Net King: This player is backed by justice

At this time, the Qingxue Tennis Club is very lively, because today is the day of the official team selection competition. Many people are gearing up to do something big and make a big splash, and more people have the same eager eyes, longingly imagining that one day they will Be able to participate in the selection of official team members and then come out on top.

However, most of these excitements and longings belong to the second and third year members, and the first-year freshmen who just joined this year have deeply realized their own shortcomings and insignificance for the first time.

"Oh!"

"Game, Tezuka Kunimitsu, 5-0!"

Damn it, it’s not on the same level at all!

Sweat kept dripping down, and it was impossible to wipe away. Echizen Ryoma hurriedly and tremblingly wiped his face with his clothes, and the next second his vision was blurred by sweat.

The eyes that were slightly narrowed were still stubborn and unwilling, and at the same time, there was a hint of weakness hidden.

Staring at Tezuka Kunimitsu, who looked cold and reserved, calm and calm, with no flaws in his body, Echizen Ryoma felt deeply powerless.

All of his moves were easily broken by the opponent, and the opponent's strength was completely crushing him.

Faster speed, stronger strength, more exquisite technology, stronger will, and richer experience.

Completely crushing yourself from every angle, leaving you with no hope of winning.

"When I'm ready, I'm going to serve."

There was no slacking off at all because Echizen Ryoma was a first-year player or because he had already taken a big lead and established the victory, Tezuka Kunimitsu said meticulously.

"cut!"

Echizen Ryoma snorted stubbornly, lowered his focus, and stared at Tezuka Kunimitsu with burning eyes.

The look of reluctance to admit defeat did not make any waves appear in Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyes.

Seeing that Echizen Ryoma was ready, Tezuka Kunimitsu raised his arm, flicked his wrist, and threw the tennis ball into the sky.

His eyes are cold and confident, firm and decisive.

"Oh!"

Echizen Ryoma's eyes narrowed, and after judging the trajectory of the serve, he immediately started. However, Tezuka Kunimitsu's serve was too fast.

Echizen Ryoma burst out as fast as he could, stretching his arms as hard as he could, but the tennis ball still passed by his racket instantly.

"15-0!"

"Ah, it was scored directly by the serve."

Katsuro said anxiously and regretfully.

"There is no way, the other party is Deputy Minister Tezuka, he is super powerful."

"It's a pity that Echizen defeated so many seniors before."

Horio also lamented Echizen Ryoma's bad luck.

"Obviously I defeated so many seniors, but I just met Senior Fuji and Vice Minister Tezuka."

"These two are the strongest singles players besides Jinguji Hikaru."

"Furthermore, Echizen already lost the match against Fuji-senpai before. If we lose to Deputy Director Tezuka now, we will completely miss the chance to become a regular member of the team."

Katsuro and Morio also felt very sorry for Echizen Ryoma.

He was obviously very strong, but he happened to meet two super powerful people.

"But it doesn't matter. You can still compete for the main substitute position when the time comes."

"That is to say, if it is just a substitute position, Ryoma can definitely do it."

"That's true, but..."

Horio looked at Echizen Ryoma with a stubborn look on the field in a troubled manner.

"That boy Echizen, he really won't look back until he hits the wall!"

"Oh!"

Tezuka Kunimitsu showed no mercy at all, with a sharp diagonal high-pressure ball that was very imposing and oppressive.

hateful!

Echizen Ryoma gritted his teeth tightly, stared at the tennis ball in the air unwilling to be outdone, stepped heavily on his feet, and desperately pounced to save the ball.

"Shh!"

"Oh!"

The racket in his hand was extremely heavy. Ryoma Echizen struggled to fight back with both hands, and at the same time, his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Ryoma!"

"Echizen!"

Horio and the other three shouted worriedly.

On the court, Echizen Ryoma didn't care about his body at all. He immediately put his hands on the ground and turned his head to stare at the tennis ball.

"Snapped!"

The tennis ball hit the net hard, and the strong impact made the net shake. However, the force was quickly exhausted, and finally the tennis ball fell to the ground weakly.

"Da da da!"

Echizen Ryoma looked at the tennis ball on the ground unwillingly. Unfortunately, it was just a little bit close.

Horio and the other three also sighed with regret, not only because this goal was a pity, but more importantly.

"40-0!"

"Oops, this guy Echizen has no way out!"

Horio grabbed his hair helplessly, as if he had seen Echizen Ryoma's failure.

"Not yet, it's over."

Tezuka Kunimitsu looked coldly at Echizen Ryoma, who whispered softly and slowly stood up from the ground.

Terrifying perseverance and perseverance to win.

"You are really tenacious, this first grader."

Kikumaru, who was watching the game from the sidelines, couldn't help but said, and then turned to ask Fuji Shusuke next to him.

"Fuer, what do you think?"

Because of the competition, Kikumaru did not watch the match between Fuji and Echizen Ryoma.

"Well, what should I say?"

Fuji Shusuke thought for a moment and then said: "He is a very competitive, full of fighting spirit, will not give up, very strong, and very talented genius."

"But"

Opening his eyes slightly, a chill quietly spread out.

"It's still too early to beat me!"

Forehead.

Kikumaru smiled bitterly on the side.

"That's true."

"But speaking of it, now that the boy is so capable, it looks like it will be more lively in the future."

"Yes."

So, after clarifying the goal, let's work harder, Echizen Ryoma!

After Tezuka Kunimitsu quietly glanced at Echizen Ryoma, he took off to serve!

Looking at the figure taking off, Echizen Ryoma suddenly couldn't feel everything around him. The sight of other people, the cheers, the shouts, and then the scene in front of him slowly faded. The stadium and the blue sky and white clouds slowly turned into a sacred white. .

His rapid breathing and violent heartbeat slowly disappeared, and his tired body felt extremely relaxed at this moment.

He stared at the figure who was about to complete the last serve without blinking.

Even now, the opponent's movements are still fluid and impeccable.

Echizen Ryoma's eyes were stunned.

Qingxue really has a lot of monsters.

"Oh!"

A wave of pale white air exploded from around Echizen Ryoma's feet. Like an arrow piercing the space, it hit Echizen Ryoma and brought back his senses.

The slow reaction did not let Echizen Ryoma instantly realize the bitterness and helplessness of failure.