The Great Demon King of Internet

Chapter 11, Invading Akutsujin
  After taking a look at the glass mirror of the shop next to him, Akutsujin was very satisfied with his hair that was dyed white and straightened.

Although it takes more than half a bottle of gel water to fix the hair, it is still very cost-effective.

This hairstyle and color perfectly bring out your fierce temperament.

The students who passed by him either subconsciously gave way or lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at him.

Saved a lot of trouble.

Unlike before, when I had that brown watermelon hairstyle, a stupid girl actually confessed to me? And the aunt wants to touch her head? There are even women who want to take care of themselves?

It makes me sick just thinking about it!
  Akutsujin originally inherited his mother's fair skin and good looks. With brown hair, he is indeed outstanding in appearance.

But after changing to a gray-white broomstick, Liu Hai no longer blocked his fierce eyes.

Now Akutsujin is as pale as an evil ghost in hell, giving people a feeling that no one should approach him.

But what he doesn't know is that there are still girls who like his "dangerous" charm, discussing him in places where he can't see, and secretly giving him pointers.

From school to Akutsu's home, you need to pass through several alleys.

There are not many pedestrians here and it is relatively quiet. It is Akutsu's favorite route to and from school.

But today in the alley, the sound of a girl crying could be heard, and there was a girl beside her who was persuading something.

Akutsu passed by and took a look, his eyes lingering subconsciously for a while.

Because girls who cry are cute.

Although Akutsu doesn't want to admit it, he subconsciously likes this type, which is very similar to his mother.

…………

"Xiaoxue, look at the road! You're going to hit a telephone pole again!"

"Ah...oh...Aling, thank you..."

Sato Rei angrily pulled Kinoshita Koyuki into the alley and shouted loudly: "Don't do this! Koyuki! It's been a week, how long will you continue to be ignorant? Sengoku Qingjun is a big scumbag! Stinky shit! !You don’t deserve this for him!”

"I...I..." Kinoshita Koyuki knelt down aggrievedly, hugging her knees, and couldn't stop her tears from flowing.

"Aling... I... I'm fine... I'll be fine in a few days..."

Sato Rei gritted her teeth with hatred. Her best friend was a very innocent girl. Ever since she dated the sunny boy Qianshi Qingshun, she had tied her heart to him.

As a result, Qingchun Sengoku dumped Koyuki some time ago!
  He also confessed that he was a big scumbag who was having affairs with more than a dozen girls at the same time!

Let her best friend be so sad!

Damn scumbag! He must be taught a lesson!
  At this time, Sato Rei noticed Aku Tsujin passing by and looked at him.

First she was startled by his appearance, and then she recognized him.

Although his hairstyle has changed, he is indeed my elementary school classmate, Aku Tsujin.

Sato Rei quickly stepped forward and stopped Akutsu.

Yajiujin said nothing and stared at her coldly.

Under the evil gaze, Sato Rei swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said bravely: "Hello Akutsujin. Do you still remember me? I am your elementary school classmate, Sato Rei."

Akujin asked impatiently: "What's the matter?"

"I...I remember that you learned karate. I want to ask you to teach someone a lesson..."

"No interest, get out!"

"I-I will pay!"

At this time, Xiaoxue ran over and pulled Sato Ling.

"Aling! How could you do this?"

"I can't be more angry! That scumbag always abandons you, I must teach him a lesson!"

"Aling, no matter what, we can't solve the problem in this violent way!"

Kinoshita Koyuki pulled Sato Rei aside, then turned around and bowed to Akutsujin and apologized: "I'm sorry, classmate. I apologize for causing you trouble."

She was obviously crying, but she still tried to smile.

It suddenly brought back bad memories of Akutsujin.

With a groan, Akutsu walked out of the alley.

But he didn't go far, he just stopped at the corner and listened quietly to the conversation between the two girls.

What did that woman say just now? Beginning with chaos and finally giving up? Akutsu hated people like this the most.

Just like that man, not only did he domestic violence against him when he was a child, but he also abandoned the stupid woman at home and went to live with another woman somewhere.

Only that stupid woman and herself were left to depend on each other.

