The Great Demon King of Internet

Chapter 85: Destruction from junior high school students

"Bantian kid, we're here."

Setsuna looked at the surrounding training facilities, nodded and said: "The First Army's training ground looks much stronger than the grounds outside."

"This is natural. The destructive power of these brats in Yijun cannot be compared to the unsatisfactory ones in the sixteen venues below."

Compared with outside, the training atmosphere here is obviously much more relaxed.

Once they reach the level of the first army, the coaching staff will generally not arrange rigid training tasks for them. They can independently arrange training projects based on their own shortcomings, or directly seek personal help from the coach to start a small business.

There are only four people here at the First Army training ground, and the others are probably busy with their own affairs elsewhere.

Seeing Mifune approaching, everyone stood up quickly and respectfully said hello, coach.

Afterwards, several people looked curiously at Setsuna Hatada who was following Mifune.

Why did the head coach lead a young man to the first army field?

It seems that he is just a junior high school student?

Mifune took a sip of wine and briefly introduced: "This is Setsuna Hatada, who will be the new member of your army from now on."

Then he said to Setsuna: "There are currently 20 regular candidates in the First Army. The other number plates they carry are symbols of status. Just go and get the number you want. I have something else to do, so I won't waste my time here." "

Then, he turned and left.

Mifune's words instantly aroused hatred for Setsuna. Several members of the First Army here all narrowed their eyes unkindly and looked at Setsuna.

Only one person looked at Setsuna with a somewhat surprised look.

Setsuna also noticed him.

"Oh, oh, oh, we're actually acquaintances, Rikkai Dai's Mitsuya Akuto-senpai."

Mitsuya Akuto pushed up his glasses: "It's you, that's right. It's only natural to ask you to come here."

He wears the number NO.19 on his body. In the short time he came to U17, he was able to climb to the level of the first army, which shows his extraordinary potential.

Next to him, No. 13 Tono Atsukyo said impatiently: "Who is this kid? Akuto, is he your junior, Tachikai Dai?"

NO.12 Kimijima Ikuto chuckled and said: "I told you, pay more attention to the news when you have nothing to do. This is a very famous junior high school student nowadays and is praised by the West as the strongest junior high school student!"

Tohno Atsukyo said disdainfully: "Huh? So what if I'm the strongest? I'm just a junior high school student."

No. 8 Kaji Feng looked at Setsuna a little longer, remembered the video he watched the day before yesterday, and sat back silently without speaking.

Setsuna pointed to the number plate on Tohno Tokkyo's collar with great interest: "Are you No. 13?"

Tohno Tokyo narrowed his eyes: "What? Do you have any objections, kid?"

"Number 13 is a bit useless. Use your number to make up the number first. It's better than nothing."

Tohno Atsukyo's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he said with a strange smile: "You arrogant brat, how dare you choose me as your target? It just so happens that my hands are itchy today. Since you don't want to live anymore, then come to the court and die!"

Kimijima Ikuto and Mitsuya Akuto retreated silently, cursing idiots in their hearts.

Mitsugu Akuto was specially invited to the U17 training camp by the coaching staff.

As the most proficient in data tennis among the high school students, he has a special status. He is not only a main member of the first team, but also a part-time staff member of the coaching staff.

Therefore, he knew some inside information and had some idea of ​​Setsuna's background.

This man is not only someone who can compete with Polk, but he is also a super genius who has received the true biography of Federer.

But Kimijima Ikuto was thinking: Why am I forced to form a fixed tag team with this one-cell idiot? I hope I won't get involved with this idiot.

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On both sides of the court, Setsuna Hata and Atsukyo Tono are ready for a duel.

Tohno Atsukyo sneered: "Don't say I won't give you this junior a chance, just let you serve first."

"Oh? Then I'm not welcome."

Tono Atsukyo was ready.

On the surface, he despises Hatada Setsuna, but in fact, he is full of vigilance in his heart.

