Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 143 The game after the game

"The game continues with Ju Ju Ping serving."

There was darkness in front of his eyes, and Ju Juping was stunned on the spot, his expression numb, and the grace of the Kyushu heroes was completely gone from him.

"It's so miserable. Seiichi Yukimura, the great Rikkai, is really a scary guy."

Beside the stands, Shiraishi suppressed the shock in his heart. This ability to deprive others of their five senses really made him feel horrified.

the other side.

Fuji and Ini Sadaharu took a deep breath and looked at the confident and calm Yukimura in disbelief.

"This is the existence that stands at the top of the country."

His eyes were slightly opened, and there was a little urgency in Fuji's blue eyes. He had already made an agreement with Tezuka to lead Seigaku to the top of the country.

But now it seems that his strength is far from enough.

With a hint of respect, Yukimura quickly flashed forward and swung the racket in his hand at the bouncing tennis ball mercilessly.

"Even though all five senses were lost, he was still able to serve smoothly. It's amazing!"

The High School Affiliated to Rihai University has won the Kanto Competition for fifteen consecutive years, and they have accomplished it!

"The serve was overtime, Lihai University Affiliated Middle School scored, 0-40."

Liu Rener was shocked when he saw Ju Juping fumbled and threw the tennis ball up.

"It's the end of the game!"

Seeing that the opponent was motionless, the referee urged.

"Clap!"

Kamio Akira punched the railing hard. He closed his eyes in pain, his body trembled slightly, and a strong feeling of unwillingness surged into his heart.

"The king establishes the sea! Fifteenth consecutive hegemony!"

"hateful."

Looking at Ju Juping, his eyes were blank, the tennis ball flew past his feet again and again, and the score was lost due to timeout of serve.

Everyone in Fudo Peak was extremely anxious, constantly hoping for a miracle to happen.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Fifteenth consecutive hegemony in Kanto
Next, they will charge towards the goal of completing the second consecutive national championship.

Yukimura praised in a relaxed tone, his eyes swept over Tachibana Ping, and he could clearly see the ferocious and twisted expression of the other party, but his eyes were still unfocused.

It looks like it has some effect, but not much.
But even so, this spirit of persisting in not giving up at the last moment still won the respect of his opponents.

"Wuhu~!"

Bang!
With a crisp sound, Tachibana finally hit a serve, but it was a serve without any power at all.

Everyone in Lihai high-fived each other to celebrate, with infinite heroic feelings in their hearts.

"Game, Rikkai University Affiliated High School Yukimura Seiichi, 6-1."

"How is this possible, this guy?"

"At the end of the game, Lihai University Affiliated High School won! The total score is 3-1."

Rikkaida, Fudo Peak, and Ice Emperor.
There are too many powerful opponents!
"First serve timeout."

Warm cheers came from outside the stadium, and everyone at Lihai University had a smile of joy on their faces.

And the next moment.

Bang!
The loud sound of hitting the ball echoed on the court, and the tennis ball, carrying a strong wind, flashed past the Orange half court quickly.

"The serve was overtime, Lihai University Affiliated Middle School scored, 0-30."

Jujuping moved.

"You should all recognize the gap between us and Rikkai, right?"

Next year will be the 16th consecutive hegemony in Kanto and the third consecutive hegemony nationwide!

"The second serve was overtime, Lihai University Affiliated Middle School scored, 0-15."

"Tachibana-san, please hurry up and serve.
Hello, Tachibana-san."

Seeing the obvious low morale in the team, Yuki Satoru clapped his hands and asked everyone to look at him.

The cheers of the Tatekai cheerleaders rang out in the audience. In such a warm atmosphere, even Sanada, who lost the game, had a smile on his face.

He has been trying to break through the constraints of the five senses, trying to capture the existence of tennis with wildness.

shuh~
The tennis ball flew up into the air.

"Is it possible that he broke free from Yukimura's five senses?!"

If I could break through Marui Bunta's blockade earlier, would I still have a chance now?
Ishida Tetsu lowered his head and remained silent. Judging from the bulging veins on the back of his hands, his heart was also fluctuating violently at this moment.

Tachibana Juping did not break free from the state of sensory deprivation.

"Always win and establish the sea! Definitely win and establish the sea!"

Yuuki Satoru's calm voice rang in everyone's ears. He had no intention of comforting everyone at Fudomine, and what they needed was not comfort.

“Keep today’s game in mind, and then we will give it all back in the national competition!”

"Yes!"

Everyone raised their fists and responded in unison, and their determined shouts spread throughout the surrounding auditorium.

Ji Letaizo nodded slightly, Yuuki Satoru's prestige among Fudomine members was enough to cope with the blow of this failure.

The awards are over.

Sanada was sent to the hospital early by Yanagi Renji due to red and swollen knees, while Yukimura led the team to prepare to return to school.

"Excuse me~"

After passing through the crowd, Kamio Akira appeared in front of everyone in Tatehai and blocked the way.

"You must be Kamio-san from Fudomine, what can I do?"

With an imperceptible doubt flashing in his eyes, Yukimura handed the trophy to Kirihara Akaya, walked forward with a chuckle and asked.

