Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 384 The danger of taking action rashly

"Big rice spoon Qian!"

If strength doesn't work, use technique instead.

The light yellow ball shadow streaked through the air, pulling out a winding trajectory in the air like a golden snake dancing wildly.

Compared with this move played by Heping Guchang, Mu Shu's Dafan Shiqian is superior in terms of strength, speed, and spin.

However, it is actually normal to have such a difference. After all, these moves are all created by Kite Eishiro himself.

As for the big explosions of Dafan Shiqian and Tian Renzhihui in Pingguchang, Mu Shu taught them them after they perfected them.

"This move of yours is also more powerful, wooden hand!"

Seeing that the opponent changed his moves decisively and made stronger changes, Zongyan also smiled and nodded.

He didn't say this out of politeness, but the power of Kute's big fan Shiqian was indeed greatly improved compared to Rin Hiraguba.

Ordinary opponents simply cannot grasp the path of the ball when faced with this move.

The winding trajectory and the rotation hidden under the complex ball path are all full of potential dangers.

Just like the name of this move, Okinawa's strongest venomous snake spits the letter at the opponent.

With such changes and techniques, Munehiko could tell at a glance that Eishiro Kite had reached the pinnacle of a junior high school student in terms of pure technique.

Only slightly worse than Saeki Munehiko, Tezuka Kunimitsu, and Yukimura Seiichi.

It is the same as the current Genichiro Sanada, Juzaburo Mori, Chitose Chisato, Keigo Atobe, and Tachibana Jupei.

As for whether you can take your skills one step further and reach another level, it all depends on the fate of the opponent.

Of course, this is just a purely technical level.

However, for Zong Yan, such a move still lacks some firepower if it wants to pose some threat to him.

Looking at the tennis ball that was meandering forward, Zongyan could clearly see the path of the tennis ball with just one glance, and instantly predicted its position.

The next second, Zongyan flicked his wrist and swung the racket at a slight angle.

The tennis ball bounced off the ground and moved uneasily from side to side, but no matter how it changed, Zongyan's racket directly caught it.

boom!
The light faded, and Zong Yan whipped the tennis ball in a straight line.

The straight ball crossed the middle net and flew towards the wooden hand's blind spot in the bottom corner.

Although many people think this kind of counterattack is good, they are not sure that Zongyan will be able to score.

Because the people from Higa Junior High School have an Okinawan martial art.

Shrink the land!
Mu Shou broke into Zong Yan's line of sight while maintaining a lunge to the right, and there was no panic in his eyes.

Unlike other people in Higa Province who can only move forward and backward using Shuchi method.

Mutte's sense of balance, which is one of the best in Neon Kingdom, allows him to perform his shrinking technique in any direction, in front, back, left, and right of the court.

This is his all-round shrinking method.

tread!
The forward body fell out under the inertia, and the wooden hand stepped down to stabilize the body, and the soles of the feet rubbed against the hard ground, causing sparks.

boom!
With the help of the inertia of the body, Mu Shou's arm was thrown out. The moment the racket surface hit the tennis ball, Mu Shou's arm trembled slightly, and then his arm muscles twisted with force.

Even when his body is unstable, he can still hit the diagonal shot.

The long curve that traverses the entire court fully demonstrates the wooden hand's own skills and ball control.

However, for this amazing goal in the eyes of others, Mu Shou frowned slightly, and it was obvious that he was not satisfied.

And in his expectation and plan, although the ball was barely returned, it can also be said to be a mistake.

Zongyan's seemingly random and fluttering ball, he discovered when it came into contact, contained huge force, which affected the vibration of his arm muscles and also affected the hitting.

"Eishiro, good job!"

"Minister, that's it, defeat him!"

However, the cheers did not last. Seeing the figure appearing on the court, everyone in Higa Junior High School was shocked.

"Okay... so fast!"

On the baseline opposite the wooden hand, a black figure appeared directly in the bottom corner like a flash.

"Yingyan-Hanabi!"

Zongyan pulled the soles of his feet across, leading half a body directly to the landing point of the tennis ball.

