The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 229 Entering a New Stage
On the field, Bu Er, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes.

In the arena, above the dome, gusts of howling winds blow towards the arena.

"Huh? This is..."

There was a bad feeling in Camus' heart.

"Hmm~~ The wind is very noisy today!"

Bu Er's broken chestnut hair swayed in the wind, and his icy blue eyes seemed to have regained their former glory.

"Oh? There is such a thing?"

Camus shook his head helplessly, really, did he break through on the spot?

Another Dimension—Wind Walker!
The blue clothes and the long robe behind him danced without wind, and the face that was originally shrouded in mist was extremely clear at this moment.

It turned out to be Bu Er's handsome face!
The slightly fair fingers under the robe pointed forward, and the wind surged in an instant.

boom!
A ball blasted out, and the tennis ball turned into a blue dragon roaring towards the opposite side.

From the perspective of the audience outside the court, Bu Er's violent and disciplined flat serve instantly ignited their adrenaline.

Before the ball arrives, the wind arrives first.

The blond hair on Camus' forehead was shaken by the roar of the "green dragon".

Camus's heart sank, and Fuji broke free from his influence!
Camus bent his knees sideways, put his left hand on the end of the handle of the racket, and greeted him with both hands.

boom!
In an instant, a huge impact penetrated the racket and slammed heavily behind Camus.

"Go back to me!"

In Camus's hand, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he pushed the racket forward with all his strength.

· Bu Er jumped up, the green dragon collapsed, and the green lion roared.

The cyan lion galloping down from the air instantly knocked Camus' body into the air.

The off-white interdimensional space dissipated and returned to the clay field.

"Game, Neons, 15:15."

The referee glanced at Bu Er in amazement, and reported the score tremblingly.

How could this skinny boy hit such a powerful shot!
What kind of power is hidden in his body!
"call!"

Buer straightened his back and let out a breath of foul air.

Twisting my body left and right, it feels so good to have this power back.

"Isn't it strange why your ability doesn't work for me!"

Fuji met Camus' eyes head-on, and couldn't help but smile.

Camus didn't speak, but just looked at Fuji a few more times, as if he wanted to engrave Fuji's face deeply in his mind.

"that is because!"

"I'm an unrestrained, free wind!"

"If I turn into the wind, nothing can trap me!"

Fuji smiled softly, but the weight of the words shocked Camus.

boom!
"Game, Neons, 4:5."

After getting rid of Camus's "Glory of Love", Bu Er also returned to the previous level, even better than before.

"In that case, let me see, you and I, which one is stronger and which one is weaker!"

Camus' eyes shone brightly, and the peach heart behind him swelled more and more.

boom!
A huge rose tornado appeared in Fuji's eyes.

The roses are blooming again!

There was a detonation in the air!

Byodoin, Irie, Oni and others all had their faces condensed slightly, it's about to start!

A real confrontation between different dimensions!

The aura of the ball played by Camus was completely different from before.

It is a ball skill belonging to another dimension!

Bu Er's face remained unchanged, and the wind walker who looked exactly like him behind him raised his arms forward again.

A powerful momentum swept from Fuji's body to the surroundings!

The air waves visible to the naked eye surged, and even the air was squeezed to make a burst of sound.

In the next second, Buer held his left hand empty, and a dazzling golden light shone in his hand.

In the golden light, there are still some cyan brilliance shining.

Gemini - light!

On the sidelines, the expressions of Johnson and Duke instantly became serious.

The power of this ball! ! !

boom!
boom!
Accompanied by two violent explosions, the audience in the front row could even feel the red soil splashing on their bodies.

Even in broad daylight, the golden light cannot conceal its brilliance.

The heavy pressure on the sidelines of the French players and the players of the Neon team felt a little out of breath.

"This... what is this?"

Yukimura said in shock, is Fuji still hiding such tricks?

The high school students didn't have time to answer Yukimura at the moment, they all stared at Camus who was shrouded in golden light.

"This time... it's really terrible!!"

Camus' eyes kept shrinking, his pupils trembled, feeling the oncoming tremor.

