Net King Returns to the First Generation

"6-4, Wonby High School Affiliated to Lihai University, Yagyu Hiroshi."

Yagyu's singles three ended not easily.

In the final of the county competition, Chengcheng Shonan also has good tennis players.

Yukimura looked at his watch, the time dragged on for a while, but fortunately, Yagyu had good physical fitness and good observation skills, so he kept calm all the time, and only then did he catch the opponent's flaws.If it drags on, it will definitely be disadvantageous for Liu Sheng who is still carrying a heavy load.

He clapped his hands: "Good job."

So Liu Sheng, who walked off the stage covered in sweat, raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

Yukimura handed the light salt water on the chair to Yagyu, motioned him not to sit down immediately, walked around the rest area, and then turned around: "Where is King Ni? He hasn't come back yet?"

Marui, who had finished the competition for a long time, threw a towel to Yagyu first, then shook his head: "I didn't see him."

"Isn't it right there?" Liu Sheng raised his eyebrows not covered by his glasses, "Here we come."

His eyes met under the lens and the eyes of King Ni who looked at him. Although they were separated by a layer of magical lenses, they seemed to understand something at the moment they looked at each other.Nioh sighed from the bottom of his heart that even his young partner is still the one who knows him best (the reasoning mystery and mensao are really lethal creatures), and when he passed by the chair in the rest area, he took his tennis bag: "here , I'm not late."

"Preparation?" Yukimura asked.

"Let's do it on the field." King Ni replied, "At any rate, I have to give others a little bit of sweetness."

"Oh? Is it the script of the Jedi's counterattack?" Yukimura straightened the coat hanging on his shoulders.

King Ren tilted his head and thought for a while, then pushed his braids back: "No, I want to win this time to be more handsome, puff."

Nioh took off his coat. The weather in early May was not considered hot, and it was close to noon, but it was not considered cold either.

The sun is covered by clouds, but the light is bright, which is Nioh's favorite weather.

He felt the wind rushing over his bare arms, habitually touched the black weight-bearing wrists on both wrists, and picked up his racket: "How can my 'fraud' be confused with a poor imitation? Woolen cloth."

Yukimura smiled playfully: "It's very motivated."

"Of course." Niwang smiled.The people sitting in the auditorium are not just one or two people who came to watch this game. The intelligence personnel work so hard, so he has to give some benefits, right?

Moreover……

Can Xia Shu become interested in the matter of "watching him play tennis", a good start is a must.

The name Ruo Renhong was unknown to King Ni at first, but he had a vague memory when he met him.

In his previous life, he was famous for imitating various famous tennis players in the world, and he was also surrounded by many guys in the middle school tennis world.

It is said that Guo was unremarkable for a while, but coach Huacun saw his talent in imitation, and specially trained him in this aspect.

At that time, he was still working with Yagyu in doubles, and occasionally tried the dress-up game. The phantom had not yet been fully developed, so naturally it was not his turn to be provocative like this time.I just remember that in the second year of junior high school, the person who faced this was Maori senior, and he was killed simply; in the third junior high school, they met Chengcheng Shonan in advance, and they didn't need to play five games in the semi-finals, so this one didn't appear.

Afterwards, the Japan-US Youth Championship and the U17 co-squad...

Nioh has to admit that in the school of Chengcheng Shonan, the presence of all the positive candidates combined does not have as many coaches as theirs.

So much so that although he had a vague impression of the name Ruo Renhong, he couldn't remember what kind of tactic his famous so-called "imitation" was.

"Now is the second singles match, Masaharu Masaharu, Daiinou, and Shonan Wakatohiro, Shonari." The voice of the broadcast sounded, and Nioh took the racket and walked onto the court.

In fact, the competition had already ended ahead of schedule. With three victories, Lihai University was undoubtedly the champion of the county competition.However, due to the final competition system of the Tuo County Competition, the remaining two games still have to be played.

Many people who came to watch the game came for Nioh's singles match, so that even though the outcome was already decided, the cheers and noise from the auditorium on the sidelines became even louder.

