Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 415 I will take off the trophy
"I was actually able to receive it. It seems that your data is really accurate, so let's continue!"

Although Yanu Renji couldn't fight back, this kind of data that captured his habits and characteristics still made Keith frown.

Then, throw the ball and swing the racket!

Bang!
This time, Keith didn't use any special hitting skills, just a simple powerful swing.

A harder hitting sound sounded, and the tennis ball gained more momentum from the racket.

The tennis ball turned into a light yellow beam and flashed past Liu Renji's feet.

"It's actually an ordinary serve. The body posture is 6% different from the first ball, but the ball speed is increased by 2%. It's so powerful..."

"This ball can be hit back..."

Liu Renji's steps were striding, and with such speed, the landing point was not difficult to find.

Swinging his body to the side and rushing forward quickly, Liu Renji hit the racket in his hand horizontally, lowered the racket head, and waited for the tennis ball to bounce.

boom!
"Empty Cicada..."

The tennis ball was cut at high speed on the racket, directly reducing the impact of the three-pointer, and then flew back into a white light.

As the tennis ball flies past the center line, it seems like all spin on the tennis ball is canceled out.

If this ball hits the ground, there will be no rebound at all and it will roll directly to the ground.

Of course Keith knew this very well. He had seen the opponent's trick as early as the Kanto Tournament.

I saw his slender legs spread out, and he came to the net in just a few steps, like a ghost.

"What an amazing speed!"

In the audience, Kenya Ninzu and Shiraishi opened their eyes. The speed displayed by Keith's movements just now was about to reach their current limit.

"Very good move, Keith-san, but I've got this point!"

Seeing Keith's actions, Liu Renji was not surprised at all, and spoke calmly.

"Ah……"

Keith smiled coldly and ignored him.

His calf muscles tensed and he stepped on the side of his feet. The inertia of his original sprint was stopped by Keith.

Keith didn't wait for the tennis ball to hit the ground, and the racket with the sprint acceleration was pressed on the tennis ball again.

Bang!
A light blue air ring suddenly appeared on the tennis ball, an astonishing air wave surged, a whistling sound was heard, and the tennis ball suddenly turned into a sky-wide air current and attacked Liu Renji's baseline.

"Fudomine Keith scores, the score is 30-0."

boom!
boom!
Keith, who had begun to take the absolute initiative, no longer held back. After knowing that Liu Renji had indeed mastered his data, Keith began to use his strength.

Like he just said, so what if you know your opponent's statistics?
If you want to convert these data into the final score, you still need the support of the data collector's own strength.

And obviously, Yanagi Renji has just stood on the national ladder.

If we were to deal with other people, knowing such detailed information, I'm afraid it would be possible for the weak to defeat the strong.

But compared to Keith's current strength, Liu Renji's own foundation.

It is not supported that he can level the chasm between them simply by relying on data.

……

"Ryu Renji, the great Likai..."

Keith looked at Liu Renji opposite him with a faint look. Just now he suddenly felt the muscles in his arms stiffen slightly.

He knew it was muscle soreness caused by the opponent's constant hitting of corner kicks that he hated and wasn't good at returning.

"In that case, let's end it..."

Seeing Liu Renji's counterattack that still refused to give up, Keith's blue eyes turned cold.

The slender body arrived on the tennis path ahead of schedule, with short, ear-length pale blond hair flying.

With a gentle squeeze of his palm, countless air currents were induced by Keith, and a blue light emerged around his body.

boom!
Keith swung the racket forward, and the air ball on his body quickly shrank to the racket, becoming as big as a basin.

Immediately afterwards, a concentrated burst of blue air burst out, and a fierce wind and mental oppression struck Liu Renji.

"Gravity!" Keith's eyes flashed slightly, a dangerous blue light flashed from the racket in his hand, and he pulled hard in the direction of Liu Renji.

Tear~

Boom!
"Game, Fudomine Keith wins, the score is 6-2."

"In the final of the national competition, the two singles match was won by Fudomine, with a total score of 2-2."

……

After a short break, the referee's voice came from the broadcast again.

"Next, the No. [-] singles match is about to begin."

"Fudomine Middle School Saeki Munehiko will face Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School Mori Hisaburo. Players from both sides are invited to play."

"finally come!"

"It's finally the final round..."

"Look at it like this, Fudoho is really going to be blackmailed to the end!"

As the referee's voice fell, a huge discussion broke out in the crowd.

Even in the second match against Fudomine, Saeki Munuhiko often appeared in previous matches.

But the strength he displayed was an understatement, and his true strength was not revealed at all...

Moreover, Fudoho, who appeared as a dark horse in the national competition, now faces the defending champion again, and the results have actually begun to tilt in the direction of Fudoho.

This made many people from the school outside the venue look excited.

If Fudoho really wins the game, it will be a sensation in the junior high school tennis world.

On the coaching bench on the sidelines, Aoi Hanamura had a blush on her face. She was also very excited at this time, but the stability of an adult and the reserve of a woman made her hold it back.

At this time, seeing Zong Yan standing in front of her and gently fiddling with the strings of the racket, Hanamun Aoi Sakura opened her mouth slightly and said:

"The finals of the national competition, the decisive game, the final moment, we will win the championship that belongs to us, Fudo Peak... Zongyan, it seems just right for you to play at the last moment."

"Don't worry, coach, I will bring the championship back."

Nodding, Zong Yan had a bright smile on his face.

"It's a pity that Tatekai University's Mouri Juzaburo hadn't met Fudomine led by Saeki Munuhiko, they would have won two consecutive championships!"

Mamoru Inoue on the sidelines took out his camera and took several photos of the two people on the court before putting it down.

This time he was ready to record Zong Yan's heroic appearance.

However, after seeing Yukimura on the sidelines of Rikkai Stadium and Mori on the field, Inoue Mamoru felt a pity.

It was a pity that Li Haida could not defend his title.

……

After a while...

Maori also came to the net. His face became extremely serious. He no longer had the same look as when he faced his opponent before, let alone the laziness and fun mood.

"Please give me your advice, Maori-senpai!"

"A lot of... advice, Saeki-kun!"

Maori glanced at Munuhiko Saeki, who was shorter than him. There was a half-smile on his face, and he seemed to be interested in him.

He often showed this kind of expression to others before. It was an expression that only appeared when hunting.

Originally, Maori thought he would feel angry when he saw such an expression, but he didn't.

Because he thought of the strength shown by Saeki Munuhiko, which was a realm beyond his own.

Do not!
It is a state that transcends several levels of oneself.

Realizing this, Maoli's eyes showed some fighting spirit.

……

ps: "Ask for a monthly ticket~"

(End of this chapter)