Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

In that battle, his confidence collapsed, and he even lost confidence in data tennis for a while.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have some lingering fears.

"If it wasn't for the special training from brother Yajiudou, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to return to the arena."

Because, doubting and shaking of one's own abilities is extremely terrifying.

Attacks from the inside out are the most terrifying!

boom!

"40-0!"

boom!

"game! Shitianbao Temple Shiraishi, 1-1!"

Bang!

"game! Shitianbao Temple Shiraishi, 2-1!"

Bang!

"game! Shitianbao Temple Shiraishi, 3-1!"

"The Department of Traces (Minister)..."

Outside the court, looking at the headless flies chasing the tennis ball and attacking without a clue, the Ice Emperor team members had a sad look on their faces.Thinking of the high-spirited appearance of the Ajibu a few minutes ago, these team members felt sad and sympathetic in their hearts.

lost!

Their Ice Emperor really lost!

From start to finish, from top to bottom, from the inside out!

"I-I can't watch anymore..."

Someone turned his head and quietly wiped his tears.

Some of the girls next to him who had a crush on Ajibu were crying even more.

The gods in their hearts were defeated.

The original unshakable belief collapsed, and everything was gray.

"Atobe, you bastard!"

Suddenly, a roar sounded above the pitch.

This……

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads involuntarily.And when they saw the person coming, their pupils all shrank.

"Hiyoshi, Xiangri, and Birch..."

Feng's eyes widened, and Ren Zu next to him was also shocked.

Hiyoshi and Xiangri looked tired and even limped when they walked.As for Birch, there was a thick plaster cast on his right hand, and he looked at the court with a bloodless face.

He didn't say a word, but the sadness in his eyes made the other Ice Emperor's teammates feel a pain in their hearts.

"Birch, and you..."

pat!

The tennis ball in the hands of Ajibe was released, and the whole person watched this scene in a daze.

"You bastard!"

With red eyes, Hiji stared at him, roaring: "The so-called Ice Emperor, who is in charge of [-] members, is this the only level you have?"

His voice was like a pair of sharp knives, piercing the heart of Akibu.

"I was wrong."

The corners of Riji's mouth twitched, with a wry smile on his face, and he looked over with a sad expression: "I will take the position of Minister Ice Emperor with my own hands, and take it from you, this soft bastard!"

Word by word, the sound resounded throughout the stadium.

Soft eggs?

asshole?

The body trembled.

When did he 050 become the representative of these two words.

"It's all the guy's fault..."

He glanced at him, but his pupils trembled when he saw Shiraishi who was expressionless across from him.

Do not!

Don't blame this man.

That is the enemy, and no matter what the means of attack, there is nothing to blame.

That's Hiyoshi's fault?

Is it the other party, so he can't get off the stage by himself?