Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 945 The Last Ball

Special training clothes, as the name suggests.

According to the characteristics and physical data of a specific person, special clothes that can improve the data of the person are made, just like Sakuraichi's wristbands and K-shaped uniforms are also special uniforms.

But the special uniforms in this world are all about improving speed and endurance, so the weight of the clothes is considered, which is the same as the wrist guards worn on the ankles of Echizen in the first grade, except that there is no need to put lead bars.

It is very clear that this special uniform is made in Germany. As we all know, Germany is unique in its strength in the military industry, and the special uniforms processed from it are naturally the same.

Their effect of improving physical fitness is also very significant. It can increase by 15.56%~20.37% on the original basis. For men, it can increase by 18.95%~27.63%, which can be said to be a very terrifying data.

Taking off the special training uniform, Chengyuan Temple wants to win, at least 8.99% more chances than before, but...

Gan turned his head and glanced at Yingyi, his left sleeve was completely dyed red, and a bright red blood color was also soaked under his armpit, which was continuously spreading to the surroundings at this moment.

Edogawa, who has been injured like this, presumably won't let Chengyuan Temple win even if he dies.

Sighing secretly, he put down the pen in his hand, probably, there is no need to record the next game...

slap~
slap~
slap~
The tennis ball was bouncing back and forth between the ground and the palm, Chengyuan Temple's eyes became more and more cold, the last ball was a desperate fight, she wanted to win the championship, absolutely! ! ! !

On the opposite side, Yingyi's face became paler and paler, he lost too much blood, and his arm became more and more rigid. If he continued to use his left hand, it would be considered good if he could use one-fifth of his strength. It is impossible to ask for more. Winning the game is the best outcome.

One ball, the last ball.

I’m about to say goodbye to all my friends in this world, the teammates who sweated on the court together, the companions who laughed at the academy together, and the opponents who fought hard on the field together...

Those laughs will all end at the last ball, and everything will be buried by this last ball!

"Edogawa, this last ball..."

huh~
The ball was thrown into the air by Chengyuan Temple, and turned at the critical point: "I respect you as a king, and I respect myself, and I will never give up——————————"

Sakura was stunned!
boom!
Swinging the racket, the majestic aura exploded in the opposite court, and a yellow-green figure flashed out, billowing with vigor, blasting out with a fierce wind.

Chengyuan Temple fought against Ying, without the slightest hold back, the emperor's strength was fully displayed.

It's just that Yingyi was seriously injured. Although she always had the upper hand with her strength, as time went by, she was gradually suppressed by Chengyuan Temple.

No matter what, she is a person who came back from special training abroad. After going through the training there, she is much better than others in terms of fighting spirit and mentality.

But compared to someone like Ying Yi who crawled out of the dead, he was still a bit less calm.

But Yingyi's injury was so serious that she could feel the pressure from her opponent. She didn't want to be distracted, and wanted to do her best to end the game as soon as possible.

However, due to the excessive blood loss, it became more and more difficult for her to concentrate, and her vision became more and more blurred. She had begun to lose sight of the people on the opposite side, even tennis balls.

But the ball still needs to be hit, it really doesn't work, I can only rely on the direction of the airflow, the wind will never lie.

Sakura took a deep breath, and slowly closed her eyes under everyone's shocked gaze.

Above the sky, a cloud drifted slowly, and the earth was silent.

After waiting for half a breath again, a faint breeze suddenly blows between the sky and the earth. The breeze blows across the field, and there is a slight flow sound.

Sensing the direction of the breeze, Sakuraichi suddenly turned around and squatted down on one knee, then slowly raised the racket, slid from right to left, and the tip of her hair slid through a subtle arc.

Bu Er's pupils opened suddenly, and ice-blue broken gold flowed in his eyes.

Boom!
In the air, a dazzling light erupted, directly colliding with the invisible front of the tennis ball.

A fluctuation of Qi visible to the naked eye, like a rippling black water wave, rippled.

Sending mayflies in the heaven and earth is a drop in the vast ocean.

——Ephemera in the sea!
boom------

beep—

"Game-One-by Qingxue, 6-0!"

Yagyu (Yumiko), it's over...

everything is over……

beep beep-

pat-

The light in the operating room suddenly went out, the door opened, and the doctor walked out slowly. The Liusheng couple rushed forward and asked anxiously: "Doctor, how is it? How is my daughter?"

"Don't worry, the operation was a success, and I'm fine, just rest for three months."

"Eh? This... so fast?" Doesn't it take several years?

"Well, there will be no problem, just don't worry, you can go in and have a look after you arrive at the convalescent ward later."

