Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 354 Pseudo Asura Shinto
boom!
The whites in Zongyan's pupils had completely disappeared, and the endless light of darkness enveloped the entire stadium.

His right hand was twisted backwards and raised up. The racket with a black and red border was blocked in front of his knees. The purple-black light spread along the strings of the racket.

This caused every racket string to jump with purple-black light and firmly cover the tennis ball.

The strong impact brought fierce wind pressure. Even if Zongyan's racket blocked the tennis ball, his knees could still feel the strong impact.

Swish!
The bloody and pale ball of light was swallowed up by Zong Yan, and the racket was lifted heavily with his backhand, and the tennis ball was hit back again.

boom!
Everyone's vision and hearing seemed to be out of place. After the tennis ball had already disappeared, they could clearly hear the sound of Saeki Munuhiko's hitting the ball just now.

There was a loud bang, and the tennis ball appeared again in Park Guochang's half.

"You actually called back?"

Glancing at the motionless body opposite him, Park Guochang gritted his teeth and said, "Then come again! Die!"

"Zizzizi!"

The sound of thunderous current collision sounded again, a pale and bloody light shined out from his palm, and his own light ball was hit again.

The tennis ball had a gleam of blood and gray, and its sinister aura directly pierced the air.

This time, it flew directly towards Zongyan's upper body.

"Oh, you are so fluorescent and glowing with blood and will-o'-the-wisps, how can you hope to pass through the long dark night?"

Zongyan stepped lightly with his toes, and the entire dark field seemed to ripple.

Zong Yan's figure became more and more illusory, and his whole person was about to disappear in the dark light and shadow.

His body was low, and like a vigorous cheetah, he instantly appeared in the path of the tennis ball.

As he ran and took steps, monstrous black arrogance rose up. Zong Yan's eyes were as calm as water and as dark as abyss.

Where Zong Yan stands is like a bottomless abyss, a black hole that absorbs everything.

Overbearing and wild, it swallows up all sight and speculation, and wipes out all spirit and prying eyes.

Staring at the blood-white ball of light sweeping in, Zong Yan's negative desire for destruction no longer needed to be suppressed and surged out.

These mental powers with negative emotions merged with the dark light around the body, and ghost figures appeared on the court.

The realm of darkness - monsters and monsters!
As Zongyan stepped forward, all the ghosts began to bite towards the tennis ball as if they had received an order.

hum!
"Shadow Slashing Flower Burial!"

Clang!

The darkness of the entire stadium seemed to be condensed with sharp blades, and an extreme force of destruction cut through the barriers of space.

Cutting through everything in front!
The extreme destruction and absolute darkness made the space seem to be distorted, and the fatal crisis made Park Guochang's eyes split.

"what is this!"

A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and this malicious black thread had already cut through the court space.

"Ho ah ah ah!"

There was a sharp roar, and the speed of the tennis ball was so fast that Park Guochang could not avoid it at all, so he had to raise the racket in his hands and block it in front of him.

Click!

Bang dong!

The tooth-piercing friction sound only lasted for less than a second before the tennis ball broke through the shackles of the racket surface and hit half of Park Guochang's face heavily.

His whole body felt like he had been punched hard in the face.

The powerful force and impact carried his body back three meters. The blood from his mouth flew out along with his teeth, directly staining his uniform and the field red.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

The screams of pain and the sounds of people covering their mouths after their teeth leaked could be heard throughout the stadium.

As the captain of the South Korean team, Park Guochang, like his previous two teammates, rolled on the ground in pain for several times before stopping.

Seeing this, Park Changra, the coach of the South Korean representative team, quickly called a timeout.

"You want to walk around the world with just a little fluorescence? You can't even wear the long night I gave you!"

Zong Yan's voice was extremely cold, and looking at Park Guochang who fell to the ground in pain was like looking at a dead man: "It's better to surrender quickly, otherwise I don't guarantee that I will hold back like this next time!"

After saying that, Zongyan ignored him and walked to the backcourt rest area.

……

A few minutes later, Park Guochang returned to the court after a simple bandage and a new racket.

"The game is not over yet. How could I allow you to escape and want me to surrender? Who do you think you are?"

Arriving at the backcourt service area again, Park Guochang was furious at this time. How could he not know that Zong Yan was also hiding his strength before.

What the opponent just showed was definitely not at the world-class level for the first time.Think again about Munuhiko Saeki's current age.

Park Guochang's heart sank. Will South Korea and South Korea be suppressed in the future?
"No! I don't believe it! We will never tolerate this kind of thing!"

