Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Confused.

To a certain extent, it is also one of the necessary abilities of an actor.Acting, cheating, zero opponents can't detect their true movements.

Snapped!

The next moment, the tennis ball had already rubbed the sideline and was ejected.

"30-15!"

The score overtakes.

But the scene looked very strange.

High school students, junior high school students, no one could see what was going on.As for Irie and Shiraishi, one of them gently pushed down his glasses, acting very calm.The other frowned and thought, as if thinking about a solution.

The slightly darkened Irijiang glanced at Shiraishi lightly, and said with a smile: "The appearance is often completely inconsistent with the thing itself, and people in the world are easily deceived by the decoration on the surface."

"Shakespeare?"

Off the field, Aji's eyes brightened a bit.

It was Shiraishi, who looked at Irie's expression, shook his head and said, "This doesn't rule out the possibility that your quote from Shakespeare is itself a decoration."

"Hey!"

Irie smiled, but he didn't speak any more, but played tennis again...  

Bang!

boom!

On the field, the atmosphere was very depressing.

Whether it's Irie or Shiraishi, every swing seems to cast a shadow in the hearts of the audience.It made the already ambiguous game even more confusing.

call out!

call out!

Tennis, like arrows in the dark night, shot at Shiraishi from an unknown angle.He can't make predictions and can only passively defend.

But the more this is the case, the more his defense line shrinks.

Swish!

At this time, Irie suddenly made a chip.

"Short ball?"

Shiraishi's complexion changed slightly.

At this distance, with Irie's technique, he might be able to hit that lore-style short volley.

tread!

He activated his body and stepped out.But just as he crossed the midline, a slight smile appeared on the corner of Iri's mouth.At the same time, the action of the hand also changed to pumping.

"Fake action?"

The audience around was horrified.

That Irie actually performed the fake action to such a level that even Shiraishi deceived him.

Bang!

Only a crisp sound was heard, and the tennis ball shot out.

A fierce and powerful passing ball!

"I see."

Suddenly, Shiraishi's eyes flashed a ray of light.His eyes fell on the ground, and after a glance, his body suddenly turned, and the racket swept across the blank space on the left.

Bang!

Suddenly, a round tennis ball was drawn out of thin air by him.

"what?"

Irie's face changed: "How did you crack 1.2..."

This move, but even ghosts are helpless.

It was precisely because he couldn't find any regrets, so Irie couldn't take the last step for a long time.But at this moment, the calm and terrifying young man on the opposite side has seen through his tennis?

"Shadow-like tennis is indeed terrifying."

Shiraishi looked at the tennis ball that was gently rolling on the ground and smiled: "But no matter how long the night is, the day will always come..."

The voice fell, and Irie's body trembled violently.

"So it is, so it is!"

He suddenly raised his head, glanced at Shiraishi, turned and left the field directly.At the same time, without looking back, he said, "Referee, I abstain from this match and will not play."

The way he ran away seemed to be thinking of something crucial.

Looking at his back, Shiraishi turned his eyes to the direction of the high school students, and secretly said in his heart, "I have already helped you with your business. Next, you owe me."