The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Seijuro Akaji’s figure on the court has been photographed by journalists from all over the world.

They were all surprised by the shock that this Japanese junior high school student brought them.

The overseas expedition is in progress, and the Japanese team is in the limelight.

Looking at the Tennis Daily newspaper from overseas, Mamoru Inoue in Tokyo also wanted to report on the ground.

But with the national tournament just around the corner, junior tennis still has a lot to pay attention to.

“Inoue senior, I heard that there is no way for Akaji to compete in the national competition, right?”

Shisa asked very worried and curious.

Mamoru Inoue thought for a moment and replied.

“It seems that this is indeed the case at the moment, after all, overseas expeditions are more important.”

Shimosa was a little indignant.

She squeezed her hands tightly and said excitedly.

“But the national competition is also very important, and I bought a new camera!”

Inoue Mamoru nodded, not denying Shibasaori’s statement.

But suddenly something came to mind, he spoke.

“Then again, Echizen Ryoma of the youth school also went to participate in the National Open, and it is estimated that the national competition will not be able to come back in time.”

“Huh? What, Akaji is not there, and Ryoma is not there? Shisaori lay on the table in frustration and sighed.

Inoue Mamoru glanced at the schedule of the national competition.

I can’t help but look forward to the situation of the national competition.

The absence of Akaji and Echizen made the strength of several schools much more balanced.

However, after Yukimura’s return, Tachikai became the favorite to win the championship again.

Is it really the era of Lihai’s three consecutive hegemonies?

Inside the national competition venue, representatives of several schools will gather here.

The members of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple wore team uniforms and stood neatly in a row.

Coach Watanabe Shu wore a big straw hat and held a bamboo skewer and asked in a thick dialect.

“Spicy (that) Shiraishi, where is Kintaro?”

Shiraishi Kuranosuke was wrapping a bandage and replied nonchalantly.

“Xiao Jin, I guess it’s on the way here.”

Golden Koharu looked at the teenagers in the venue with excitement, and his face was flushed.

He twisted his hips uneasily and said loudly.

“Ah~~That boy is the type Koharu likes~~”

Yuji Ichiji roared angrily.

“Damn, are you cheating!”

Shinobu Qian also covered his forehead and sighed helplessly.

“Come on, these two guys are really embarrassed enough.”

The excitement will eventually pass, and then it’s time for serious competition.

Shitenbao Temple lost to Lihaida last year and is determined to win the championship this year.

“Ahhh~~What school is that, the school uniform is ugly and dead~~”

Atsushi Ziyuan held the snack and lazily complained.

Others immediately noticed the champion team of the Tokyo Kanto Race, Temitsu.

They all cast adoring eyes at the members of Diguang.

“Wow~ it’s Diguang’s eh!”

“That’s right, that’s right, it’s them, the one who defeated Tachikai Dai in the Kanto Competition!”

“In other words, they used to play basketball, and they are really tough!”

The discussion of everyone made Ryota Huangse and the others a little fluttering.

Whether it is basketball or tennis, their “era of miracles” is destined to dominate the country.

What ice emperor, Qingxue, Lihai Da, all go to fight for the second!

“Hey, Huangse, look at the road.” Qingfeng Daiki reminded coldly.

Ryo Huangse stopped too sharply, and if he didn’t react fast enough, he would hit the pillar in front of him.

He touched his forehead, he thought too much just now, and he almost got ugly.

May Momoi, who was walking at the back, chatted with Tetsuya Kuroko.

“A-Zhe, I don’t know why, I always feel very uneasy.”

“Well, honestly, I feel so too. Because people haven’t practiced much lately. ”

Kuroko Tetsuya lowered his head, and his sense of existence became weaker and weaker.

Momoi May frowned and mused.

“If only Akaji-kun were there.”

At this time, Akaji, who was fighting in Britain and abroad, was also paying attention to the national competition in China.

Britain’s opponents are tricky, and the doubles number two match has dragged on for an hour and a half.

“Akaji, I think you’re going to be ready to appear this time.”

The Phoenix of the Equal Courtyard clasped his hands in front of him, looked ahead, and reminded lightly.

Akaji nodded.

“Well, I’ll go warm up.”

Duke Watanabe watched Akaji’s back leave, only then came to the side of the Phoenix of Byodoin and whispered.

“Headman, do you want me to stare at him?”

The Byodoin Phoenix turned his head sideways and glanced at Duke Watanabe.

“That kid is already our companion.”

“Companion? Boss, do you mean it? Duke Watanabe leaned back, looking shocked.

Akaji was warming up outside the stadium when the mobile phone he was carrying rang.

On the other end of the phone, Momoi May was crying.

“Akaji-kun… We, we lost…”

Seijuro Akaji frowned slightly and asked calmly.

“What’s going on, make it clear.”

“The first match was against Tachikai, we lost three sets, by the way, their captain came back, it was he who defeated Huangse…”

Akaji was about to say something when Duke Watanabe shouted at him.

“Hey! Akaji, it’s almost your turn to play! ”

Seijuro Akaji said a few words briefly to Momoi May, and then hung up the phone.

On the other side, Di Guang, who lost the game, was ridiculed by everyone.

“What, I thought Diguang could make it all the way to the finals!”

“I lost the first game, which was a real disappointment.”

“You can’t blame them, after all, the opponent is Lihai Da.”

“I know that as soon as Yukimura comes back, Diguang won’t be able to do it.”

The faces of the members of Diguang were very ugly.

They silently packed their bags and prepared to leave.

Kuroko Tetsuya persuaded gently.

“Everyone cheer up, we still have a chance, it’s just a loss…”

Ryota Huangse lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes.

He whispered to himself.

“No, Lihai Da’s gang is stronger than before.”

As an interim captain, Shintaro Midorima has a great responsibility.

He pushed his glasses and held a handful of loess in his hand.

“I will lose today because my luck is bad, which affects everyone.”

Atsushi Ziyuan ate a piece of potato chips and said lazily.

“Ahhh~~ forget it, Green Boy, I can see it, obviously everyone doesn’t train enough.”

Facing such a straightforward Atsushi Shihara, Midorima Shintaro was speechless.

Seiichi Yukimura, who had won the game, walked towards them.

He wore a coat, and his narrow eyes revealed gentleness.