Netwang: The newborn Renwang

“Doubles two, no problem, right?”

Yukimura looked at Mori and Nio, who were moving.

Since the formation of the team, the doubles two has always been the position of Murakami and Yokoo, and this is the first time that they have been replaced by someone else.

“What can be the problem?”

Maori seems to be very indifferent.

“There won’t be any problems, rest assured.”

Nioh turned his racket and looked at Mori.

“Senior, remember, we are doubles.”

“You know, you know, doubles ~ will definitely cooperate with you.”

Feeling the nonchalant threat of Renwang, Maori raised his hand and laughed sarcastically.

With Nioh, he would definitely not dare to play doubles with Koizumi.

After all, the consequences of Yokoo’s ‘mentoring’ match against Nioh were still fresh in his mind.

Maori even had some doubts about whether he could win that ‘self’!

“Now there are two doubles players from both sides!”

The referee’s voice sounded.

“Let’s go, senior.”

Renwang glanced at Mao Li.

I hope this senior doesn’t drop the chain, Nioh has never experienced such an ugly doubles in the main match in his previous life and in this life.

If Maori wants him to experience it….

“Huh~ there are still many fun things, there is no chance to use it~”

A strange light flashed in King Renwang’s eyes.

Especially doubles!

“Huh…”

Maori suddenly shivered.

Not sure why, it felt a little cold.

“Please advise.”

Renwang stretched out his hand.

“We’re not going to give up.”

Akita held Nio’s hand, and there was a stubborn light in his eyes.

King Ren was a little stunned, he didn’t know why the other party suddenly said such a sentence, but the relatively more mature soul made him not do anything extraneous.

This era may be an excellent stage for him, but not necessarily for others.

In his previous life, he saw too many examples of loving tennis but having to give up tennis, and even he finally chose to let go.

And in this life, there are also such clear examples as Murakami’s seniors.

Therefore, he did not want to deal some more verbal blows to these people.

Even if you use all your strength to make the other party despair, it is better than this kind of verbal stimulation.

Maori guessed the ball and won.

Before Renwang hit the net, Maori played in the backfield.

Snap~pop

~

Maori turned sideways, and the tennis ball jumped back and forth between the ground and palms, preparing to serve.

His gaze froze slightly, and he threw the tennis ball up.

Tiptoe a little and jump gently.

Bang!

In an instant, the tennis ball turned directly into a beam of light.

The originally harmonious picture was directly broken by this violent ball.

Bang!

“15 to 0! Lihai big score! ”

Before Akita could react, the tennis ball had already landed and popped off the court.

This is Mori Shouzaburō!

It seems to be out of tune, but once you let go, it will make people clearly feel the hidden power in his body!

Maori is ready to serve again.

Shuntaro Akita tightened the racket in his hand.

That ball, soon!

But…… He really doesn’t want to give up!

In my mind, the scene of sweating profusely flashed. For tennis, paid so much, three years of junior high school, that’s it?

Boom!

Another powerful serve.

Almost instantly, Akita moved.

Swish!

The corners of the clothes flew over.

The racket in your hand, with determination, swing!

Bang!

The tennis ball bounces high.

Renwang didn’t move.

Maori did not move.

Outside the field, Mitsuya’s hand holding the pen turned a little white.

Why doesn’t he know what everyone thinks? Although he maintains the sanity and calmness that data tennis needs at all times, who can be ruthless?

From freshmen to teammates, how can he be truly indifferent to the friendship he has accumulated?

Unfortunately, he really couldn’t do anything.

This is tennis.

“Out of bounds! 30 to 0! Lihai big score! ”

Shuntaro Akita slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and when this ball went out, he knew that it must be out of bounds.

However, he is already sure.

Behind him, Tamaki pursed his lips.

Today’s Akita, it seems to be a special spell, the state … It’s also very good.

“It’s kind of interesting~”

Mori Shouzaburo grabbed the tennis ball thrown by the staff and glanced at Akita on the opposite side, with a little interest in his heart.

Bang!

The serve is still strong and powerful.

“Got you!”

The figure flashed, and with one step, Akita adjusted his posture, and the racket in his hand jerked fiercely.

Syllable!

Renwang didn’t know when he started moving, and it seemed that he reached out and directly countered the tennis ball.

“How so?!”

Yumu’s face was a little ugly, he didn’t notice Renwang’s movements at all!

Tread~

The footsteps were moving fast to save the ball, but it was too late.

Even if Renwang only fights back with the most ordinary basic tennis, it is not a player of Yuki’s level who can lose his mind.

Once in a trance, it means losing points.

“40 to 0! Lihai big score! ”

“Sorry.”

Tamaki whispered to his partner.

“It’s okay, we can’t get this game anyway, just pay attention to it later.”

Even if there is a raging fire in Akita’s heart now, he has no intention of venting it on his teammates.

“Hmm.”

Nodding and glancing at Renwang, who was standing in front of the net with no expression, Yuki returned to his place.

Akita was unwilling.

He…… Why not?

Beat Tachikai? In fact, they all know in their hearts that it is almost impossible.

Only, they really want to win, really want to … Would love to give myself a reason to continue.

Over the years, they have learned too much about geniuses.

Deeply aware of the gap between them.

Can…… The more so, the more unwilling.

Perhaps, what they are asking for is not victory, but rather, an explanation for themselves.

Even if they lose, even if they give up, in the future, they must at least have the courage to say to themselves in this era where mortals and geniuses coexist.

I have tried, and tried, fought for.