Seeing this girl crying and smiling, she looks exactly like that stupid woman!
  Damn it, my good mood is gone today!
  "Xiaoxue! You are so kind! You would rather be wronged. A scumbag like Qingchun Qianshi! You must deal with it!"

"Aling, you don't know...Qianshi-kun, he admitted his mistake to me sincerely. I don't resent him. I just can't accept it..."

After hearing this and knowing the name of that scumbag, Akutsujin no longer had the patience to continue, turned around and left here.

Stupid girl, just as stupid as the stupid woman at home.

Is Qianshi innocent? I think I've heard his name before, he's from the tennis club.

Hey, it’s boring stuff like tennis again.

Anyway, I have nothing to do to kill time!

…………

The next day, the tennis club of Yamabuki Middle School was training in full swing.

The voice of Deputy Minister Kentaro Minami was heard from time to time.

"Come on, come on! There are still three groups to go in the 50-meter round-trip run!"

"Rest for ten minutes and continue practicing swings for 100 times."

"Leap frog with weight, get ready."

With the most professional equipment and physical trainers, the progress of everyone in Yamabuki can be seen with the naked eye.

Everyone strives to be the first and refuses to lag behind.

Minister Setsuna set the rules and Yamabuki would organize trials every month to implement the principle of survival of the fittest.

Everyone has the potential to become the main candidate.

Although the minister took leave and was not under the supervision of the department, everyone still worked very hard.

The old man looked at everyone with a smile, his eyes full of relief.

At some point, Akutsujin walked in from the sidelines.

He walked directly to the coach's bench and sat down next to Lao Ban.

He crossed his legs, leaned on the backrest, and looked at the people training in the field with a superior look.

Have no idea what politeness is.

This act of inciting hatred instantly attracted the attention of the entire tennis club.

Kentaro Minami stepped forward and said angrily: "Classmate, this is the coaching bench. If you want to watch the training, please go to the spectator area next to it."

Dongfang Masami next to him looked at it and said uncertainly: "Are you Akutsujin? Have you changed your hairstyle?"

When the old man heard this, he narrowed his eyes.

Aku Tsujin? Is he the kid with S-level potential on Mifune's list?

Hehe laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. The coaching bench didn't say that outsiders are not allowed to sit. Everyone can continue training, don't worry."

Akujin sneered: "Old man, what's the use of leading this group of trash? No matter how much you practice, you can't escape the category of trash."

These words immediately aroused public outrage.

"What did you say?"

"hateful!"

"How dare you be rude to your companion?"

"Arrogant guy! Are you looking down on us?"

"I'm going to teach him a lesson!"

Ji Muji stepped forward seriously and said: "Junior, if you are here to study or visit tennis training, then we welcome you. If you are here to cause trouble, then I can only inform the security."

whispering sound!
  Aku Tsujin stood up from the coaching bench with his hands in his pockets.

He glanced at everyone and asked, "Who is Qingchun Qianshi?"

Qianshi covered his forehead helplessly, it turned out that he was looking for trouble...

As soon as Akutsu came in, he had a bad feeling.

Although I didn't know Akutsujin before, I had heard of his evil reputation.

If someone who is not a relative comes to look for him, needless to say, it is most likely to avenge some girl who has been hurt by him.

Qianshi stepped forward quickly and smoothed things over: "You're here to find me, don't worry about it, just keep practicing!"

People nearby were talking a lot.

"Looking for Qianshi?"

"What happened to Qianshi again?"

"Maybe it's the old love debt again..."

"Hush, let's go to the theater and watch the theater..."

Sengoku walked up to Akutsu naked and squatted down skillfully with his head in his hands: "Uh, Akutsu-san, do it. If you can, please don't break my bones."

Akutsujin's veins were pulsing on his forehead. He really wanted to beat Qianshi in front of everyone, make him lose face, and then leave with a slap on the butt.

But you are so cooperative, how can I attack you?

Akutsu said fiercely: "Are you telling me what to do? Why should I beat you?"

Qianshi raised his head and asked in confusion: "Aren't you here to teach me a lesson for girls?"

Yajiu gritted his teeth angrily.

Although this is indeed the case, why should I admit such a low reason?

Looking around, Akutsujin picked up an idle tennis racket from the side.

