The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Echizen Ryoma’s gaze fixed on the ball on the field and said unhurriedly.

“No matter where you hit the ball, the ball will land in the same position.”

Momojo added, “Yes, yes, it’s like a ball from a machine.” ”

“What! Is this really the case? Satoshi Horio was reminded and immediately looked at the court.

Sure enough, no matter which position you return from, Shintaro Midorima’s return ball will have the same landing point.

Suddenly, Satoshi Horio showed an expression of disbelief.

“This is… Are you sure!? ”

Echizen Ryoma pressed the brim of his hat, commenting.

“Such accurate ball control, no matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like a tennis beginner.”

Takeshi Momogi nodded heavily.

“That’s right, it seems that Diguang will be our strong enemy.”

Bang!

A ball skimmed low in the air, and Kamio ran to the landing point without hesitation.

His eyes caught a glimpse of the scratches on the ground, and he suddenly felt that something was strange.

Are the balls all in the same position?

It can’t be, it should be just a coincidence!

However, this clear trace is simply unbiased….

Kamio Akira quickened his pace, his steps getting more and more hurried.

Bang!

Tachibana suddenly realized something, and said to his brother Tachibana Yoshihira through the iron net.

“Brother, the rhythm of Kamio…”

Without waiting for Tachibana to finish, Tachibana Yoshihira interrupted her.

“Kamio is starting to lose his breath.”

Ishida said faintly.

“Although Kamio is in good shape, I have to say that this second game will inevitably take too long.”

“And most importantly, Kamio, who is so fast-paced, didn’t get a single point at all.”

Hearing what Ishida said, everyone else had a sense of foreboding.

Ibu Shinji sighed in a low voice.

“There is no doubt that Kamio is consuming his physical strength in vain.”

Masa Sakurai couldn’t help but add.

“Didn’t you find out?”

“The more Kamio tries to attack online, the more he will be blocked by the opponent’s baseline ball.”

“It’s a constant switchback…”

Shintaro Midorima was expressionless, like a machine, constantly aiming at a clickball.

Bang!

Bang!

Boom!

Kamio Akira also realized that his physical strength was being exerted too quickly and began to consciously slow down.

However, just as he began to adjust, Shintaro Midorima suddenly went up to the net.

It’s so fast that it’s almost in the blink of an eye.

In just over two seconds of the ball, Shintaro Midorima occupied the attacking position in front of the net.

A strong sense of oppression rushed to his face, and Kamio Akira couldn’t help but speed up his steps again.

“Keep up with the beat!”

Treading….

Tachibana clenched his fists slightly, forcibly controlling his potential temper.

“Stupid God Tail, how can you mess with yourself at this time.”

Shintaro Midorima spotted the incoming ball and slammed it at the back half.

Bang bang!

The ball crossed low in the air, and the opposite Kamio Akira rushed up with an arrow.

“Good! I have to do this goal…”

“What!”

Without waiting for him to swing the racket, the ball skimmed past his feet.

Bang!

The ball bounced off the ground, kicking up dust on the ground and falling out of the line.

“15—0.”

The referee held back for a long time, and finally was able to speak.

Shintaro Midorima pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and spoke.

“Your rhythm is under my control.”

Kamio Ming’s pupils shrank slightly, his face was a little stunned, and he raised his eyes to look at the person on the other side.

“Control my rhythm, you don’t think!”

Seijuro Akaji looked at Shintaro Midorima on the field, very clear about the direction of the game after that.

His “Eye of the Heavenly Emperor” can predict the future, all based on his powerful predictive power.

Midorima’s ability isn’t just mechanical to fight back.

It can be said that in the “Age of Miracles”, in addition to him Akaji, Midorima’s super analytical power is also amazing.

“Diguang score, 1-1.”

“Hoo-hoo-hoo…”

Kamio’s breathing rhythm became rapid, and his feet seemed to be filled with lead.

Haitang “hissed” and said in a deep voice.

“That person in Fudongfeng, there is no possibility of winning.”

In competition, endurance is a necessity.

No matter how perfect the ball is, if there is no physical strength to support, it is all for nothing.

It was because he understood the weakness of his opponent that Akaji asked Midorima to fight a tug-of-war.

The corners of Seijuro Akaji’s mouth raised slightly.

“This game will end in ‘1-6’.”

Hearing this, Tachibana Ji’s face darkened slightly.

Turning to look at Kamio Akira, he was already vulnerable.

1—3.

……

1—4.

……

1—5

Shintaro Midorima pushed his glasses, his thin lips lightly pursed.

“The last goal, I’ve done my best.”

Shout!

The ball was like a whirlwind, quickly swept across the pitch and reached near the baseline.

The dust raised by the cyclone scattered, and the pillar of light disappeared instantly.

Kamio Akira was lying on the ground, seeing that the ball was about to land, but he did not have the strength to stand up.

However, unwillingly.

Sweat dripping.

He let out a cry, “Abominable… I’m going to call back! ”

Ishida and the others were very moved, and at the same time they couldn’t bear it.

“Kamio…”

The ball landed steadily, leaving a black scratch on the ground.

In the end, it fell in the same place.