Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 194

"Munehiko Saeki, let me see where your limit is!"

Onijujiro stood slightly sideways, his eyes fixed on Zong Yan's direction, he didn't slap the tennis ball to find the feel of the ball, but squeezed the tennis ball hard, and then he was ready to serve.

Swish!
Oni Jujiro threw the tennis ball into the air, leaned back greatly, and swung the racket hard the moment the tennis ball fell.

Bang!
There are no other skills, just pure strength and speed. The tennis ball is like a cannonball. The speed is not weaker than Zong Yan's slashing serve, and even faster.

And not only the speed, but also the power was amazing. After flying out of the racket, Zongyan could only see a shallow shadow passing through the middle and landing heavily on Zongyan's half of the court.

Bang!
The tennis ball hit the ground heavily, and Oni Jujiro also made a goal with all his strength.

"15:0, Oni Jujiro scores."

Zongyan came to the bottom line and took a look at the big hole in the tennis ball, and he had a clear understanding of Oni Jujiro's character.

A tooth for a tooth.

If the opponent scores a serve, he will return it directly.

Oni Jujiro's serve is not a move, but swings entirely by his own physical strength and speed. From this serve, it can be seen that his strength is terrifying.

On the field, Oni Jujiro came to the bottom line to serve diagonally from the left, and just like before, he sent the tennis ball vigorously again.

Bang!
"30:0, Oni Jujiro scores."

Same movement, same strength and speed.

Zongyan's footsteps did not move, and his face became more serious as he looked at the ball pit that appeared at his feet again.

However, he didn't panic. As long as his eyes get used to this speed, he will be able to follow such an unskilled shot.

Zongyan took a deep breath and began to move his feet.

Basic broken steps with one or both feet, this is a very basic and easy-to-use technique.

Facing this kind of opponent who has no time to react and has amazing strength, it is just right.

Not only can it improve reaction time, but it can also use the inertia of the body to increase its strength even when jumping.

At this moment, Zong Yan was extremely concentrated, and his eyes were fixed on the movements of Jujiro Oni.

Bang!
Oni Jujiro fired the tennis ball again, and his eyes that were gradually getting used to it immediately predicted the path of the ball. Munehiko jumped to the left in an instant, and swung the racket hard before the tennis ball hit the ground and bounced out of the court.

"So... so heavy!"

boom!
clap...wow...

Munehiko caught up with the ball, but unfortunately the tennis ball was too powerful, and it also had strong spin. Saeki Munehiko was unable to complete the counterattack, and the racket was knocked away.

With his blocking, the tennis ball still flew two or three meters forward and landed in his own half.

"Oni Jujiro scores, 40:0."

"Senior Ghost really holds a grudge, but I can already hit back your serve!"

Watching the tennis ball fly out after being hit back, Zongyan picked up the dropped racket and smiled confidently.

"Then come back and try it out!"

Across the court, Oni Jujiro didn't pay attention to Munuhiko's words. After looking at him again, he started serving again.

Bang!
The speed of the tennis ball was even faster than before, but this time, Zongyan exploded all his speed, and his whole body jumped out like a sharp arrow.

After the tennis ball hit the ground, he caught up directly. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand, and a dark light cluster appeared. Zong Yan held the racket with his right hand, and the entire racket was wrapped in black mist. He aimed at the tennis ball and swung it back fiercely.

"I didn't expect Zong Yan to use the secret shot again so soon!"

Among the people on the sidelines, there was a slight fluctuation in the eyes of Irie and Taneshima.

"Darkness is indeed good, but this level is far from enough!"

Seeing the shadows approaching in front of him, the bright moonlight seemed to be stained with a layer of black tulle, Oni Jujiro quickly came to the tennis ball, took off with one foot, and leaned forward.

A layer of black-red light appeared on the whole body.

