Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 136 etc.

phantom? ! ! ! !

Hearing the restraint move that Fujiwara said, Kirihara was slightly taken aback, and soon, a confident smile filled his face, phantom is one of his unique moves.

"Hmph~" Kirihara licked|licked the corner of his mouth, the movement looked a bit weird, and he tightened his hand holding the racket, "Edogawa, I will definitely beat you."

"Really." Sakura said indifferently, and regardless of Kirihara who was stiffened by her tone, she picked up the yellow-green ball and squeezed it lightly, and glanced at Kirihara who was ready to catch the ball. Can't help frowning slightly, this guy must have heard Fujiwara's words, does he want to use phantom to suppress her elbow?It's really interesting, I don't know if he can suppress it with his little strength?I really look forward to it.

Thinking about it, the cold poppies quietly bloomed at the corner of his mouth, a little cold and weird, his eyelids narrowed slightly, in this case, Kirihara, you have to catch my ball.

bang~
bang~
The ball bounced back and forth between the plastic field and Sakuraichi's palm, and the pitch-black shadow on the ground changed from big to small.

wow——

call out--

The moment the wind blows, the yellow-green ball is thrown into the sky, and the shadow on the ground gets smaller and smaller, and then gradually gets bigger and bigger...

Snapped--

With a crisp sound, the dark green racket pierced the air, and before the traces could be fainted, the tennis ball turned into a stream of light and shot towards the opposite field. .

"KUSO!!!" Xiang Riyue was startled, and his golden-brown pupils widened, "It's so fast!!!!"

"No..." No, Yushi Ninzu's eyes under the lens reflected the tennis ball flying towards Kirihara, his pupils gradually narrowed, no, Edogawa's speed can't be just this, this tennis ball...

"Haha... I won it," Kirihara laughed arrogantly, holding the racket tightly with both hands, aiming at the flying ball, his eyes froze, "Phantom... hit the ball!!!!"

Snapped--

hum-

The tennis ball that was hit instantly flew in the opposite direction to Sakuraichi's field, and when it crossed the middle field of Kirihara field, dozens of tennis balls suddenly appeared, flying to the opposite side at different speeds, strengths, and directions of rotation. Sakuraichi.

Looking at the dozens of tennis balls flying towards him, Sakura raised her eyebrows slightly, but her feet didn't move at all, almost at the same time...

bang——

wow-

The sound of tennis balls hitting the ground and then bouncing onto the isolation net sounded one after another. Dozens of tennis balls finally converged at one point and fell into the isolation net, whirling and whirling. Light smoke continued to emerge from the tennis balls, making a whining sound. .

This ball... Yushi Ninzu stretched out his hand to help his glasses, and let the white cold light flash on the lens. If he guessed correctly, Edogawa did it on purpose, and there must be a conspiracy.

Then... Liu's tight eyelids moved slightly, the tip of the pen paused slightly on the notebook, and his eyes fell on Yingyi. What is she planning?
Intentional?

Atobu's eyelashes trembled slightly, Sakura's figure was reflected in her dark blue pupils, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously blurred into a slight arc, she was really... not a gorgeous woman.

Fuji tilted his head slightly, and the ends of his chestnut hair hung to one side. On his delicate and beautiful face, there was still that elegant smile. Looking at Ying Yi's figure, the curve of the corner of his mouth became softer, Ying Yi, yours The idea... is really bad fun.

really curious...

Yukimura closed his eyelids, a deep vortex was gradually conceived in the iris-purple eyes, sweeping the blue and white voice, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, what exactly does Edogawa want to do?

At the speed of this ball...

Tezuka glanced at his brows indiscriminately, his stern face remained unchanged, and the thin figure of Sakuraichi was reflected on the lens. Kirihara would definitely be able to fight back at the speed of the ball. In this way, Sakuraichi deliberately slowed down. Slow down, what does she want to do?
Looking at Yingyi's back, Fujiwara didn't say anything, but slightly closed his eyelids, a touch of helplessness flashed across his eyes, Yingyi still likes this.

"Pfft," Nioh said jokingly, curling his braids, "it's getting more and more interesting."

Yagyu Hiroshi next to him pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose with his middle finger habitually, but did not speak.

"Ah la~" Zhisha blinked, and said with some disdain: "It doesn't look very good, it didn't even catch Kirihara's phantom."

"Zhisha!!!"

"Ah!! Inoue-senpai, I... sorry!!!"

Inoue frowned, and glanced at the women's finalists who were staring at them. He couldn't help feeling a little dizzy, and nodded friendly to them with a dry smile.

After several people turned around, their faces were slightly serious. This Edogawa... must have a purpose, otherwise, the speed of the ball would not be so slow.

"Yo~Xi!!! Called back, hum~"

Kirihara, who didn't know anything, clenched his fists and smiled complacently. At the same time, he said provocatively to Sakura who was facing him: "Edogawa, come on, I will definitely crush you."

呲味——

He withdrew his gaze from the spinning tennis ball on the isolation net, and turned to look at Kirihara, who was somewhat proud of himself on the opposite court.

Sakura closed her dark red eyelids and didn't speak. She just took out a tennis ball from her trousers purse, patted it and grabbed it, and glanced at Kirihara. The ball was thrown into the sky.

Snapped--

The sound of hitting the ball sounded, and the tennis ball instantly flew to the opposite field. Compared with the speed of the previous ball, this one has increased a little, but it has only increased a little, not much faster than before.

"Hmph, Edogawa, your elbows are useless to me," Kirihara said loudly, while stepping back with his right foot, slowly raising his right hand holding the racket, he said with a bit of pride, " It’s better to change the trick.”

Snapped--

bang——

wow-

The tennis ball turned into dozens of balls and flew to the opposite field together. Before Yingyi could distinguish which one was real and which one was fake, it hit the isolation net heavily, and then fell to the ground and bounced lightly.

"Hey!!!! I really restrained~~"

Kikumaru stared at the dark sapphire blue cat pupils, and said in disbelief: "How could this be? Sakuraichi was restrained by Kirihara, why didn't he use other moves?"

bang——

When Kikumaru was struggling, he slammed another ball heavily into Sakuraichi's field, and immediately couldn't help roaring: "Ahhhh, what should I do, Sakuraichi hastened to use other moves, don't lose to Kirihara, It’s all 0-40, we must clean up Kirihara!!!”

bang——

Almost when Kikumaru finished speaking, Kirihara's phantom landed at Sakuraichi's feet again, but Sakuraichi still didn't receive it as in the previous few times.

"Hey, why is this~"

Shoko Aihara scratched her hair in some distress, the lollipop in her mouth turned from left to right, pointed to the ball next to Sakura's foot and asked Fujiwara, "Deputy Minister, the Minister can't tell which one is the real ball. Is it? It's all 1:1."

"No." Fujiwara glanced at her, then looked at Sakuraichi who was ready to catch the ball again, and said slowly, still in a cold tone, "She's waiting."

wait? ? ? ? ?
Upon hearing this sentence, Tezuka and the others, who had sensed something was wrong since Sakura served the ball, couldn't help but turned their heads to look at her, wondering what she was waiting for Sakuraichi to wait for?
(End of this chapter)