“Tsk, tsk, tsk…” Niou looked at Kirihara, who was lying on the ground panting and sweating profusely, “I told you that the game should be played slowly and at a rhythm. Why are you in such a hurry…”
“…” Niou’s attitude made Kirihara even angrier!
Kirihara was so angry and tired that he couldn't speak. He could only stare at Nioh fiercely, "I... I..." and struggled to stand up.
Nioh applauded Kirihara in his heart. Even though he was so angry, he was still so strong. It was rare!
In fact, he still wanted to applaud in front of Kirihara, but he was afraid that Kirihara would get even angrier after that, so he decided to applaud in his heart!
Niou sighed, as expected, now that he has been promoted to the second grade, he has the demeanor of a senior!
Niou's expression was clearly seen by Kirihara who was staring at him. Why is this senior like this?
"Ahh..." Too angry, Kirihara had never been so insulted in his life, and Niou's nonchalant attitude...
"I will dye you red completely!" His eyes turned red, veins on his arms bulged, and the white and tender Kirihara instantly turned into a Saiyan, and the tennis ball flew towards Nioh's arm at a high speed...
Niou's pupils shrank, and he quickly backed away. However, he still couldn't avoid it.
Before he could react, the tennis ball grazed Niou's arm, leaving a bloody mark.
Nioh: "..." Tsk!
Hitting the arm with tennis is considered violent tennis.
Beat up your senior in violent tennis?! Haikai, you have great ideals, don’t you?
In this case——
Niou said expressionlessly: "Little Kelp, it seems that the seniors didn't teach you how to be a good junior before!"
He concentrated in an instant, a white light flashed by, and he integrated the Kyudo skills he had learned for a year into tennis. The speed, accuracy, the feeling of oppression of being targeted by an arrow... The moment Nioh raised his hand, all of this broke free and burst into Kirihara's territory.
Kirihara, who was in the Red Eyes phase, should not be afraid of anything in the outside world. However, when Nioh raised his hand, Kirihara broke out in a cold sweat, as if he was being stared at by a carnivore. His intuition of the food chain made him sober...
An arrow with yellow light pierced through Kirihara's 'body'...
Kirihara: "...!"
Shit, how come it's so fast? How does it feel to be shot through the heart? Should it hurt?
Kirihara didn't know.
Kirihara looked at the tennis ball that was stuck in the ground like an arrow and swallowed hard.
Everything that just happened seemed like an illusion. Where did this arrow, no, this ball, come from?
It seemed like it was facing him, but also like it wasn't facing him?
The silly boy Kirihara's expression pleased Niou.
But...it’s not enough!
What I said was a lesson. How can a ball be considered a lesson?
Arrow after arrow...flying towards him from the opposite side continuously!
Kirihara was sweating profusely: “…” What should I do?
No matter how you swing the racket, the sharp and slender arrow will fly through the holes in the racket and you can't hit it at all!
By the time Kirihara reacted, he had once again been knocked to the ground by Nioh!
…
He raised his hand and put the racket on his shoulder handsomely, "Kai, this story tells you, don't try to transform into a Saiyan casually in front of your seniors..."
Niou made a throat-slitting gesture, "Otherwise, be careful... ah!"
Exit in style.
When his face touched the ground, the cold touch gradually made Kirihara's brain wake up, "...it hurts..." His whole body was in pain. His skin was still fair, but inside, he felt numb and pricked by needles, as if he had been squatting in the toilet for half an hour!
Kirihara: "Hiss... it hurts!"
Liu came over and asked, "How is it? Do you feel good about the consequences of provoking the King of Ren?"
Kirihara rubbed his arms and legs, looking up disdainfully: "Who are you?"
Liu: "...I am your next opponent!"
…
Niou walked up to Yukimura with his racket in hand, not caring at all about the stares he received from Yukimura and Sanada.
Yukimura was interested: "It seems that he has hidden a lot of tricks in the past six months!"
Niou smiled playfully, "How can it be called hidden? It's just that there weren't many competitions in the second half of the year, so I didn't have time to use it!"
After the national tournament in August, there were basically no tennis matches worth paying attention to in the middle school area. There were some in the high school area, but they couldn't participate!
According to Renwang's theory, if we don't seize the time in the next six months and make further progress in a sneaky way, when will we make progress?
and……
Niou looked at the two people beside him slyly, "You have the nerve to say that to me, don't you two? Sanada's - Fuuinzan has been completed! The power has at least doubled compared to last year... and Yukimura..."
Niou showed a meaningful smile and said no more. Everyone knows the truth, the best player in this tennis club will always be Yukimura!
Yukimura: "Hey, I was wondering who among you will challenge me this year?"
He said this with a sigh, sounding lost and disappointed.
Unfortunately, no one will buy Yukimura's "pretense". What a joke. After a year, everyone knows who you are! Don't act innocent in front of so many people here!
Who doesn’t know who?
Yukimura: ...Members, being too smart is not good. You are all so cunning. You won't be fooled by pretending to be pitiful?
As they were talking, Liu's game was almost over...
Seeing Kirihara being hit again, Nioh was amazed.
Then he suggested, "If it doesn't work, you can find that kelp..."
Niou started talking about the characteristics of Bala Kai, [his playing style is unique, he is fierce, powerful, and a malleable talent! ] and so on!
The character that he has shown now, which is resistant to falls and beatings, is perfect for being used as a 'punching bag' for Yukimura.
Sanada: "..."Is it really okay for you to treat your juniors like this?
Yukimura lowered his head and thought: "This is very suitable, but..."
Sanada: "..." You didn't even try to refuse?
Oh, the tennis club is terrible!
Sanada thought so, and Kirihara below also thought so.
Suddenly, Ren Wang said calmly, "15 minutes and 53 seconds~"
Liu's game is over.
…
Kirihara's mind went blank. Before the game started, Kirihara really didn't expect that there were so many top players in Rikkai University's tennis club... He had already defeated so many sophomores and juniors, but why?
Why did you suffer such a big setback here?
And, there is one last one——
Now, Kirihara was so tired that he could hardly stand up. However, looking at Yukimura who was standing there with his clothes on, he gritted his teeth and challenged, "There is one last one - continue..."
Yukimura was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Niou asked Yanagi with a sigh, "You beat him like that, and he still wants to challenge Yukimura?"
"Yeah, I was also very surprised!" Liu took out a notebook and recorded his thoughts on the game (Kirihara's data).
Yukimura walked over with a smile and gave Kirihara a love education!
Ren Wang stroked his chin, full of interest, "Such a tenacious seedling (hai) (zi)... is rare!"
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