The king of the net relies on Echizen Ryoma

Chapter 19
Chapter 19
Beside the signal light a few steps away, the boy was casually wearing a black backpack, looking at the two tall high school students.

There is always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, his royal blue eyes are full of disdain, and his hair color is also rare, it is bright orange red, such a dazzling color.

Ying touched her long hair subconsciously, and the rare purple-gray color in front of him also dimmed.

Moreover, isn't this young man who broke in suddenly the same as Qingchun Sengoku from Yamabuki Middle School?

A person called lucky thousand stones.It turns out that he looks so good-looking too.

"Damn it, where did you come from?" The red-haired high school student watched more and more people intervene, and more and more anger was reflected on his face.The creaking sound of the fist caught Yingying's attention, is he going to become angry from embarrassment?

However, Qianshi Qingchun didn't feel afraid because of this, "Little ghost? I will be a high school student next year, and you actually call me a little ghost... oh oh... really..."

"You came here for a fight, right?" The big man walked towards him holding his fists.

The ferocious appearance made even Yingying a little frightened.

He can do it, nothing will happen to him.Looking at Qianshi Qingchun full of worry, he just smiled confidently.He calmly opened the backpack and took out the racket and a bright yellow ball from it.

"I'm not here to play." After saying that, he tossed the tennis ball high and hit it with all his strength.

The ball spun rapidly and rushed towards the tall man. It was unbiased and hit him right in the face.

"Lucky, hit the heart." Qianshi Qingchun carried the racket on his shoulder, and looked proudly at the big man who fell to the ground after being concentrated.

The ball just now had a rapid spin, and because of the extremely high flying speed, it must have hurt so much when it hit the face at such a close distance. He was afraid that he would not be able to get up for a while.

Firefly covered her mouth and smirked.Seeing this, another red-haired high school student finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He swung his fist and rushed over.

Another powerful serve, but because of the red-haired high schooler's movement, the ball misses his cheek slightly.

"Hmph, it missed..." He stood in front of Qianshi Qingchun, with a smirk of success on his face, "Bastard, taste the fist, and let you know what will happen if you meddle in other people's business."

The fist was raised high and was about to fall.

The smile on Qianshi Qingchun's face still didn't disappear, instead, he looked at the back of the high school student, and it became brighter and brighter meaningfully. He raised his finger and pointed at the back of the high school student.

Sensing something was wrong, the high school student turned his head vigilantly.

The moment he turned his head, he saw the girl behind him protecting the little boy, holding a silver tennis racket and the tennis ball that had just missed.

"It won't go wrong this time..." Qian Shi's pure and playful voice rang in his ears.

Before he had time to react, he felt a sharp pain on his face that was enough to dazzle him.His eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.Dizzy, the force of that ball was unexpectedly strong.

The two high school students on the ground covered their faces and howled.

As soon as Qianshi Qingchun raised his head, the girl who was still maintaining the serving posture a few meters away slowly put away her hands, carefully put the racket back into her backpack, and then showed a sweet and charming smile, and two faint smiles appeared on both sides of her cheeks. dimples.

For a moment, he even stared blankly.

I have seen many girls since I was a child, and some are delicate and cute.

But he had never seen a girl like her exuding an undisguised noble aura and at the same time having such a charming smile.

It turns out that she can also play tennis...

Moreover, looking at the painful appearance of the high school student who was hit by the ball, that serve was not ordinary.

(End of this chapter)