The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Kintaro Toyama saw that Akaji was about to win another game and stomped his foot in a hurry.

“Yay, Shiraishi!”

Shiraishi Kuranosuke held the racket in his left hand, clenched his teeth, and did not give up.

In Akaji’s eyes, this is no different from negative stubbornness.

He struck the ball out hard like a cannon ejecting the chamber.

Boom!

The powerful force makes the ball stop on the racket.

As if time was suspended, Shiraishi Kuranosuke and the ball were fighting each other.

The muscles in his arms bulged out.

While exerting force, his brows furrowed.

This ball is really not ordinarily heavy.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke glanced at Kintaro Toyama on the side of the court.

Thinking that this racket was given by Kintaro’s mother-in-law made me feel unbearable.

Bang bang!

Shiraishi Kuranosuke took the initiative to withdraw the force, and the ball slid out of the face of the racket.

The score became “1-5.”

Sanada saw the scene just now, and he was more or less suspicious.

“It seems that Shiraishi doesn’t want to win.”

Seiichi Yukimura’s voice was gentle and explained.

“I think he should have some hesitation, after all, no one likes the taste of losing.”

Sanada pressed the brim of his hat.

Although he did not speak, he agreed with Yukimura’s second half of the sentence in his heart.

Yes, no one likes the taste of losing, and of course he is the same.

Since he lost to Tezuka in elementary school, he still can’t let go.

No matter how strong he becomes, he always has a goal in his heart to defeat.

The difference is that now he has one more goal.

That is, Akaji, who defeated Tezuka.

The person who is now competing with Shiraishi is not below him in strength.

You can even fight Yukimura.

Shiraishi Zanosuke has been holding on for a long time, but he can’t escape the “Eye of the Heavenly Emperor”.

The other party has invaded his psychological defenses.

On the pitch, the sound of hitting the ball continued.

On the sidelines, everyone was very quiet.

Atsushi Shihara, who was sitting on the steps, yawned.

With tears in the corners of his eyes, he said indistinctly.

“Ahhh~~ Little Green Boy’s birthday party should start soon~~”

Seijuro Akaji’s final blow ended behind Kuranosuke Shiraishi.

This ball seemed ordinary to everyone.

But at this time, Shiraishi’s body was full of sweat.

He took into account Kintaro Toyama’s racket and did not dare to use force.

What’s more, Akaji’s strength is indeed very strong.

The score stayed at 1-6, and Kintaro Toyama was stunned.

He opened his eyes wide, with a bit of doubt.

“Shiraishi actually lost…”

In his impression, Shiraishi’s tennis ball was perfect.

And the funny work is perfect.

Such a white stone, how can you lose?

And only got one round.

If they knew about it by Axiu, maybe they would be shocked too.

Thinking of this, Kintaro Toyama suddenly wanted to compete with Akaji.

A hint of fighting intent rose in his eyes, and he stared at Akaji tightly.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke, who lost the match, was particularly relaxed.

He walked over to the net and held out his hand to Akaji.

“The game is over, I lost.”

Seijuro Akaji’s eyes returned to gentleness.

He took Shiraishi’s hand, shook his head slightly, and said.

“Not exactly.”

Shiraishi Kuranosuke smiled a little helplessly.

Self-deprecating.

“It seems that it is time to reflect on your tennis.”

His “biblical tennis” is vulnerable here in Akaji.

Seijuro Akaji nodded and said with a light smile.

“Doesn’t adversity burn up?”

Shiraishi Zanosuke nodded.

“That’s right, I look forward to the national competition to officially compete with you.”

Kintaro Toyama was not convinced.

He ran to the pitch and shouted.

“It’s not comparable, it’s going to be a competition!”

Shiraishi Kuranosuke reassured rather helplessly.

“Xiao Jin, we still have to catch the last bus back to school.” There will be a chance later. ”

Kintaro Toyama stopped working.

He shouted noisily.

“No, it’s better than that!”

“It’s better than…”

Shiraishi Kuranosuke held his forehead, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

“I can’t help you… In that case, then don’t blame me for showing my poisonous hand…”

He said as he pretended to untie the bandage on his left hand.

Seeing this, Kintaro Toyama immediately hid behind Akaji.

“No, I don’t want to be killed by poisonous hands…”

Seijuro Akaji glanced at Kintaro Toyama, who was frightened.

Such a simple teenager is really easy to deceive.

Tachikai’s people had left, but Sanada had not.

He walked up to Akaji and greeted him.

“Akaji, see you in three days.”

After speaking, he left a cool and domineering back and turned to leave.

Glancing at Sanada’s back, his figure gradually disappeared into the dusk.

Akaji’s eyes sank slightly.

Three days later, they will fight against Lihai.

The strength of the national second-in-a-row team is definitely not just talk.

Atsushi Ziyuan stepped forward and reminded.

“Ah~~Kochiji, the gift hasn’t been chosen yet~~”

Akaji’s gaze fell on the box of bandages on the chair.

Turning to look at Shiraishi Kuranosuke, his voice calm and majestic.

“Can I take that now?”

Losing the game, Shiraishi Kuranosuke naturally had no reason to refuse.

Although he was a little reluctant, Shiraishi still turned his heart and brought the bandage to Akaji.

On the other side, on the bus home, Sanada looked out the window in a daze.

Although he is very confident of winning, he is a little unsettled when he thinks that the game is imminent.

Midorima Mansion, a retro Japanese-style building, exudes a bit of solemnity.

Midorima’s tutoring is very strict, and even birthday parties do not invite too many people.

The one who opened the door was Midorima’s younger sister Yumi.

She wears a long light blue dress with two cute ponytails.

After seeing the person coming, she smiled and smiled, and her tone contained a bit of joy.

“Ah, it’s Brother Zheng, you’re here.”

Seijuro Akaji spoke mildly and spoke.

“Excuse me.”

The group was just about to enter the door when a deep voice sounded.

“Wait.”

Shintaro Midorima appeared behind Yumi Midorima and blocked the door with his hand.

He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at the crowd outside the door.

After the spectacle lenses, those eyes were filled with scrutinizing light.

Under the gaze of those eyes, Huang Se Ryotai couldn’t help but get nervous.

“Little Midori, keep a little mystery this year, don’t open gifts in advance.”

Aomine Daiki also nodded heavily.

“Huangse is right.”

In fact, he was worried about the gifts chosen by May and Kuroko.