The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

After all, it was the senior, Akaji stopped and owed slightly to Irie Sota, in place of bowing.

Irie Sota did not intend to let Akaji go directly.

He seemed to have deliberately blocked Akaji’s way, and looked at him with a deep smile.

For a long time, Irie opened his mouth and asked again.

“I said, have you sensed that person’s power?”

When he asked this, his eyes were full of interrogation, and he stared at Akaji.

The corners of Seijuro Akaji’s mouth flickered, and in front of Irie Sota, his aura did not show weakness.

“Isn’t it easy to detect this thing?”

He paused and continued.

“It’s not uncommon for me to be able to see the potential abilities of the traces.”

Because of the “Eye of the Heavenly Emperor”, Akaji is absolutely invincible.

However, to Irie’s voice, Akaji’s words were full of conceit and arrogance.

He smiled with relief, held up his glasses, and his long eyelashes were clearly visible.

“I heard that your opponent in the next shuffle game is Court 5, so be careful, junior.”

Irie Sodo leaned forward slightly, smiling.

Looking at Irie’s expression of watching a good show, Akaji smiled indifferently.

“The ‘beware’ of the senior, can I understand that it refers specifically to the ghost senior.”

Irie Sodo couldn’t help but tremble at Shangchiji’s eyes that were mixed with provocation and pride.

This kid really has the posture of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers.

It actually reminded him of Kazuya Tokugawa, who had just entered U17.

At that time, Tokugawa was also quite proud, young and vigorous, and as a result, he was severely “taught” by the Phoenix of Byodoin.

However, it was after that overwhelming match that Tokugawa’s personality became as reticent as it is today.

“Anyway, the ghost known as the ‘Gatekeeper of Hell’ is not so easy to deal with.”

Irie said more.

Perhaps out of concern for juniors.

Or maybe he wanted to arouse Akaji’s desire to win or lose in order to satisfy his sense of expectation.

After all, U17 is a place where it’s time to bring in some fresh blood and disturb the tranquility of this backwater.

The news spread quickly, and the players at Stadium 5 also learned that they were going to have a shuffle match with Stadium 9.

Although the time is half a month later, they know that for the No. 9 course, the odds are almost zero.

Oni Jujiro stood at the front of the line, facing the crowd at Stadium 5, and ordered in a deep voice.

“If you don’t want to roll to Pitch 9, give me a twelve-point spirit!”

“Yes—” Everyone responded in unison, their expressions impassioned, like soldiers about to go to battle.

Oni Jujiro’s gloomy gaze skimmed over everyone’s faces, satisfied with their state of readiness.

Even if the opponent is Pitch 9, they will not take it lightly.

“Brother Ghost, I heard that there are many junior high school ghost heads in Stadium 9, right?” Someone asked aloud.

Under the long hair, Oni Jujiro’s face was serious, and he did not smile.

He glanced at the few people with puzzled eyes in their eyes and replied.

“You’re very well informed.”

As he spoke, his tone suddenly became harsh and cold.

“So, if any of you lose to junior high school students, give me a conscious roll and leave!”

Seeing Oni Jujiro looking so uplifted, everyone realized the importance of this match.

So they raised their heads and shouted loudly.

“Victory! Win! ”

The cheering slogan was like the sound of a trumpet on the battlefield, echoing for a long time, resounding in the sky over the No. 5 Course.

In the stands, Kazuya Tokugawa and Shuji Tadashima stood not far away.

There was little communication between the two.

Shuji Tadashima said to himself, “It’s really amazing that ghosts are so serious at all times.” ”

Tokugawa Kazuya’s lilac eyes moved slightly, and a chill rose sharply.

Although it is arranged by the coach, they have the right to refuse.

So it seems that the gang at Stadium 9 is determined to fight Pitch 5.

Thinking of this, the corners of Shuji Tanishima’s mouth hooked a just right arc.

With a bit of pleasure, he couldn’t help but laugh.

“Oh, it’s really interesting, and I’m really looking forward to your performance.”

Shuji Tadashima left the stands with sturdy steps and walked in the direction of Stadium 1.

The rest of Tokugawa Kazuya was still watching the people training on the court.

There was not the slightest superfluous emotion on the cold face, and endless coldness spread at the corners of his eyes.

It was as if the whole person was made of ice cubes and was silent.

Oni Jujiro stands on the sidelines of the court, assuming the role of instructor and supervisor.

He is the strongest here, even if it is the entire U17, there are only a few people who dare to fight him.

Because as soon as he strikes, the opponent will succumb to the fear of being dominated by the cross racket.

At dinner time, Sanada looked around, wondering in his heart, so he asked.

“Why didn’t you see the traces?”

Echizen Ryoma next to him replied nonchalantly while picking up dishes.

“Speaking of which, I seem to have seen him in the practice room before.”

The food on Kintaro Toyama’s plate was already piled up like a small hill.

He also had a large mouthful of food in his mouth.

“Oooo The stuff here is so delicious!! ”

Seijuro Akaji sat slowly and methodically by the window, looking at the endless night outside, his expression indifferent.

His red eyes seemed to twinkle with brittle starlight.

“Can I sit here?”

A clear voice sounded in his ears, and Akaji looked up to see that Irie Sota was standing with a dinner plate.

Irie Sodo is not a simple person.

His dramatic tennis has caused many people to lose to him.

Akaji raised his eyes and whispered, “Please.” ”

Irie took a seat, and many high school students next door cast curious and surprised eyes on this side.

Because the person who shares the same table with Irie is a junior high school student.

“What’s going on, usually I’m with Ghost and Tokugawa, right?”

A few people are driven by gossip, and you talk about it every word.

“The person on the other side of Irie seems to be a junior high school student at Stadium 9.”

“That’s right, and I heard that kid is very strong.”

“After a few days of work, even the high school students on the original No. 10 court were obeyed by that kid.”

As they spoke, they became more and more curious about Akaji.

What kind of person can actually make those seniors obey him.

In fact, it is very simple to think about, relying on absolute strength.