Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 297 Good Team

"Ah~" The isolation net was fastened with a clatter, and the corner of Sang Yu's mouth curled up, a wicked and arrogant smile bloomed on his face, and his eyes gradually shone brightly, "That's exactly what I meant."

Goto's hand holding the racket suddenly tightened, and the white light on the lens completely obliterated the strong and confident smile in his eyes. When the white light gradually disappeared, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he looked at Bei Dao next to him: "Bei Dao, don't mind Shall we have a game?"

"Well, that's what I wanted to ask." Bei Dao smiled slightly, picked up his racket and walked towards the court. The wind came quietly, and the tip of his hair gradually fluttered, revealing the other hidden eye, orange red. The color of the eyes blurred, like a strong flame burning to its heart's content.

"Cut~" Rina Aihara snorted coldly, then turned to look at Fujiwara who was standing aside, the corner of her mouth was slightly hooked, and she swung the racket on her shoulder, and said in a somewhat arrogant tone: "Deputy Minister, let's play a game. "

"Ah." Fujiwara Kuna closed his eyelids, and the pupils covered by the glasses had turbulent ripples. It was the desire for war, which was spreading round and round, and his heart seemed to be filled with something. Almost overflowing.

Even though it was as cold as her, the blood in her body began to boil. This feeling... was weird, but it made her flock to it.

"Hey, do you want Xiangzi to have a game?" Liu Sheng smiled faintly and looked at Xiangzi who started to rotate the racket around his arms. This is a movement that she only has when she is serious, and the original flying look has disappeared and replaced it. Yes, it is extremely rare to be serious

"Hey, yip, yeeee~" Shoko Aihara grabbed the racket with a snap, and walked towards the court: "Yagyu, come on, I won't be afraid of you."

Hearing this, the corners of Liu Sheng's mouth couldn't help but twitched a little. Xiangzi is serious.
"Hey, what stimulated the seniors? You beat them so hard?"

"I don't know, don't you just want to change the racket? Why did you suddenly play the ball?"

"The amount of training has to increase, alas, but the number of the main candidates has to increase. As expected of the main candidates, they can withstand such a large amount of training."

"I say."

clap clap clap-

The sound of hitting the ball suddenly sounded, interrupting everyone's conversation. Turning their heads to look, the people present gasped for a moment.

"Hey, no way, the seniors added the ball."

"Ah!!! It's six balls!!!"

"Oh, it really can't compare. I used to only hit five balls at most, but now I hit six balls! When will I be able to catch up!!"

clap clap-

"Ah, I'm going to call!!!"

clap clap-

"Here it is!! It's Rina-senpai's counterattack on the sideline!"

"As expected of being selected, he can catch the ball on such a sideline!"

clap clap-

"Yoho~ It's a small case~"

"Ah, it's Shoko-senpai's dance shot!!"

boom--

wow-

"It's the one-handed one-handed wave ball of Senior Bei Dao."

bang——

"Hey!!!!!! Goto-senpai actually called back!!!!!!"

Goto's eyelids narrowed slightly, white light gradually attached to the lens, Bei Dao's power became stronger again.

clap clap-

Tennis balls are constantly flying back and forth in the court, and the swinger is gradually showing his three-point strength. His boiling blood is roaring, like a beast that has been imprisoned for a long time, biting the thick chain and preparing to return to the mountain for slaughter Sifang, with such burning passion, they urgently need a breakthrough to release.

wow-

With a crisp sound, Irie clasped his left hand on the isolation net, and the eyes under the lens gradually formed a deep vortex, six balls, and still concealed his strength, Qingxue's women's net was unexpectedly strong.

clap clap-

The sound of hitting the ball kept ringing in the court. In the office on the third floor of the teaching building, two people were standing in front of the window, watching the movement of the women's tennis through the transparent glass window.The tea on the table is still steaming slightly, and the lingering smoke keeps rising and lingering. The tea floats and sinks, and the faint tea fragrance permeates the office. It is very light, very light, nuanced, peaceful and elegant.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhssesses'' coach Ryuzaki said, "You led a good team."

(End of this chapter)