Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 375 Fall into the long dark night
"Zong Yan! I have been waiting for this moment for a long time, I must show you how powerful I am!"

This real sense of fear of being suppressed in all directions makes Torajiro Saeki very excited. Being able to compete with Munehiko in a real match has always been his dream.

Throwing the tennis ball in his hand, Torajiro quickly swung the racket with his hand.

Although they have almost grown up together since childhood, in Torajiro's heart, this cousin who is only a few days older than him has always been the target of his pursuit.

Zong Yan's maturity has been shown at a very young age, and he learned to play tennis earlier from Zong Yan, so his foundation is very good, at least much better than in the original work.

It is also because of Munuhiko's help that Torajiro's competitiveness is stronger than in the original work, which is nothing but handsome.

Especially the goal that I have always wanted to catch up with Zong Yan.

Facing Munehiko was a rare moment when Torajiro showed his competitiveness.

boom!
It was another fast chasing ball in front of the net, and the speed of the ball was getting faster and faster under Torajiro's full strength.

"Tch! Torajiro, is this your full strength? It's nothing more than that!"

Of course he knew what Torajiro on the opposite side was happy about, but even if it was an all-out attack, it was nothing to Zongyan.

Bang!
The muscles on Zongyan's arm suddenly condensed, and the racket thrown with his arm caused an astonishing whistling sound to pierce the sky.

The black gauze darkened the sky, and the dull sound of hitting the ball followed, causing many people in the audience who were facing Zong Yan to subconsciously take a half step back.

Many of them had seen Zongyan's attacks that destroyed the court, and were afraid that such an attack would hit them directly if they failed to control it properly.

"What a hard hit!"

Tian Genguang looked shocked. Although they all knew Zong Yan's strength, this was the first time they watched Zong Yan show his true strength at such a close distance.

But no matter how much they understood it, it was still hard to imagine that someone could fight back like that.

As the ball flew through the middle of the net, the tennis ball continued to expand and expand in Torajiro's eyes.

What followed was an overwhelming and powerful momentum that was as overwhelming as a mountain.

"Good... so strong!"

"Is this how Zongyan starts to use his strength!"

Torajiro was not knocked down by the powerful aura of Souhiko, nor was he affected by the various thoughts that kept bursting out in his mind.

He had been used to this kind of interference as early as last year, but now he became more energetic under this kind of interference and stimulation.

The muscles on the exposed arms outside the vest bulged. Torajiro chased after him in two steps, and quickly swung his racket in the face of the tennis ball that suddenly fell down.

"Good weight!"

Hu Jiro bit his teeth tightly, and the muscles of the whole body were almost twisted together. The amount of this ball was far heavier than he thought, and he had to use his hands.

In order to counter Munuhiko's powerful Torajiro's half-volley, his half-volley action also became unsightly. If he couldn't hit back faster and harder than the ball came, how could it be considered a half-volley?

"dark!"

Before the tennis ball that barely returned the ball flew over the net, Munuhiko's figure burst into Torajiro's eyes like a ghost.

The black light suddenly obscured Torajiro's sight, and he hit a powerful and heavy chop in the middle line, smashing the tennis ball that Torajiro hit back into Torajiro's court again.

Boom!
As soon as the ball swung down, the violent airflow immediately made Torajiro's eyes narrow slightly.

At this time, Torajiro's advantage over others began to slowly emerge.

He has practiced against Saeki Munuhiko too many times, almost the most among all junior high school students today.

This kind of number is unimaginable even for the main candidates of Fudo Peak.

Although Saeki Munuhiko's tennis skills and power have improved now.

But his hitting habits and where he will hit the ball can be judged by Torajiro almost without his eyes, relying on body memory.

Although Munuhiko's offensive was strong, it did not scare Torajiro. He came to the back of the ball with steady steps, and swept out with the wooden racket in his hands.

Even though the darkness had just blocked all sight, he didn't need to use his sight to judge where the tennis ball would land.

Bang!
Dad's special long-handled wooden racket absorbed part of the impact of the impact, which allowed Torajiro to feel a little more relaxed when facing Munuhiko's counterattack.

But it's only relative.

Zongyan's counterattack would not make any difference. He used all the strength in his body to barely counterattack the ball again.

"I caught it, Zongyan!!!"

Torajiro roared, his arms twisted and turned red, and he finally pushed the racket in his hand hard.

boom!
When the light yellow beam of light rolled back over the net, Munehiko's figure suddenly appeared in front of the net and looked into Torajiro's eyes.