At this time, Zongyan's racket had also been switched to his left hand. His right hand was held forward, and strands of spiritual power began to gather, and a faint purple-black light overflowed from his fingertips.boom!
Zongyan took advantage of the situation and borrowed the spin ball hit by his wooden hand. He swung his left arm fiercely and swung the racket.

A purple-black flame, like a firework, jumped out from the net of his racket, flew to Eishiro Kite's half, and exploded just as the opponent was about to catch up.

A strong mental pressure surged toward Mu Shu like a torrent, and countless scenes of him being knocked away suddenly flashed in his mind.

Even the hard mind of Mu Shu showed a slight crack at this moment.

Boom!
"Fudomine Saeki Munehiko scored, 40:0."

Watching the tennis ball roll to his feet again, Mu Shou finally came to his senses. At this moment, his face looked extremely ugly.

"What was that just now?"

Mu Shu's eyes were full of inquiry. The darkness in that moment and the torrent of countless negative emotions were definitely not an illusion.

"How about it? Did you see all the possibilities in your future at that moment?"

Zongyan stopped shooting and stood, smiling as he looked across the court at Mu Shou, whose expression was constantly changing.

Kite Eishiro remained silent.

The various scenes that just appeared are the possibilities for his future?

Are you kidding? How could anyone do such a thing!
"Don't believe it? Then, let's continue."

Zong Yan nodded towards Mu Shu: "Mu Shu, last time, you said that you didn't perfect yourself, and you didn't accept it. So this time, let me see the complete Okinawa martial arts tennis after you perfect it."

Hearing Zong Yan mention last year, Mu Shou's expression changed again. He held his breath and his eyes flashed: "Okay, I will make your wish come true."

Swish!
Mu Shu's eyes were cold, as if he was not disturbed by Zong Yan just now, and the tennis ball flew out of his hand again.

"Big rice spoon Qian!"

The wooden hand's tennis ball also became more and more dangerous, twisting and twisting like a poisonous snake spitting a message, about to attack its prey.

Zongyan made a stroke with his feet and once again reached the landing point of the tennis ball in advance. He had just maintained a preparatory action for receiving the serve, and then he felt a slight tingling sensation in his knees.

The vigorous rotation of the tennis ball passed by, getting closer and closer to Zongyan's knees.

Ok?
"You actually took the lead, so you can't blame me!"

Swish!
The racket with black and red borders was lifted from bottom to top, drawing a line of light in front of the knees.

The racket falls and the shadow is like a net.

Zong Yan's forearms trembled vigorously, as if they were woven into a large invisible net, and the twists and changes of Dafan Shiqian were completely enveloped.

boom!
The strong force directly pulled out a jumping arc in mid-air.

The tennis ball brought up a black tail flame and crossed the wooden hand's half.

His body was still running to catch the ball, and then he felt a burning pain in his knee.

The tennis ball that Zong Yan hit back seemed to really leave a clear mark on his body.

The sudden pain caused a layer of sweat to appear on Mu Shou's forehead, but he still endured the cold sweat of pain and chased the ball again.

"Hmph, if your knees hurt, then run over!"

boom!
As the tennis ball passed the net, Zong Yan's racket quickly cut across the surface of the tennis ball, and the tennis ball, which had lost its strength, fell towards the tennis ball.

"Short ball?!"

This trick is useless against us.

Shrink the land!
Ignoring the pain in his knees, Mu Shu moved forward, and in an instant he was from the baseline to the net.

Hold the racket with one hand and lightly pad it under the tennis ball, golden streamers rise into the air from the racket surface.

boom!
Zong Yan has also reached the net at the same time, and the tennis ball once again drew a black tail flame, passing through Mu Shu's calf.

"Game, Fudomine, 1-0."

The powerful pain of the beating swept through Mu Hand's nerves again, and even the referee's voice was ignored by him.

However, Zong Yan's voice faintly reached his ears.

"Kite Eishiro, it is very dangerous to attack someone without knowing the opponent's strength!"

……

ps: "Ask for a monthly ticket~"

(End of this chapter)