Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 255 In Trouble
bang——

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The sound of the trembling wire still lasted for a long time, and accompanied by the sound of rubbing, the light blue smoke continuously lingered from the ball.

wow——

The wind suddenly hit, and the moment the sound of the waves sounded, the fallen leaves all over the ground quickly flew up like fluttering catkins and were swept away by the wind.

quiet·····

eerily quiet...
Arai watched the tennis ball spinning on the isolation net, his pupils trembled uncontrollably.

pat~
With a soft sound, the tennis ball fell onto the field and bounced a few times, then stopped bouncing and just rolled around.

"Game man, 2-3, Ninja serve." Oishi called out the score loudly, looking at the expressionless Goto, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Sure enough, they are not their opponents, but what if they are hit by this game?If it is really hit, what will happen at the metropolis meeting at the end of that month?
Thinking about it, Dashi's brows gradually tightened.

"Well, it's just in time." Inoue couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the people around the court and the few people in the court who hadn't kicked off from a distance, and walked over at a faster pace.

"You're here." Coach Ryuzaki turned his head and glanced at him, then turned back and continued to watch the game. The usual smile was no longer on his face, replaced by a faint solemnity.

It can be said that she doesn't know the strength of Goto and the others at all. The reason why they are called to fight with Ice Empress Rikkai is because of her anger at what happened this morning, which is considered selfish, but...
"Puff~ left." Nioh's ruffian voice made people feel a great impulse, but the tennis ball obediently slammed into the field on the left while Goto ran to the right, making a loud bang .

Goto, on the other hand, kept running and stood stiffly in the backcourt on the right. The airflow brought up by her running lifted her green-black hair and fluttered gently.

That handsome face no longer had the smile of the past, and the broken hair around the ear was soaked in fine sweat and stuck tightly to the cheek, looking a little bleak.

The slightly long bangs hang down in front of her eyes, casting a dark shadow on her eyelids, covering her eyes, making it impossible to see what she is thinking at the moment.

Turning around, he bent slightly and was ready to catch the ball. The green and black hair slid down from his shoulders, floating vertically on his chest and shaking, his whole body was filled with a sense of decadence.

Have you given up?Coach Ryuzaki's eyelids narrowed, shouldn't they be allowed to fight against men's tennis?Could it be that her decision was really wrong?

"She gave up." Looking at Risa Goto, Inoue felt a little pity in his heart, but he didn't have much pity. After all, she was a girl, and it was normal for her to lose to a boy.

Thinking of this, Inoue sighed softly, turned his head slightly, and inadvertently saw Sakuraichi wearing a hat, because he was standing on the side, only her profile could be seen.

Under the cover of the brim of the hat, one can vaguely see the line of dark red, which is a little deep and a little quiet, like a thousand-year-old pool that is mysterious and vast, so calm that there are no waves.

But under the peaceful ancient pool, there is a powerful aura hidden, domineering and deep, mysterious and sharp. Although he has tried his best to hide this aura, there is still a faint hint of it, which is daunting.

Inoue couldn't help being slightly startled, a faint inquiry flashed across his eyes, this child...
"Hey, Goto!!!" Arai Mieko's roar interrupted his train of thought, and in a blink of an eye, Arai Mieko in the stadium roared angrily at Goto Risa:
"What the hell are you doing? Keep running in the opposite direction, keep running, keep running, can't you be serious? Hey Goto, did you hear me? KUSO!!! Goto—"

"Nah, Arai is angry." Shoko Aihara smacked his lips, and the lollipop inside turned from left to right, and stretched out his index finger to scratch his cheek: "It's so annoying, it's all 2-3 , If you lose three more rounds, you will lose, what the hell is Goto thinking?"

(End of this chapter)