The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

In addition to the right hand grip, the left hand also put a lap on the throat.

Swing the racket hard with both hands and hit the back half of the ball.

Bang!

The sound of hitting the ball is not very satisfactory.

Momojo Takeshi looked at the ball that was blocked by the net, and his face was livid.

“0—15.”

Aomine Daiki stood firmly on the ground, maintaining a smashing posture, smiling smugly.

“Boy, you’re still too tender.”

Takeshi Momogi’s brows furrowed into a “chuan”, holding the racket tightly, gritting his teeth.

“You guy…”

Bang!

Another “invincible smash”.

Takeshi Momojo used the strength of his whole body to fight back.

The ball grazed above the bag of the net.

“Damn, it’s close.” Takeshi Momogi muttered, thinking of another goal.

Boom!

“Diguang score, 4-2.”

Takeshi Momojo was enraged by Aomine Daiki, and his mind was full of thoughts to fight back against the “Invincible Smash”.

Atsushi Ziyuan had finished eating the potato chips in his hand and said lazily.

“Ahhh~~~ Isn’t it finished yet, Qingxue is really troublesome ~~~”

Ryota Huangse said with a smile.

“This shows that Qingxue is very strong.”

Ziyuan Dun looked at Huang Lai and complained ruthlessly.

“Ah~~ please, you lost to them, so do you think they are strong~~~”

The smile on Ryota Huangse’s face instantly froze.

“Really, can’t Xiao Ziyuan be kind to me who lost the game.”

Atsushi Shihara glanced at Akaji and retorted.

“Ahhh~~~ Sorry, as Kochiji said, victory is everything~~”

“Those who lose the game are not qualified to shout ~~~ here”

Ryo Huangse clenched his fists too tightly, obviously really angry.

Just when the two were arguing, the doubles number one match had a result.

“The game is over, Diguang wins, the score is 6-3.”

Although Takeshi Momojo and Kaoru Kaido fought hard to get a round later, the result did not change.

Ryuzaki took a set of deep breaths and said to the two people standing in front of him.

“The value of the game is to recognize your own shortcomings.”

“You two, the whole game is being led by each other, where is the momentum before the match?”

Momogi and Kaido lowered their heads and said nothing to refute.

Echizen Nanjiro teased and persuaded.

“I said old woman, your wrinkles are so angry out.”

Ryuzaki Pansy’s forehead was full of pound horns, and he couldn’t wait to throw Echizen Nanjiro out.

Suddenly, the appearance of the big man Ziyuan made her lose her thoughts.

“Ahh~~~ Coach of Kochiji, help me look at the snacks ~~~”

He threw a large bag of snacks to Echizen Nanjiro, his voice lazy, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Echizen Ryoma stood in front of Ryuzaki Pansy, his eyes fixed on Echizen Nanjiro.

Nanjiro looked back and threw a stick and lollipop to Echizen Ryoma.

“Come and come, count the condolences I give you.”

Echizen Ryoma was hit in the head by a lollipop and frowned in pain.

He thought silently in his heart – he recklessly, absolutely did not know that guy….

“Ahhh~~Coach, it turns out that he is your son~~~” Atsushi Zihara bent down to tie his shoelaces and asked maliciously.

Without waiting for Echizen Nanjiro to answer, Echizen Ryoma pressed the brim of his hat and said coolly.

“No, I’m not related to that person.”

As if he hadn’t heard it, Ziyuan Atsushi said to himself.

“Ahhh~~ Although it is the coach’s cub, I will not show mercy to my subordinates~~~”

Echizen Nanjiro leaned back on the bench with a smile and said to Shibara.

“Don’t show mercy to your subordinates, my stupid son is very resistant.”

Several black lines appeared on Echizen Ryoma’s forehead.

Is there such a pit?

“Next, the match between Qingxue and Diguang, singles number three.”

“One game is decided, and Qingxue Echizen serves.”

Echizen Ryoma stood on the serve, his eyes level ahead.

Bang!

The ball flew out like an arrow.

The ball fell to the ground and immediately flew towards Atsushi Shihara’s face.

“Ah~~Is the external spin serve~~” Atsushi Shihara glanced lazily at the ball.

Then, he pulled to the side, and at the same time, the racket was raised.

The ball was like a feather and was beaten back by Atsushi Shihara.

Satoshi Horio looked surprised.

“Echizen’s outspin serve was hit back so easily!”

Atsushi Ziyuan said lazily to himself.

“Ah~~ Compared with Kochiji’s, it’s easier to fight back~~”

“The coach’s son ~~Your outspin serve doesn’t seem to be very authentic~~~”

Atsushi Shihara taunted as he shot back.

Echizen Ryoma’s pupils shrank slightly, revealing a little displeasure.

His outspin serve is not authentic?

It’s not even close!

However, what is the title of “son of a coach”?

After all, it was his own son’s competition, and Echizen Nanjiro became a little more serious.

“Ryoma, just enjoy this game.”

In fact, Echizen Nanjiro has long wanted to let Echizen Ryoma and the tall Shibara have a match.

The height gap between the two and the completely different ball style will definitely collide with sparks.

Thinking of this, Echizen Nanjiro couldn’t help but dismantle the snack next to him.