Tennis King Cheater

　　Taocheng raised his brows lightly, and then slowly put it down.Indeed, yesterday's staff introduced this thing. If I remember correctly, it should be a win-lose exchange of stadium rankings.

　　"However, it seems to be more lively today."

　　Baishi chuckled lightly and said, "Let's go to Taocheng, go and have a look."

　　"Ah."

　　Taocheng nodded, and the two came out of the crowd.And seeing them, those who surrounded the notice board, couldn't help showing a touch of pity in their eyes.

　　"Look, those junior high school students are here."

　　"Hey, warm up first, there will be a good show later."

　　Those people laughed and left the notice board, and while observing Shiraishi on the list, their expressions suddenly changed: "Ghost, it's that ghost!"

　　In the first random match, Taocheng actually encountered the powerful ghost called the gatekeeper of hell?

　　"and many more……"

　　At this time, his face suddenly sank as he scanned the list on the signboard.On it, his name was written on it.

　　Venue No. [-] - Shiraishi Kuranosuke vs Venue No. [-] - Yuan Shunichi!

Chapter 4 'Yuan' vs Shiraishi [5/[-], please customize! 】

　　"That guy..."

　　Looking at Yuan's name, Shiraishi's heart sank.

　　If it was said that the high school students he didn't want to meet in this co-op were the three ghosts, and the strange young man he met yesterday, Yuan Shunyi.

　　That guy seemed to appear out of nowhere in this accommodation.Unknown identity, unknown intentions, and frightening strength.

　　"Forget it, take one step at a time."

　　He is not a warm-blooded person, nor is he the kind of player who gives up on himself and is timid before a fight.For the upcoming game, he remains calm, like a routine special training.

　　Inside the hut.

　　Saito looked at the list and couldn't help frowning: "That Shiraishi seems to be one of the first batch of junior high school students who entered here, right?"

　　He couldn't understand why Kurobe let Shiraishi face that man.

　　Takuzhi also wondered: "Their game styles don't seem to be the same type, right?"

　　"I didn't do it."

　　Putting his hands on the table, he crossed his fingers, propped his chin, raised his head, shook his head and said, "This is what he asked for yesterday."

　　Nioh came to him suddenly yesterday and said that he wanted to play Shiraishi in today's random match.As for the request of the strongest u-17 player today, Kurobe could not refuse.

　　He sighed softly: "He has his own ideas, we just need to collect data."

　　This is the rule, which can limit ordinary people.But for the u-17 who play a pivotal role, there is no binding force.Even for a player of Nioh's level, Kurobe and the others have to follow along.

　　U-17, worthy of the name, is a hell where the strong prey on the weak and the strength is respected.

　　"It turned out to be the source?"

　　The junior high school students gathered together, and after knowing Shiraishi's opponent, Qian also frowned and said, "That guy doesn't seem to be a good stubble."

　　"Ah."

　　Chitose nodded, but a question arose in his heart. "That guy, what do you want to do?"

　　"Peach City."

　　On Qingxue's side, Fuer opened his eyes and said solemnly, "Don't be careless, that ghost is very strong!"

　　"I understand."

　　Taocheng solemnly nodded his head, and the strength of the opponent who can make the player who Buer attaches so much importance must be extraordinary.

　　"Start random qualifying below."

　　The broadcast sounded, and Shiraishi and Taocheng trembled slightly.

　　"Shiroishi Kuranosuke on the [-]th court, Yuan Shunichi on the [-]th court. Momojo Takeshi on the [-]th court, and Oni Jujiro on the [-]th court."

　　"call……"

　　Taking a deep breath, Shiraishi stepped onto the court.

　　The autumn wind was bleak, but it was full of coolness, alleviating the slight tension on Shiraishi.

　　In front of the net, 'Yuan' wearing a u-17 jacket smiled and said, "Hello."

　　"Hello."

　　Shiraishi nodded and said calmly, "I'm afraid you're not a player on Court No. [-], are you?"

　　"It does not matter."

