Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Do not!

There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

It has nothing to do with Hiyoshi, all this is his own fault.As a player, the accusation is undisputed.

Blame those players?

Is it them, who held themselves up to the sky, so that they fell so badly now?

Not so much...

Who's to blame?

Blame yourself?

That's right!

Just yourself.

Atobe's body trembled, and the hand holding the racket gradually loosened.

But at this moment, he saw Birch Field.I saw those eyes that looked dull, but were extremely clear.

"Birch..."

Akibu's heart shrank suddenly.

A memory that he was very reluctant to recall resurfaced.

ps: I have something to do during the day, I just came back to update, I shouldn't be able to write the fifth update today.

Chapter [-] The Destiny Quartet (Part [-])

"Japanese?"

England, the tennis court of an aristocratic school.

A blond and freckled teenager put the racket on his shoulders and looked playfully at the purple-haired teenager sitting on the ground with a muddy face.

"Sucks."

The short-haired boy next to him sneered, "I've seen through your ball path, idiot!"

"never mind."

The blond boy shrugged and said, "Let's not play with him, it will delay training later."

Immediately, the eyes of contempt, disdain, and jokes all looked at the purple-haired boy.He felt isolated and bitter.

Swish!

But the purple-haired boy on the ground suddenly stood up.

He looked at the blond boy with a firm gaze, his body exuding a palpitating aura.After that, he challenged again and again, and kept defeating other players, and finally became the number one in the whole school.

"Player Atobe, please serve quickly."

At this time, the referee's voice sounded, interrupting Atobe's memories.

Swish!

The racket in his right hand instinctively clenched.

"The winner will be the Ice Emperor!"

At this moment, Huadi, who was standing stupidly on the steps, suddenly roared, "The one who wins is Akibu!"

"Birch..."

The face was slightly startled.

call!

Then, seemingly determined, he threw the tennis ball high.

Then, the whole person bent down, his arms were put down vertically, and colorful lights flashed in his eyes.

And when the tennis ball fell to a certain height, his body that was ready to go straightened up instantly.The racket held in his right hand said word by word, "Tang Huaisel - serve!"

Bang!

The tennis ball flew out, passed through the net in the blink of an eye, and landed.

Tread! !

On the opposite side, Shiraishi moved.

He didn't move very fast, but in a blink of an eye, he appeared before the tennis ball landed.

Bang!

As soon as he turned his hand, he hit back the serve of Ajibe's Tang Huaiser.

"What a horrible person."

The dry voice said solemnly: "The action seems to be very slow, but every step is at the key point, there is no extra movement, and the walking route is also the shortest."

This is the Bible of Shitianbao Temple, Shiraishi Kuranosuke.