The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Even Kamio Akira has to admit that Tono Taijima has a natural sense of rhythm.

As a result, he was able to quickly adjust to his form to take control of the game.

Tono Taijima quickly caught up with the ball and quickly pumped it the moment it bounced off the ground.

The ball received a rebound force, landed on the ground, and thought about flying in the air.

And this ball landed on Akaji’s racket.

Akaji swung his racket and got ready.

Bang!

The sound of hitting the ball was muffled.

“Boom!”

Immediately, it was intercepted by Tono Taijima.

“It’s a super high half-volley!”

“That Kirisaki guy reacted too quickly, right?”

The audience’s eyes didn’t have time to blink, and Akaji struck another blow.

The pace of hitting is getting faster and faster.

The ball also stays in the air for less and less time.

On the pitch.

The sound of batting balls, footsteps, and breathing is intertwined.

“Hoo-hoo-huh-”

Tono Taijima’s movement is a little large, and his breathing is a little short.

Sweat was falling drop by drop, and the ground under his feet was already wet.

Under the “Red Field”, Akaji’s physical exertion is very small.

He mobilized Tono Taijima to the maximum.

Let him run in the half.

And Tono Taijima although he wants to get rid of this passive situation.

However, he could not crack the “field” and fell into the cycle of bitter battle.

Aoi Kentaro from Rokkaku Middle School had excitement in his eyes.

He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes wide open.

“Senior Saeki, if it goes on like this, maybe Diguang will win!”

Although Torajiro Saeki is not very easy to use in one eye, he can see clearly in the other eye.

The wind blew the broken bangs on his forehead, and his expression was very calm, and he spoke.

“Kentaro, you are too naïve, the real horror of Tono has not yet been revealed.”

Tiangen next to him nodded.

He added.

“That Tono Taijima is a complete monster.”

Recalling the game in which Saeki was brutally abused by Tono Taijima, the people of Rokkaku Middle School had palpitations.

Bang!

“Teiko Chiji score, 1-1.”

Ryota Huangse from the sidelines breathed a sigh of relief.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket and said with a smile,

“Kochiji will tie the score right away.”

Atsushi Shihara glanced at Ryota Huangse.

There was a bit of contempt in his narrow purple eyes.

“Ahhh~~ Little Yellow Boy, are you stupid there, Little Akaji is obviously very dangerous now~~”

Ryota Huangse scratched his head, and his IQ was forced to go offline.

“You’re what nonsense you’re talking about there.”

Shintaro Midorima next to him held the prickly ball and interrupted calmly.

“Huangse, Ziyuan is right this time.”

“Haven’t you watched Kirisaki’s match before, have you forgotten that person still has a back move.”

Midorima’s words caused Ryota Huangse’s IQ to recover a lot.

He nodded thoughtfully.

Looking at Akaji on the field, his face also added a bit of worry.

“How did I forget, that guy is a complete sadist.”

With a bit of accusation in his tone, Ryota Huangse’s fists clenched.

On the field, the game continues.

Tono Taijima’s serve is still fast.

However, due to the influence of the “heavy fluctuation ball”, the muscles of his right hand were sore.

Therefore, the speed of the serve is not as fast as before.

After the ball landed, Seijuro Akaji appeared at the drop point.

Raise your racket and hit it at the back half of the ball.

The ball rushes back towards the opposite side.

The corner of Tono Taijima’s mouth hooked a trace of coldness.

He turns the racket slightly and hits the ball with the edge of the racket.

Boom!

The ball swirled, like a sharp arrow.

Another shooting star streaked by, creating bursts of fire.

The yellow-green tennis ball turned into a knife and “pierced” Akaji’s heart fiercely.

Tong!

Akaji was hit by that ball, and his pupils opened slightly.

“15—0.”

“Kochiji!” Ryota Huangse exclaimed, his eyes full of urgency.

Takishima-san gasped.

That ball just now was right in the chest!

Echizen Nanjiro plucked his ears, and his gaze fell on Akaji’s calm face.

That face did not have a trace of pain.

Instead, the smile became stronger.

Sure enough, Tono Taijima finally couldn’t help but “do it”.

Akaji glanced at the tennis ball that rolled off the line and smiled.

Touching the smile in Akaji’s eyes, Tono Taijima showed a hint of displeasure.

Bang bang!

The serve crosses the net and lands on the ground.

In front of Seijuro Akaji’s feet, the ball “exploded” on the spot.

The ball bounced off and flew towards Akaji’s knee.

Bang!

Akaji’s swing is very fast.

Before that ball hits his knee, he swings the ball back.

“Boom!”

Tono Taijima’s eyes were half-narrowed, and he smiled a little maliciously.

He aimed again at Akaji’s knee and knocked the ball out.

Akaji took a step at his feet and swung his racket in order.

There was a sound of breaking air, and the ball fell into the racket of Tono Taijima.

Tono Taijima failed to attack twice and behaved unusually calmly.

A grim smile spread at the corner of his mouth, dribbling the ball to the net.

With force under his feet, his body bounced to the ground.

The racket pressed down violently, and the ball was slammed out.

Akaji stood still like a mountain.

He looked up at the ball that landed on the ground, and the cyclone around him quickly converged.

“Is it the field again?” Tono Taijima had an indifferent expression.

The red cyclone rises and inhales the killing ball.

The power of the kill ball is cut and easily singled out.

A high ball flew high above Tono Taijima’s head.

And Tono Taijima, who was still standing in front of the net at this time, was too late to return to defense.

Bang!

The ball lands on the ground.

“Poof” flew out of the bottom line.

“15—15.”

Tono Taijima wiped the dust that fell on his body.

He raised his eyes to Akaji on the opposite side and hit his serve with one blow.

Bang!

A shadow flew by.

“30—15。”

“Captain Akaji!”

The first to exclaim this time was Maeda.

Akaji on the field was hit in the wrist by the ball.

Obviously, the ball was deliberately aimed at his right wrist.

The members of Diguang’s team were furious, and one by one they were full of the spirit of struggle.

“It’s despicable!”

“Dare to attack our captain!”

Masa Suzuki clasped his hands in front of him and gloated sarcastically.

“If you can’t afford to lose, don’t compare, you deserve to be beaten!”

Ryota Huangse scolded a few pounds on his forehead.

He snatched the prickly ball from Shintaro Midorima’s hand.

“You guys…”

Huang Se was about to throw the prickly ball towards Kirisaki’s pile of people when a strong force pulled him behind.