Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 27 The Beginning of the Fudo Peak Violent Scandal

Tokyo, Fudomine Academy Tennis Club.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the day's schoolwork ended, and all the students began to participate in club activities.

This time the regional qualifiers are over for the Fudo Peak Tennis Club.

The result of such a round of tour did not bring any changes to the coaches and candidates.

If the initial draw goes well and they encounter several weaker schools, they may have a chance of stealing the show.

However, losing to Qingxue, who is stronger than them, is not unacceptable.

And they fought Qingxue for five full games before finally losing.

Such a result is already worthy of Tony Damu's boasting.

At this time, he is planning how to beautify the battle report this time, and inform the school principal of his noble character of leading Fudo Peak to repeated defeats and never giving up.

Trying to impress the school leaders with this, so as to get more funds for tennis club activities.

Therefore, he did not even make arrangements for today's daily training, leaving full authority to Minister Ohashi Miku, while he hid in his office and wrote a report.

……

"Squeak!"

The door to the tennis club opened slowly, and Saeki Munuhiko walked in with a tennis bag on his back.

What you can see is an extremely messy court, tennis balls everywhere, and third graders chatting happily in twos and threes.

And the number is scarce, the first and second graders who dare not make any noise at all, just pick up the ball silently.

The defeat in the regional preliminaries did not seem to have any impact on the Fudo Peak Tennis Club. They seem to be completely used to such failures.

Besides, being able to fight Qingxue for five fierce games this time, in their eyes, it was a victory that could be publicized to the outside world.

The arrival of Saeki Zonghiko, the one-level main candidate, seemed out of place with the third-year group talking.

Zongyan was carrying a tennis bag with a relaxed expression and indifferent eyes. He glanced at the entire tennis club and then walked in the direction of the main training.

boom!
boom!
The sound of hitting the ball is endless.

Looking at it all the way, Zong Yan can't make any waves to their training.

In the original work, it is not unreasonable that Fudofeng was born poorly in the junior high school before Tachibana Juping.

Especially since he has been in the tennis club for more than a month, after experiencing it himself, he really felt that they were hopeless.

Calling them miscellaneous fish is already worthy of attention.

"who is this?"

"I don't know him, he's new here? But he looks like he's still wearing the clothes he chose."

"Impossible, he is so young, didn't he say that Fudofeng can only be selected as the main candidate in the third grade? How could there be a first-year main candidate?"

"Why not, have you forgotten? The guy who went through the back door that the seniors complained about a while ago!"

"Uh... You said that, I seem to have a little impression, but this guy seems to have never participated in a school training since he became the main candidate!"

"He has never participated in training, so how can such a brat coach tolerate him staying?"

"Okay, forget about him, hurry up and pick up the ball, or Minister Daqiao will punish him when he sees it..."
The first and second graders who were silently picking up the ball were surprised when they saw Zong Yan appear.

However, they didn't talk for long. A person who looked like the leader stopped the conversation in the team, and then urged the others.

But when the leader saw Zong Yan walking straight towards the training ground, he didn't care too much.

He has been picking up balls in Fudo Peak for two years, and he doesn't have much emotional fluctuations about these.

His only wish now is to wait another year and be elected as the main candidate.

At that time, it is he who will enjoy all these privileges.

It didn't take long, however, for his fantasies to be drawn to a violent argument and the sounds of chaotic fighting.

The sound of shouting and fighting from the seniors kept coming from the venue that was being selected.

……

Along the way.

Of course Zong Yan heard a lot of comments, but he didn't take it to heart.

After experiencing the pressure of Fudo Peak, this group of people changed from radical to conservative at the beginning, and even at this time their hearts began to become numb.

This change made him vigilant and made him feel very uncomfortable.

For the school system, for the current selection, for the coach...

Negative and tyrannical emotions accumulated in Jia Nei's heart for an unknown period of time, and at this moment they all surged up and were about to burst out of their shells.

A trace of dangerous and dark aura emanated from him, and as he approached, several familiar voices soon reached his ears.

Bang, bang.

That was the sound of tennis balls being hit.

"It's great, the bridge is here soon!"

The breath on his body became more and more urgent, Zong Yan tightened the tennis bag on his shoulder with one hand, raised his head slightly, kicked open the gate of Zhengxuan training ground, and then swaggered in through the gate.

His incomparably ostentatious posture and movements quickly attracted the other candidates who were practicing on the field.

"Stop! Brat, don't you understand the etiquette of the tennis club?"

Seeing Soeki Sohiko's arrogant look and his attitude of just trying to provoke trouble, the expressions of these third graders instantly turned down.

The fudo peak recruits who often use small tricks and shady methods on the court are very sensitive to the dark aura emanating from Zong Yan at this time, which is the prelude to an explosion.

And even though Zong Yan was wearing Fudo Peak Zhengxuan's clothes, he had never seen them before, and had never been here for training.

Now coming here suddenly, coupled with this provocative appearance.

These inherently bad Fudofeng Zhengxuan also quickly realized.

Saeki Munuhiko, this is looking for trouble!
Zongyan ignored the eyes of others and looked at Ohashi Miku in the field.

"Senior Ohashi, I heard that you are very strong, let's fight!"

Zong Yan's tone was particularly sarcastic, and the expressions of the other people who heard the lack of respect in his tone also changed slightly, and Ohashi frowned for a while.

But before the bridge broke out, his dog legs took the lead in action.

"Hey, kid, how dare you call the minister by his name like that!"

"A kid who went through the back door, what qualifications does he have to fight with the minister?"

"That is, a guy who went through the back door actually became a main candidate like us. Minister, he should be deprived of his status as a main candidate."

"Also, watch your tone! Otherwise, we don't mind teaching you a lesson."

……

Words of righteous indignation kept coming from the crowd.

No matter how bastard Fudo Peak's system is, as the current vested beneficiaries, the third graders are still very willing to maintain such authority.

Many people have long been dissatisfied with Zong Yan, who was airborne through the back door.

"Oh, what? Don't you dare?"

"He tui!"

"If you don't dare, hand over the minister's position as soon as possible..."

Looking unmoved, as if ignoring him for a long time, Zong Yan continued to stimulate.

"Bastard!"

"Damn guy, who do you think you are?"

Ohashi didn't answer for a long time, but his acquiescence made the other main candidates who heard this became furious.

Letting Ohashi give up his position as head of the tennis department for a long time, such words suddenly seemed to poke a hornet's nest.

Several even rushed forward, wanting to personally teach this guy who doesn't know how to respect his seniors.

But their actions were inferior to Akutsu's, how could they be noticed by Zongyan.

Zong Yan easily dodged their grasp, and then followed with a few simple over-the-shoulder throws, slamming several people to the ground.

His movements were extremely rough, and he stepped on them after knocking them down.

"There's so much nonsense, but Daqiao Wujiu doesn't want to come, so..."

At this moment, Zong Yan no longer suppressed his sharpness, and Zong Yan raised all the malice and tyranny that had been suppressed for a long time, and released them with the blessing of spiritual power.

The originally noisy stadium suddenly became silent, and everyone looked at Munuhiko Saeki uneasily, as if they had seen some ferocious beast.

Taking out the racket, just as Zongyan was about to take the next step, a cold voice came from the court.

"It seems that you really want to compete with me."

"Then I will fulfill your wish and teach you a lesson!"

"Hmph, good..."

Zong Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, he was waiting for you.

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