Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Holding the tennis ball in his hand, Weise-ge raised his brows, his voice sank a little, and said, "It seems that you still don't know the gap between us."

One is world-class, and the other is even groping for the threshold of the quasi-world.The gap between the two is so obvious that there is no suspense at all about the outcome of the game.

call!

He threw the tennis ball up, and his whole body gradually exuded a dark red aura.In an instant, his bronze complexion became even darker.

It's like, what is described in Thai mythology - Shura!

"Asura body...?"

In the stands, Shiraishi's eyes lit up.

At this moment, the strength displayed by Weisego is no less than that of Park Daxing in his heyday.Even the fluctuations hidden in that breath are a bit stronger than Captain Korea.

world class!

The other party actually adjusted his state to world-class in an instant.Could it be that he wants to end the game directly?

Swish!

The next moment, Weisego swung his racket and his arms, blurred in an instant.But unlike Serra, his swing is a dull black.

boom!

The ball and the racket collided, making a loud noise.

A ray of red flashed in Weisege's eyes, and he shouted abruptly, "Throw of Shura!"

puff!

The tennis ball pierced the air, and the squeezed space appeared to be in a somewhat collapsed state.Like a spear, it ran through the entire stadium, and in an instant, it arrived directly in front of Sierra.

And time seemed to freeze at this moment.

In front of Sera, a handsome face appeared.The mysterious young man with dark green hair who does things without regard for form.

Chapter [-] Gambling (Part [-])

"who are you?"

One evening afternoon, as usual, Serra returned to her suburban home after the match with Zain.

But just as he was halfway there, a young figure in a sweater suddenly appeared and couldn't see his specific appearance.

At first, Serra thought that the other party was from the underground stadium, and came to trace the reason why he left for no reason.However, the first sentence the other party said made him stunned.

"Do you want to be stronger?"

The tone was neither light nor heavy, more like a joke.But in Serra's ear, it was like a spring thunder.

"Who are you?"

He stared at each other, and just for a moment, he actually had an unrealistic hallucination.If it wasn't for the hardships he had experienced since childhood and his extraordinary willpower, I'm afraid he would have already grasped the other side's way.

Spiritual suggestion!

Serra knows that this is what the old coach said, the ability to subtly change people's thinking.

The other party is not an ordinary person.

"My name is R."

The young man opened his mouth, his tone still indifferent: "Sera, because of family reasons, I cannot join the Thai U-17 candidate team. It's a pity, but I have a way to solve your problem, provided...you promise me Require."

"Well……"

Hearing this, Sera frowned.

The other party must have investigated him, and even knew the reason why he did not participate in the u-17 selection.Immediately, his face sank, and he said coldly, "How can you help me?"

"I know very good doctors in America."

R smiled, knowing that the other party was moved: "You know, to find a good doctor in the United States, you need to make an appointment long in advance. If you promise me, I will help you right now."

Sera asked tentatively, "What do you want me to do?"

"It's simple."

R said, "Help me play a game, and I'll help you heal your mother whether you win or lose. As for the location, it's the underground tennis court in Bangkok. Time, about half a year later."

Underground tennis court!

Hearing this, Sera's body was shocked.

He'd been a caddie there for a few years and knew the brutality of that place.Some people have been bid farewell to the tennis court by abnormal means after losing because of betting on the game.

Those bloody pictures are still in front of his eyes.

He opened his mouth and almost turned back to the absolute direction.But thinking of his mother's illness, he abruptly stopped the thought.

"Can……"

Sera nodded, but her eyes dimmed a lot.

"Why, don't you even have self-confidence?"

Seeing his appearance, R shook his head and smiled: "As your bettor, how could it be possible for you to play unprepared games. Well, in the next week, I will train you again."