"I heard that you are a tennis genius? Let's play a game and see if you are just trash and trash like everyone else!"

Qianshi sighed, stood up straight, and looked at Banlao, his eyes full of determination.

Ban Lao instantly understood what Qian Shi meant and nodded with a smile.

Qianshi looked at Akutsu seriously: "If you just insulted me, I would laugh it off, but you insulted everyone here. I agree to fight you. If you lose, I hope you can sincerely apologize to everyone."

Akujin sneered: "What if you lose? Kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Qianshi shook his head: "I won't beg for mercy from you, but if I lose, you can beat me up or spit on my face. I'll let you do whatever you want."

"Then it's settled!"

Qianshi looked back at Yoshiki Satoshi: "Senior, please be the referee."

Seeing that his boss acquiesced to this matter, Jimaki nodded and stepped onto the referee's chair.

Sengoku and Akutsu walked to both sides of the field respectively. Sengoku reminded: "Classmate, you should warm up first."

Akutsu said disdainfully: "Tennis is a boring sport that doesn't require warm-up. It's a waste of time. You serve first."

Qianshi took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The other party not only insulted his friend, but also insulted his favorite tennis.

In today's game, he will not lose no matter what.

Seeing the two of them getting ready, Satoshi Yoshiki announced: "Sengoku Seijun VS Akutsujin, the set is over. Sengoku Seijun's serve, let's begin!"

Qianshi opened his eyes, his eyes full of determination.

Throw the ball, bend your knees, do a little jump.

The body is fully opened, and the arms are smoothly connected to the tennis ball.

Kentaro Minami's eyes widened.

This is not a tiger roar, this is...

The tennis ball carried a strong internal topspin and landed in the forehand area on the right side of Akutsujin's body.

Just when Akutsu was about to raise his hand to fight back, the tennis ball uncharacteristically bounced towards Akutsujin's face.

Akutsu was startled, and his extraordinary neurological reaction speed caused him to turn his head away in time, and the tennis ball flew out from his face.

"15:0"

Banlao chuckled and said: "When did this kid Qianshi learn the external spin serve? He has already practiced it well."

Akutsujin touched the faint heat on his cheek and sneered: "Interesting."

His expression became more serious. He bowed his body and lunged forward with his right leg, making a strange movement like a standing start.

Everyone nearby couldn't help but talk.

"What is he doing?"

"What is this weird posture?"

Qianshi didn't pay attention and hit another external spin serve.

"The same moves are useless to me!"

The moment he waited for the tennis ball to bounce, Akutsu suddenly exerted force on his right leg, jumped into the air, and arched his body to an exaggerated angle.

This take-off leaves enough space to easily bring Sengoku's outspin serve within attack range.

drink!
  A fierce smash ball hit Qianshi's frontcourt hard.

It shocked the audience for a hundred years.

What is this exaggerated and weird action?

Was Sengoku's off-spin serve broken so quickly?
  Qianshi's expression was very calm, and even if his new trick was broken, he showed no signs of panic.

Instead, he chases the ball hard, moves actively, looks for opportunities, and tries to counterattack accurately.

After a few rounds of back and forth, Akutsu sneered: "Is that all? Your speed is too slow!!"

A precise forehand hit, Qianshi couldn't catch it, and the tennis ball flashed from the blind corner of the court.

"15:15"

Qianshi's expression remained unchanged and he calmly returned to the serving area. This time he did not serve with external spin, but chose to hit the ball quickly and flatly.

Akutsujin's playing style is very aggressive. He is obviously receiving the serve, but he plays like his own serve.

His figure is like a ghost, and he often makes some unreasonable movements, but these movements can often produce great counterattack effects.

Banlao touched his chin and thought to himself: Akutsujin is worthy of S-class potential, he has really incredible physical fitness. His motor nerves, body strength, speed, flexibility, and sense of balance are all outstanding, otherwise he would not be able to make these unnatural movements. Unfortunately, I am still a layman when it comes to playing tennis. I don’t know how to change the rhythm, nor how to add spin. I can only hit hard. You can't defeat Qian Shi like this.

Qianshi in the field also discovered this keenly.

Although the opponent's athletic ability is superior to his, the intention of hitting the ball is too simple.