Lang nodded slightly, ignoring them as they strode forward, and when they passed by Sanada's side, their footsteps stopped suddenly.

Then he took out a palm-sized gift box from the pocket of his clothes and handed it to him: "This is a gift from me to Bu Er Zhou Zhu, he is not here, please pass it on, thank you very much."

Sanada glanced at him in surprise, didn't say much, just nodded slightly afterwards: "I will hand it over to him, I won't be careless."

"That's good." Lang put his hands in his pockets, turned around and left, "Tell him, don't throw them around, it's for saving lives, oh, yes,"

After a pause, he tilted his head slightly, pulled off his mask, revealing his exquisite side face, and said, "I'm Edogawa's elder brother."

Edogawa's... brother?
Sanada was puzzled for a moment, and Fujiwara who was next to him came over, watched Lang go down the stairs and disappeared from everyone's sight, and said slowly: "It is indeed Sakuraichi's brother, his name is Lang."

"Yeah." Sanada nodded, "This gift..."

"Since he asked you to hand it over, you can hand it over." Fujiwara Kuna had no intention of taking over, turned around and walked towards the ward where Yagyu (Yumiko) was.

Sanada looked down at the gift box in his hand. Although he didn't know what it was, it felt inexplicably heavy and depressing, but he would keep his promise and give it to Budu.

Lang didn't know his mental activities, and when he came outside the building of the outpatient department alone, the strong smell of medicine that filled his nose before was blown away by the constant wind.

Today's weather is fine, cloudless, and the autumn wind is blowing, blowing his somewhat long bangs fluttering with the wind.

Autumn is a season full of sentimentality.

Whether it's the wind or the yellowing and withered leaves, they all seem to be expressing deep sorrow to the world.

Everything in the world has a beginning and an end.It's like the leaves of a tree wither and fall in late autumn, but they sprout buds in spring.

The word forever, forever only exists in an ideal state.

Therefore, Chen, it is impossible to stay and give Fuji the gift, I hope...he can understand.

Chen alone cannot take care of everyone's emotions, nor can he satisfy everyone's requirements.This doomed her identity, half black and half white, no matter how well she did, someone would come out and criticize her, and it became inevitable that she would bear the reputation of being a bad person.

Don't ask the reason, don't ask the truth, just ask the result!

This is the rigid requirement of her education!
"Even a bad guy has meaning for his existence, doesn't he?" She once said this. At that time, she had already become a massacre in the eyes of others, and she forged her own monument with the blood of countless people.

Many people wanted to ask her how to become a real king. They all wanted an answer, but they only saw her glorious surface, but they couldn't see her hands covered with blood, so she was used to keeping silent and treating her indifferently. Of.

Answer!

The people on that planet are asking for the answer, and the people on this planet are also asking for the answer. Although the purpose is different, it is still the answer.

But there is never an answer in life, everyone is willing to accept it, there will always be voices of dissatisfaction, and there will always be people who question why they do not exist in this answer.

It's just that once the mystery of something is revealed, everything changes, just like an ancient castle in the Middle Ages. After the walls are covered with thin dust, it is already a different scene.

The thin figure hugged the trophy with his uninjured right hand, with a champion's gold medal hanging on his chest, standing in front of the camera with a faint smile on his face.

Then, she turned around, instead of listening to the audience's cheers, not looking at anyone in the auditorium, and not looking at the former friends in the Qingxue seats, she walked into the salon aisle on her side alone.

At this time, rain suddenly floated in the sky, and the whole world became black and white, and the black and white in the misty rain formed a perfect neutralization.

The scene at this time is neither like day nor night, but it feels like a gray world. There is a thin mist floating in the air, falling on the head, and it is almost impossible to feel it on the body.

It's over, everything is over...

'Sakura, what kind of yard do you like?or home. '

'Well, I can live. '

'Answer seriously! ! ! '

'Oh, angry?That is, a yard with cherry blossoms should have a small pond and raise fish. '

'anything else?Where is home? '

'I don't know how to design, probably... just don't sleep on the ground. '

'Ah, well, that's exactly what you'd say. '

'Well, good to know. '

……

'Hey, Sakuraichi. '

'Um? '

'The cherry blossoms you planted in the backyard will bloom soon. '

'Is that nice? '

'Well, I'll take you to see it. '

'Yes, I'm afraid... I can't wait for that day. '

"Sakura one!!!!!!"

Suddenly, Buer stood up, with anxiety and panic intertwined in his voice, he rushed to Qingxue's lounge, and pushed open the door with a bang.

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