Net King: Nioh Phantom

Silence - dozens of pairs of eyes looked at the two people climbing up from the foot of the mountain at the same time.

Uncomfortable being stared at by so many people, Maori whispered to Niou——

"Xiaoniou, is this another training camp?"

Looking around, on the top of the broad mountain, dozens of teenagers wearing black coats - oh, no, they don't look like junior high school students, they should be high school students - are Holding rackets for tennis training.

Presumably, the tennis balls that fell before were accidentally swung down by them and then accidentally rolled down the cliff.

"Hey, trash, what are you doing standing there? Don't let me continue training!"

Before Niou could reply, a rough voice shouted not far away.

Hearing this scolding, the trainers in the black coat team did not dare to neglect, and immediately began to swing their rackets again and again.

Their rackets There is also a stone tied to the top, which adds a lot of difficulty to the swing.

People who swing the racket obviously have different levels.

Some can barely lift their arms after swinging a few times, and their movements have been deformed.

But there are also People are persevering.

Among them, the one who does the best and has the most standard swing movements is a young man with short black hair.

His height is definitely over 185cm, and he is very conspicuous in the crowd.

And this handsome young man himself is also He has a serious temperament with an aura of abstinence - which makes him even more noticeable to Niou at a glance.

Although his hair color is black, his eyes are close to purple.

He just stands there upright, with a posture Standard, he swings the racket very seriously.

The few strands of bangs scattered on his forehead are soaked with sweat, which shows that he has been practicing for a long time.……

"Hey, little Nioh! Bang!

Nioh suddenly woke up.

"Senior, why are you filming me?"

Maori patted Niou's shoulders with both hands, his expression natural and innocent.——

"You were too fascinated just now~ Senior just wants to wake you up!"

In the background of a group of teenagers wearing black training jackets who were practicing swinging, Nioh and Mori, two people wearing sportswear and standing lazily, stood out. Not to mention the two of them, One has silver hair, and the other has red curly hair, and the hair color is even more eye-catching.

So, of course, the man who just sent the message immediately noticed the two Niohs.

"Hey, boys, how did you get up here?"

A man with a black beard and a fierce look walked over with a gourd in his hand.

His aura was terrifying.——

"Phew, of course I climbed up~"

As soon as Nioh's mantra came out, the solemn atmosphere was instantly broken.

——"You climbed up."

After hearing Nioh's answer, Maori couldn't help but laugh.

The man who looked quite fierce - but was actually quite fierce - unconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, kiddos, this is not where you should be!"

The visitor opened the gourd he brought with him, took a swig, and continued.

"Go back quickly!"

"Hey, this coach - you're the coach, right? We are here for training, really!"

Maoli watched helplessly as his younger generation opened his eyes and said lies seriously.

"We are qualified to train here!"

Niwang emphasized seriously.

"The other coaches know this!"

The white-haired boy tried to persuade the other party

"snort! train?"

He was also all in black, but he was dressed sloppily. He seemed to be the coach here. He snorted disdainfully.

"You are late! That group of garbage arrived yesterday!"

The man glanced at Nioh and Mouri, focused on Mouri's height of 185cm, and pointed at the high school students who were training to swing the racket and said

".Ahem, coach, please be accommodating~ My partner was sick yesterday! So we just arrived today!"

Nioh continued to make up lies seriously.

Maori was dumbfounded - what is little Nioh doing?

Regardless of his senior's questions, Nioh looked at the coach with a sincere expression of pleading.

"snort! Another excuse for the loser!"

Coach Blackbeard immediately mocked

"Have you seen that group of people? They are all rubbish! alright! You guys take a ten minute break first!"

As he spoke, he shouted to the group of black coats

"Ten minutes later, the court showdown! The next two of you fight them all! Seven-goal showdown!"

After saying that, he looked at Nioh and Mori coldly (the good king).——

"If you defeat them, you can stay. If you lose, just leave!"

After taking another swig from the gourd, the wild coach turned around and left.

"Xiao, Xiao Niou, what does this mean?"

Maoli was already sluggish.

Wasn't it agreed that we would go on a mountain climbing expedition?

Oh, it turned into a rock climbing expedition - and now it's turned into a tennis match?

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PS, fortunately, I still had half a chapter saved yesterday...

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