Although the opponent's speed is astonishing, as long as he slightly changes the way he hits the ball, a simple short hit from the front court will mobilize Akutsu to step forward to catch the ball. You can open up the space in the backcourt, find flaws, and quickly grasp the rhythm on the court.

"30:15"

"40:15"

"Game, Qianshi wins this game, 1:0."

Everyone outside the stadium was very excited and cheered for Qianshi.

Someone even shouted: "Admit defeat! You are no match for Qianshi!"

Banlao frowned, stood up and said, "Students, stay quiet and don't interfere with the duel on the field!"

Only then did everyone calm down.

After losing the first game and hearing the cynicism from outsiders, Akutsu's expression became even colder.

I have to admit that this Qianshi is not a parallel import.

He is as different from the top student in the coaching class as he was in the fifth grade of elementary school. He gradually became excited.

It has always been his pleasure to challenge the strong.

Sengoku is pure, strong enough, and a good target to defeat.

Qianshi keenly caught the change in Akutsu's aura.

The opponent's momentum has changed. I can't be careless in the next game.

"Drink!"

Aku Tsujin's serve was accompanied by an angry roar and a powerful flat shot that hit the dead center of the receiving area.

Although the angle is very simple, the ball has great power.

Qianshi frowned, this ball was so heavy.

He barely hit the ball back with a chip-and-pick approach.

Akutsujin had already moved to the net like a ghost, and made a jumping smash to secure the point.

"0:15"

His speed became faster, 10% faster than in the first game.

Sengoku's expression was very serious, waiting intently for Akutsujin's second serve.

Akutsujin sneered sinisterly: "Senshi Qingchun, accept your defeat honestly!"

It was another powerful serve, but Qianshi had already held the shot with both hands and was fully prepared to successfully receive the serve.

The tug-of-war returned to the scene.

Very good, I successfully stabilized the rhythm. Next, like the first game, open up space by short-sucking in the frontcourt.

At this time, Akutsujin said coldly: "As I said, the same moves are useless to me! Your speed is too slow!"

There was smoke under his feet, and he rushed to the front court like a cheetah. Facing Qian Shi's front court, he took a short breath and dunked the racket in his hand hard.

Qianshi couldn't catch up in time and could only watch the ball fall in the dead center of the front court.

"0:30"

"0:40"

"Game, Aku Tsujin wins this game, the score is 1:1"

After being equalized, Qianshi let out a sigh of relief.

The opponent's athletic ability is truly amazing. Apart from the minister, this is the first opponent who can put so much pressure on himself.

However, Akutsujin, you are not as good as the minister's precautions.

The minister's strength is disappointing. Your strength just makes me feel a little troublesome.

Concentrate on using my excellent dynamic vision to the fullest.

If I can't catch up with the ball you hit, I'll predict your ball path in advance.

In the third game, Qianshi’s serve.

Akutsu continued to attack like a storm, and Sengoku's position seemed to be in danger, but it always stood firm.

The initiative on the court clearly lies with Akutsu, but Sengoku is always the one who scores in the end.

"15:0"

"15:15"

"30:15"

"40:15"

"Game, Qianshi wins this game, 2:1"

Akutsujin was shocked and confused.

Is the opponent's speed getting faster? Why can you catch up with my fastball? The next game is my serve game. I want to see what you are doing?

In the fourth game, Akutsujin did not attack rashly, but patiently observed Sengoku's actions. After a few rounds, he saw the mystery.

snort! Did you anticipate my actions and respond half a beat in advance?
  Then I will let you be clever but be mistaken for cleverness!

With a fierce volley, Akutsu aimed at the blind spot of Sengoku's backhand area.

Sengoku's dynamic vision captures this keenly.

On the left? He reacted quickly by moving.

Akutsu shouted: "You moved too early!"

The moment he hit the ball, Akutsu relied on his powerful nerve reaction speed to quickly change the direction of the ball.

The ball accurately landed on Sengoku's right side.

Turn the ball back!
  "0:15"

Qianshi froze in place, did he return the ball like the minister?

No, nothing like the minister.

The minister used his strength to suppress me and easily teased me with a backhand shot.

