The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 162 Phantom prototype
Bu Er looked at Masaharu Nioh in surprise, and he was not surprised that Liu Lian Er had national-level strength.

After all, it is not surprising that it is known as one of the three giants of Lihai University.

But Nioh, who should have started to rise in the second year of junior high school, has he grown to this extent now?
Is it because of the butterfly effect you bring?
Gan and Yamato returned to Fuji with a deep sense of powerlessness, and Huan Youmeng found that if it failed to work, they would not be able to contend with Liu Lian'er's strength at all.

Qian Zhenzhi realized for the first time that he was weak and did not have enough strength. Even if he had the opponent's data, he could not fight back.

"Actually, the person leading this match is not Liu Renji, but Nioh Masaharu!"

Buer squinted his eyes and said to Qianhe Yamato.

Qian and Dahe turned their attention to Buer one after another, saying that the authorities are confused but the bystanders are clear.

The two of them didn't find anything unusual about Niwang.

"The specific situation is somewhat difficult to explain, but generally speaking, Nioh Masaharu acted as the eyes of Yanagi Renji in the frontcourt, telling Liurenji the real trajectory of tennis in the backcourt, so that he can successfully fight back against Yamato-senpai's fantasy There is a dream."

Bu Er explained.

"There is such a thing!"

Yamato Yuda shook his head helplessly, it seemed that his final battle was about to end in defeat.

"We still have a chance, Yamato-senpai!"

Gan didn't give up his fighting spirit, he suddenly remembered the way Liu Renji and Nioh defeated them in the Kanto Contest.

After concluding with Yamato, the two stepped onto the court again.

Gan glanced at Masaharu Nioh in the frontcourt from the corner of his eye, and then threw the ball high.

"Flying waterfall leaks!"

boom!
The tennis ball turned into a column of water that soared into the sky, dissipating the heat in the venue.

"It's useless, Sadaharu!"

Liu Lianer chuckled, swung his backhand, and pressed the dry serve back to the baseline with a low-angle backspin.

A streak of light flashed across the dry thick glasses lenses, and with a backhand shot, the ball was swung out.

The pale yellow light beam exploded at Nioh's feet, and a playful smile appeared on Nioh's face.

The arm is held high and back for a short distance, and then rubbed forward.

The tennis ball was firmly absorbed on the racket surface and slid for a certain distance, after which Nio picked it up lightly.

The tennis ball skimmed the net and fell quickly, then slid forward and rolled to Yamato's feet.

"Pfft!"

King Ren chuckled and said, "Kongchan!"

"How is this possible! Could it be that Master Lihai knows how to beat cicadas?!"

Kikumaru said with a shocked face when he saw Nioh Masaharu actually used Liu Lienji's Kuchan in front of the net.

"Impossible, how can everyone know such a short ball!"

Kawamura also had an unbelievable expression on his face.

Fuji narrowed his eyes, looking at Nioh Masaharu with great interest.

This is!

phantom?

Or is it the prototype of the phantom?
Unexpectedly, because of the butterfly effect he brought, Nioh had already embarked on the road of a fraudster at this time.

Lihai big silver fox!

Nioh Masaharu!

On the field, in Ganhe Yamato's perception, Nioh seemed to be a different person all of a sudden.

To be precise, it seems to have become another Liu Lian'er.

Nioh's high-speed chopping ball has the same power as Liu Renji.

"Game, Lihai University High School, 30:0."

……

"Game, Lihai University High School, 5:1."

……

boom!
boom!
This is the last ball!

Qian's heart became a little dazed.

His friend's performance made him doubt his tennis.

boom!
"Oops!"

When a ball was swung, Gan Sadaharu felt bad, the quality of this ball was a bit low.

The tennis ball rubbed against the net, and the speed of the already slow ball became even slower, at least in Nioh's view.

"Pfft! This ball, I will accept it!"

Nioh laughed and sprinted to the Internet.

Empty cicada!

This exquisite short ball is so amazing no matter how many times you watch it.

"This game was won by the Liu Lianji High School Attached to Lihai University and Masaharu Nio's team, with a score of 6:1."

As the referee's verdict fell, the scene immediately burst into applause like a tsunami.

This is not only the applause dedicated to this game, but also the expectation for the next game.

The next match will be the most exciting duel!

"Fortunately, Yukimura!"

When Liu Renji and Nioh Masaharu returned to the Lihai University team, they immediately received applause from all the members of the Lihai University.

"Well! Leave the rest to me!"

Yukimura took off his coat, held the racket, and walked towards the entrance channel behind him with great fighting spirit.

Behind him, Sanada, Liulian and the others watched his back, silently cheering for Yukimura from the bottom of their hearts.

On the other side, Yamato Yuda and Gan Sadaharu also returned to Qingxue's team.

"Sorry, we lost again!"

Yamato Yuda said sadly that they still failed to win against this pair again.

"It doesn't matter, Budu will definitely win anyway!"

Kikumaru stepped forward to comfort him.

"Don't blame yourself too much. Liu Lianer and Nioh Masaharu's strengths are extraordinary, and losing to them is not a shameful thing."

Standing up, he said with a smile.

"It's all up to you, Buer!"

"Go and win this kind of victory!"

"Concentrate on it!"

"If you lose, I can't spare you!"

Buer squinted his eyes, nodded with a smile, glanced at the group of partners, and then sank into the stairs leading to the corridor with his racket in hand.

"Let's start the national competition finals!"

"A singles match between Youth Academy and the High School Attached to Lihai University!"

"Fujisuke from Youth Academy VS Yukimura Seiichi from Rikkai University High School!"

"Players from both sides please come on stage!"

With the sound resounding through the audience from the radio, the enthusiasm of the audience was instantly ignited.

Bang!
The smoke machines next to each other spewed out white smoke, and the figures of Fuji and Yukimura stepped onto the field through the smoke.

"Sure enough, in the end it will be up to you and me to decide the outcome!"

Although Yukimura's face was as gentle as water, the weight revealed in his words should not be underestimated.

"Just let me see your progress, Yukimura-san!"

Buer narrowed his icy blue eyes, and said with a faint smile.

"Heh! In this competition, I will be the winner! Yukimura Seichi!"

Yukimura's words suddenly became serious, and a frightening light reflected in his purple gemstone eyes.

"Really? You can't beat me! Yukimura!"

Fuji's eyes opened suddenly, and a dangerous breath passed over Yukimura's body.

The momentum of the two began to confront in front of the net, and the surrounding air instantly became sticky.

Even the sparks generated by the friction between the two people can be seen faintly.

"It's a terrible feeling, the aura of these two people is too amazing!"

"Of course! This is the battle of Tianwang Mountain in the Middle Kingdom, and the winner will be crowned king!"

"It's such a nervous feeling, I feel like my palms are starting to sweat!"

When the momentum of these two people began to confront each other, the audience even felt more nervous than playing in person.

But to say who is the most nervous, it must be the referee on the high chair.

Feeling the terrifying aura of these two people at the scene, the referee broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

He couldn't help swallowing, his movements broke the rigidity of the scene.

Yukimura took a deep look at Fuji, turned around and left gracefully.

Fuji shook his head with a smile, and turned to leave as well.

(End of this chapter)