

I didn't find anything when I shouted it, why is this slogan so strange when it comes out of Kimuraji's mouth!

"It's really infuriating!"

Ryo Shinto whispered.

"Huh?"

Trace's eyes widened, and he was mentally calculating how to arrange additional training for Ryo Shito after he went back.

"...,"

Ryo Shito suddenly realized that something was wrong, and turned his head to the side to pretend that nothing had happened.