"Yeah, so what?" Akutsu smiled grimly and waved the racket, hitting the ball towards Kamishiro Ami again.
This time, his target was the face.
Attacking the opponent's body is his usual move.
In his opinion, these guys with no motor nerves couldn't even do basic dodgeball.
It is better to destroy such a weakling.
Kamishiro Blue has been suppressing him from the beginning to now, and the arrogance he showed has continued to sting Akutsu's self-esteem.
He couldn't wait to destroy Jindailan.
"Oh~~" Unexpectedly, Akutsu didn't see any fearful expression on Kamishiro Ami's face.
Instead, I saw a hint of banter.
"So you want to play violent tennis with me. It's really...interesting." Kamishiro Lan, who had a gentle temperament in his eyes, suddenly seemed to have a strange aura all over his body.
"Ka." As the footsteps stepped on, the breeze blew.
It was originally a warm weather, but Akutsu's body shivered unconsciously.
He was shocked to find that goosebumps appeared on his arms.
Is this fear?
Am I afraid of this man?
A humiliating thought occurred to Akutsu.
Then he grabbed the tennis ball tightly and his eyes widened, full of ferocity.
"Look up, Wabisuke."
After a brief explanation, Akutsu saw an extremely slow tennis ball flying towards him.
This kind of weak tennis can fight back at will even in elementary schools.
For some reason, Yajiujin breathed a sigh of relief and said with a ferocious smile: "Hahaha, what did I think it was? Are you scared?"
Step forward confidently and swing the racket suddenly.
He seemed to have seen the sight of Jindailan wailing on the court.
"Creak." However, the moment the ball and tennis ball came into contact, there was an unbearable distance, the racket was released, and the tennis ball hit Akutsu's abdomen.
"Huh." Akutsu lost his balance and fell to the ground.
He looked at the tennis ball rolling out of the court in disbelief, and the stinging pain in his abdomen inspired him to go crazy.
"You are seeking death!" Akutsu stood up holding his abdomen, picked up the racket, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Death? You will only use your appearance to cover up your weakness. Today I will tear off your disguise and serve." Jindai Lan's original gentle expression has disappeared, replaced by Senhan's coldness.
Such a drastic change in temperament made Akutsu instinctively feel bad emotions.
It's just that compared to fear, inner self-esteem is stronger.
"Go to hell!" He hit the ball suddenly.
Kamidaoran stood there and swung his racket seemingly casually.
This time, the ball flew toward Akutsu lightly.
The speed was much faster than before, just like a normal counterattack, but with the lessons learned from the past, Akutsu did not dare to be careless.
"Creak." Sure enough, the moment the racket touched the ball, his wrist was paralyzed.
The tennis racket flew out, and the tennis ball brushed against Akutsu's face as if it had lost the pull of gravity.
"Tick tock." The liquid slid down from his head, and Akujin suddenly realized that a scar had appeared on his right face, with blood seeping out of it.
"Pick up your racket." Jindailan's calm voice sounded. Akutsu looked up and saw Jindailan with an expressionless face and terrifyingly calm eyes.
........
Echizen Ryoma, who had just finished training for the day, was walking on the street.
Just now, he and Taocheng separated.
Originally, the two decided to go have a burger together, but Momoro received a call from home and separated from Echizen first.
During these days, Echizen Ryoma has integrated into Seigaku and has become a group favorite.
He is quite satisfied with Qingxue's life. The seniors are very friendly and he can learn a lot.
I thought that after winning the National Elementary School League, I could kill indiscriminately when I returned to Neon, but I didn't expect that there were many powerful opponents.
This gave Ryoma a stronger desire to win.
I want to conquer the Neon Junior High School and let everyone see my strength.
Now he is looking forward to the actual battle.
"The regional competition is about to start. I hope there will be some interesting guys." He lowered his hat and muttered to himself.
"Bang, bang."
Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of hitting in my ears, mixed with painful moans.
"It looks like it's fun, are you competing?" Ryoma Echizen carried a tennis bag and walked towards the place where the sound came from.
If the other party is more interesting, he doesn't mind having a game with the other party.
However, there are very few good guys on this street tennis court, they are basically amateurs.
Echizen Ryoma quickly arrived at the street tennis court and saw the entire tennis court.
There were scattered crowds standing around, and in the middle of the field, a handsome man wearing white clothes was holding a tennis racket. In the other half of the field, a vicious man with white hair was half-kneeling on the ground, with blood dripping from his face. .
The rather bloody scene left Echizen Ryoma momentarily at a loss.
Born into the favor of thousands of people, he never thought that he could bleed just by playing tennis.
"It's terrible. That Akutsu was beaten like this."
"He is a well-known gangster of this generation. He is very strong in any sport. He especially likes to hurt others. I didn't expect that he would overturn this time."
"His opponent is so scary. What kind of skill is that? Akutsu can't catch it at all."
"It's 3-0 now, Akutsu is about to lose."
From the words of bystanders, Echizen Ryoma captured some basic information.
"Is this some kind of amateur competition?" Ryoma Echizen became interested.
I still bleed while playing tennis. I guess my posture was wrong and caused me to fall.
However, the reaction of these viewers seems to indicate that these two people are of good quality.
Echizen Ryoma decided to stay at the tennis court and watch the match for a while.
The right to serve now comes to Jindai Blue.
The two started fighting again.
Kamidairo's serve is as soft as the hitting of an eighty-year-old man.
"So weak." Echizen Ryoma couldn't help but shake his head, turned around and prepared to leave.
At the moment he turned around, the racket was released and the sound of exclamation from the sidelines sounded at the same time.
Echizen Ryoma turned around, only to see Akutsu kneeling on the ground in pain.
He was suddenly confused.
Is there anyone who can't catch that grandma-style serve?
"What a weird serve."
"What kind of skill is this?"
The audience's reaction was even more bewildering.
"It seems he's not as weak as he thought."
Echizen Ryoma simply put down his tennis bag and began to observe carefully.
"Can you still stand?"
"Strength that does not match your willpower is really a waste." Jindailan threw up the tennis ball and slammed it down with his arm.
"Phew." The tennis ball seemed to have lost its gravity, turning into a flash of light and hitting the ground in front of Akutsu, and bounced into his abdomen.
"Pfft." Akutsu's eyes widened, his body was knocked one meter away by the tennis ball, and a trace of saliva spewed from his mouth.
"This... what kind of skill is this!" Ryoma Echizen's eyes were shocked as he watched the match, and he didn't even notice that the tennis bag in his hand fell to the ground.