Aku Tsujin, he relied on his own physical fitness to achieve this effect.

However, to hit this kind of shot, you have to maintain a high degree of concentration. I want to see how long you can persist.

boom! boom! boom!
  "0:30"

"15:30"

"15:40"

"30:40"

"Game, Aku Tsujin wins this game, 2:2"

Qianshi took a long breath and slowly adjusted his breathing.

The Akutsujin on the opposite side is like a monster. Every counterattack in this game requires him to maintain a high degree of concentration, otherwise Akutsu will not be able to break his visual prediction.

But Akutsu actually resisted, and even became more and more comfortable with this kind of instant change of direction.

Sengoku doubted whether Akutsu would be able to be exhausted to the limit in this round.

In the fifth game, Qianshi's serve game, after a topspin bounce serve, Qianshi kept jumping on the spot.

Dongfang Masami suddenly realized: "This is a small step. Through the small step, you can react half a beat faster. Coupled with Sengoku's dynamic vision, even if Akutsu uses a change of direction to hit the ball, Sengoku still has a chance to respond!"

With the help of Xiao Suibu, the situation returned to balance again.

That's right, through small steps, even if Akutsujin chooses to change direction, Sengoku can quickly change the direction of movement through the jump of small steps.

However, if the angle of Akutsujin's return attack is tricky enough, even if Sengoku takes a small step, he will not be able to catch up with the ball.

Unfortunately, Aku Tsujin hasn't played tennis for a long time. On the basis of changing direction, he does not have enough feel for the ball and cannot hit the ball 100% to the absolute dead corner.

Therefore, when Akutsu was unable to hit the blind spot, the initiative rested with Sengoku and he won the score.

When Akutsu can hit the blind spot, he gets the score.

The scores of the two have also been rising alternately.

The scene was tense for a full hour.

"Game, Aku Tsujin wins this game, the score is 6:6"

Tie-break!

At this time, both Senseki and Akutsujin were sweating profusely.

Although their physical strength has been exhausted to the limit, the eyes of the two people are still full of concentration and determination.

In the tie-break, Qianshi started with the first ball.

After that, each player served two balls in a row.

In a tennis match, the server must have the upper hand. This is an iron rule.

1:0, Qianshi successfully scored the first point.

But Akutsujin did his part, and the closer to the end, the stronger his concentration became.

1:2, Ajiujin scored two points in a row.

之后，3:2，3:4，5:4，5:6，7:6
  The two fought so hard that it was impossible to tell who had the advantage.

At this time, Sengoku was leading by one point, and the next ball was Akutsu's serve.

His momentum was like a rainbow, showing no signs of fading, and Qian Shi, who was suppressed with ferocious attacks, was retreating steadily.

Qianshi dealt with it patiently, using small steps and visual predictions to barely hold on.

After several rounds of tug-of-war, Akutsujin finally got a glimpse of an angle.

Chance ball!
  Change direction and strike back, aiming precisely at this point.

"Aha!!!"

Qian Shi stepped hard on the ground and threw himself hard at the ball. The front end of his racket barely recovered the ball.

At this time, a vague spiritual power suddenly flashed across his body, and his sense of the ball increased instantly.

This ball miraculously hit the net and turned into a short ball in the front court.

Kentaro Minami couldn't help but shout: "Here it comes, Sengoku's lucky blow."

Akutsujin shouted angrily: "Don't underestimate me!"

He quickly ran to the frontcourt, and after such a long tug-of-war, he was still able to maintain extremely fast speed.

According to the pace he was advancing, he would definitely be able to catch up with Qianshi's goal.

But at the next moment, Akutsujin felt a sharp pain in his left calf muscle. He suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground with a bang.

The tennis ball rolled in front of him.

Yoshiki Satoshi announced: "Tie-break, 8:6, total score 7:6, winner, Qingjun Sengoku."

Akutsujin was holding his calf, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was looking at the score board.

He had cramps because he didn't warm up before the fight.

So he lost, lost due to his own arrogance.

Qian Shi seemed to have been relieved of a thousand kilograms of weight and collapsed to the ground.

"I have no strength at all! Someone help me, my ankle hurts!"