"Black Jack Knife..."

boom!
There was a huge sound of hitting the ball, and a black and red trajectory instantly cut through the court, like a black machete, the tennis ball slammed into Saeki Zonghiko with a roar.

Seeing this, all the strength in Zong Yan's body surged out, and he held the racket with both hands. The purple-black light burned on the racket in his hand, and he swung it towards the incoming ball.

want to intercept.

however…

After holding on for less than two seconds, the racket he was gripping tightly was knocked off again, the purple-black light covering the racket was also directly defeated, and the tennis ball hit the ground hard again.

"Game, Onijujiro scored, the score is 1:1." Onijujiro also maintained his serve, and he still used the same method as Saeki Munuhiko.

Gently rubbing his arm, Zong Yan looked at the opposite side solemnly, the blow just now made his right hand still a little numb.

Oni Jujiro's strength is arguably one of his strongest.

Now that Zongyan wants to fight Oni Jujiro, head-to-head is really not the best way to deal with him.

However, Zong Yan did not back down because of the awareness, he picked up the racket silently again, and walked to the serving point.

He needs to try something else.

The tennis ball was thrown into the air again, and then the tennis ball was hit by Zong Yan.

This time, Zong Yan did not use any other serving techniques, but the most basic serve.

Seeing this, Oni Jujiro let out a roar: "What's wrong? Are you ready to give up after this setback? Saeki Zonghiko!"

The steps are staggered, one across.

Oni Jujiro waved his arms, as if stirring a heavy air.

"Saeki Munuhiko, I told you before that you will compete with me with the determination to die. Have you forgotten? If you forget, then let me send you to hell with my own hands!"

While speaking, his footsteps were galloping, and a group of extremely fierce and heavy black-red rays of light appeared on the heart again.

The air waves rolled.

The moment the tennis ball flew over, Zong Yan felt a heavy pressure on his shoulders.

This pressure was very close to the pressure Amadeus put on him.

"hell?"

Zongyan let his hair flow and the skirt of his clothes rustled. At this time, his eyes were filled with deep silence.

It seemed that such pressure reminded him of bad things again.

"I've seen it with my own eyes!"

"Shadow Absolute Slash - Random Flower Burial!"

The black field spread out directly, and Zong Yan rushed up to meet the incoming ball, and the thick black light in his palm touched the racket.

He raised his racket with his backhand, as if he was holding a fighting knife. In an instant, vast expanse of black light surged out from around his body, surging like a tidal wave across the entire court.

Oni Jujiro's eyes narrowed slightly.

Even though he has seen it many times, but it was the first time he faced it, he was still drawn into it by this terrifying mental conception.

Moreover, Onijujiro clearly sensed that the power of Zongyan's move had been further enhanced!

A blade composed of shadow and purple spiritual light kept slashing at Oni Jujiro's return shots in the air.

The threat of this ball was directly broken by Zongyan, and then he continued to slash.

Under the erosion of the shadow, the black-red light turned into black petals falling down...

Oni Jujiro's eyes suddenly brightened!
The darkness of the entire stadium seemed to be condensed on the edge of the blade, as if a thread had been torn apart in the space.

The tennis ball was drawn backwards, and the sharp edge even cut through the air!

The cold and pure darkness distorted the space in front of Onijujiro's vision and the surrounding trees.

"Good come!"

Oni Jujiro's eyes were full of energy, he didn't dodge or dodge, he just bowed his body slightly, holding the racket in his hands with both hands upright, and quickly ran towards the tennis ball.

His light red eyes were full of seriousness, and his face that originally looked very mature now looked quite majestic. The scar on the right cheek added a hint of three-dimensionality to him.

Tread!

The strenuous running made his muscular lines fully visible, and the ghost's reaction can be said to have surpassed the limit.

He crossed his legs that brought out the afterimage, and swung the racket down at the sword light that condensed all the darkness.

"Black Tomahawk!"

……

From this point on, the fierce fight between the two really became intense.

……

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