Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

"As I thought."

Irie nodded, and in those brown eyes, there was a glimmer of brilliance: "Others think he is a player who sharpens his own side, knocking off their impetuousness, but in my opinion, this is obviously afraid of winning!"

Afraid to win!

If others heard him, they would probably look at him like an idiot.In tennis competitions, they have never heard of people who are afraid of losing, and it is the first time they have heard that someone is afraid of winning.

Compared with other people, Tokugawa and Irie have broader thinking and vision.What others see is only the winning and losing on the field, and their eyes have long been on the leaders of both sides.

"Ok?"

On the edge of the court, Shiraishi seemed to sense something and looked up in a certain direction.After seeing the figures of Irie and Tokugawa, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Have you guessed it?"

He smiled in his heart, and his eyes turned to the tall figure on the opposite side.And the other party felt something, and at the same time looked over.

crackling~

In an instant, the momentum between the two collided with each other like a needle tip, but it returned to calm in an instant.

That's right.

Winning Field [-] was never Shiraishi's goal.His target, from the very beginning, was the gatekeeper of hell at Field [-] - Oni Jujiro!

Bang!

Just then, the doubles one ended.

6-4!

The junior high school students lost another game, the shadow of the two-game losing streak, which greatly affected their momentum.Even with that, everyone looked at Shiraishi, somewhat unfriendly.

You know, even Xiaochun, a member of the Sitianbao Temple, has doubts about Shiraishi, and you can imagine the thoughts of others.

The so-called soldiers are bristling, and the generals are bristling.None of them are idiots, and if Shiraishi can't lead them to victory, pick another one.

"Shiroishi!"

Atobe couldn't hold his breath, and he looked at Shiraishi with doubts: "You said, you want to bring us a powerful opponent. But now, dealing with such an opponent, we have to face the risk of defeat."

In other words, an explanation is needed.

"Ah."

Shiraishi nodded, the smile on his face unchanged: "So, you and Sanada will be responsible for the next singles three and two."

Ok?

Sanada, who was not far away, raised his brows in surprise.

The junior high school students who haven't appeared so far are only Shiraishi himself, Yukimura, Tezuka, Atobe and him.In this game, will we have to use two masters?

"Humph!"

The Department of Traces was somewhat dissatisfied.

In his heart, he probably thought that Shiraishi regarded him and Sanada as a remedy.In other words, the guy who wipes his butt.

And the players in Field [-] really made him uninterested.

So, without thinking about it, Ajibu shook his head and said, "Don't ask me to deal with this kind of garbage."

"Then who do you want to kill?"

Shiraishi said with a half-smile, "How about that tall red-haired guy over there."

"he?"

Jibu raised his brows and looked over with disdain.But when his eyes came into contact with the ghost, the ability awakened in the national competition instinctively reacted.

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

The strong and disturbing signal made Aji's heart tremble.

Bai Shi shook his head and said, "He's not something you can deal with."

"cut!"

Responding dissatisfiedly, Ajibu picked up the racket and walked towards the court: "You owe me a favor for this game!"

In his heart, he probably had some guesses about Shiraishi's intentions.

ps: There was something in the morning, so I was delayed.Two updates are normal today, and there will be another update before twelve o'clock. Friends who can't wait will rest first and watch tomorrow morning.

Chapter [-] Back in time, the battle for the strongest!

Bang!

"At the end of the game, Keigo Atobe won the sixth field, and the score was 6-0!"

"cut!"

Winning by an overwhelming advantage, Atobe showed a displeased look.Without looking at the opponent who was paralyzed on the ground like a dead dog, he turned around and returned to the middle of the junior high school.

On the fourth field, Saburo Shinoda, the person in charge, looked slightly dark: "This kind of strength... is quite ~ tricky!"