Minami Kentaro, Higashikata Masami, Shintomi Inakichi and others quickly came in to help him.

Dongfang Masami checked Qianshi's ankle and couldn't help but said angrily: "You idiot, don't you even take off the weights on your feet when you compete with others?"

Qianshi was stunned for a moment: "Damn it, I was so immersed in training that I forgot about this."

Akutsujin gritted his teeth, limped over from the other side of the field, and grabbed Qianshi's collar.

"You actually play ball with me while carrying a weight, do you look down on me?"

Qianshi clasped his hands together and apologized with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, Akutsu-san, I really didn't mean it. You played so hard with you that I completely forgot about the weight."

Akutsujin looked at Qianshi intently for a while, pushed him away, dragged his cramped leg and walked out of the training ground.

After walking a few steps, Akutsujin suddenly stood there in silence.

The next moment, he turned around and bowed solemnly to everyone in the tennis club.

"I'm sorry, I apologize for my previous rudeness!"

Thunderous applause came from the field.

"It's okay, Akutsu-san, we forgive you!"

"Akutsu-kun, you fought well!"

"Qianshi was taught a terrible lesson by you!"

"Well done, we've wanted to beat him up for a long time, but we just can't beat him in tennis!"

The praise and cheers from the crowd made Akutsujin blush.

"Hey, what a bunch of boring guys!"

Akutsujin felt uncomfortable all over and just wanted to get out of here quickly!

I don’t need your cheers and encouragement! I hate these things the most!
  When he turned around to leave, someone held his cramped calf.

Ajiu Jinren suddenly looked down and saw Banlao squatting down and gently squeezing his gastrocnemius.

"Smelly old man, what are you going to do?"

The old man smiled and said: "Akutsu, although the cramp is not a serious injury, you still need to take good care of it. If you force it to move, it will easily leave sequelae. Everyone helped Akutsu to the rest area and treated the cramps and sprains. Get the spray."

After Banlao gave the order, everyone in the tennis club came forward enthusiastically.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

"Akutsu-kun, be careful!"

"I'll hold my arm!"

"I'll lift his feet!"

Akutsujin's face became redder and redder.

"you!"

"What are you doing!"

"do not come!"

"Don't come near me!"

"Do not touch me!"

"Put me down!"

"I'm going to hit you!"

To put it bluntly, it was all about intimidation. Akutsu's voice could not be heard clearly under the noise of everyone.

Everyone scrambled to put Akutsujin into the rest area. Dongfang Masami straightened Akutsujin's left leg, grabbed his foot and pressed it hard.

Minami Kentaro took out the spray and sprayed Akutsujin's calves as if it was free of charge.

The old man's face was full of a familiar fox smile: "Akutsu-kun, are you not willing to lose in today's game?"

"Old man, what exactly do you want to say?"

"There can't be just one showdown between men. Not to mention that in today's match, you took a lot of advantage."

"Did I take advantage?"

"That's right, let's not talk about the fact that Qianshi has a weight on his body. Before you fight him, Qianshi has completed a lot of training and used up a lot of physical strength. Isn't this cheap?"

"Old man, do you want to humiliate me?"

"No, no, no, Akutsu-kun, I just want to give you another suggestion for a fair fight. The decision is yours. Do you want to challenge it? Accept the same training and the same weight as Qianshi and try again to see if you can win. Where is Qianshi? Fighting against strong men is a very exciting and interesting thing, isn’t it?”

Ajiu Jinren had a cold face and remained silent.

Seeing that the stubborn boy's attitude had relaxed, Banlao continued to induce: "Besides, my grandson, who is the head of the tennis department of Yamabuki, is much more powerful than Qianshi. After a while, he will come back, you Don’t you want to fight with him?”

Akutsu raised his head and stared at Banlao closely: "Your grandson? Is he more powerful than Qianshi?"

Qianshi smiled bitterly and said: "Not only is it more powerful, the minister beats me, it's 6:0 easily."

"6:0? You can't even win a game?"

"To be precise, I won't get a single point."

Yajiu Jinren thought for a long time, nodded and said: "Okay, I will stay and receive training. But, old man, if you lie to me..."

The old man solemnly promised: "Stay or go, it's up to you!"

(End of this chapter)