Park Guochang roared and then threw the ball high.

He opened his legs slightly, bent forward, and then took advantage of the rebound force to jump into the air.

boom!
The smash-style serve sent a burst of explosions in the air, and without any surprise, it was aimed at Munehiko Saeki's body.

The racket once again shot out a bunch of bloody and pale flashes, causing violent friction with the resistance of the air.

A glimmer of light flashed in Zong Yan's eyes, and the clothes on his body suddenly flew up. It was the air wave caused by the wind pressure and whistling caused by the opponent's ball.

There was a flash of light under his feet, and Zongyan's figure disappeared from the baseline like an afterimage. When he reappeared, he had already sprinted to the landing point of the tennis ball.

Swish!
With a leap in the sky, purple-black cherry blossoms rained down on Park Guochang Stadium.

Pieces of petals fell like rain, shining with endless chill like sharp blades.

boom!
In Park Guochang's horrified eyes, the tennis ball hit his abdomen again, and a heavy object fell to the ground, followed by another scream.

Shadow Ultimate Slash - Sakura Fall!
As Park Guochang and the tennis ball fell to the ground at the same time, the cherry blossom rain full of murderous intent dissipated in the air.

Park Guochang stood up again, with blood constantly seeping out. The pain, unwillingness, and thoughts of Zong Yan's death in his heart blended with his constantly fluctuating and distorted spirit.

The joints of the right hand are almost white. When the emotions are condensed to a certain level,!

boom!
Park Guochang's aura boiled instantly, a violent and terrifying pale aura rose from his body, and a gray mist of blood and pale color suddenly appeared.

The moment this gray mist appeared, countless negative emotions burst out from Park Guochang's body and continued to flow towards Zong Yan.

The black field surrounding him began to boil at this time, becoming extremely active as if he had taken a tonic.

"Well...this kind of breath is!"

Munehiko was really surprised this time. Not only him, but also Oni Jujiro, Tanejima Shuji, and Irie Kanata were also surprised.

"This familiar aura..."

Several people sensed it for a moment, and the expressions on their faces became solemn: "This is the aura of Asura Shinto."

Zongyan's eyes narrowed slightly. Having opened the Asura Divine Way, he was more sensitive to this Qi machine.

The Qi of Park Guochang is indeed very similar to the Asura Shinto, but it seems to be a little different!
There is a sense of paradox.

"Kid, I didn't originally intend to use this trump card against you."

Park Guochang's neck was covered with ferocious veins.

"Now, get ready to die!"

Swish!
He raised his hand and threw the tennis ball down from mid-air.

Bang!
An explosion spread throughout the court. Although it was just a simple high throw and flat shot, the power of the tennis ball was beyond everyone's expectation.

With the blessing of Asura Shinto, all the spectators felt their eyes dazzled, and the next moment the tennis ball had torn apart Zongyan's dark field.

It landed directly on the receiving line at the feet of Saeki Munuhiko's backhand.

Boom.

Soot splashes.

The ground of the entire stadium was shaken slightly.

Even Zong Yan was knocked back a few steps by this powerful force, and his back hit the wall heavily.

At the same time, Zongyan subconsciously loosened his wrist, and the tennis ball hit the wall behind him heavily.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, everyone discovered that there was a large crater where Saeki Munuhiko's original feet were and on the wall beside him.

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ps: "I wanted to finish writing one chapter, but I found it was a bit too much. I wrote almost [-] words here without breaking it into chapters. I should have [-] words when I finish. Let's post the last bit together when the time comes. I'll see when I get to work tomorrow. Can you finish writing and release it?"

　My writing habits may be a little different from other authors. I write each plot at once, so you can sometimes see the difference in word count. Generally, I can write about [-] words for a game. I'm thinking of finishing one chapter.

　　After writing, break it into chapters and polish it, because without breaking it into chapters, some readers may think it’s a bit much.

　　For example, the protagonist's game was already past one o'clock when I wrote it without chapters, and the word count was almost [-] words. It was too sleepy.

　　I thought about the rest of it, and I should still have more than 1 words when I finish writing it.

　　I looked at the time and stopped, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get up in the morning.

　　I won’t split the last paragraph and post it together. I’ll see if I can find time at work today to finish it and post it. If not, I’ll post it tomorrow morning.

　　Now I don’t dare to go to work and write novels as blatantly as before. I have been caught several times and fined a lot. They also assigned me a job specifically and said that I was not full of work.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)