Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 418 Two More Games
After taking a deep breath, Maori tapped the tennis ball. At this moment, all his energy and thoughts were condensed to the extreme.

There was nothing else in his eyes except Zongyan and the tennis ball in his hand.

"My serve is coming, Zongyan-kun..."

Toss the ball and take off.

boom!
Maori's movements were extremely fast when swinging the racket. Before he could finish his words, the tennis ball in his hand had already entered Zongyan's half.

"Haha...Senior can actually use these tricks to steal rhythm points..."

Seeing Maori's actions, Zongyan smiled softly.

boom!
His foot slid to the left, his wrist flipped, and he hit Maori's serve directly with a sharp blow.

Under Zongyan's precise control of the ball, the tennis ball was directly pressed against Maori's diagonal bottom line.

Returning such a high-speed serve is simply relaxing and enjoyable for Zongyan.

"The speed is very fast. If Liu's information is correct, the power of this ball should be very strong, but... I can catch up!"

There was wind at Mori Jusaburo's feet, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the tennis ball.

boom!
With a flick of his wrist, he removed part of the power of the tennis ball, and then he pushed off the ground with all his strength.

The tennis ball was drawn by the racket in a perfect straight arc and fell towards Zongyan's bottom line.

"Well done, Senior Mori!"

Maori's reaction at this moment showed his amazing comprehensiveness and talent, and his timing was just right.

However, just when they thought Maori was finally going to score.

boom!
With a flash of dim light, Zong Yan's figure appeared on the baseline. His body slightly turned sideways, and his stretched arms drove the racket downward at high speed.

Dots of golden light rippled, wrapping the tennis ball and then the net.

The tennis ball brought with it a fierce wind pressure, and after being drawn into a straight line and refracted at an angle, it accurately hit the angle between Mori Jusaburo's bottom line and the sideline.

"What an amazing strength. And is this a simplification of the last move he used during the match with Yukimura?"

Mori's good mental strength allowed him to see things that others did not see.

The faint golden light made a gleam appear in his eyes.

Moving forward quickly, Maori quickly judged in his mind that this ball could not be returned in a conventional way.

Waiting for him like that would definitely result in his racket being knocked off.

therefore.

boom!
The moment the tennis ball hit the ground and bounced, Maori's body was already straddling the landing point. The racket rotated in his hand, and then he hit it horizontally. He bent his arm and slashed at the bouncing tennis ball.

The powerful destructive power was instantly transmitted from the racket frame to his wrist.

However, Maori, who had a good strength attribute, still stabilized his wrist, kicked his right foot back violently, exerted all his strength, and used an attack method like a tangerine flat ball.

"Senior Maori, I didn't expect that your mental attributes and strength attributes are so equal. But even if you have the best talent, how long can you last if you don't work hard to develop and maintain it?"

Seeing that Maori actually noticed the abnormality and immediately made changes, Zongyan was also surprised by his talent.

However, he was surprised, but Zong Yan did not stop.

With a step of his foot, a faint realm of darkness appeared. With a little tip of his toe, Zongyan already appeared in the path of the tennis ball.

Zongyan did not wait for the tennis ball to hit the ground to weaken the power before fighting back, but struck another slash at the tennis ball.

The target was the gap in the steps of Mori Jusaburo who had not yet recovered after making a large movement in response to the previous ball.

A ray of light flew out from under his crotch instantly.

Bang!
"Munehiko Saeki scored, the score was 15-0."

"Such speed and movement...Mouri-senpai was completely suppressed by Saeki Munuhiko!"

"This guy Saeki Munuhiko can actually suppress Mori-senpai in what he is best at. It seems like he is getting stronger and stronger!"

Sanada and Yukimura's eyes were fixed on Saeki Munuhiko's back. They knew very well how fast Mouri's reaction was.

Moreover, when he faced off against Saeki Munuhiko, he did not show such speed, but now he was already faster than Mori.

"Genichiro, it seems our training is not enough!"

Munuhiko's improved strength once again gave Yukimura a sense of urgency. At this time, he looked back at the people in the rest area behind him, and uncharacteristically snatched away Sanada's favorite Uchimaki words.However, Sanada did not refute this, because he thought so too.

boom!
"Game, Fudomine Saeki Munuhiko scored, the score is 3-0."

……

boom!
"Lihai Big Mori scored, the score is 15-30."

Although the score showed an absolute crushing attitude, from the perspective of ordinary viewers, what they saw was that the two men were fighting fiercely.

Suddenly, Maori, who had been unable to catch up with the counterattack, stretched his wrist a few centimeters in an instant.

Then with the help of inertia, he lifted the tennis ball forward and landed directly in Zongyan's backcourt.

He finally got a small point from Zong Yan.

On the sidelines of the court, there is a large rest area in Lihai.

"Whoosh..."

Mori sat on the coaching bench very tired, and Yukimura next to him handed him a towel and water.

"Senior Maori, what do you think?"

"Yukimura, I feel the same way you felt in the Kanto Tournament before. You are really a very strong opponent."

After hearing Yukimura's question, Maori wet the towel with water, put it on his head, and said calmly.

"Yes, senior! He is indeed Rikkai's biggest opponent, but having such an opponent and defeating them is the most wonderful thing, isn't it?"

Yukimura's face remained calm. The pressure brought by Saeki Munuhiko suffocated them, but also allowed them to see the further elegance of tennis.

Mauli nodded, pulled off the towel, picked up the racket and walked onto the court again.

"Yukimura, I won't give in so easily!"

At this time, in the Fudo Peak area, Hanamura Aoi didn't feel much pressure. Looking at Zongyan who was lightly sipping to replenish water, she said softly:

"I didn't expect Li Hai's gross profit to be so great. If you weren't fighting alone, Keith wouldn't be safe enough..."

Zongyan nodded. Hanamura Aoi was sitting on the coaching bench and could definitely see clearly. What Mouri just showed was indeed better than many junior high school students.

"Coach, I said, I will win the championship!"

After saying that, he put down the water glass in his hand and returned to the court calmly.

……

On the field.

After a short break, the game continued.

Seeing Saeki Munuhiko preparing to serve again, Mori Jusaburo once again glanced at the position where the previous ball landed.

Standing in the service receiving area, bending his knees and squatting slightly, Maori's eyelids were drooped, and there was a look of thought in his eyes.

Zong Yan's explosive serve is very powerful, but there is no ball in this world that is absolutely unbreakable.

Although Zongyan's serve was fast before, the move was indeed very similar to Sanada's, and after adapting to the fast two games, he already had an idea of ​​catching this move.

boom!
"ACE, Munehiko Saeki scores, 40-15."

……

boom!
"Game, Fudomine Middle School Saeki Munuhiko, 4-0."

However, Zongyan, who had taken precautions against Maori's mobile joints, directly placed the serve point slightly away from Maori this time, and directly won his serve again.

The Fudomine first-year students outside the court also shouted wildly when they saw Zongyan showing off his power to win another game.

"Two more games!"

"Two more games!"

……

ps: "Ask for a monthly ticket~"

(End of this chapter)