Nioh's attention has never been low - as Lihai University's first-year first-year candidate who was absolutely eye-catching last year, unlike the other three first-year students who showed lethality in singles, he has firmly secured the position of doubles first from the beginning , opened a new door for people who are concerned about middle school tennis.

So there is such a thing as doubles talent?

What about singles?His performance in the first grade was not that good, but with the title of "fraudster", they don't know if what he showed is true or not. Can they expect that the provocative Nioh will show more aggressive behavior? What about one side?

The reporter from Tennis Weekly waited outside the venue early on. After writing the report on Li Haida's victory, they took their cameras and prepared to record this eye-catching singles match.

At this time, there was a commotion in the auditorium of Chengcheng Shonan.

Most of the audience seats were girls, and with the appearance of Hiroshi Wakato from Shonan Shonan, bursts of screams erupted.Girls in uniform squeezed into the front row of the auditorium with round fans, waving them and intermittently shouting the name "Ruorenjun".

And that Hiroshi Wakato, with orange hair like a medieval lawyer's wig, entered the arena waving, and winked at the screaming girls in the gap.

"What..." Marui looked at all this speechlessly, "This cheerleader is too substandard."

"Bunta, are you envious?" Yukimura turned around and asked.

"Why should I be envious." Marui covered half of his face with one hand, "Better than the cheerleaders who appeared on stage, at least he must be like Hyodi."

"Atobe-kun will be angry if he knows that you are comparing him." Yagyu wiped his sweat and sat next to him.

Even if he didn't join the tennis club last year, but he has trained in the tennis club for more than half a year, he knows everything he should know and what he shouldn't know. The game was also held secretly.

The Atobe-kun of the Ice Emperor...

Everyone in the rest area raised their heads and thought about Mr. Atobe's style, and nodded in unison: "Well, Atobe really shouldn't be involved in this kind of comparison, which lowers his style."

"It's a pity, Nioh's popularity is also very high." Yukimura said with one hand on his chin pretending to be melancholy, "Why are there no girls to cheer him on?"

Hehe, last year when the girls from the support club came to cheer, who was it that made a big fuss and made noise?

Who is it that stands behind and smiles gently when someone loses his temper?

In the end, only the students from the headquarters were left to watch the game. The rules are the rules, so it's too boring.

Liu Momo complained, but didn't say a word on his face, just nodded in agreement.

Nioh stood in front of the net.

He watched as Ruoren Hongjun walked up slowly, and even blew a kiss when he approached.

The loud screams gave him the urge to cover his ears.

"Can we start the game?" he asked.

Ruo Renhong turned around, with a little pride and expectation: "You are Lord Renwang? Let me see the 'phantom' of Lord Renwang today."

The unfinished version of "Phantom" shown in front of everyone is more like a sober and controllable slow version of "Selfless Realm".Even so, Ruoren Hongjun is brave enough to say such provocative words in front of King Ren.

Niwang stroked his forehead hair with one hand, and held the racket steadily with his left hand during the movement: "Is this so? If you think of a way first, let me do a full preparation."

He smiled. Compared with a year ago, his facial features have grown a lot and his complexion is fair in the sun. It is just the face of the bad boy that Japanese girls like most.

The screams in the Chengcheng Shonan auditorium stopped, and there was a clearly audible sound of breathing.

King Ren scoffed, turned around wagging his fingers, and said as he walked, "It seems that your fans are attracted to me, Ruo Renjun."

Ruo Renhong was stunned, controlled the corners of his mouth that couldn't help falling down, forced his momentum, and walked back to the ready position.

The momentum shifted so quickly that no one noticed, and they didn't even shake hands.The referee was also taken aback, and didn't come back to his senses until both of them stood on the serving position, so they had to ignore this point and blew the whistle.

The right to serve is rotated, and the right to serve at the beginning of this round is Shiroshi Shonan's right to serve.

