Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 167 Confrontation in different dimensions

Oni Jujiro hadn't felt this kind of feeling that made him gasp for a long time.

Since he entered the Neon U-17, he has never encountered such an opponent even in the world before.

He had never experienced this kind of intense and high-intensity competition except when he played against Byodoin.

Moreover, compared with the previous Byodoin Phoenix, this French professional general, Ronald, has a stronger sense of oppression against him.

It seems that it is impossible not to work hard...

Thinking of this, Oni Jujiro completely let go of the restraint on himself, and a terrifying purple-black breath rose from his body instantly.

Two looming blood-red light spots appeared from time to time in the purple-black light.

"This is……"

Ronald on the opposite side of the court immediately noticed Oni Jujiro's strangeness, but he was not afraid, but a little excited.

The vague sense of danger coming from the opponent's body actually made his fighting spirit rise again.

"You can actually do this. It's a pity that you are only in the first grade and you are still too young."

Oni Jujiro Asura Shinto's aura was no longer concealed, and everyone around the stadium seemed to see a terrifying figure standing at the gate of hell.

Boom!

The powerful mental oppression could not stop the crazy spread.

Including the Neon team and the French team, some people whose mental strength was not strong enough or who were not strong enough were startled by Oni Jujiro's aura.

"In that case, let this game end here!"

Ronaldo held the tennis ball tightly with his left hand, threw it up hard, and then bent his knees and bent back sharply.

boom!
Under Oni Jujiro's surprised gaze, the ball bounced violently after landing, and flew out of bounds with an extremely irregular trajectory.

"ACE, France, 40:15."

Ronel got a surprise move and directly scored the most crucial point of the game.

"It's appeared, it's the general's turning missile!"

Everyone in the French team, who had just been frightened by Oni Jujiro's aura, looked happy. Their captain was finally completely serious.

Continue to serve.

Seeing the opponent put on that exaggerated serving posture again, the ghost knows that the opponent is planning to repeat the old trick.

His sharp eyes stared straight ahead, and the sweat dripped down his cheeks.

boom!
Ronaldo once again hit a missile that could turn. Gui Biao, who was at full strength, reached the limit and appeared like a ghost at the landing point of the tennis ball.

He opened his posture and fixed his eyes on the tennis ball that was about to hit the ground.

boom!
Volley at the foot!

No matter what kind of changing ball, as long as you hit it back the moment it bounces, you don't need to care about the change of the opponent's backhand at all.

However, what he can think of, the other party can also think of, and he is more convinced than Oni Jujiro.

After all, if Ghost would be scored consecutively by this move, then he wouldn't be in a stalemate with Ronelle for so long.

Just when the tennis ball that the ghost hit back had just passed the net, Ronald had already appeared in front of the net.

And it has already crossed into the air, volleyed with high pressure, and dunked a ball.

Bang!
With a heavy artillery smash, the tennis ball flew directly out of the bottom line.

"Game, the first set is over, the French team won, the score is 6-4."

Oni Jujiro silently returned to the rest seat without saying a word.

And many of the Neon third-year players behind them showed worried expressions.

They didn't expect that Gui would lose a game first.

"call!"

Taking off the towel around his neck, the ghost breathed out lightly.

In the last game, the opponent showed real strength, and he didn't hold back too much, but the opponent's continuous fast breaks made it difficult for Ghost to resist.

In this mutual attack, he actually fell into the opponent's rhythm.

Ronaldo had a lot of experience. Except for the first few head-to-head moves, the opponent began to avoid using brute force to confront the ghost.

Instead, relying on the basic style of play, using a stormy fast break and familiarity with clay courts, he forced Gui to make mistakes.

And he did it too...

Soon, it's time for a break.

Taking a deep breath, the ghost clenched the racket with both hands.

Re-entered the field.

No matter what the other party thinks, he won't hold back this one.

"Not bad!"

Sitting on the coaching bench and coming down from Oni Jujiro, Mifune, who had been silent all this time, saw the strong fighting spirit in Oni's eyes and expressed his appreciation.

As long as you play to your strengths, the ghost has no chance of winning.

The second set continued.

Swish!
The tennis ball was simply thrown upwards, the veins on Onijujiro's arm twisted, and a scalp-splitting sound of piercing the air sounded.

boom!
The racket was struck by him with a dark light, and the tennis ball came in an instant with a messy wind pressure.

boom!
boom!
A familiar scene appeared again, and the game seemed to have returned to the fierce fast break of the previous set.

But this time, Oni Jujiro, who had completely released himself, kept pace with Ronaldo.

……

"France score, 15:15."

……

"The Neon team scored, 40:30."

……

"Game, Neon team scores, score 3:2."

"Both sides change game!"

The first five rounds of this set were shorter than the previous one. Both sides began to show off their skills in the fierce battle, and the air was filled with the smell of "gunsmoke".

"Have the opportunity!"

Seeing the ghost regain the upper hand, Tohno Atsukyo said excitedly, just looking at these few games, the ghost seemed to be able to suppress the opponent.

"No!"

Kimishima Yuto said lightly.

