I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

at the same time.

Akutsu, who was hanging on the barbed wire fence opposite, opened his eyes just in time to look over.

The two looked at each other.

Akutsu felt the substantial murderous intent in the other person's eyes. In an instant, a chill ran down his back and shot up to the top of his head, giving him a shuddering feeling.

This moment.

Akutsu, who was covered in blood, finally understood why he felt extremely dangerous from this young man who didn't look strong.

He is usually unruly, arrogant, and arrogant, but his eyes show genuine fear.

"Ishikawa."

at the same time.

Hiyoshi in the crowd also looked at Ishikawa with a shocked face. Because at that moment, he actually saw the martial arts temperament displayed by his deceased grandfather in the other person.

"It's not impossible."

Hiji shook his head crazily in his heart, and the oppressive feeling on Ishikawa also disappeared in a flash.

"call."

Hiji breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, how old is he? How could he study martial arts to such a terrifying level?"

And this time.

The pale-faced Akutsu struggled to jump down from the wire mesh. The vest he was wearing had been completely shredded by the ball hit by Ishikawa.

At this time, there is obviously a clear mark of hitting the ball on the abdomen.

"A, Akutsu-senpai."

Upon seeing this, Dantai quickly picked up Akutsu's coat and ran over to hand it to him. The latter took it, put on his clothes, and staggered out of the court.

"What a terrible physique."

Looking at Akutsu's leaving back, the contestants from the surrounding schools all showed shock in their eyes.

An ordinary person would have been sent to the hospital if he was subjected to the kind of powerful bombardment just now.

But this man can still walk on his own.

Thinking of the speed, strength and explosive power displayed by Akutsu, they could only sigh in their hearts that this man's physical strength was like a monster!

immediately.

Some people looked at Ishikawa with shocked eyes.

Because even a monster like Akutsu was defeated by the opponent. Moreover, it was a clean sheet without any suspense.

And this game also made people aware of the power of national-level players!

After a while.

When the players from both teams gathered in front of the net again, the referee's voice rang out again.

"The semi-finals of this Tokyo Metropolitan Competition are over. Hyotei Academy has three wins and one loss, advancing to the finals!"

Suddenly.

The Ice Emperor's support group immediately burst into loud cheers.

Outside the stadium, the other teams looked at Ice Emperor in awe.

"Let's go."

In the Qingxue team, coach Ryuzaki said with a solemn face: "Everyone, please prepare for the finals in an hour!"

"Ah."

Tezuka and the others nodded.

In the duel with Yamabuki, Hyotei showed his strong dominance over the game.

and this.

But this was still the case when Hyotei Minister Atobe did not appear.

This made everyone in Qingxue feel unprecedented pressure.

"Inoue-senpai."

During the break, Inoue and Shiba stood outside the final court No. 1, looking at the empty court. Inoue said with a little concern: "Do you think Seigaku still has a chance to win?"

"there must be."

Inoue said firmly: "Hyotei's lineup this year is very strong, but Seigaku also has Tezuka, a national-level player, and a golden combination. If the roster is arranged well, it is possible to win."

"and."

After a pause, he looked at the blue and white figure in the distance who was practicing against the wall on the vacant court and said, "Hyotei's Ishikawa is very strong, but Seigaku also has a super genius."

Inoue always had strong confidence in this young man who had samurai blood and had won the U.S. Youth Championship for four years.

"Ryoma-kun?"

Shiba also saw Echizen practicing.

But at the same time, a doubtful thought came into her mind. Because if she remembered correctly, before the game started, the Echizen she encountered seemed to be lying on the lawn to rest, right?

at the same time.

Entrance to the tennis courts in the sports park.

A beautiful figure was rushing to the tennis court. It was none other than Akutsu's mother, Yuuki.

"I hope Aren can win the game."

Yuuki is very supportive of Akutsu playing tennis. In her opinion, although Akutsu is very talented, he has never made good use of this talent.

Sitting around doing nothing every day and hanging around with those bad boys is not a good thing for his future.

As for tennis, even though buying rackets and other equipment is a big expense, if it can lead Akutsu's future to a better side, Yuuki will support it even if she has to save money.

just.

She was born with a poor sense of the road.

I walked around the tennis court for a few times but couldn't find a place to play.

"Ice cream for sale, ice cream for sale."

Just then, a voice sounded in the distance.

Yuki turned around and saw a strange man wearing sunglasses and a black monk's robe standing not far away.

In front of him was a wooden box about 50 centimeters long and wide, with ropes tied on both sides and hung on his shoulders. At this time, cool air continued to come out of the wooden box.

Looks like a retail ice cream vendor.

but.

This person's dress seems a little different.

"Um, hello sir."

Yuuki hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward.

"Oh?"

Seeing Yuuki, the weirdo paused, flipped up a corner of his sunglasses with one hand, revealing a pair of deep eyes: "Beautiful lady, how can I help you?"

The weirdo spoke, his hoarse voice carrying a hint of maturity.

Yuuki was a little nervous under the gaze of the other party, but thinking of the tennis match, she still asked: "Excuse me. Do you know where the court where the game is still going on is nearby?"

"Tennis?"

Hear the words.

The man smiled confidently, "I'm going there too. With such hot weather, my ice cream sales will surely be great!"

"Beautiful lady, come with me."

"By the way, this ice cream is for you."

while speaking.

The man opened the insulated wooden box in front of him, took out an ice cream and was about to give it to the other person.

Whoosh!

But at this moment, a sound of breaking wind was heard.

Immediately following.

A pale yellow tennis ball shot towards the man in sunglasses like a bullet.

Snapped!

but.

Just as the tennis ball was approaching him, the man in sunglasses suddenly stretched out his hand, and under Yuki's surprised gaze, he clasped his five open fingers and grabbed the tennis ball in his hand.

"Okay, that's great."

Yuuki said with a shocked look on his face.

"Hey."

The man in sunglasses said in a displeased tone: "Tennis balls are not meant to hurt people. Uh!"

however.

When he looked up, his voice stopped abruptly.

The person standing opposite was a white-haired boy wearing a white coat and with scars all over his body.

"Isn't this guy too miserable?"

Judging from the other person's appearance, he seemed to be a contestant in the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition, and the man was secretly surprised.

To know.

This situation might not have occurred in his national competition that year.