hotmtlnovel #205 - The battle for data
#205 - The battle for data
The court.
Sixth game, Kito Jiro serves.
Score 40:0!
The tennis ball carried a faint purple-black light.
As he spoke.
The purple-black tennis ball was like lightning, instantly crossing the net, carrying a terrifying aura, and heavily blasting towards Kintaro Toyama.
"Kintaro Toyama has no chance."
"He lost."
"Big Brother Oni's ball is so strong!"
"Tennis to end everything!"
The surrounding high school students couldn't help but talk about it when they saw this.
At the same time.
On the court.
"Uncle Oni! You are really strong!"
Kintaro Toyama gasped for breath, but his eyes were unusually excited as he looked at Kito Jiro.
Kintaro Toyama felt it!
This ball is very strong!
If he can't catch it, he will completely lose the game under this ball!
"But! Uncle Oni, look at mine!"
Saying that, Kintaro Toyama quickly jumped up, his whole person like a wild whirlwind!
"Super Invincible Absolutely Delicious Big Wheel Storm!"
"Uncle Oni, watch out! I am going to become the strongest tennis player, I don't want to lose to you like this!"
Accompanied by Kintaro Toyama's excited and happy roar, Kintaro Toyama carried the seamless light that had not yet dissipated!
Boom!
Kintaro Toyama gripped the racket with both hands, and at this moment, he hit it heavily, and a thunderous explosion sounded immediately!
Bang! The terrifyingly spinning tennis ball rushed out, stirring up a terrifying cyan smoke!
Like a violent whirlwind, it rushed towards the net!
"He hit it back!??"
Immediately, Irie Kanata was a little surprised.
"Not bad."
Shuji Tanegashima chuckled: "This little guy is a bit interesting!"
"Yeah." Hōō Byōdōin nodded.
This was enough to show that Kintaro Toyama's return shot was very beautiful.
The first team didn't expect that at this last moment, Kintaro Toyama chose this way to hit the tennis ball back.
On the court.
"Yeah! Not bad!"
A faint surprise appeared in Kito Jiro's eyes, but more of it was fighting spirit!
"Hehe!"
Hearing this, Kintaro Toyama smiled.
Subsequently.
Kito Jiro's pace was like a nimble cheetah, rushing out in an instant, and then everyone around him looked condensed, "This kind of aura?"
"What kind of aura is this?!"
"There is a kind of creepy feeling!"
For a time, the faces of the surrounding middle school students changed instantly.
At this moment.
From Kito Jiro's body, a purple-black aura quickly cut out diagonally, and a terrifying pressure appeared in an instant, just a little, it made people's scalps tingle!
In an instant!
Kito Jiro's racket had already swung towards the whirlwind-like tennis ball!
Bang! A huge roar sounded!
The tennis ball popped out like a cannonball, rushing towards the net with an unparalleled aura.
Finally.
In the situation that Kintaro Toyama did not react at all.
It rushed towards the wall behind Kintaro Toyama!
Boom!!
In an instant.
The scene was extremely quiet, as silent as death!
Especially the middle school students, at this moment they were a little sluggish looking at that wall!
The originally intact wall had been impacted by a huge force into a huge ball mark, with cracks and gravel all around, "What a terrifying power!"
All the middle school students swallowed their saliva, widened their eyes, and said in trembling voices.
For a time, all the middle school students had such an idea!
This is the first team! This is the first team!
At the same time.
On the court.
"You lost."
Kito Jiro glanced at Kintaro Toyama indifferently.
"Uncle Oni, you are really strong!"
Hearing this, Kintaro Toyama lost the game himself, but he was not discouraged, but excited and said:
"Uncle Oni, you wait, I will become stronger!"
"When the time comes, I will definitely defeat you!"
Kito Jiro said lightly: "You are still far behind, but I look forward to the arrival of that day!"
"It's a deal! Uncle Oni!"
Under the gaze of everyone.
Kito Jiro and Kintaro Toyama returned to their respective teams.
After the match between Kito Jiro and Kintaro Toyama ended.
Kurobe Yuki watched the court that had been destroyed and then changed the court.
Five minutes later.
The next challenge begins.
At this moment.
There were two people who stood up at the same time.
Renji Yanagi and Sadaharu Inui!
The moment they discovered that the other party had stood up, the two looked at each other.
"Professor, let me go first."
Sadaharu Inui looked at Renji Yanagi, adjusted his glasses and said.
"Doctor!"
Renji Yanagi looked at Sadaharu Inui, his brows furrowed slightly: "Let me go, maybe I can collect some data for you."
Sadaharu Inui looked indifferent, ignoring Renji Yanagi's reaction, and walked out directly.
In the first team.
Looking at Renji Yanagi and Sadaharu Inui, Seiichi Yukimura's eyes flickered.
"Senior Mitsuya, you need to play."
"It looks like 100% is coming to find me."
Akuto Mitsuya raised his eyes, and the light of data flickered in his eyes.
At this moment.
"Senior Mitsuya, is it okay?"
Sadaharu Inui stood in front of the first team and asked Akuto Mitsuya.
"Yes, the probability of you losing the game is 100%."
Akuto Mitsuya nodded and said.
One hundred percent!?
Hearing this, Sadaharu Inui's heart sank, and he looked deeply at Akuto Mitsuya who was walking towards him.
Sadaharu Inui just looked at Akuto Mitsuya and felt a deep pressure!
"Is this the professor's teacher? Maybe he is also the founder of data tennis!"
As Akuto Mitsuya got closer and closer, Sadaharu Inui's eyes narrowed and he thought.
In the first team.
"He has already lost."
Seiichi Yukimura glanced at Sadaharu Inui indifferently and thought to himself.
The two had only been in contact for the first time, but Seiichi Yukimura could judge it.
Next.
On the court.
"The game starts, one game ends, Sadaharu Inui serves!"
Kurobe Yuki announced.
Baseline.
Sadaharu Inui's eyes were extremely solemn.
Da da da!
While looking at Akuto Mitsuya, he patted the tennis ball.
Subsequently.
Indole!
Sadaharu Inui's arm was raised, and the tennis ball rushed out of his fingertips. At the moment when the tennis ball reached the highest point in the high altitude, he jumped up!
Bang! A crisp hitting sound rang out immediately.
The tennis ball rushed to the opponent's court like a shooting star, "Oh?"
"High-speed serve?"
On the opposite side, at the moment of seeing the tennis ball, a smile appeared in the eyes under the mirror of Akuto Mitsuya:
"High-speed serve, but it's not enough at all."
"Is it?"
Hearing this, Sadaharu Inui pushed his glasses: "But, it's not a high-speed serve, but an evolved version of the high-speed serve. The probability of you making a mistake with this ball is 90%!"
This is Sadaharu Inui's Waterfall Fall!
This is not as simple as a high-speed serve!
"Oh?"
Akuto Mitsuya on the opposite side showed a smile.