If it is an ordinary person, just facing such a terrifying momentum will lose the will to fight.

This is another effect of light hitting the ball, mental oppression!

"But! I can't back down here either!"

Camus held the racket tightly, gritted his teeth, and pushed his aura to the peak!
The surrounding sea of ​​roses boiled instantly.

Almost at the moment when Camus made a decision, the tennis ball bounced and rushed in front of him.

"Drink!"

Camus yelled, dispelling the timidity in his heart!

boom!
A huge explosion resounded through the audience!
The air wave surged and swept around like a hurricane, and thick smoke and dust filled Camus' stadium.

If it weren't for the fact that the venue for the competition was reinforced, most of the entire venue would definitely be scrapped.

Chi Chi Chi!
Camus was constantly forced back, and his feet rubbed against the ground violently, causing a burst of sparks.

"Go back to me!"

Camus pushed forward with both hands, pushing the ball with a roar.

However, before he had time to catch his breath, there was another flash of golden light, and the strong wind blowing away the smoke and dust along the way.

boom!
boom!
The game has entered the most intense and exciting stage!

Seeing that Camus's field was enveloped in billowing smoke, the French camp fell into dead silence.

Quiet!

It's so quiet that you can even hear everyone's breathing!

"Camus...is he all right!"

After a long silence, someone spoke.

"Should...be able to hold on..."

"I hope so!"

Someone spoke to break the calm, and the rest of the people also spoke one after another.

Johnson's complexion kept changing, and finally he let out a long sigh.

"Another dimension~~!"

boom!
"This set is won by the Neon team, with a score of 7:5."

In the end, this set was reversed and won by Fuji.

"Huh...huh..."

Camus stood holding the racket, his shoulders shrugging non-stop.

Camus today is still a long way from him two years later.

This year's French team, although it is still ranked No.2 in points, but in terms of real combat standing, I am afraid it can only be ranked third.

This is also because Spain's Medaleno was attacked and was seriously injured and unable to participate in the World Cup Open.

"You look really embarrassed!"

Bu Er said lightly.

On Camus's body, France's uniform was full of gaps, his body was covered with dust, and the golden hair on his forehead was soaked in sweat so that it was tightly attached to his forehead.

No longer elegant!
Camus looked at himself, then at Fuji, and smiled helplessly.

"You don't seem to be much better than me, do you?"

Buer was taken aback after hearing this, and looked down.

It turned out that before he knew it, gaps were cut in his body by Camus' energy hidden under the rose petals.

The clothes on his body were also soaked in sweat.

After two sets of matches, the physical strength of both sides has dropped a lot.

"The one who wins in the end will definitely be me!"

He threw the ground with sound, and he firmly believed in his heart that he would definitely win.

"This sentence, I should say it!"

Although he had just experienced a defeat, Camus was not affected at all, and even the fighting spirit in his heart became even higher!
After a 3-minute break, the two set foot on the court again!
"The unicorn binds the ground!"

boom!
"Game, Neons, 2:1."

……

"Hua Lan!"

boom!
"Game, Neons, 4:2."

……

"Double Dragon Playing Pearl!"

boom!
"This set is won by the Neon team, with a score of 6:3."

“霓虹队VS法兰西队单打二的比赛，由霓虹队以6：7，7：5，6：3的战绩获得胜利！”

Camus bent over and panted, pressing the racket with his right hand and hitting the ground, supporting his body.

In the last few rounds, he was already overloaded, and his body had already sent him a signal of exhaustion.

Sweat dripped from his face to the ground.

pat!

pat!

Camus' expression was also in a trance at the moment.

"I lost~~ I still lost~~!"

Mouth a little bit bitterly.

But Camus is Camus after all, although he couldn't accept it in his heart, he quickly recovered his face.

After all, in front of so many audiences, he couldn't lose face to the French.

"Next time! I will definitely win back!"

Camus came to the net and held out his hand to Fuji.

Hearing this, Buer also smiled slightly.

"This game, thank you for your advice!"

　It is very sad to see the bosses say that I am short.When I rest tomorrow, I will definitely add more updates to the big guys.The humble factory dog ​​still goes to work today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)