　　'Yuan' eyes flashed brightly, and he said, "Let me see the strength of the bible Shiraishi Kuranosuke."

　　Ok?

　　Hearing this, Shiraishi's complexion changed slightly.

　　"In this dorm, no one has ever called me the Bible, how would he know?"

　　For a moment, a doubt appeared in his heart.It was planted like a seed.

　　"Ding!"

　　At this moment, a crisp system prompt sounded in 'Yuan' mind.

　　"The host triggers the fourth link [Bible] of the chain quest [Non-Existing Legend]. Quest content: Defeat Shiraishi Kuranosuke with perfect tennis style, and the reward is unknown."

　　really!

　　'Yuan' raised the corner of his mouth, turned and retreated to the bottom line.

　　From the [Legend of Non-Existence], he got the black character Kayuan Shunyi.The system once said that there are only three 'black cards'.

　　With three black cards and three chain missions, he had to link the remaining two black cards with the two chain missions.

　　And one of the tasks in the last link is the [Bible], and all the previous tasks are related to Sitianbao Temple.

　　All the data and clues point to the head of Shitianbao Temple, Shiraishi Kuranosuke.That's why he suggested the match to Kurobe, and luckily, he succeeded.

　　"Perfect tennis style..."

　　'Yuan' slowly relaxed his body, and Shiraishi's tennis style emerged in his mind.

　　Simple, fast, with the least effort, to maximize the effect.Step by step, attack the opponent's weakness and tie his hands and feet.

　　Swish!

　　Opening his eyes, he shook his right hand slightly and threw the tennis ball up.

　　call!

　　At the same time, the body stretches naturally, and the left arm gently swings the racket, quickly towards the tennis racket.

　　boom!

　　With a crisp sound, the tennis ball quickly passed the net and hit the sideline on the right side of Shiraishi.

　　"What a great serve."

　　The eyes of everyone in Sitianbao Temple jumped, and the speed and trajectory of the serve were quite sharp.The opponent's ball control and strength can be seen from this ball alone.

　　Tread! !

　　However, Shiraishi's response was not slow.

　　The moment the tennis racket moved, through the sound of his opponent hitting the ball, and seeing the tennis track at a glance, he immediately set off and ran over.

　　"This person's serve is fast, and his strength is not weak, since that's the case..."

　　With a heartbeat, he slowly cut out the racket.

　　"Short ball?"

　　The pupils of the surrounding high school students shrank slightly. This guy called Shiraishi had a good response and was particular about the way he responded.

　　Next to him, the person in the high-level stadium shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, he misestimated the opponent's strength."

　　Tread! !

　　At this moment, a figure appeared in front of the net.The racket was drawn, and the tennis racket was very straightforwardly hit to the sideline on the opposite side of Shiraishi.

　　boom!

　　With a loud bang, the tennis ball hit the sideline with precision.

　　"15-0!"

　　"What a quick response."

　　Qianye's expression changed, while Chitose next to him shook his head secretly: "It's not his quick reaction, but the attack of Shiraishi, which is in his calculations."

　　Hit the standard line-pressing ball, then judge the opponent's reaction, quickly surf the Internet, and hit it to the other side where he can't react.

　　This guy is simply imitating Shiraishi's style...

Chapter 5 Go to Hell [5/[-], please customize! 】

　　boom!

　　'Source' drives another ball, with the same speed track as the previous ball.

　　Seeing this, Chitose squinted his eyes and said to himself, "This guy, as expected, is deliberately targeting Shiraishi."

　　Tread! !

　　On the other side, Shiraishi, who was running fast, slowly lowered his gaze.

　　He probably also felt a little bit, and the opponent's style was very close to him.But even so, he will not shake his heart.

　　"Tennis is played ball by ball."

　　Catching up with the tennis ball, he spotted the gap on the backhand side of 'Source', and quickly swung the racket out.

　　Bang!

　　With a crisp sound, the tennis ball was accurately pressed on the opposite sideline.