"There are some things. If I'm not in a hurry, I hope I can borrow some of your time. Coach Ji Le from our school wants to talk to you."

Nodding, Akira Kamio said to Yukimura. He seemed to hesitate when he saw the other person, and he added.

"Senior Yuki said it would be best for you to go there, there is no harm in it.

correct!

It would be best for the nio from your school to come along. "

Yukimura glanced at Niou and found that he was also puzzled, but if he just went over to chat, there should be no problem. So, I thought for a moment.

"Everyone, take a break. Nioh and I will be back later."

Yukimura turned to look at Mori Juzaburo and said softly.

"Senior Maori, they will trouble you."

"Do not worry."

Mouri Juzaburo smiled casually, raised his eyebrows at Yukimura and said.

"What do you think Fudamine's coach will do with Director Yukimura?"

Looking at the three people leaving, Kirihara Akaya asked in a low voice with his head raised.

"Could it be that Fudoho wants to poach the minister?"

Snapped!
"it hurts!"

A chestnut hit, Kirihara Akaya screamed in pain, and immediately squatted down and covered his head.

"What are you thinking about?"

Marui Bunta glanced at Kirihara Akaya angrily and said with his hands on his hips.

"Senior Marui, I want to report your use of violence to the minister!"

Kirihara Akaya rubbed the back of his head and scolded angrily.

But when he saw Marui Bunta raise his fist and it was about to fall down, he quickly ran away and shouted:

"Senior Maori, I'm going to buy a bottle of juice from the vending machine. I'll be back in a minute~"

"What a rough guy."

In front of the vending machine.

Kirihara Akaya put the coins into the machine.

"It's really too much!"

He took out a can of soda from under the machine, turned up his nose and complained softly.

"Hit me on the head with so much force, it will make me stupid, okay?"

He walked slowly to the shade of the tree, sat down on the bench, spread his hands, and looked at the mottled branches and leaves illuminated by the sun.

His thoughts slowly drifted away, and he inexplicably remembered Satoru Yuki who defeated Deputy Minister Sanada, and Ping Tachibana who was able to win a game from Minister Yukimura.

Kirihara Akaya chuckled softly.

"Those two Fudo Peak seniors are really pitiful. They are so powerful, but they meet those scumbag teammates.

There's the drag of those guys.

No matter how hard we try, we can't beat our Tachikai Dai~"

Kirihara Akaya leaned on the back of the bench with his eyes closed and mocked in a disdainful tone.

"I didn't quite hear what you just said. Can you say it again?"

At some point, a cold voice interrupted his thoughts.

"No matter how hard you try"

Subconsciously repeating what he just said, Kirihara Akaya suddenly froze for a moment, opened his eyes, and a black figure came into view.

He raised his head and took a closer look.

A young man with dark blue hair held a can of blueberry juice in his left hand and looked at him with an expressionless face and cold eyes.

Is this team uniform for someone from Fudo Peak?
Seeing the opponent's racket tucked under the arm of his other hand, Kirihara Akaya's lips curved into a meaningful smile.

It just so happens that I couldn't play in this game, so I might as well enjoy it with you.

He looked sideways and looked up and down.

It looks like it can be taken down in less than fifteen minutes. There should be enough time to get back before Minister Yukimura comes back.

Then, Kirihara Akaya stood up and said with a hint of provocation:
"I said, with you scum dragging us down, Fudoho will never be able to defeat us, Rikkaida, no matter what."

The words fell.

The two people's eyes met, and a chill suddenly appeared in the air.

Empty pitch No. 6.

"In fifteen minutes, I'll be done with this game."

As soon as he stepped onto the court, Akaya Kirihara seemed to be a different person.

His expression, tone, and even his movements of holding the racket were all full of aggression.

"As a humble winner, you can serve first."

"Ah."

Opposite him, Ibu Fukaji had a cold expression, and his cold eyes were like two knives directed at Kirihara Akaya.

This guy is unforgivable!
Swish!
The tennis ball was thrown directly into the air. He had no intention of arguing with the opponent. He stretched his arms and slammed the tennis ball with the racket clenched in his hand.

Bang!
A cold pale yellow light left a white scratch on Kirihara Akaya's half.

In the Fudomine team.

"Coach Ji Le, can you be more clear?"

Yukimura frowned, and there was a rare strange fluctuation in his tone.

Looking at Yukimura Seiichi and Niou Masaharu in front of him, Ji Letaizao pondered for a moment, while Yuki Satoru and Tachibana Jupei stood quietly behind them.

"To put it simply and directly, if you want to reach a high enough level in the sport of tennis, there is one thing that you cannot do without.

That is our spiritual power! "

“When mind, body, and technology reach a certain level, you can open the door to the world.

Compared with skills and physical fitness that are easy to train, the ethereal existence of mental power is often the most difficult thing for us to improve. "

"But the two of you have spiritual talents that far exceed those of your peers. I don't know whether to say this is a good thing or a bad thing.

only."

After a pause, Jiletaizo turned his attention to Yukimura Seiichi and continued.

"It's just that judging from your current situation, the situation may be worse than imagined. I hope you can listen carefully to what I am going to say next."

(End of this chapter)