Ruo Renhong cheered up, calmed down his breathing, stretched his brows and eyes again, and took out a hat from his pocket with one hand (it’s really not my scribbles, but the special effects in the animation! Wumao special effects are worth having!) , threw it into the air, and snapped his fingers again: "Transform."

"Allright!" The tidy female voice in the auditorium shouted.

The fallen hat was caught by Ruo Renhong, and he put it on his head instead. When he raised his head again, his expression was no longer frivolous.

The boy took a step forward, his body shaking slightly with a strange frequency.

The posture and eyes holding the racket, and——

The tennis ball is thrown into the sky, the fall, the posture and timing of the swing, the arc of the tennis ball.

Nioh trotted for a few steps, but in the end he didn't catch the ball.

He looked at the landing point of the tennis ball close to the center line and the traces caused by the friction of gravity, and turned his head to look at Ruoren Hiroshi, who had a different expression.

"comeon!" the guy yelled with his hands clenched after the goal was scored.

So King Ren turned his head and snorted lightly: "What are you doing, that's what I mean by imitation."

"Rayden Hewitt." Liu on the sidelines opened his mouth and said, "The world's top professional player."

"Hey, even the movement and shouting are exactly the same, and the movement of wiping sweat—" Marui bit his gum, "However, the so-called 'transformation' is too fancy."

"Noh looks disappointed?" Yagyu keenly noticed the impatience hidden under Nioh's smile.

"Oh, because this level of imitation can provoke him, so you are angry?" Marui guessed.

"King Ni will not be angry because of this kind of thing." Liu retorted lightly, "It should be just disappointment. It's too bad, if the opponent is only this level, will King Ni still fight seriously?"

"Yes." Liu Sheng nodded firmly, "Even with such an opponent, he will fight seriously today."

Because, someone is watching.

You say yes, Yaji?

"It's just this level, I will be angry." Nioh turned his head and said to the opposite side of the court.

Ruo Renhong wiped his sweat for a moment, with the inertial expression of Leighton Hewitt on his face: "Oh?"

"Although you are not good at this type of tennis player, but—" Nioh thought, it's really sad that a top tennis player is imitated by you in such a clumsy way: "Let's see, Leiden Hugh What is it like."

Even now, he has more than ten years of tennis experience, and his strength has reached the high school level of his previous life. Now that he has barely entered the professional level, he cannot say that his strength can match that of Raiden Hewitt.

But even so, it doesn't make you feel complacent by just waving the racket casually.

Well, Leyden Hewitt is right-handed.

It is better to use his left hand, but with his right hand, it is still difficult for "Phantom" to become a professional player.

Niwang closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again.

He took a step and walked towards the direction of catching the ball. As he walked, his thin and slightly hunchbacked figure gradually became blurred.

And at the second when he stopped walking, when he turned around, a huge amount of mental power enveloped the entire playing field.

The scene was silent for a while.

"That... that's Leyden Hewitt?" the Tennis Weekly reporter murmured to himself in disbelief.

What was displayed in front of everyone was no longer the fox-like boy in the uniform of the Lihai Brigade.

It was tall and fierce, with a murderous look in his eyes and a little carelessness, the face and figure they had seen on TV.

Rayden Hewitt.

In the stands, everyone in Lihai University raised their eyebrows in surprise: King Ren became serious so early?

And the candidates from other schools who came to watch this match let out a long sigh of relief in unison.

"It's really worth the return ticket." Ninzu murmured in a low voice, "I didn't expect Nioh's 'phantom' to look like this. He showed it without hesitation, did he have a new and more terrifying trick?"

"The Feast of the Deceiver..." is about to begin.

Accompanied by everyone's thoughts, and Hiroshi Wakato's stunned expression, Nioh put on the shell of Rayden Hewitt, while recalling the game of Rayden he had watched on the spot when he was playing for the national team in his previous life, and this During the period, Leiden should have shown the strength in the video tape, while hitting back Ruo Renhong's serve that looked light and fluffy under the daze.

"Boy, beserious." He gritted his teeth and laughed so hard that his eyes couldn't reach his eyes.