King of the Net
23 King of the Unmovable Peak

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The impact of Qianshi's injury gradually faded, but looking at the two wins and two losses on the scoreboard, a strange atmosphere brewed.

On the side of Motionless Peak, although there were no shouts or cheers, the members of the team were inexplicably excited. They were filled with an air of determination, as if they had already won the competition.

On the other hand, Mountain Chui wasn't as depressed as Qian Shi's injury, nor was he as nervous as he was about to face a national-level opponent. Everyone's face was frighteningly calm, as if they did not care about the victory of this match.

"Oh? Is this the final battle?"

Suddenly, a questioning voice sounded. His voice was not loud, but it attracted everyone's attention. When he turned around, he saw a group of young men in gray and white coats slowly walking over.

The person in the lead had a handsome face. His bangs were parted left and right, and his clothes fluttered without any wind. The mole at the corner of his eye added a sense of nobility to his mysterious aura.

"Frost Monarch?"

Everyone's heart trembled. This was the overlord of last year's competition, but this year, because they underestimated the dark horse, Motionless Peak, they could only fight for the last spot in the Guandong competition in the playoffs.

However, no one would underestimate them. This Frost Monarch led by Atobe was a genuine national team.

However, not everyone was like this. A disdainful voice sounded,""Trash!"

Who else could be so arrogant and not afraid of the Frost Monarch, except for Yagutsu who was leaning against the barbed wire?

"What did you say?"

Among Frost Monarch, there was no lack of hot-tempered people. A red-haired youth with neat bangs questioned sternly and was about to step forward.

"Hyuga, retreat!"

Atobe spoke. The young man's expression turned cold and he stood at the back. Yagyujin sneered and said disdainfully,""What an obedient piece of trash!"

However, the other party didn't change his expression. He didn't seem to hear Yagujin's provocation. No one among Frost Monarch said anything. It was obvious that Atobe had great control over this team.

Only Atobe nodded and smiled."They can only laugh now, right, Birch Land?”

"Yes, sir!"

The tall youth beside Atobe nodded.

"Oh? Is that true?"

A gentle voice sounded in everyone's ears. It was like a spring breeze caressing one's face, making one not feel disgusted.

Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw a handsome black-haired young man wearing a green jacket stepping into the arena. He didn't show any fighting spirit, and his aura was calm, but no one dared to underestimate him.

At the same time, other than Shan Chui, everyone had a question in their minds.

"Who is this person?"

The tip of Qian Nib trembled, and his eyes flashed under the lens as he muttered to himself,""It's not Muromachi. Then who was this person? Was he the trump card of Snowstorm Mountain?”

"Hmm?"

Beside him, Inoue looked at the contestants with confusion. He seemed to have seen this person somewhere before. It wasn't at Shan Chui's tennis club, but somewhere else.

......

In the special medical room of the competition venue, he looked at the room that was decorated in white and filled with the faint smell of disinfectant. Qian Shi's eyes rolled as he pondered over a way to escape.

At this moment, the door was pushed open. Qian Shi quickly lay down and closed his eyes.

"Is it him? The contestant from Shan Chui?" A man's voice rang out. His voice was neither high nor low. It sounded like the voice of a young man.

"Yes." The nurse who had been taking care of Qianshi earlier said.

"I see." As the male voice spoke, he took two steps forward and came to Qianshi's head, muttering a few medical terms. She touched Qianshi's face with both hands, patted his legs, rolled his eyelids, and pinched his nose.

The nurse immediately asked nervously,"What's wrong?"

"Yes!" The man replied and paused before saying,"This player's wrist was injured by something. His muscles are almost dead. I don't think he can play tennis anymore.”

Hiss! On the bed, Qian Shi's heart skipped a beat.

"Ah?" The nurse cried out in shock and hurriedly said,"Is that so? The person who sent him here said that his thigh muscles were cramping!”

"Thigh muscles? Why do I feel like it's nerve damage in the brain? Otherwise, the injury on the hand would be reflected on the foot. Don't you think so, Qianshi?”The man's voice carried a hint of ridicule towards the end of his sentence.

Hearing this, Qian Shi, who was pretending to be dead, understood that his disguise had been seen through. He laughed and stood up awkwardly. He saw the man who had spoken earlier.

This person was about twenty years old. He had a head of messy light black hair, a delicate face, and a faint stubble between his nose and lips. The most eye-catching thing about him was his long and narrow eyes, which were flickering with light as if they could see through everything.

"And you are?"

The man with his hands in his pockets tidied his messy hair. He smiled elegantly and said,"I am Flying Bird White Feather."

"Flying bird? " I've never heard of it…" Qian Shi's lips twitched as he muttered softly.

"I forgot to tell you that from today onwards, I am a full-time doctor of Yamabuki High School's tennis club. You can call me Asuka, but of course, you can also call me Big Brother Asuka!”

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a row of snow-white teeth. But in Qian Shi's eyes, it was bone-chilling.

……

"The first match will begin now. Fudo Peak, Orange Orange, versus Yamakiko Nakagawa Shunichi.”

"Yuan Shunyi?"

Everyone's gaze fell on the handsome young man. Facing the national Orange, his expression did not change. It was unknown whether it was due to his confidence or the fearlessness of an ignorant person.

In front of the net, two youths of similar height stared at each other. They sized each other up and reached out their hands at the same time as if they had a tacit understanding.

"Tangerines!"

"Yuan Shunyi!"

"Kacha!"

Inoue quickly pressed the camera shutter and instantly took a photo of the two shaking hands. He had a strong premonition that the next match would be a fierce battle that would make people unable to look away.

......

"The match begins. Once Yamaguchi Gentoshi serves, the match ends!”

Genji stood at the bottom line, his gaze sweeping across Ju's entire body. Every movement of the other party was covered by his gaze. Suddenly, he threw the tennis ball in his hand and the racket in his left hand fell.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball flew past the net at an extremely fast speed. Before the people around could react, it had already hit the baseline.

"So fast!" Among Frost Monarch and the others, a tall, handsome young man with gray hair shouted. A look of disbelief flashed across his face. That serve just now was actually faster than his heavy cannon serve.

The eyes of the people from the Qing School also flashed. Qian even stopped recording the information.

Whoosh!

However, just as the ball was about to cross the baseline, a black shadow suddenly appeared.

"Bang!"

The racket hit the tennis ball so hard that after a few seconds, everyone's ears were still surrounded by the ear-splitting sound of the ball hitting.

"What powerful strength!"

Kawamura's eyes flashed, and a strong fighting spirit was hidden deep within. It was the reaction of someone who had met someone with the same strength as him.

Ta Ta Ta!

On the opposite side, Source changed his steps. Facing the terrifying return of the ball, his expression did not change. He suddenly pulled out the racket with his left hand.

"Bang!"

The ball and the racket collided. His arm trembled slightly and sank slightly. His left hand exerted strength and whipped out this powerful return ball.

Whoosh!

The black shadow jumped up from the net and the racket came down from above.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball exploded beside Genesis, leaving a deep mark.

“0-15!”

Stomp!

The young man landed steadily and looked over calmly. A strong wind blew past, blowing his black t-shirt, emitting a faint aura.

This was the king of Motionless Peak, the national expert who commanded the Black Army-Orange Squid!

!!!

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