Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 389 Don't Catch the Ball
But what exactly happened that day?

Why did Yagyu from Kanagawa appear in Tokyo?Why would Sang Yu walk in the snowy night in despair?What did Liu Sheng say to Sang Yu again?And why do you want to teach Sang Yu 'Light/manufacturing'?
All this seems too confusing.

bang——

beep—

"Game Qingxue 2-3, Change/ground, Qingxue serve."

"Oh~ I'm catching up!!!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you're really strong enough, you actually won two rounds with just that move, not bad."

"I don't know how far she can go with only this move. If it's like playing a whole game with only this move, it's completely impossible."

"It's really unlikely. The minister of Kumiyama doesn't seem to be a simple character. The move 'cutting' was used only once to break the D major and C corridors of Aigaku Sangha. I don't know what this move is'Light Will /manufacturing' be deciphered by 'Zhan Po', if it is deciphered, that Sang Yu will be in trouble."

"Did you find the sound of Qingxue's Sang Yu hitting the ball a bit strange?"

"Eh? Is there? I didn't pay attention to listen."

"It does exist. It's very complicated and very light, and it's even more impossible to hear it if you don't pay attention."

"It's troublesome." Standing outside the isolation net, Inoue couldn't help but frowned, his eyes fell on Sang Yu's left hand, the skin of that hand had gradually changed from pink to crimson.

As a senior editor of Tennis Weekly, he has a lot of qualifications. Naturally, he can understand the reason at a glance. It is because the muscle is strained and then overexerted, which causes the muscle to bleed and spread. As the bleeding increases, the skin on the arm surface looks thinner will be redder.

wow-

With a crackling sound, Inoue's right hand buckled the isolation net, and his eyebrows gradually drew together. Sang Yu's hand was no longer able to work. Edogawa, why didn't you stop?
Snapped--

The sound of hitting the ball sounded, with an undetectable noise.Sang Yu maintained his batting posture and watched the ball fly towards the opponent with his expression unchanged, but his face became paler and paler.

hum~
Holding the racket with both hands, the racket slowly rises, blowing the airflow, faint traces are quietly formed in the air, fade and then disappear, the ice-cold brown covers the flying tennis ball, Hitomi, slightly condensed, "cut"

"Hands!!! That's the trick!!!"

"Finally it's time to use it again, can you crack that ball?"

"Pfft," King Ren played with his pigtails, smiling like a fool, "Qingxue is in trouble."

"break--"

Snapped--

Hayama|Nami swung her racket fiercely into the air, only to hear a crisp sound, the shadowless tennis ball that originally flew to her left gradually disappeared, but Hayama|Nami's racket protruded a large piece, but she didn't look at it To the ball, only the sound of rustling friction can be heard.

See through! ! ! !

Sang Yu's pupils froze.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, a tennis ball appeared from scratch, from transparent to obvious, and it was constantly spinning on Hayama Nami's racket.Then, streams of light splashed in all directions, scattered from the racquet net like dots, and the tennis ball shot at Sang Yu, who was on the opponent's court, instantly with a terrifying force. The strong wind whizzed, bringing bursts of crackling sonic booms.

"Sang Yu! Don't pick it up—" Rina slapped it on the isolation net, "Your hands won't be able to bear it!"

"Sang Yu! Give up this ball!"

"Your arms can't take it."

"Sang Yu, did you hear what we said!!!"

(End of this chapter)