Net King: This player is backed by justice

Takeda Kenshi's face was suddenly livid with anger at Jinguji Hikari.

"Hmph! Don't be arrogant. I was just a little negligent just now!"

Takeda Kenshi seems to be very good at self-hypnosis. He obviously didn't react at all to the ball just now, but after just saying a harsh word, he calmed down as if it was true and looked at Jinguji Hikari with disdain. .

"Next, I will show my true skills!"

Regarding Takeda Kenshi's self-deception, Jinguji Hikaru could only helplessly shake his head.

The ignorant are fearless.

After building up his inner self, Takeda Kenshi cheered up again.

"Take the move, kid!"

"Oh!"

Looking at the serve with scattered power, average angle and unsatisfactory speed, Jinguji Hikaru felt that Takeda Kenshi's shouting was more threatening.

Seeing the trajectory of the tennis ball at a glance, he moved his feet two steps as if taking a walk, raised his arm and swung at the tennis ball.

"Oh!"

Sometimes whether it is strong or not can be seen from the movement, strength and sound of the ball.

Compared to Takeda Kenshi's sloppy and vulgar serve, Jinguji Hikaru's pleasing batting action, calm expression, or powerful and loud hitting sound far surpassed Takeda Kenshi's.

Of course, it goes without saying what the result will be.

"Oh!"

The tennis ball flew past Takeda Kenshi's feet again, but the latter had no reaction at all.

"0-30!"

On the referee's chair, Yamato Yudai saw Takeda Kenshi standing there with a wooden stake, dumbfounded and at a loss, and shook his head helplessly.

The gap is too big.

Takeda Kenshi once again recognized the fact at this time. It seemed that he really couldn't react to Jinguji Hikari's ball.

how could it be possible! He's just a first grade brat! ! ! ! !

The huge gap caused Takeda Kenshi's mentality to collapse instantly.

"What a joke!"

Takeda Kenshi yelled, then threw the tennis ball into the air again, and then hit the tennis ball out with force.

only.

Fuji: The action is really ugly.

Inui Sadaharu: The chance of this ball hitting the net is 100%.

"Snapped!"

Seeing that the tennis ball he sent actually went off the net, Takeda Kenshi's mentality was shocked again, and he began to doubt himself.

Logically speaking, his spirit should not be so fragile, but the first-year man he had always regarded as a subordinate actually hit a ball that he could not return. Under the eyes of everyone in the tennis club, he felt like a clown. Many With the blessing of various factors, his mentality obviously cannot be normal.

Well, it’s useless even if you do it.

"Serve error!"

Yamato Yudai couldn't stand Takeda Kenshi who was doubting his life, so he gave a faint reminder.

"Cheer up, Takeda!"

It's a pity that Takeda Kenshi seems to have suddenly realized something until this moment.

His tennis skills really don't seem to be that good.

He doesn't pay much attention to his usual training. Anyway, he has never thought about competing for official players. What he likes is just dominating the first-year people in the tennis club.

At this time, Takeda Kenshi lowered his head, staring blankly at his shoes, the court he was standing on, and the racket he was unable to hold. He was overwhelmed by a strange and out-of-place feeling.

Only then did he realize that he had never taken tennis seriously.

I just found out about the rules of the tennis club and wanted to find a loophole to survive until graduation.

"Senior, you must have noticed it too."

Takeda Kenshi raised his head blankly and saw Jinguji Hikaru's indifferent and disdainful eyes.

"You don't deserve to be here at all."

The voice was like a cold and ruthless sword, instantly piercing Takeda Kenshi's last self-esteem, his last fig leaf.

I don't deserve to be here.

Takeda Kenshi's eyes were unfocused, and his wide eyes were full of hesitation, helplessness and deep despair.

He raised his head and looked at Jinguji Hikaru opposite him with desperate eyes, looking indifferently and contemptuously, as if he was looking at a piece of trash. He turned his head blankly and looked at the people around him who were looking at him.

That look of avoidance, sympathy, disgust, ridicule, and deep approval once again stabbed Takeda Kenshi's heart to blood.

"I don't deserve it! I don't deserve it! I don't deserve it!"

As if he was stunned, Takeda Kenshi kept repeating Jinguji Hikaru's words.

"Hey, what's going on with that guy Takeda!"

"I don't know, it's quite scary."

"No, it's not like that. It seems to have been greatly stimulated."

"Well, that guy doesn't pay much attention to training anyway."

Seeing Takeda Kenshi with a strange expression, everyone started talking, and some even laughed at him and said, "It's really ugly."

Takeda Kenshi's 'fragility' also embarrassed Coach Ryuzaki.

What on earth is this idiot doing on the field?

"Takeda, keep playing! Stop making a fool of yourself!"

Make a fool of yourself! Tell me I'm making a fool of myself!

Coach Ryuzaki scolded him in front of everyone, finally completely angering Takeda Kenshi.

"Who are you talking about! Old woman!"

Takeda Kenshi, who had broken the jar, opened his eyes angrily, and roared at Coach Ryuzaki with an angry expression.

Coach Ryuzaki was also startled by Takeda Takeshi's sudden outburst. Coach Ryuzaki, who had not been resisted so blatantly by a student in many years, was stunned for a moment.

"It's just tennis, what's so big about it!"

Looking at the helpless and furious Takeda Kenshi on the spot, Jinguji Hikaru said calmly: "It's really ugly."

"Stop talking!"

Takeda Kenshi glared at Jinguji Hikari with stern eyes,

It's this person, this guy. If it weren't for this guy, why would I be so embarrassed today?

It's just that you can play tennis a little better, what's the big deal! Why do you look down on me? Just a first grader——

"Stop getting carried away!!!!"

After a mental breakdown, he made an action that stunned everyone present. Under everyone's horrified eyes, Takeda Kenshi suddenly went crazy and threw his racket at Jinguji Hikari.

"Takeda!"

"Fool!"

"What is that guy doing!"

Yamato Yudai immediately looked at Jinguji Hikari and shouted in a panic: "Get out of the way!"

Jinguji Hikaru stood there, looking at the racket that suddenly flew towards him, indifferent.

Takeda Kenshi saw the racket flying straight towards Jinguji Hikari, and showed a sick smile.

That's it, first graders who disobey their seniors will be punished like this.

"Snapped!"

In full view of everyone, Jinguji Hikari faced the flying racket, and just tilted his head slightly to avoid the racket. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand and firmly grasped the racket in his backhand hand.

The crazy smile on Takeda Kenshi's face suddenly stiffened.

Jinguji Hikaru looked at the tennis racket in his hand. Well, there was no trace of hard practice at all.

He raised his head and smiled contemptuously at Takeda Kenshi.

"You can really see it with the naked eye - garbage."