"What, so fast!" Torajiro was shocked and immediately wanted to retreat back.

With strong insight, he instantly judged from Zongyan's movements that this would be a very sharp blow.

"You are too naive, Torajiro. You know me, how can I not know it? And I also know you."

Zongyan sneered. He had already prepared the stance of hitting the ball in a series of actions. When he was about to complete the action, he quickly flipped his wrist down.

"It's actually a short ball!"

Torajiro from across the court exclaimed.

"Game, Saeki Munehiko, 4:0."

After hearing the referee's decision, Torajiro's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he turned his head and stared blankly at the mustard-yellow ball shadow on the ground in front of the net.

……

boom!
When the tennis ball was pressed against his feet, Torajiro took half a step back and raised the racket in his hand high.

But unlike Torajiro's imagination, the angle of the ball was very low, and his idea of ​​hitting back to the net came to nothing.

"Did you guess what happened next after my reply?"

Torajiro had no choice but to change his batting action, flipping his wrist from slice to lob!
The tennis ball rolled on Torajiro's racket and flew high towards Saeki Munuhiko's half.

When the tennis ball flew over the net, Zong Yan's figure appeared behind the path of the tennis ball as expected, and the racket in his hand suddenly fell down!
The tennis ball drew a sharp arc in mid-air and firmly pressed on Torajiro's baseline, killing him with one hit!

"Munehiko Saeki scored, 40:0."

"Sure enough, Zong Yan is really strong when he is serious... This kind of suffocating pressure is really..."

Although it was only 10 minutes, Hu Jiro had also felt Zong Yan's unpredictable strength, and he knew that this was not Zong Yan's limit.

But he will not give up. Even if he loses, he will play a game without regrets. This is his long-cherished wish.

"Come here on horseback! Zongyan!"

The excitement on Torajiro's face did not diminish at all, and the tennis ball thrown in his hand flew steadily.

boom!
Torajiro is not too thin. At this moment, he once again mobilized all the muscles in his body to work together, and the racket in his hand quickly hit the thrown tennis ball.

"Torajiro, I know what's wrong with your tennis. If a person's spirit is only happy, then..."

tread!
Zong Yan's figure suddenly moved, leaving an afterimage behind the tennis ball.

"Give me the long night of darkness!"

boom!
Violent air waves surged everywhere, and a white dust wave clearly appeared in the air, which was the smoke dispersed by Zong Yan.

boom!
The straight trajectory rushes out, and the extremely violent flat-stroke stroke does not have too many fancy skills, but it is still very pleasing to the eye in Zongyan's hands.

A ray of light pierced the sky and hit the ground heavily. Before Torajiro could react, the ray of light had bounced off the ground and directly hit the racket in his hand.

pat!

In the flash of lightning, the racket in Torajiro's hand was swung away by this powerful penetrating force, and it made a crisp sound after falling to the ground.

"Game, Saeki Munehiko, 5:0."

boom!
boom!
Although Torajiro is his cousin, Munehiko, who has decided to let him experience a little different, will not show mercy.

In the last round, the momentum surged out, the rich light spread, and the arm was pressed down heavily to create a purple-black curve.

Although Torajiro still relied on his understanding of Zongyan's habits, he worked hard to catch up with the goal.

But the power of Zongyan's ball and the countless negative and dark mental attacks it contained were not something he could contend with. Even his father's special long-handled wooden racket couldn't help him this time.

With a crunch, in the final contact, the black light flashed, and the tennis ball directly interrupted Torajiro's racket, and the surging negative and dark light directly overwhelmed it.

"At the end of the game, Fudomine Middle School Saeki Munuhiko won, with a score of 6:0."

"So far, in the second round of this national competition, in the match between Tokyo's representative Fudomine Middle School and Chiba Prefecture's representative Rokkaku Middle School, Fudomine Middle School won with a record of 3:0 and successfully advanced to the third round."

The loud broadcast sounded, announcing that Rokkaku Middle School, the dominant school from Chiba Prefecture, had finished its trip to the national competition this year.

Looking at Torajiro who was being supported by Rokkaku and others as he walked down, the darkness in Munuhiko's pupils disappeared, and his eyes gradually became clear.

"Torajiro, let's experience the long dark night. This is the last thing I can do..."

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ps: "Thank you for your support. I saw that many book friends gave me their monthly tickets this morning. Thank you very much~"

(End of this chapter)