The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Bang bang!

“The Trail Department won this game.”

Keigo Jibe heard the ratio and gasped for air.

He supported his knees with both hands, and his handsome face was covered with sweat.

The clothes behind it were also wet.

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“Hmm…” Only feeling his throat hoarse, Keigo Jibe swallowed uncomfortably.

The fire in his body seemed to have suddenly been extinguished.

Then came a sharp pain.

He raised his arm, which was also weak.

Could it be said that he had just entered the realm of selflessness!

Suddenly thinking of something, Keigo Jibe’s eyes widened, his legs were weak, and he plopped down on his knees.

Sweat slid down his delicate face, all the way to his chin, hanging from the tip of his chin, and not dripping for a long time.

He knew that after entering the realm of selflessness, speed, strength, and explosive power would all be developed.

But this door is not casual to enter.

What happened to him just now, why did he enter the realm of selflessness.

Moreover, I don’t know which door he entered.

Most importantly, this entry was so passive.

Confused, before you feel it, the side effects come.

Just now only one game has passed, and his body can’t support it…

Too many doubts swirled in Keigo’s mind, lingering for a long time.

He only felt dizzy.

On the other side, Seijuro Akaji sees all the emotions of Keigo Jibe in his eyes.

His “Heavenly Emperor Eye” is able to tap into human potential.

Therefore, it is not impossible to get the opponent into the “zone”.

As it turned out, he did.

He guides Keigo Jibe into the “zone” state of tennis.

Even if it’s not long.

After tasting the taste of “zone”, ordinary people will become addicted as if they had taken drugs.

But this door is harder to find than the realm of selflessness.

And after going in once, it’s hard to go in a second time.

However, if it is him Chiji, it is not difficult to find that opportunity.

He moved his steps and walked towards Keigo Jibe.

Across the net, he looked condescendingly at the trail that was kneeling on the ground and exhausted in strength.

Keigo asked as he followed Akaji’s feet and looked up.

“What have you done to me…”

Faintly, sensing that it was Akaji’s hands and feet, Keigo Staggered to his feet and questioned.

In the face of Jibu’s questioning, Seijuro Akaji was completely calm.

“Feel it, this is the power in your body.”

His words sounded seductive and seductive in the ministry.

As if instigating him to sin, his eyes burst into a cold but warm smile.

“Traces, follow me, I will discover all your power.”

Saying that, Seijuro Akaji stretched out his hand towards Keigo Jibe.

And Jibu, after hearing Akaji say these two words, was very unhappy in his heart.

Akaji just admitted that the reason why he had such a perfect state just now was because of him Akaji.

Although eager for strength, Jibu has his pride and self-respect.

Let him follow others, it is impossible.

Keigo is the king of the Ice Emperor, and he will also be the king of U17 in the future.

But……

Keigo Jibe always had all kinds of unwillingness in his heart, and raised his eyes to look at Seijuro Akaji.

But I have to admit that he enjoys his powerful self.

Reaching out and grabbing the air, the eyes of the traces bloomed.

Seijuro Akaji looked at Jibu, observing his every move.

He could see that Jibu’s eyes were full of longing.

Everyone wants to be stronger.

No one is willing to be a weakling.

What’s more, this person is Keigo Jibu, the conceited and arrogant young master.

He is no less obsessed with victory than Sanada and Yukimura.

Jibe stood up and faced Akaji Ue.

His thin lips opened lightly, and he seemed to speak with some difficulty.

“Give me a few days to think about it.”

Akaji smiled indifferently, but the smile at the corner of his mouth made his scalp tingle.

His sharp gaze turned into an invisible dagger and stabbed at Jibu and the people behind him.

He raised his left hand, which had no grip, and extended a finger to point to the trace.

The expression is arrogant and cold, and the smile is cold and strong.

Only to hear his voice as cold as ice sound.

“Come into account, I’ll only give you one day.”

After that, he turned and left the court, and the score was still stuck at “4-1.”

Keigo Jibe looked at Seijuro Akaji’s fading back, his fists clenched.

The knuckles of the fingers are slightly pale due to the exertion.

A look of unwillingness and anger also appeared on his face.

When was Keigo in his tracks, when was he manipulated like this.

Born with a golden spoon in his mouth, he has been pampered since he was a child, and he is determined to conquer the Japanese junior tennis world with tennis…

The scenes of his life are recalled in his mind.

How much effort he put into playing tennis.

Who would have known that under his gorgeous skills, there would have been countless failures.

His super insight, which was hundreds of bruises before.

The sweat he shed, and even the blood he shed, was because he was Keigo Jibe, the successor of the Jibe Foundation.

He can’t afford to fail!

But all this is being destroyed again and again.

The “empire” he built was left behind because of the presence of Tachikai Dai and Diguang.

This is not him!

There seemed to be the sound of glass breaking in my ears.

The fragments that exist in those memories all crack from the middle, and then they are broken like a net.

He was going to give in to Akaji.

Just to get more and more power?

However, how could he trust Seijuro Akaji one hundred percent.

Keigo Jibe fell into extreme entanglement and dazedness.

He raised his head slightly, looked up at the sky, and exhaled deeply.

Akaji, who had already walked out of the court, had a confident smile in the corner of his eyes.

Sometimes, life is like playing chess, and every step you take can become a crucial step.

Is it galloping on the chessboard and cutting through the mess with a quick knife, or is it hesitating and stubbornly resisting?

“The power of that person, have you noticed it.”

A boy’s clear and friendly voice came from the grass.

Akaji followed the prestige, and Irie Sota’s face full of dramatic tension came into view.

There are many Irie players on Court 3, but they are players with the strength of Court 1.

His curly hair and round spectacle lenses give people an innocent but dark feeling.