The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Another rapid rush out of the bottom line.

“30—0.”

Two consecutive serves were scored by each other, and the high school students on Court 5 showed great composure.

“See the ball.”

“Uh-huh, give me that kid’s ball later.”

The two exchanged briefly, and continued to stare at Echizen Ryoma.

Akaji had a bit of a smile on his face and watched as the score changed.

Sure enough, the outspin serve alone is not a powerful trick.

However, in ten minutes, No. 5 scored two points to tie the score.

The two sides were still fighting, but Sanada never touched the ball.

Although standing in front of the net like Echizen, the ball was picked up by Echizen Ryoma alone.

Sanada Kenichiro stands on the side of Echizen Ryoma, ready to fill the position.

The high school students on the opposite side of the No. 5 court kept hitting the ball into the depths, trying to break up the position of the two.

Echizen Ryoma’s one-foot small step is very agile to counterattack.

Sanada swung his racket and finally began to fight back.

His swing was quite fast, and the two were caught off guard.

“What’s going on, it’s like several rackets have appeared?!”

“That’s right, I can’t see the dots clearly!”

The two men chased the ball one after the other.

But no one had time to hit the ball back.

The ball flew steadily towards the bottom line, leaving a black trail on the ground.

The dust raised flew up and stained Oni Jujiro.

His hair also flew away from the turbulent airflow, and his eyes narrowed.

Seijuro Akaji stood in place with an indifferent expression, his eyes catching the speed of Sanada’s swing, and the corners of his mouth fluttered.

Sanada’s invisible lead shot was even stronger than before.

On the sidelines, a hint of arrogance appeared between Keigo Jibe’s eyebrows.

“Sanada, worthy of being one of the aces of Tachikai.”

Sanada began to strike, and Echizen Ryoma’s position also retreated from the front of the net to the bottom line.

Letting the tall Sanada serve as the front of the net was indeed unexpected.

And this is all Akaji’s arrangement.

Although at first Echizen Ryoma was very unaccustomed.

Due to his small size, his vision is obscured by Sanada in front.

But because of this, his defender ability can be strengthened.

By moving left and right, practice the ability to fill positions instantly.

Echizen Ryoma stood near the bottom line, and throughout the scene, the perspective was completely different from the previous one.

Bang bang!

Sanada confidently handed the ball behind him to Echizen Ryoma.

The cooperation of the two people is becoming more and more harmonious.

On the sidelines, Kintaro Toyama slammed his cheering slogans.

He was much more excited than the people on the field.

Boom!

The tennis ball landed and was shot back by Sanada.

His eyes under the brim of his hat glowed coldly, full of fighting intent.

“Immobile as a mountain-”

Bang bang!

“Fast as the wind!”

The gap widened, and Pitch 9 had the upper hand for a while.

Not far from the stadium, Irie Sota and Tokugawa Kazuya are closely watching the game.

Everyone thought that Course 5 had won, but the second doubles game was lost to Court 9.

Sanada and Echizen Ryoma took their first victory in less than an hour.

The two returned like heroes in triumph and were warmly cheered by the team members.

“The smaller the one, the more you have to win, and you have to play!”

Echizen Ryoma gulped down the water, his face calm and cold under the brim of his hat.

Although they won this game, they played hard.

Both sides expended a lot of physical strength.

Sanada wiped the sweat from his face with a towel and looked at Keigo Jibe, who was about to play.

“Is the trail a single?”

Keigo Jibe held his tennis racket and walked in the direction of the court.

Oni Jujiro saw Keigo Jibe and whispered to himself.

“That guy seems to have some strength too.”

The singles players sent out by Court 5 were burly and a head taller than the trail.

The two people stand across the ball, and there is still a big gap in body size.

The big tall man looked at Keigo Jibe somewhat condescendingly and mocked.

“Hey, junior high school students, don’t be too arrogant, the next thing is to move the real thing.”

Keigo Jibe was not provoked by the other party in the slightest.

He is quite mature and steady, not like a teenager of this age.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his somewhat seductive voice sounded.

“Uncle Ben is going to be real, ahhh~~”

“Wait a minute, ghost.” Before the game began, a voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw a familiar voice.

“Watanabe, what’s wrong with you?”

Yuichi Watanabe walked up to Oni Jujiro, looked at Keigo Jibe on the field, and said with a smile.

“Ghost, let me get on this plate.”

Oni Jujiro clasped his hands in front of him, his expression indifferent.

No matter who is sent, he only cares about the outcome of the game.

Watanabe’s strength is also ranked first on the No. 5 court.

Yuichi Watanabe suddenly appeared, causing the blood in Keigo Jibu’s body to boil.

Remembering that before qualifying, he lost miserably to Watanabe, the flame of revenge burned in Keigo Jibe’s heart.

He had long wanted to fight that guy.

And now, he is confident of winning anyone.

Seijuro Akaji looked at the essence in Keigo Jibe’s eyes and said to himself with a light smile.

“That guy’s eyes are not bad.”