Net King's system makes me invincible

Hearing Horio's words, the high school students subconsciously became nervous.

"Give me two or two teams first, no matter who you choose."

What Horio said directly stunned the high school students, and they formed their own teams without any reason.

The high school students didn't know whether Horio wanted two teams as partners or opponents, so they hesitated for a while.

"What, didn't you hear what I said? I'll give you 1 minute. If you don't form a team, then you don't want to eat tonight."

Horio's words were like a bomb, and the high school students didn't dare to think about it any more, they immediately pulled over when they saw someone beside them.

In the end, it didn't even take 15 seconds, and dozens of people had already completed the grouping.

"Each group plays a singles match, and you have three chances to play the ball, and you change sides after each ball is played.

Whoever wins two goals first is considered the winner, and the loser will double the amount of training tomorrow.

As for the choice of side to serve, you can switch the racket to decide, and now the training begins. "

Hearing Horio's punishment for the loser, the high school student shuddered.

Everyone is adjusting their state and striving to win.

"Oh, by the way, you guys need to use a special racket, put down the ordinary racket for me."

Just as the high school students were getting ready to take their rackets to the court, Horio's words made the practice even more difficult.

The helpless high school student had no choice but to put down the ordinary racket he had already picked up, and turned to walk in the direction of the special racket.

Fortunately, they didn't have as much energy as last night after eating at noon, and now they can barely use the special racket to compete.

"Let's get started, in groups from left to right."

A group of high school students who had been named came onto the court gritted their teeth. When the two of them turned their rackets and decided to choose a side to serve, because the rackets were too heavy, they could throw up some dust on the ground when they fell down.

The high school students who chose the favorable side were extremely happy. After all, having the right to choose the side to serve is equivalent to winning half of the victory.

So almost every group of high school students who played on the field won the game as long as they chose the flat ground, until the last group of Sazabe and Matsudaira.

When turning the racket, Sasabe guessed wrong, and Matsudaira gave you the half-court with potholes unceremoniously.

Zuo Zuobu could only smash his teeth and swallow, but when he thought of the punishment of the loser, the belief that he must win was rekindled.

"Come on Songping, even if the situation is not good for me, I will not give up easily."

"Sasabe, the victory must belong to me. Fireball!"

Matsudaira made a familiar pose, and the flame bomb aimed at a pothole in Sasab's half.

With the extremely fast speed of the ball and the rebound from the potholes, even though Sasabe concentrated his attention, he couldn't fully see the path of the ball.

In the end, under the attack of flame bombs, Matsudaira served and scored.

After the change of field, Zuo Zuobu also showed the results of his training in the past few days.

Just relying on an ordinary serve, the speed of tennis is already very fast.

Moreover, Sasabe did not aim at the pothole to hit by surprise, which caught Matsudaira, who was originally focused on defending against the pothole, by surprise. In the end, Sazabe also scored with a serve.

The field was changed again, and Sasabe returned to the original half.

"Sasabe, although it's cruel to say that, I can't lose."

"Cut, stop talking nonsense Songping, it's not over yet, it's unknown who will win."

Sasabe clenched the racket in his hand, waiting for Matsudaira's attack.

"Flame bombs!"

Throwing the ball in his hand, Matsudaira gritted his teeth and swung the racket.

But the weight of the racket caused his arm to be interrupted for a moment, and the power of the flame bomb was also greatly weakened.

This also gave Sazabe a chance to counterattack, and the rebound of the tennis ball was caught by Sazabe.

Slap out with both hands, the speed of the tennis ball increases.

Matsudaira moved his feet quickly and swung the racket with difficulty, but his strength could no longer support him to return the ball perfectly.

Although Sasabe's ball was returned, it was not high enough when approaching the net, and the tennis ball finally touched the net.

"Okay, come here."

Sasabe and Matsudaira's game is over, and everyone has completed their game.

The high school students quickly gathered on the court, Horio saw their expressions, and truly interpreted what it meant to be mixed joy and sorrow.

Half of the people who won the game were full of joy, while the other half who lost were worried about the double training load tomorrow.

"Don't make such an expression, it's just the first time, and you will have a chance to take revenge in the future.

Give you 10 minutes to rest, then continue with regular training and assemble at the stadium after dinner in the evening. "

After comforting the high school student, Horio dismissed everyone.

……

"Okay, it's going to be dark soon, let's make a summary of today's training.

According to the results of the summary, the night residence is decided. The wooden house on the mountain is only enough for one of the high school students or the middle school students to live.

You compete, whoever wins can live in a wooden house, and whoever loses can live in a cave. "

At dusk, high school students and junior high school students gathered at the stadium.

