Chapter Twenty-Eight: Raise Your Head....
"yes, so what?" Akutsu smirked and swung his racket and pumped the ball towards Kamiyo Blue again.
This time, he targeted the face.
Attacking the opponent's body is his usual move.
In his opinion, these guys who don't have motor nerves can't even do basic dodgeball.
Such a weak person might as well be abolished.
Kamidai Lan has been pressing himself from the beginning to the present, and the arrogance he shows continues to sting Akutsu's self-esteem.
He couldn't wait to destroy Kamidailan.
"Oh~~" Unexpectedly, Akutsu didn't see any frightened expression on Kamidai Blue's face.
Instead, I saw a hint of banter.
"So you want to play violent tennis with me, really....... Interesting. In his eyes, the originally gentle Shendai Lan seemed to suddenly have a strange aura.
"Click." With the footsteps, the breeze blows.
It was originally a warm weather, but Akutsu's body shivered unconsciously.
He was stunned to find that his arm had goosebumps.
Is this fear?
Am I afraid of this man?
A humiliating thought arose in Akutsu's heart.
Then he grabbed the tennis ball, his eyes widened, and he was full of ferocity.
"Look up, wabisuke."
With a preamble, Akutsu saw an extremely slow tennis ball flying towards him.
This kind of weak tennis can be fought back at will even if it is a national elementary school.
For some reason, Akutsu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said with a cruel smile: "Hahaha, what did I think it was?" Are you scared? ”
Take a step forward confidently and swing the racket sharply.
He seemed to have seen Kamidai Blue fall on the pitch wailing.
"Crunch." However, the moment the ball and the tennis ball came into contact, an unbearable distance came, the racket came out of his hand, and the tennis ball smashed into Akutsu's abdomen.
"Whew." Akutsu's body lost its balance and fell to the ground.
He looked incredulously at the tennis ball rolling off the court, and the tingling pain coming from his abdomen fueled his madness.
"You, looking for death!" Akutsu stood up with his abdomen covered and picked up his racket, his eyes bloodshot.
"Dead? You will only use your appearance to cover up your weakness. Today I'm going to tear off your disguise and serve. Shen Dailan's original gentle expression was gone, replaced by the coldness of Mori Han.
Such a drastic change in temperament made Akutsu instinctively give birth to bad emotions.
It's just that the inner self-esteem is stronger than the fear.
"Die!" He jerked the ball out.
Kamidai Lan stood in place, seemingly casually waving his racket.
This time, the ball flew lightly towards Akutsu.
The speed is much faster than before, just like an ordinary counterattack, but with the experience of the past, Akutsu does not dare to be careless.
"Crunch." Sure enough, the moment the racket touched the ball, his wrist was paralyzed.
The tennis racket flew out, and the tennis ball grazed Akutsu's face as if it had lost gravity.
"Tick." The liquid slid down his head, and Akutsu suddenly realized that a scar had appeared on the right side of his face, and blood oozed from it.
"Pick up your racket." Kamidairan's calm voice sounded, and Akutsu looked up to see Kamidai Lan with an expressionless face and eyes that were so calm that they were terrifying.
........
Echizen Ryoma, who had just finished a day of training, was walking down the street.
Just now, he and Momojo separated.
Originally, the two decided to go to eat a hamburger together, but Momojo temporarily received a call from home, so they separated from Echizen first.
In these days, Echizen Ryoma has been integrated into Qingxue and has become a group pet.
He is quite satisfied with the life of Qingxue, the seniors are very friendly, and he can learn a lot of things.
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 powerful opponents abounded.
This made Ryoma have a stronger desire to win in his heart.
You want to conquer the Neon Realm and let everyone see your strength.
Now he is extremely looking forward to the arrival of the actual battle.
"The regional competition is almost underway, so hopefully there will be a few interesting guys." He lowered his hat and muttered to himself.
"Bang, bang."
Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of beating, mixed with painful groans.
"It seems like it's fun, is it a game?" Echizen Ryoma walked towards the place where the sound came from with a tennis bag on his back.
If the other party is more interesting, he doesn't mind having a game with the other party.
However, there are very few guys with good strength on this kind of street tennis court, and they are basically amateurs.
Echizen Ryoma soon arrived at the street tennis court and saw the tennis court in its entirety.
There were scattered crowds of people standing around, and in the middle of the court, a handsome man dressed in white held a tennis racket, and in the other half, a vicious man with white hair was half-kneeling on the ground, blood constantly dripping from his face.
The rather bloody scene made Echizen Ryoma momentarily dazed.
Born in thousands of favors, he never thought that he could bleed even if he played tennis.
"It's terrible, that Akutsu was beaten like this."
"He is a famous gangster of this generation, no matter what kind of sports he is very strong, and he especially likes to hurt others, but I didn't expect him to overturn this time."
"His opponent is terrifying, what kind of ball is that? Akuzu couldn't catch it at all. ”
"It's 3-0 now, and Akutsu is about to lose."
From the words of the onlookers, Echizen Ryoma captured some basic information.
"Is it some kind of amateur competition?" Echizen Ryoma came interested.
I was bleeding from tennis, so I guess I fell down because of my wrong posture.
However, the reactions of these viewers seem to be able to see that the level of these two people is good.
Echizen Ryoma decided to stay on the tennis court and watch the game for a while.
Now the serve is on the side of Kamidai Blue.
The two fought again.
Kamidai Blue's serve is soft, like the blow of an octogenarian.
"It's so weak." Echizen Ryoma couldn't help but shake his head and turned around to leave.
At the moment of turning, the sound of the racket taking off and the exclamation on the sidelines sounded at the same time.
Echizen Ryoma turned around, only to see Akutsu kneeling on the ground in pain.
He was a little confused.
Is there anyone who can't catch that granny serve?
"What a weird serve."
"What kind of skill is this?"
The audience's reaction was even more bewildering.
"It doesn't seem to be as weak as you think."
Echizen Ryoma simply put down his tennis bag and watched carefully.
"Can you still stand?"
"It's a waste of strength that doesn't match willpower." Kamidai Lan tossed the tennis ball and buckled his arm hard.
"Huh." The tennis ball seemed to lose its gravity and turned into a flash of light that hit the ground in front of Akutsu and catapulted into his abdomen.
"Poof." Akutsu's eyes widened, his body was knocked a meter away by the tennis ball, and a trace of saliva erupted from his mouth.
"This ...... What kind of ball skill is this! Echizen Ryoma's eyes shook as he watched the game, and he didn't even notice that the tennis bag in his hand fell to the ground.