Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 86 Misfortune, Wave Ball
call--

As the words fell, a breeze blew across the field, blowing away the smoke on the isolation net, and dissipating in the air with Bei Dao's confident and proud voice. It was illusory and ethereal, but it struck everyone. atrium.

quiet!
Weird silence!

Everyone was stunned in place, their lips parted slightly, and their eyes filled with disbelief. This... is it a joke!
Hirakawa Mari stared at the two standing on the opposite court with wide eyes, her pupils trembled uncontrollably, Qingxue is so strong...

Tightening the tennis racket in her hand, Akahori Tomomi frowned, and a bad feeling gradually permeated her heart.

beep—

The referee sounded, then put down the whistle, and said loudly: "Game Qingxue, 15-0."

boom! !

The referee's words instantly brought everyone in shock back to their senses, and soon there were chattering voices.

"Hey, just kidding."

"My God, who is that girl? It's so fast."

"Yeah, I didn't even see her swing."

"Hey, didn't you say that Qingxue is terrible?"

"Bad? Are you thinking too much? Qinggaku's women's net was updated last semester. Well, that's their head, Edogawa Sakuraichi."

"Huh? It's a little bean... um..."

"Keep your voice down, you are looking for death, dare to say that their minister is Douding, if they hear it, you will be in trouble."

"Ah, senior Bei Dao——"

"Senior Bei Dao, so handsome—"

"Qing Xue - Qing Xue -"

"Ah, Yuki, you did a good job," Kikumaru looked at Kitajima Yuki in the stadium with bright eyes, cheered loudly and said harshly, "Show your strength and beat them hard in 10 minutes Meow~"

Hearing what he said, the corner of Gan's mouth twitched, the pen in his hand resumed its movement, and he said slowly: "Bei Dao's strength value is preliminarily determined to be 84%~90%, which is 4~6 times that of other girls. However, this is only a conservative estimate.

Judging from the speed of the ball just now, the speed has reached 190~200km/h, which is only 200 slower than the new ball into the soul of Heidei Hochotaro (new instant serve, ball speed: 225~0.15km/h) Second.but……"

Qian's eyes fell on Bei Dao, and his eyebrows frowned slightly. Bei Dao is a girl, how could it be so fast?It is not impossible if they are trained, but the premise of this "possibility" must be formal systematic training. Have they really participated in formal systematic training?

But as far as he knows, in Japan, the orthodox systematic training is only for U-17.But they have never participated in the U-17, he can still be sure of this.

So, how are they trained?Thinking about it, I couldn't help turning my head to look at Sakuraichi who was sitting on the bench, the light flashed on the lens, SA, Edogawa-san, I am really more and more curious about how you train.

"Hey~" Echizen raised the corners of his mouth, his amber cat eyes looked at the people on the court, and he spoke slowly in a provocative tone habitually, "Not bad."

"Bei Dao-san's speed is so fast, I didn't notice it before, or is it because they have been hiding their strength?" Taocheng twitched her lips and shook her index finger, "It's too immoral, this is not allowed, oh no."

Tezuka closed his eyelids, and Sakuraichi's figure was reflected on the lenses with a faint golden light, the cold and hard lines on his face slightly warmed up, the team led by this person...is really strong.

Seeing Tezuka's imperceptible changes in his eyes, the smile on Fuji's face was still as elegant as the wind, and the ends of his chestnut hair were hanging quietly, neither floating nor moving, calm and elegant, the same as in the past It's generally the same, except that the hands wrapped around the chest involuntarily tightened a little, and the fingertips were also slightly turning white.

"Hehe, I really can't see it." Yamato Yuda looked back and forth between Tezuka and Fuji without any trace of eyesight, and then fell to the game where you come and go on the court. The words he said were a bit intriguing, and he paused After a pause, he said again: "The women's tennis in our school can still have such strength."

"Ah." Tezuka habitually agreed, but there was an undetectable arc at the corner of his mouth.

Fu Er's heart tightened, as delicate as him, it was easy to detect the changes in Tezuka, not to mention being a classmate for so many years.

However, he is not sure about Tezuka's thoughts. After all, Tezuka and Yingyi only stayed in communication, and the time was only six months, and he also entered Yingyi's life during those six months, and did not Discover what is special about Sakura and Tezuka.

However, according to Sakuraichi's indifferent and resolute personality, I'm afraid he wouldn't notice Tezuka's thoughts.

Thinking of this, Buer's tense heart gradually relaxed, and the smile on his face was still soft and elegant, which had not changed due to the change of mood.

Yamato Yuda closed his eyelids, retracted his imperceptible gaze, and then looked at Sakuraichi who was sitting on the edge of the court, with a habitual smile on his mouth, it turned out to be this girl.

"Well, Aigaku has a lot of tricks." On the platform outside the stadium, Maki Asano squinted at Yuki Kitajima in the stadium, and said pointedly.

"Well, that Bei Dao's strength and speed are top-notch. It seems that this year's Qingxue is a strong opponent."

"Oh? Is that sure? It's not like your style."

"Don't forget, the guy named Goto hasn't made a move yet, and..." Junko Asahina narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze fell on the edge of the court, "Neither their minister nor deputy minister will play."

"Really?" Asano Maki followed her line of sight, and on the bench there, sitting on the bench there was Sakuraichi who was dressed in a blue and white uniform, her brows furrowed involuntarily.

Sensing the sights gathered on her body from all directions, Sakura closed her eyelids, but didn't say anything, her dark red pupils were still looking at the stadium without blinking.

The first match is very important for Qingxue, who is just budding in women's tennis. Although Goto and Bei Dao's strength will definitely win, but there is no absolute, and it will be bad if something happens in the middle.

"Game Qingxue, 1-0, in the second game, Qingxue serves."

"Hey, it's so fast. It took only 3 minutes to win the next round. And that Bei Dao still played all ordinary flat shots, and didn't come up with any special tricks."

"Yeah, at this speed, it is not impossible to win this game in 20 minutes."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's a pity that Saint Rudolph lost his serve."

"I lost my serve, so the next receiving game will be even more troublesome."

"Hey~ Jingsang, you still said that women's tennis is nothing to look at, but I think Qingxue is pretty good."

"Eh...it seems so."

"As expected of Senior Bei Dao, he actually won the catch round by himself."

"The serve should be Goto-senpai's serve, ahhh, that's great, I can see her Sakura serve again. Goto-senpai, come on—"

"Sakura serves?" Hirakawa Mari glanced at the leisurely Goto on the opposite side, and couldn't help frowning deeply, then turned to look at Mika Honjo, who had already moved to the backcourt, and said, as if she had made some decision: "Mika , use that."

"That?" Mika Honjo was taken aback, seeing her solemn expression, she finally nodded, "I understand."

"Well, what a boring game." Goto took the tennis ball, hit the ground one after another, then threw the ball into the sky, and hit it with a snap.

"Huh? It's just a normal serve?" Kikumaru frowned, and said with some resentment, "Ah, it's so good, I really want to see Risa's cherry blossom serve~"

"Ah, that pose!!!" Just when everyone was still depressed about Goto's serve, Horio's voice suddenly sounded, with a bit of shock and disbelief.

Attracted by his voice, everyone followed his gaze and looked at St. Rudolph. Suddenly, their pupils tightened and their breathing stagnated.

"Waving ball?!" Seeing Mika Honjo's posture, Ryu Kawamura murmured.

(End of this chapter)