He is not a fool. Can a player brought here by the head coach be an ordinary person? But he didn’t think he would lose. After all, he was so many years older and had gone through hellish training in the U17 tennis mecca.

The racket in his hand is his greatest confidence.

No matter how powerful the kid opposite is, the physical gap cannot be made up so easily!

Setsuna smiled and threw the tennis ball high.

The domineering power of the armed color renders the racket black.

Several people watching around looked stern. What is this power surrounding the racket?

"Domineering! Tiangang!"

When the racket was swung, Setsuna's wrist vibrated thirty-six times in an instant, integrating thirty-six overlapping dynamics into this serve.

Thirty-six in one is Tiangang!

Setsuna once tested that this is the maximum limit that a tennis ball can withstand the force of stacking.

Just one more stack and the tennis ball would instantly explode into smithereens.

Tiangang Jin can only be unleashed by completely removing the burden in an instant and after sufficient accumulation of energy.

boom! !

The explosion-like roar and loud noise made several people watching subconsciously cover their ears.

The tennis ball played in that moment was inexplicably rendered into a deep black by the racket, and with an overwhelming momentum, it bombarded Tono Atsukyo's court.

"Wait, wait! This serve..."

Tono Atsukyo took a breath, he had witnessed such a powerful shot before.

That was the ghost and light ball used by Oni Jujiro when he fought against Byodoin Phoenix.

This kid can actually hit this level of ball?

It’s over! Can't hide!

It's going to happen!

boom! ! !

Smoke billows.

The professional venue made of high-tech composite materials caused this "Tiangang" to create cracks all over the ground. Tohno Atsukyo was embedded on the wooden frame ten meters behind, his eyes turned white and he lost consciousness.

Kimijima Ikuto's hands trembled slightly: "This is too exaggerated..."

Kajifeng swallowed a lot of saliva: "Tono was hit by this attack from the front. He won't be crippled, right?"

Setsuna said gently: "Don't worry, I didn't aim at his body. He was swept out by the aftermath."

He calmly walked up to Tono Atsukyo, pulled him by his long hair, pulled him out of the wooden frame, and looked him up and down.

"It's just a little flesh wound. It'll be fine if you lie down for two days. It doesn't matter."

Setsuna pulled off the number plate from Tokkyo Tono's collar and threw him to the ground aside.

"If you weren't such a mean-mouthed person, I wouldn't mind giving you some room to show off. Okay, who's next?"

Seeing Setsuna looking this way, Kimijima Ikuto quickly raised his hands in surrender subconsciously, with a friendly smile on his face: "I admit defeat. I am not your opponent. If you want No. 11, I will give it to you." ”

Setsuna narrowed his eyes and looked at Kimijima Ikuto for a long time: "Spiritual traits, suggestive 'negotiation', how courageous are you? When talking to me, you dare to sneakily use your mental power to influence me, huh ??”

With the last "hmm" word out of his mouth, powerful mental power was released in an instant, directly suppressing the mental power released by Kimijima Ikuto.

Kimijima Ikuto suddenly broke out in cold sweat as if he was struck by lightning.

His invincible "negotiation ability" was actually seen through by the other party at a glance?

Moreover, with this terrifying mental capacity, is he really just a junior high school student?

Setsuna didn't even look at him and walked past him.

"You are so skillful at off-market moves, but you are just a clown who puts the cart before the horse. You are worse than the mean-mouthed guy just now."

Listening to Setsuna's evaluation of him, Kimijima Ikuto's face was filled with uncertainty.

Setsuna walked up to Kaji Fudo, who subconsciously took two steps back.

"What...what are you going to do?"

Setsuna smiled and said: "Your number is the first one here. Are you going to hand it over to me obediently? Or are you going to let me take it myself?"

Next to him, Mitsuya Akuto sighed softly.

The world of Neon U17 is about to change.

(End of this chapter)