"What? Isn't it professional? ”

"It's a little ghost."

As soon as he stood in front of the net, he heard the rude words of the man in front of him.

He looked at the dark-skinned player opposite him with displeasure on his face, and he only felt very unhappy.

Not to mention this kind of age-based remarks, the mere idea of only including Berti as a target makes it difficult for him, who is already arrogant, to accept.

"The other party seems to have a lot of opinions about Aomine-kun."

Kuroko looked at the stiff atmosphere in the field and said lightly.

"Hahaha, on the other hand, Xiao Qingfeng is not satisfied."

"If the opponent is too weak, he can't play to the fullest."

Huang Se is accustomed to this phenomenon, and at their level, if the opponent does not have some ability, it is not enough to make him fight to the end.

Often, the winner is usually decided halfway.

"If you underestimate people too much, you will suffer a big loss."

There was no honorific either, and he looked at the person in front of him and said coldly.

"Huh? Is it? ”

"Then let me see what you're capable of."

Putting the racket under his armpit and reaching out to scratch his head, Aomine yawned nonchalantly and turned around and left directly.

“！”

The act of directly conceding the right to serve is really infuriating.

"It's arrogant."

The unrestrained behavior was too casual, and Elmer felt a little unbearable to witness this scene.

"Who's that guy?"

"No matter what, you can watch a good show."

Compared to other people's calculations, Berti and Noah are very calm.

"Daiki Aomine."

I know the name of this man, but I haven't seen his ability to compete.

But neither of them would despise him.

Berti is the one who has seen the tape, and he knows that Neon has several extremely formidable players.

But what is the strength of the other players, he still needs to watch more, and there is also a doubles player here that he cares about.

(Through this match, I can also roughly understand the overall strength.) ）

Noah was very open-minded, he looked at Aomine, and from this game he could find out the general level of his teammates.

"You'll regret it!"

It was too late for Prunus to refuse such an insulting gesture, and he could only take the ball to the bottom line and sulk.

As a real "prince", he has the pride and dignity of his own, and will never allow the other party to trample on it so wantonly.

"Smack!"

"Whoosh!!"

The ball struck out, and it shuttled through the air at a speed far beyond ordinary speed.

"Bang!"

The ground bounced up, and Aomine beat it back with a blank face.

"Hmph."

Watching the ball fly to the corner, Plance got into a familiar rhythm, taking steps and then swinging his body and arms with his waist.

"Bang!"

The next moment the ball was more tricky and swift than before.

This is also the rhythm he is most familiar with, the way of playing with one hit.

"Bang!"

“15-0！”

"What a sharp shot."

As a rising star genius in France, his arrogance is not unreasonable.

That smooth and smooth movement shows its strength.

"Smack!"

“30-0！”

"The serve is strong!"

played a beautiful ace and made others understand his strength.

"Bang!"

“40-0！”

Faced with three serves, Aomine's movements did not overexert himself, as if he deliberately paused to observe.

But in the eyes of Prance, the other party is just an ordinary man who can't keep up with his movements.

He doesn't know how many such opponents he has dealt with.

"Sure enough, it's just a bluff"

"Bang!!"

“40-15！”

As soon as the serve was played, the result did not usher in the end of the score, but a sharp volley, and quickly hit the ball back.

The excessively fast swing and ball speed directly made him not come back to his senses.

“！”

Glancing at the marks of the ball landing, his eyes widened.

"That's?"

Even the others who were still clamoring before were stunned.

"What, it's so-so as a first-year student."

As if he was finally no longer humble, Aomine saw through the other party's bottom line and commented.

He has a good sense of balance and is able to drive his body to hit the ball strongly.

As a result, his foundation is not very bad, and even quite excellent.

It can be seen that I have not exercised in a harsh environment.

But for Aomine, it's a bit subtle.

The ball was hit by Plango again, and he carefully observed Aomine's movements, and began to act after sensing the direction of the opponent's shot.

"Bang!!"

"Hit back!!"

Elmer shouted as he watched Pplanston succeed in his comeback, as if it were a scene worthy of solidarity.

"Smack!"

But before Prance could react, there was already the sound of hitting the ball in his ears, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Aomine had run to the net and hit a volley at some point.

"Bang!"

“40-30！”

The referee's voice sounded, and the venue fell silent for a while.

"How did that guy get to the front?"

"Didn't he start out in the backfield?"

They couldn't observe how Aomine acted at all, and in their memories, Aomine was clearly in the back of the field at the last moment, but he was already in front of the net in the blink of an eye.

"He's running over."

For other people's doubts, Berti explained very calmly.

"Run?"

Hearing this, Elmer wondered if he had heard it wrong.

You must know that the interval between Aomine's counterattack and Prance's shot is about 1 second.

When you get to the net from the back, you have time to react.

Can you just run at a speed?

Questions come from within, but no one can answer them.

"You seem to be very good at playing on the left and right sides."

"The action on the serve is also very good."

"The balance of the body is also good."

As if seeing through something, Aomine stared at the prance and commented.

"It's a pity that you met me."

I thought he would say something good, but it turned out that this boastful summary at the end was really embarrassing.

"Tsk"

Vaguely feeling that something was wrong, Prance frowned and recalled the scene just now.

He failed to hit a one-shot scoring counter.

In other words, the opponent noticed his unusual physical sensation from the beginning and observed it.

And the picture that appeared in front of the net at that moment just now. It's really concerning.

"Bang!!"

"Smack!!"

“40-40！！”

"Bang!"

“advantage！ Aomine leads! ”

"Bang!!"

"This game is won by Diguang Qingfeng!"

"Score."

“0-1！”

In the next three goals, Prunus continued to probe, and then finally discovered the secret.

Speed

After seeing through the "trajectory" of the other party, Planus felt amazing for it.

The other party can achieve such extreme speed just by running, and swim in an attitude that ordinary people cannot fathom.

"But. I've seen through it. ”

With such confidence, Plance muttered in a low voice.

(End of chapter)