Because of the arrival of junior high school students, the original wooden dormitory is no longer enough, so Mifune chose to let them decide the ownership of the dormitory.

"Let's get started. The dormitory battle between high school students and junior high school students. The rules are very simple. The guy who doesn't catch the ball will leave the field and the last one will win."

The rules were simply announced, and both sides picked up their rackets and played.

"Do you want to compete? I came in time.

Then high school students listen carefully, if you win, you will be exempted from the penalty of doubling your training volume tomorrow, and if you lose, all of you will be doubling your training volume. "

Just as the game was about to start, Horio appeared on the field.

Mifune didn't say anything about the conditions that Horio imposed on the high school students, but just sat aside and waited for the game to start.

"Tomorrow, whether to double the training together or keep it the same is up to you. Well, let's start the competition."

Hearing Horio's words, half of the high school students who were going to double their training tomorrow immediately cheered up.

And the other half heard that they had to double their training when they heard that they lost, and their desire to win immediately did not lose to them.

"Wait a minute! This is not fair no matter how you look at it!"

"That's right! There are obviously more high school students than us!"

"From the beginning we were on the weak side."

Compared with the 25 junior high school students, there are almost double the number of high school students.

"Then since you think it's unfair, I'll replace the high school students. I think it's fair for 25 of you to hit me."

Looking at the excited junior high school students, Horio looked at them with a smile on their faces.

The high school students were extremely happy about Horio's intervention, but the junior high school students couldn't accept it.

In their hearts, Horio's strength is incomparable to this group of high school students.

"Since you are afraid, accept your fate and start the game. If you drag it on, it will be dark."

Seeing that the middle school students stopped talking, Mifune announced the start of the game.

A black-haired person serves the high school students. After a few days of devil training, the high school students have improved as a whole.

The speed of the tennis ball was very fast, and Haitang, who was closest to the tennis ball, stood up immediately.

After anticipating the trajectory of the tennis ball, he immediately assumed a counterattack posture.

But just when the tennis ball was about to rebound, the direction of the tennis ball changed.

The tennis ball, which was supposed to be played backwards, was actually played forwards, and Haitang directly missed the opportunity.

"This is... an irregular field..."

Everyone who found that the situation was wrong immediately looked down to the ground, only then did they discover the potholes on the ground.

"You are out, retreat to the sidelines."

Just as Haitang made a mistake, Mifune's voice came.

Haitang's exit made everyone on the field more careful, but there were too many potholes in the irregular field, and it was not something they could adapt to in a short time.

boom…

"Out."

boom…

"you're out."

……

boom…

"Exit the sidelines."

Every time the high school students hit a ball, one of the junior high school students will be out.

There were quite a lot of junior high school students, but the number gradually thinned out.

"This field is really difficult to play..."

"It's impossible to predict where the ball will go..."

boom…

boom…

……

boom…

"Out!"

"It's not good, high school students know the bumps and bumps of this court like the back of their hands."

"Yeah, no matter how you think about it, it's not good for us."

After a few more people were eliminated, even Gan and Liu, who played intelligence tennis, found it tricky.

"Everyone come and gather, I have an idea."

At this time, Sanada suddenly called all the players who were not out, and after a discussion, the middle school students who entered the game again changed their positions.

Except for a few people left behind, everyone else stood close to the bottom line.

Looking at the strategies of the junior high school students, Horio just smiled and shook his head.

Using the reduction of crowd density to achieve a better effect of returning the ball will improve the current situation of not being able to catch the ball at all, but the opponent is a group of high school students.

"Little ghosts, do you want to achieve the goal of seeing the ball clearly by creating a bigger field? Stop dreaming."

"That's right, that's not how you can beat us."

The high school students also know what the middle school students want to do, but they don't worry at all.

After all, Songping didn't even hit the flame bomb, it was just an ordinary serve.

The one who chose to catch the ball was Kenya Shinozu of Shitenbaoji. As a speed player, he still has an advantage in this situation.

"Don't underestimate my Naniwa tennis!"

The tennis ball rebounded irregularly when it hit the ground, and Ren Zuqian immediately started to move.

He flew out and hit the ball back, but he also fell to the ground.

"It's useless! Just hit the ball back, you can't beat us!"

At this time, the figure of Zuo Zuobu rushed out, and he jumped into the air and directly hit back a smash ball.

boom…

"get out."

When Mifune's ruthless voice came, Ren Zuken also gritted his teeth, very unwilling to do so.

"Damn! They are too cunning!"

"There are so many people in the first place, and they even serve the ball, which is too unfair."

"Also, whether it's Matsudaira's serve or Sasabe's smash, compared to before, their strength and ball control are very different."