The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

“It’s a pleasure to play you here and hopefully you can win the repechage.”

Midorima nodded and replied very officially.

“Congratulations, you did a great job.”

Akaya Kirihara suddenly swooped out from behind Seiichi Yukimura.

He crossed his hands at his waist, looked at the people of the emperor light, and then said very arrogantly.

“Aha, I think you must be too lax, sure enough, the champion is none other than us Lihai.”

In order to prevent Akaya Kirihara from saying too much, Seiichi Yukimura interrupted him.

He continued to say to Midorima.

“I’m looking forward to fighting you again, after all, you beat us in the Kanto Tournament.”

After speaking, Seiichi Yukimura’s eyes sank slightly.

The shame and humiliation that Tachikai has suffered, he Yukimura will wash away in the national competition.

Bang bang!

The cheers of the British national team came to an abrupt end.

Everyone was stunned to look at Seijuro Akaji, who was full of aura on the field, forgetting that he was just a junior high school student.

The members of the British national team discussed privately.

“That kid already has the qualities of a pro.”

“It’s a pity that he is our opponent.”

Seijuro Akaji exuded a cold aura on his body.

Like a powerful air current, the air on the field becomes turbulent.

Circles and rounds of air surge.

Then it instantly turned into a terrifying hellfire.

Flames rose up and surrounded people.

The players of the British national team swallowed a mouthful of spit in fear.

His bright eyes lost their luster, leaving only hollowness.

“Repair… Asura Field…” After Junjima Yudou’s glasses, his eyes were a little surprised.

He had only heard that the top professional players were expected to open the highest realm – none.

The Asura Field is able to melt all skills.

Including dimensional ball skills.

All skills will be “burned” when they encounter the Asura Field.

Like the biblical sulfur stove, it has the power to destroy demons.

He could now vaguely see the terrifying power that was constantly emerging from Akaji.

The spectators on the sidelines also felt the chill standing upright.

“Bang bang!”

Akaji swung his racket and hit a ball with authenticity.

The members of the British national team have long lost their fighting spirit, like a shell.

Boom!

“The game is over, the Japanese team wins, the score is 6-2.”

There was a round of applause from the sidelines.

The women burst into tears.

“Tennis without borders, the Japanese team, played impressive tennis!”

“Who is that player, is it a professional player?”

Kindoshima Yudou heard the discussion of those spectators and silently complained.

He said in his heart, this is a touching tennis ball, it is terrible, right?

He is now very glad that Akaji is their companion, not their enemy.

Seijuro Akaji stood on the court, like an emperor who was worshipped by everyone.

He held the racket and used it to open another door.

Through the live broadcast of the live match, the German national team also saw the whole process of the game.

Volcker, the head of the de national team, said faintly.

“This year’s Japanese team is very spirited, PQ, what do you think?”

PQ, who was named, looked at the information in his hand.

His handsome face did not have much emotion, and said lightly.

“There are many excellent young talents in Japan, and that person just now is Akaji, who is famous in the junior high school world.”

Volker repeated the name, “Akaji.” See if it’s possible to poach him into the German national team. ”

PQ was stunned for a moment and looked up at Volcker.

“Borg, are you serious?”

The corners of Volker Borg’s mouth tugged.

He waved his hand.

“Of course it’s a joke, Ri· I am Hi myself after all.”

Japan, Ben Tokyo.

The finalists for the national competition have been announced on big screens in the venue.

Lihai University, Ice Emperor, Four Heavenly Treasure Temple and other schools are among them.

Previously, Diguang, who was one of the favorites to win the championship, entered the defeated repechage.

In the week before the repechage, Shintaro Midorima supervised the team’s practice according to Akaji’s training plan.

He knew that Akaji at this time was fighting just like them.

He promised Akaji, and he will definitely do it.

“Ahhh~~Green Boy, today’s training should be okay~~”

Atsushi Shihara fell to the ground tired and asked.

Ryota Huangse leaned back in his chair and gasped for air.

I will remember the game he lost to Yukimura, and his expression is suddenly very serious.

“It’s not enough, little Midorima, give me an extra set of training.”

Seeing this, Shogo Haizaki also demanded, “I also want to train more.” ”

Atsushi Ziyuan’s face turned pale.

Look back at your teammates.

They are usually lazier than themselves, why are they so desperate during this time.

“Ahhh~~Then I’ll stay too~~”

Outside the stadium, seeing the spirits of the players, Momoi May showed a relieved smile.

“Tick!”

She quickly connected the phone, “Hey, is it…”

Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Momoi Mayu was delighted.

She was even a little excited and about to jump.

“Really… Really, rest assured… We definitely will! ”

Noticing Momoi’s abnormality, Aomi Daiki asked pretending not to care.

“Hey, May, who called?”

Momoi May looked at him with a smile, but did not answer.

“Don’t tell you, it’s a secret.”

Aomi Daiki “cut”.

Although he was very curious in his heart, he concealed it on his face.

Ryota Huangse joked.

“It can’t be Akaji calling, maybe he’s coming back.”

“Ahhh~~ Is Little Yellow Boy stupid, Little Akaji is abroad now~~”

Ryota Huangse scratched his head and said with a smile.

“Well, Kochiji should have defeated a lot of foreign players, I really want to watch his match!”

The day of the defeated repechage. Everyone in Diguang was imposing.

They lost a game and became more cautious.

“The game is over, Diguang wins!”

After winning the match, Ryota Huangse was very excited to touch Shogo Haizaki and give him a high five.

“Okay little Haizaki, we won!”

In the second match, their opponent was a school in Saitama Prefecture.

Atsushi Zihara, who singled number three, easily came to an end.

Outside the stadium, Diguang’s cheering group was excited.

“Great, win one more game, and the seniors will be able to return to the national competition!”

Bang bang!

“Tokyo Teiko wins!”

The audience cheered.

The resurrection of Diguang was expected by everyone.

On the other side, Seiichi Yukimura, who received this news, smiled indifferently.

He put on his coat lightly.

“If Diguang is resurrected, then defeat them again.”