Net King: This player is backed by justice

Although Tokugawa Kazuya did not expect that a small move could easily snatch points from Oni Jujiro, he also did not expect that Oni Jujiro's offense would be so sharp and powerful.

At that moment, the timidity in his heart even slowed down his movements a lot, and he instinctively refused to catch Oni Jujiro's ball.

With a frown, Tokugawa Kazuya stared at Oni Jujiro with a stubborn expression.

"continue."

Seeing Tokugawa Kazuya's fighting spirit, Oni Jujiro's eyes flashed with a smile.

Nice look, but

"Oh!"

It’s still too far behind now!

Looking at the ball served by Tokugawa Kazuya, Oni Jujiro looked indifferent and easily hit the tennis ball back with a wave of his hand. The feeling of lifting the ball with ease made Tokugawa Kazuya even more stressed.

Tatata!

Damn it, the ground here really affects my speed too much.

Because the ground was rugged and there were many pebbles, Tokugawa Kazuya had to focus part of his attention on observing the ground, which also had a considerable impact on his speed.

"Oh!"

"Whoosh!"

Almost like copying and pasting, Oni Jujiro also aimed at a small stone on Tokugawa Kazuya's court, but this small stone was smaller, but at this critical moment, it had a huge impact on the trajectory of the tennis ball. Change.

Oops!

Seeing the tennis ball that suddenly changed direction, Tokugawa Kazuya's face tightened, and he immediately jumped forward without caring about anything else.

"Oh!"

After the racket caught the tennis ball, Tokugawa Kazuya gritted his teeth and hit the tennis ball back hard, and at the same time, his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Fuck."

Under the inertia, Tokugawa Kazuya's body slid forward for a long distance. Without enough time to feel the pain and stiffness that seemed to be about to fall apart, Tokugawa Kazuya stood up immediately, but...

"Oh!"

The tennis ball had flown out of the court from the other corner.

In front of the net, Oni Jujiro looked at the embarrassed Tokugawa Kazuya with a cold expression, his eyes contemptuous and indifferent.

hateful!

Tokugawa Kazuya stared at the other person unwillingly, always feeling like a clown in the other person's eyes.

"Hmph, this kid is still far from good."

Mifune Irido sneered, took out the gourd of sake he brought with him and drank heavily. The tangy smell of alcohol could be smelled by Jinguji Hikaru who was standing not far away.

He frowned silently.

Too lazy to worry about Mifune Irido drinking when he was at work. At this time, Tokugawa Kazuya's situation was indeed not optimistic.

Jinguji Hikari has already noticed that Kazuya Tokugawa has already used his full strength, while Oni Jujiro is still very comfortable, and the opponent is obviously more adaptable to this venue than Kazuya Tokugawa.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Because of the venue, Tokugawa Kazuya's physical loss was more serious than he imagined, but when he looked at Oni Jujiro's relaxed look across from him, it didn't seem to be affected by the venue at all.

Why, why did that guy act so calmly.

As if seeing Tokugawa Kazuya's confusion, Oni Jujiro's lips sneered.

Born in an orphanage, he has played on countless venues that were worse than this. In an orphanage where he was satisfied with having a venue to play on, he had no concept of being picky.

"So, your awareness is not enough at all!"

With a low roar, Oni Jujiro exploded again.

"Oh!"

The powerful and heavy hitting shot directly knocked the racket from Tokugawa Kazuya's hand!

"Snapped!"

The racket that hit the ground was as broken as Tokugawa Kazuya's sinking heart.

"6-0, the game is over."

Oni Jujiro raised his head slightly and looked at Tokugawa Kazuya with disdain.

At this time, Tokugawa Kazuya's hands and arms had begun to tremble slightly because they had received many strong blows from Oni Jujiro. At this time, when he heard Oni Jujiro's words, his heart was instantly overwhelmed by unwillingness. He clenched his fists tremblingly and looked at him with stubborn eyes. Staring at Oni Jujiro, the deep unwillingness almost overflowed, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from his mouth.

"Thanks for the advice."

Then he turned around, picked up his racket, and walked towards the sidelines.

Mifune glanced at Kazuya Tokugawa without leaving any trace.

If you take a closer look, you will see that this guy is not weak at all, and he is worth polishing.

"Guru Guru~"

After casually taking two sips of wine, Mifune glanced at Jinguji Hikaru on the side.

"Boy, it's your turn."

"I, I'm fine."

Jinguji Hikari curled his lips slightly, looked sharply at Oni Jujiro in the center of the field, and smiled lightly.

"But is he okay?"

"Hmph, you don't need to worry about that."

Oni Jujiro looked indifferent and said in a low voice: "I can play a dozen more games with the level just now without any problem."

Although it is an exaggeration, Oni Jujiro's physical strength is indeed extremely abundant now. After entering the senior year, most tennis matches have changed from one set to three best-of-three games, so the physical reserves of high school students are far greater. Born in a victorious country.

Jinguji Hikaru also knew it, but there was no harm in teasing him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so scary to say anything with this face."

As soon as Jinguji Hikaru said these words, Oni Jujiro's face suddenly darkened a bit.

An ungrateful brat.

"Sorry, this is really not a personal attack."

Jinguji Hikaru walked to the court, stood in front of Oni Jujiro, and said with a smile: "You know, this is the truth."

"Kid!"

Oni Jujiro glared at Jinguji Hikari deeply, and he was not happy to hear Jinguji Hikaru's words about holding a gun and a stick.

"I hope your skills are as good as your mouth."

"Let's try it."

Jinguji Hikaru shrugged and was not frightened by Oni Jujiro's aura.

The two began the game, with Hikaru Jinguji serving first.

Looking at Oni Jujiro, who seemed to be looking down on him a little, a cold light flashed deep in Jinguji Hikaru's eyes.

In this case

Turning sideways, flicking his wrist, the tennis ball was thrown into the air.

Is it coming?

Oni Jujiro's eyes focused on Jinguji Hikari. Even before Mifune brought him here, Oni Jujiro had already learned from Mifune's entrance that Jinguji Hikari's serving speed was extremely fast, and he was silently interested in it. .

Knock back this kid's proud skills with the first ball and give him a good shot!

Oni Jujiro thought to himself, and then the muscles in his feet quietly bulged, waiting for the opportunity to move, ready to explode.

Let me see how good your serve is

"Whoosh!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, Oni Jujiro keenly felt something flashing past him.

Could it be that!

"Oh!"

His small eyes suddenly opened, and at this moment he actually heard the sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground.

"You seemed to want to hit my ball back just now."

Opposite him, Jinguji Hikaru looked at Oni Jujiro with a playful look, and his light words revealed Oni Jujiro's thoughts.

"Then you have to work harder."

Seeing Jinguji Hikaru's proud look and the provocative words he spoke, Oni Jujiro's face darkened.

Disgusting brat!