Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

call!

The bleak autumn wind reverberated on the empty court, rolling up the fallen leaves and slowly blowing them into the distance.

The u-17 in late autumn has a desolate taste.

Click, click!

A figure moves from far to near, with a black, red and white u-17 representing a coat, floating in the wind.

boom!

boom!

At this time, the intense sound of hitting the ball entered his ears.

"Oh? Is it over there?"

The corner of the youth's mouth twitched, stepped out, and went straight to the stand above the stadium.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

On the court, the two figures fought back and forth.

One person is tall and tall, walking like the wind, and seven or eight figures faintly flashed between the swings.

The other person has long hair that is red as fire and savagely upturned.His face was ferocious and fierce, and the scar on his left face gave a terrifying aura that strangers should not enter.

Clap clap! clap! !

The youth in the stands applauded and said with a smile: "Not bad, Tokugawa, your level has improved a lot!"

Swish!

On the court, the two stopped almost at the same time.

Bang bang bang! !

In an instant, ten tennis balls swept past the tall and handsome young man like cannonballs.

He couldn't help clenching his hand holding the racket, and squinted his eyes and said, "Byodoin... What are you doing here?"

"What? Can't I come?"

The blond young man, the U-17 representative of Japan's No.1 Byodoin, grinned, revealing his white teeth, and he said with a half-smile: "Tokugawa, your heart is messed up."

Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"So far."

The rough voice sounded, and the old man with red and long hair glanced at him, and said solemnly: "Byodoin, you must be bored, so you came over?"

"The injury is healed, I want to fight with you."

Byodoin was outspoken, and as for Tokugawa next to him, he didn't even take a second glance. "However, there is an order from the old man, and we are not allowed to fight until he allows it."

Speaking of this, his eyes sank slightly, and a stern look flashed in those deep black pupils: "But, the old wound on my forehead is itchy again, so..."

Turning his eyes, he looked at Tokugawa, and a fierce aura suddenly spread.

"I can only find this kid to loosen his muscles."

"Well……"

Even though they were more than ten meters apart, Tokugawa still felt a terrifying aura.His pupils shrank, and his body instinctively stepped back half a step.However, the willpower he exercised on the cliff stopped him from falling.

"I am not what I used to be!"

A look of firmness flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but tingle.But at this time, a figure stopped in front of him.

"The Court of Equality."

The red-haired young man raised the corner of his mouth, evoking a dangerous arc: "I haven't moved my muscles for a long time. My body seems to be rusted. If you want to fight, I can ignore the old man's orders."

hum!

While speaking, a black shadow flashed faintly.The ghost-like appearance of the blue-faced and fangs made Byodoin's pupils shrink.

"ghost!"

He touched his forehead subconsciously and smiled: "You didn't disappoint me, but I just teased Tokugawa. Now, I have a new prey."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, the red-haired youth ghost and Tokugawa behind him all changed their expressions.

"Hey!"

With a chuckle, Byodoin turned around and strode away.When he left, his voice swayed: "If I guessed correctly, the guy Irijiang should go to observe that kid..."

"The Court of Equality..."

The ghost frowned.

He has reason to believe that this overbearing guy will destroy all the guys who have the ability to threaten him.

Because this guy is a solitary -- overlord!