Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 718 Sober

hum-

A strange air suddenly erupted from her body, sweeping everything like a gust of wind, shaking the branches, blowing away the canopy frantically, rolling the fallen leaves into the air, whistling incessantly, changing directions, almost overturning the ground. The whole ground!

boom--

There was a sudden pounding sound, and the tennis ball was shot out like a cannonball. Before he had time to react, he didn't even have time to blink his eyelids. With a flash of light, the tennis ball exploded behind Yukimura.

The loud bang was extremely ear-shattering, the ground under his feet trembled, and mud particles of unknown size flew in all directions, hitting his body with a muffled popping sound. Because of this force, the tingling sensation continued to linger on his body. spread.

The dust filled the air, and the wind howled, sweeping everything up and flying wildly, and even the branches roared like a wave.

Turning his head to look, Nanjiro couldn't help but stare, Yukimura's back was hit by a tennis ball to create a huge crater, there was not an inch of grass around the crater, not even a grass root, only the tennis ball was spinning rustlingly.

In the route of the tennis ball, the soil was abruptly lifted off a piece of land, exposing the bare surface and plant roots, like an arrow pointing directly at Yukimura's lifeblood.

impossible! ! !
Hitomi couldn't help trembling because of the shock, looking at the girl on the opposite side who buried her head and knelt on one knee, maintaining a flat racket, Yukimura let out a cry from the bottom of his heart, and the hand holding the racket suddenly tightened, because he was too hard to straighten the racket. Both hands became slightly pale.

"Wake up... here..." Thin lips muttered, speaking in a language that even he himself could not believe, suddenly, his eyes became rigid.

"That's it, Yukimura."

The person squatting on one knee slowly stood up, his light blue and white hair fluttering slightly.He raised his head slightly, and looked at the young man with cold eyes, his pupils were red mixed with pure ink and stained fission, without a trace of white, pure and deep.Weird lines spread all over the left eye, a line stretched to the cheek to outline the trace of death, and the dark red of blood was as mysterious and flamboyant as a flame.

those eyes! ! ! !
Lyu's whole body froze, and then her body gradually began to tremble. Meeting that gaze, even for a second, felt a bone-chilling sense of terror.

"...the perfect trap,"

clatter--

The girl opened her steps, her thin lips moved, and a bloodthirsty coldness was born in this way, her eyes were full of contemptuous arrogance, and her indifferent voice did not have any ripples.

sand--

Echizen Minamijiro stood up abruptly, his trembling pupils shrank, his hand in his purse clenched and relaxed, loosened and tightened again and again.

She actually... did it...

Taking a deep breath, occasionally fine beads of sweat slipped from his forehead, and then fell to the ground, splashing small splashes.The corner of Nanjiro's mouth slightly raised, and sure enough, the secret of the young girl really existed.

Unable to appreciate Nanjiro's relief, Yukimura narrowed his eyes at this moment, with an indescribably serious expression.

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive, the Qi on the girl's body attacked mercilessly, it was so strong that even the air was ruthlessly crushed, the molecules were instantly heavy like a piece of iron plate and kept sinking, breathing gradually became difficult.

"Darkness, sadness, fear...the absolute domain..."

hum~
The aura on the girl's body gradually turned purple, deep purple, purple to black, and then suddenly swept around like an exploding balloon. Licking everything on the ground, all life is gone.

This feeling……

Yukimura's footsteps moved, but he didn't retreat or move forward.It's just that his lips trembled slightly, he clenched the racket in his hand, and his eyes were unprecedentedly solemn.

I can feel that there is boundless coldness in her breath, like a demon hunting in hell, the killing intent has not been fully revealed, and it is just ready to go.

He had never seen such anger before!

"It's a pity... your opponent is me." The wind picked up lightly, and the ends of her hair slid in light arcs. The smell of soil and the voice of a girl floated in the air, lingering for a long time...

"Really," Yukimura raised the corners of his lips and tossed the tennis ball in his hand, "Edogawa," turned his head and looked at her: "Do you know?" He patted the ball on the ground lightly, with five fingers Flexibly exerting force, "In my whole life... I have never had an opponent, not even Tezuka..., but you..."

Slightly squinting his eyes, a ray of coldness flashed across his peaceful eyes, "It's still too far away!"

call out--

The tennis ball was just thrown and hit, wasting no time, controlling everything just right!The ball flashed for a moment, and instantly turned into eight shooting stars, each seeking a direction and winding towards the opposite side.

The speed of the ball is extremely fast, and the tricky angle is difficult to grasp. However, it is difficult for ordinary talents to grasp. Yingyi is not an ordinary person. He reversed orderly with his feet, and reflected the three-turn step vividly with a few taps.

clap clap clap-

There were several crisp sounds, and eight rays of light flew back in reverse, but the milky white air was completely wrapped in purple, and suddenly, translucent lotus flowers were formed, each of which was only the size of an egg, swaying, as if drunk He flew over slowly like drinking wine.

(End of this chapter)