Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

boom!

A loud bang exploded behind Echizen.

"40-0!"

Shiraishi put away the racket, glanced at Echizen with sweat dripping down his temples, and said, "Ryoma, if you're not serious, it's better not to play this game."

"Dragon Horse!"

At this moment, a slightly harsh voice sounded.

"Dad!"

Startled, he turned his head abruptly.

I saw that Nanjiro arrived at the side of the stadium at some point, and his usual casual and disrespectful state disappeared.On the contrary, what Echizen saw was a kind of fierceness.

This feeling reminded him of the breath he inadvertently revealed when he was trained by the other party when he was a child.

Nanjiro looked at him and asked, "Did you learn these things when you were in Qingxue?"

Arrogant, arrogant!

This is the quality that a tennis player should have, and, from the beginning, he misjudged Shiraishi's strength and lost three goals in a row, but he didn't see the root cause.

"If I guessed correctly, you should be very unconvinced now, right?"

"I……"

Echizen opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but when he saw his father's stern gaze, he retracted his words when it came to his mouth.

"It's true that it's usually hard to hit back with an external spin to the face. But that doesn't mean it's impossible to hit back."

At this time, Nanjiro said solemnly: "Shiroishi, he just bent his back forward in an instant, and directly used your external spin as a high ball. Moreover, when he attacked, he used the rotation of the serve, plus half of the The smashing power makes tennis have unimaginable speed."

"Don't you see this reaction?"

"Well……"

Echizen was silent.

It's true that he underestimated Shiraishi, but his father didn't need to hit him like that, right?So what about tennis, the purpose of his tennis is not to become a professional player.

"Dragon Horse."

At this time, Shiraishi spoke up.I saw him stretch out his right hand, and then, bending his four fingers, gently hooked it. "Try to play tennis that I can't catch, if, you can."

Swish!

Suddenly, Echizen's face changed.

what is this?

Provocative?

"Oh?"

On the sidelines, the seriousness on Nanjiro's face dissipated, and he glanced lightly in the direction of Shiraishi: "This kid, do you want to..."

"What's wrong? What are you doing!"

Beside her, Nanako's expression changed inexplicably. She glared at Shiraishi and said, "It's just an exchange competition. Do you really want to decide the winner?"

"Nanako."

Baishi shook his head and said, "This is between me and Ryoma, don't worry about it."

"Yes."

Echizen took off his sun hat and said solemnly, "This game is no longer as simple as winning or losing."

He wants to prove that his tennis is not what his father said he was.

"You... hum!"

Nanako said angrily: "I don't care about you."

Saying that, he ran into the room.

"continue."

Shiraishi glanced at Echizen lightly, and said, "Ryoma, play tennis that I can't fight back."

"as you wish."

Echizen's face gradually became solemn. He was not joking. At this moment, he had already regarded his yard as the venue for the North American Youth Competition.And Shiraishi was the opponent he had to beat.

call!

Tossing the tennis ball, he quickly pressed the racket in his hand.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball was shot.

But then, Shiraishi, who was on the opposite side, made a backhand swipe, hitting the tennis ball to the right side of Echizen's body.

boom!