The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 657 Achievement of Destroying the Five Senses

"Come on! Dead Face over there, can you attack a little more violently!"

Jonah, whose face was painted by Edgar, had a sudden change of temperament, as if he had changed into a different person.

boom!
Unbelievable strength erupted from his thin and small body, and the flat hit and kick between the raised hands caused a wave of air.

"Why did this guy's style of play suddenly change so much!"

Kirihara was very puzzled.

How did Jonall, who was originally submissive, change his character and style of play in an instant.

It even looks like the fifth dimension has changed.

"That paint on Edgar is a kind of hypnotism."

Bu Er said lightly.

"what?!"

"Hypnotism?!"

Everyone was surprised, there is such a thing?

"Yeah. Because of Jonard's complete trust and admiration for Edgar, Edgar's paint will take effect on Jonah, showing the effect of magic technology on Jonah."

Bu Er nodded.

"I see."

Everyone looked at Jonall and Edgar on the court with three-point surprise.

So this is the true face of France's doubles No. [-]!

It is eye-opening that Edgar's artistic tennis can also be applied to his teammates.

boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by the Neon team, the score is 2:1."

"Both sides change game!"

The game on the field became extremely intense and anxious, and Edgar's artistic tennis and Jonah's fierce style of play complemented each other perfectly.

However, the cooperation between Yukimura and Mori is not too bad.

Yukimura and Mori in the zero-sense state and sleeping posture completely blocked Jonall's collection of data, and the two of them are much more accessible to data tennis.

There is also a data tennis master in Lihai University.

"It looks like you have to work harder!"

Edgar added a few strokes to Jonall's face, and he has noticed that the opponent is gradually adapting to Jonall's style of play.

"Hmph! My doll can be painted in any color!"

Edgar snorted coldly.

There was a wicked smile on the corner of Jonah's mouth, and the crimson paint under his eyelids made him look extraordinarily pervasive.

Whoa!

The ball was thrown high into the air by Jonall, and then his thin body jumped into the air like a spring.

"This guy can jump so high!"

Jonall's action made many people look at Kintaro subconsciously. They have seen this kind of serving action on Kintaro.

boom!
With a condescending smash, Jonal, who turned into a black spot in mid-air, swung his racket heavily.

A long golden dragon shot down, and the sound of piercing through the air was exceptionally sharp.

boom!
Mao Li, who was still asleep, suddenly moved, and the powerful topspin lob instantly changed the curve of the ball.

Although Jonall's ball was full of impact, Mao Li was the best in the high school in the Neon U-17 training camp.

After completely abandoning the laziness of the past, Mao Li realizes his talent at a rapid speed.

Whoosh!
Edgar's figure appeared in midair, his body full of explosive power.

Non-mainstream hair color is particularly conspicuous in the air.

boom!
Edgar buckled heavily, and in an instant a mad bull swooped down from the air.

Yukimura's figure flashed quickly in the arena, like a brave warrior, he resisted the mad bull without hesitation.

boom!
With a flick of the hand, the sharp rotation pushed the tennis ball back and forth.

"It's so easy to hit back Edgar's smash?!"

Someone in the French team frowned, and the strength of this junior high school student in the Neon team was truly unfathomable.

It's unbelievable that such a slender arm can return Edgar's ferocious smash.

However, they always believed that the combination of Edgar and Jonall would be able to reverse the defeat.

boom!
boom!
"This game is scored by the French team, the score is 2:2."

boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by the Neon team, the score is 3:2."

boom!
boom!
"This game is scored by the French team, the score is 3:3."

As the referee's voice fell, the sixth game came to an end.

So far neither side has been able to win the other side's serve, and the game seemed to be deadlocked.

"Every time the opponent changes their paint, they can change their style of play! Doesn't this mean that Yukimura and Mori have been fighting different players all the time!"

Whenever Yukimura and Mori gradually get used to Jonal's style of play, Edgar will change the new paint on Jonal's face.

Jonal, who is replaced with a new paint job, will change to another style of play, and he can switch freely among the many styles of play.

And this is precisely the talent that belongs to Jonall.

"It's really boring!"

There was a trace of coldness on Kirihara's face, he only had two words to comment on the French team's tennis.

That's the clown.

This weird style of play reminded him of a person, Hiroshi Wakato, the second son of Wannian from Kanagawa Prefecture, Chengcheng Shonan.

The opponent's so-called transformation tactics are exactly the same as Edgar's hypnotic painting.

From Kirihara's point of view, both the transformation technique and the hypnotic painting are nothing more than a clown's performance, and they will definitely be beaten to pieces in front of their two seniors from Lihai University.

"Aha~"

Jonal let out a strange cry, and his thin body suddenly appeared behind the tennis ball.

boom!
Raising his hand was a high curve with strong topspin, and the ball went straight towards the backcourt of Yukimura and Mori.

Tatata!
Yukimura quickly moved across the baseline, and as he reached the corner, he quickly switched his racket to his left hand.

boom!
Yukimura hit a head-on slam, but the tennis ball that had just bounced back disappeared at his feet in an instant.

"Two swords?"

Plance frowned. He didn't expect the junior high school student of the Neon team to have such skills.

boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by the Neon team, the score is 4:3."

boom!
boom!
"This game is scored by the French team, the score is 4:4."

"Damn it! They caught up with them again!"

Kirihara watched from the sidelines and stomped his feet, wishing he could go on stage and beat his opponent to pieces.

In his opinion, when the two seniors of Lihai University showed their great strength in this game, how could they be blocked by a mere pair of clowns from the French team.

"Be safe and don't be impatient, Chi Ye."

Nioh patted Kirihara on the shoulder, and Li Hai's big silver fox had a smile on his lips.

They Li Haida's god's son, Yukimura Seiichi, and Mori Kosaburo's senior are not in vain.

"It should be finished, Yukimura"

Nioh raised his head and glanced at the scorching sun in Melbourne, December was still full of enthusiasm.

On the field.

The ninth game started.

Whoa!

boom!
Yukimura's indifferent eyes scanned the front, and a spike shot with his hand raised a sharp electric glow.

When the sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground sounded, Edgar's vision suddenly went dark.

Edgar waved his arm subconsciously, but the bounced ball suddenly changed direction under the blessing of side spin.

Detoured his arm and slammed into the wall behind him.

Boom!
"Game, the Neon team scored, the score is 15:0."

"what happened!"

"Edgar made a mistake?!"

Everyone in the French team was shocked, Edgar will make a mistake?

how can that be!

Camus looked at Edgar's eyes, the out-of-focus pupils said everything.

Edgar had his vision robbed by that junior from the Neon team.

(End of this chapter)