Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 419 go all out
"It really doesn't give people any chance to breathe."

Standing in the backcourt, Mori Jusaburo raised his eyes and glanced at Zongyan. This was the first time he felt such strong suppression.

That horrible feeling of suffocation made it extremely difficult for him to move.

"But...if I just give up and admit defeat in front of a junior like you, then I would be really inferior!"

boom!
The tennis ball screamed and shot out of Jusaburo Mori's racket in an instant.

At the same time, Maori's movements did not stop, and the rhythm of his footsteps began to accelerate. He lowered his body like a cheetah and nimbly rushed towards the net.

"You're not sure yet, but you still want to serve and hit the net?"

Zong Yan only glanced at it and easily noticed Mao Li's intention. After all, such a move was too obvious.

"If you want to win by speed and Internet access... then, I'll help you!"

Zong Yan smiled coldly, took two steps across, and directly caught the flying tennis ball with his forehand.

Bang!
As soon as the muscles of his arms were twisted, the muscles showed streamlined lines. Zongyan raised his arms slightly, and the tennis ball flew directly towards the backcourt of the other half of Mouri's court.

The best counterattack when faced with a net attack is to attack the opponent's backcourt.

Moreover, although the angle of Zongyan's ball is a bit high, the speed is not slow at all. This high-angle shot also shows his ability to control the ball.

"However, with your athletic ability, you should still be able to catch up with such an attack."

Zongyan looked at the opposite side with cold eyes. Maori, who originally ran to the net, quickly changed direction to chase the tennis ball.

"Do you think you can deceive me by using yourself as bait? There should be a follow-up to this move, right? Then you can't help but leak it!!"

Zongyan watched Maoli's movements and saw that he seemed to be reluctant to catch up with the tennis ball. With a slight push, Zongyan quickly ran in one direction.

"Hehe, I was fooled."

Just as Zongyan thought, Maori saw Zongyan's movements from the corner of his eye, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The originally very reluctant action of padding the ball suddenly changed.

There was only a click, and Maori's arm suddenly stretched a few centimeters again. With the inertia of his body turning sharply, his racket was pulled directly horizontally.

boom!
The tennis ball brought out a straight beam of light, flying past Zongyan's moving body.

Boom!
With a muffled sound, the tennis ball raised a cloud of smoke and dust on the ground and was about to fly out of the baseline.

This change of attack by Mori was very exciting, and many people did not expect it.

"Score!"

"No, not yet!"

"What, how is it possible!"

The court seemed to suddenly darken, and Zongyan's figure, who was running to the other side, suddenly disappeared, and the real him appeared behind the tennis ball.

"He dislocated his hand joints and was still able to return the tennis ball in this situation. This is the real talent of Maori-senpai. It is indeed an enviable ability.

However, you just showed it in advance, do you still want to use this trick to continuously score points in my hands? "

Fall out!

Bang!
boom!
The originally dim sky returned to normal, but as Zongyan used this move, smoke and dust rose all over the stadium.

The sound of falling gravel echoed in Maori's backcourt.

"Cough cough cough~~"

"Saeki-kun's tricks are really dangerous!"

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the audience outside the venue saw that the wall behind Mao Li had once again been punched with a large spider crack hole.

The coaches on the high platform are already somewhat used to it. Ever since the Kanto Tournament, Saeki Munuhiko has never played a game without damaging the venue.

Therefore, he did not put the game on hold.

Let tennis take care of the tennis matters!

Seeing that the referee did not pause, Maori was not surprised. He threw up the tennis ball like a normal person and continued his serve again.

……

The two people inside the court continued to play, and the audience outside the court was talking a lot at this moment.

Especially Atobe, who has competed against both of them. "Whether it was Mao Li or Zong Yan, their movements just now were so fast! They seemed to have surpassed me..."

Jibu put a few fingers near his nose, and felt a slight shock in his heart, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He has experienced this kind of gross profit before, and that style without any weaknesses places great restrictions on him.

"If you just show the dislocation style before, you can't beat Zongyan. You should activate another ability, Maori!"

A cold light flashed in Atobe's eyes, but his tone was full of determination.

However, he didn't know that from the beginning, Maori's sleeping posture had already been revealed in front of Zongyan.

It's just that Zong Yan's secret presence is constantly interfering with his spirit, making Maori's ability to suppress his own pain and fall into deep sleep intermittent.

The spiritual battle between the two of them had actually started long ago.

……

"As expected of you, Saeki-kun, but I'm used to this kind of interference that constantly interrupts my sleep state. Your negative will can no longer affect me!"

On the court, Maori seemed to have completed an important stage after serving. He slowly closed his eyes and quickly fell into a state of sleep.

"Oh, it actually suppressed the mental interference, but unfortunately, it's still useless!"

After saying that, Zongyan paused, reached the spot where the tennis ball landed, and swung the racket out.

boom!
The tennis ball flew out, and the next moment it would fly past Mori Kosaburo, who closed his eyes.

At the same time as the tennis ball flew over, Maoli fell into a complete sleep. His body no longer felt stiff and sluggish before, and a layer of gleaming white light appeared on his body.

Maori, who was still sleeping the next second, exploded at an astonishing speed.

After the arm holding the racket clicked a few times, Maori's footsteps left an afterimage.

The slightly curly crimson hair was floating, his feet slid and turned, and his arms moved in an exaggerated arc.

boom!
A golden light exploded in the bottom corner of Zong Yan.

"Inbounds, the score is valid, Juzaburo Mori, 15-30."

……

A ball fell, which immediately caused an uproar in the audience.

Looking at the sleeping Maori, everyone in Fudo Peak subconsciously widened their eyes.

"What's going on with this guy? After falling asleep, he can still play ball?"

First-year Kamio and Ishida exclaimed.

"No, not only can he play ball, but his strength and speed have also been greatly improved in an instant!"

Ju Juping and Keith looked at each other, and both saw the solemnity and fighting spirit in their eyes.

The ability shown by Maori at this moment, especially the disregard for mental oppression and the faint restraint of pure explosion, all touched them a little.

boom!
"30-30."

……

boom!
"40-40."

After entering the sleeping state, Maori exploded with speed and strength far exceeding that of a junior high school student.

And because he was asleep and unable to see, the mental pressure Zongyan gave him was ignored by him.

The two people on the court were moving around, and the sound of hitting the ball came out like a sudden storm.

Sometimes in front of the net, sometimes at the bottom line, there is constant pulling, making scoring this goal seem extremely difficult.

Of course Zongyan's footsteps and strength will not lose to Maori at this time. When the tennis ball is about to fly out of the court, there is a backhand blow, directly hitting the other bottom corner of Maori.

boom!
boom!
Seeing that Zongyan and Maori actually started a protracted battle, and almost every ball was fought, the two sides had to pull the ball at least thirty or forty times.

The originally silent hearts of everyone in Lihai suddenly fluctuated.

Could it be that?
……

ps: "Ask for a monthly ticket~"

(End of this chapter)