Zongman: Nohara Shinnosuke is about to be chopped off

Rikka Takanashi stood nervously in front, her legs trembling slightly uncontrollably, her racket tightly gripped in her hands.

Her face turned slightly pale, and her eyes were full of tension and anxiety. The moment the ball was hit by Shinomiya Kaguya, Takanashi Rikka suddenly became flustered, moving her feet hurriedly, but her body seemed extremely stiff.

She ran with great effort, trying her best to catch up with the tennis ball that was flying at her like lightning. After finally getting close to the ball, she swung her racket hastily, her arm movements looking awkward and uncoordinated. She bit her lips lightly, with a hint of anxiety in her eyes.

The moment the racket touched the ball, there was a dull sound, and the ball flew weakly towards the opponent's court.

"Sure enough, the gap is huge."

Rikka Takanashi sighed, her eyes revealing helplessness and loneliness.

Even if you know that your opponent is the invincible tennis queen, when you see your full-strength attack being blocked elegantly and casually by the opponent, and you are in a mess and can't even take the opponent's attack even if you run around.

She couldn't help feeling lonely, even now, Maruo Eita behind her hadn't made a move yet. Takanashi Rikka sighed slightly, with a hint of frustration in her eyes.

"Am I going to fall here? No, I absolutely cannot! I picked up the racket my mother gave me, as well as her determination. The Evil King's True Eye, please give me strength!"

Rikka Takanashi's eyes seemed to glow slightly red as she shouted that sentence. She raised her chin and a determined expression appeared on her face.

"It's so boring."

Maruo Eita watched Shinomiya Kaguya unilaterally crush her opponent without him having to make any moves at all. He yawned on the side with a bored expression on his face.

"Yes, yes."

Shin-chan echoed beside him, nodding slightly with a look of approval on his face.

"That is to say...why are you here? And what's the matter with your clothes?"

Maruo Eita was about to continue speaking when he suddenly realized what had happened. He opened his eyes wide and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Shin-chan, who was supposed to be on the other side, suddenly ran here in an instant, and he was wearing a fly costume, which was really weird. Maruo Eita frowned, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

"Because Rikka said you didn't do anything, so you don't want my help. As for my clothes, I'm playing the game of pretending to be a fly."

Shin-chan flew around Maruo Eita like a fly.

"What a woman's competitive spirit."

Maruo Rong shook his head, a helpless look on his face.

It is clearly a team sport for both men and women, but now it has been turned into a singles match between women.

"Hey, kid, why don't we just play men's singles."

Seeing that the two of them were free, Maruo Eita suggested it with an expectant look on his face.

"What if you lose?" Xiaoxin asked curiously.

"Kid, I've been taking one-on-one tennis lessons since I was five, so there's no way you can beat me."

Maruo Eita raised his chin with a proud look on his face.

Xiaoxin thought of a good punishment.

"If you lose, you dress up weird and go parade."

Xiaoxin clasped his hands together and a look of anticipation appeared on his face.

"You're weird enough."

Maruo Eita was speechless, with a helpless expression on his face.

"What if you lose?"

Maruo Eita crossed his arms across his chest with a defiant look on his face.

"If I lose, you can do whatever you want with my body." Xiaoxin lowered his head slightly, with a shy look on his face.

"No one wants that kind of thing!" said Maruo Eita with a constipated look on his face.

"Let's just score one goal to decide the outcome."

Maruo Eita thought about it and felt that there was probably not enough time. The women's singles team was about to be shut out, so he had his head shaved.

He frowned, his eyes showing a hint of seriousness.

When Maruo Eita served the ball, his eyes were focused and sharp, his knees slightly bent, and his body was like a cheetah ready to pounce. His face showed a focused expression, and his eyes were fixed on the ball.

His arms swung smoothly and powerfully, hitting the ball precisely in the best position, and the ball flew out at an amazing speed and a tricky angle.

The condition of this ball was really good, even Maruo Eita himself was very surprised. This ball was definitely perfect.

Maruo Eita nodded with a satisfied look on his face.

Xiaoxin suddenly felt his nose itchy, as if he was about to...

"Ah, Ah Qiu!"

Xiaoxin sneezed, and his body and racket swung out violently, and he actually hit a smash ball.

The tennis ball was like a cannonball, speeding towards the opponent's court at a speed far faster than when it came. The ball was so fast that it was almost impossible to see its trajectory, leaving only a blurry afterimage.

"So fast!" Maruo Eita's pupils suddenly shrank, his face full of disbelief. He slightly widened his eyes, a look of astonishment on his face.

Not only did he catch the ball that was moving at such a high speed, but he was also able to counterattack it at an even faster speed. How much strength and nerve reaction ability does this require! Maruo Eita frowned deeply, his eyes filled with deep shock.

With a loud thump, the tennis ball hit the ground heavily. After bouncing once, its speed did not decrease much, and it flew straight towards Maruo Eita.

The tennis ball passed by Maruo Eita's face and hit the iron net behind him, getting stuck in it.

Maruo Eita, who had no time to react, still had a look of fear on his face, mixed with a feeling of relief at surviving the disaster.

"That's awesome, Shin-chan!"

Rikka Takanashi ran over to congratulate Shin-chan. There was an excitement on her face and joy in her eyes.

"Hey? Are you done fighting?" Xiaoxin looked at them with confusion.

"We stopped when we saw you guys fighting."

Rikka Takanashi raised the corners of her mouth slightly and a smile appeared on her face.