"What do you mean?"

Tono Atsukyo frowned. This was a way of suppressing the enthusiasm of his own people at critical moments. If Kimijima Ikuto couldn't explain the reason, he would definitely make him look good.Although he is his teammate, he dares to look down on his own people?
Kimishima Yuto helped the glasses frame, looked at Oni's body that kept moving and said:

"That guy Gui has already shown the same ability as when he was fighting against the boss, and the other party can still withstand it."

"But how long can a ghost last in this state?"

tread!
Ronaldo stepped hard with his right foot, and his body flew towards the tennis ball like a thunderbolt.

In the fight just now, he already felt that the opponent's strength was getting stronger and stronger. He couldn't use up pure strength, but he could use other skills.

A flash of crimson flame quickly merged into the racket.

Snapped!
Ronnel had to lower his head, move his elbow down a few centimeters, aim at the terrifying light that just bounced, and backhand was everything.

"Chichichi..."

The huge force fed back from the racket, and the terrifying rotation was tearing at every net string.

"Hoo! Detonate it, ricochet shot."

With a low roar, Ronel raised his arm, and the tennis ball was cut back by him.

"Good come!"

Oni Jujiro shouted, his tall body carrying an oppressive aura of terror, and Oni Jujiro's body jumped up vertically.

"Senior Ghost actually jumped to this height!"

Suddenly, the figures of Saeki Munuhiko and Byodoin Phoenix appeared in the rest area, attracting everyone's attention.

But they saw that there was no difference between the two, so they didn't pay too much attention.

Keep looking at the game.

At this time, Munehiko and Byodoin also saw the scoreboard.

"Senior Ghost actually fell into a disadvantage..."

"Hmph! This useless guy!"

Byodoin was also dissatisfied, but when he was speaking, he tried to lift his arm but it seemed to be pulled somewhere, and a trace of pain flashed in the corner of his eyes.

Mifune Irido frowned when he discovered this situation, but in order not to affect the morale of the team, he did not ask any more questions.

On the way back, Zong Yan had already promised Byodoin that he would not speak out.

……

"Golden Jak Knife!"

Ho!
Oni Jujiro roared in mid-air, and a bright golden light emerged from his racket, and the terrifying and violent aura covered the entire stadium.

boom!
The tennis ball began to glow, and a golden vertical smash landed accurately towards the corner of Ronaldo's return.

"Is this... a vertical smash to hit a light shot!?"

"This is the golden folding knife!"

Seeing Oni Jujiro's most powerful move in his memory, Zong Yan felt a little emotional.

boom! !

Compared with Zong Yan's emotions, Ronaldo, who was confronting the ball head-on, felt much more uncomfortable.

The terrifying speed and power made him unable to move at all, he only heard a booming sound coming from his ears.

A huge cloud of smoke rose up, obscuring the view.

The soft red clay field was directly smashed into a big hole, and countless fine dirt splashed around.

Oni Jujiro's golden jackknife left a very eye-catching mark on the court.

"The Neons score, 15-15."

……

The confrontation between the two has broken through the limits of ordinary people and entered another dimension.

Having used all their strength, they are also engaged in a more dangerous fight.

The two fighting did not wait for the mud and smoke to disperse, which could no longer block their sight, and the next moment.

boom!
Passing through the smoke that hadn't dissipated, another purple-black light flashed towards Ronald's half.

"It seems that it is impossible not to use all the strength..."

Ronnel's eyes flashed, and he quickly chased towards the tennis ball.

The spirit power of the ghost who opened the Asura Shinto was very keenly aware of something, and while crouching on the backcourt, he focused his attention to the limit!
"coming!"

In the French dugout, Camus stroked the racket in his hand and said softly.

His words also made the morale of the French team get rid of the terrifying figure just now, and they all focused their eyes on the field.

Ronel had a solemn look on his face and turned his camera behind him.

The ghost on the other side of the court suddenly felt a very bad feeling, and there seemed to be a strange fluctuation of spiritual power in the air.

"Louis XVI's guillotine!"

Ronnel suddenly shouted loudly, and in the ghost's sight, the surrounding area seemed to turn into a gray and claustrophobic space.

On the opposite side, three people dressed in red suddenly appeared like medieval executioners.

And he himself was put on a majestic guillotine stage.

"what!"

Gui's heart was shocked, this is it!

Bang!
The switch knife fell, and with a handful of blood, the phantom of ghosts and gods behind the ghost seemed to be chopped off a lot.

The darkness dissipated, and the ghost returned to the court again, and in front of him, the tennis ball had rolled to his feet again.

"Game, France, score 5-5."

Gui's heart sank, he didn't expect that the other party actually had this trick!
Moreover, the opponent's move actually directly attacks the spirit!
……

boom!
"Game, France, 6:5."

……

boom!
"Game, France, 7:6."

"This set was won by the French team, with a score of 7:6."

"French team VS Neon team singles three match, the French team won 6:4, 7:6, two wins and zero losses."

The sound from the radio made the fans of the French team present cheered.

Match point!

It's time for the Neon team to live and die!

……

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