Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 420 Champion, the Glory of the Black Legion
Everyone in Tatekai University looked at Jusaburo Mori running on the court, unleashing his full strength that they had never seen before.

The heart that had become a little quiet after originally thinking that it would be defeated, now became hot again.

With such seniors charging for them from the front, what excuse do they have to give up?

Therefore, inspired by the spirit of Maori, everyone in Likai stood up from their positions.

……

boom!
"Game, Tachibana Omouri Jusaburo scores, 1-4!"

Seeing that Mouri actually recovered a round from Zongyan with great difficulty, Tachibana who originally wanted to cheer loudly suddenly covered his mouth.

At this time, Maori was sleeping. If they cheered and woke him up, it would be a sin.

However, their eyes were full of hope at this moment.

However, Zongyan didn't pay attention to this. He looked at Maori with eyes full of praise. There was actually someone who could reach this point without training.

"It's really a genius!"

After constantly playing against each other, he had a full understanding of Maori's strength.

His previous prediction was correct. With his unreserved outburst, Jusaburo Mori was indeed the strongest among the junior high school students except him.

Maoli kept swinging the racket on the court like crazy, and every ball was clean and without any delay.

However, the snoring sound coming from his body made him seem out of place on this golf course.

"However, if this is all we can do, it won't solve any problems. It's really not easy to force you into such a state."

"However, your tennis career poses no threat to me. The experience session ends here!"

Dark rays of light emanated from Zong Yan's physical strength, and the Qi that had been accumulated in Zong Yan's body also filled the entire audience.

boom!
Another ball fell, with a flash of light, and the tennis ball once again flew out of Maori's baseline.

"Game, Fudomine Saeki Munuhiko scores, the score is 5-1!"

……

last ball.

"Mouri Juzaburo, just take your talent and sink in the darkness!"

There was a glowing black light in his eyes, and the entire stadium seemed to be shrouded in a dark veil.

However, Mori, who fell asleep, could not see this.

But even if he can't see it, there is only one spark left of the flame seeds that have filled Maori's heart.

Dreams are full of branches and night songs!

boom!
A burst of terrifying purple-black light whizzed by, and Maori's sleeping figure suddenly stiffened, then his body went limp and he collapsed on the court.

"Game, Fudomine Middle School Saeki Munuhiko wins, the score is 6-1!"

Seeing Mouri collapse to the ground, the referee immediately stepped forward to check. After discovering that the opponent was unconscious due to "loss of strength", he allowed the tall man to enter.

"Senior Maori..."

The little seaweed outside the court took the lead, rushed into the court, and lifted up the collapsed Mori. Then Sanada, Niou, Marui and others also entered the court and surrounded Mori.

"Huh...huh...ahem..."

Across the court, Maori, who had fallen into a coma, was awakened by everyone.

The moment he woke up, the severe pain, the disadvantages of physical exertion and the detonated negative emotions all appeared on his body.

After waking up, Maoli couldn't say a word for a long time, and could only breathe heavily.

Drops of sweat kept coming out of his body and dripping down.

As a singles player, Maori's physical strength is indeed his weakness, especially in best-of-three games.

Although this match with Zong Yan was only one set to decide the outcome, he almost unleashed all of himself.

Whether it is joint dislocation or sleep state, it is a combination of physical talent and mental power.

(Note: I searched for this ability for a long time in the description I read, and found that it is mental power, which seems to be to endure and suppress pain.)
Mori is the type who will cheer up and ignite in the face of adversity, and endure the severe pain of dislocated joints to concentrate on the game.

He is the type who can better demonstrate his strength when facing an opponent stronger than himself.

However, Mori's extremely rare burst of full strength actually encountered Saeki Munuhiko.

Looking at the smiling figure opposite, Maoli seemed to recall the pain just now, and his heart kept sinking.

"It turns out that this is the feeling of despair and powerlessness Yukimura experienced at that time..."

With the help of his teammates, he struggled to stand up.

Mori, who originally regarded tennis as a game, really exploded when facing Saeki Munuhiko, but he failed to wait for the happiness of tennis that he wanted.

Instead, what he gained was pain, which made him very uncomfortable.Of course, the changes in mentality cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

"Senior Maori, thank you for your hard work. It was a wonderful game!"

"You're awesome, Saeki!"

Maori came to the net, looked at Zongyan, shook hands and smiled.

Although he tried his best, he was still defeated. Saeki Munuhiko's strength made him convinced that he had lost, and for the first time, he had the urge to catch up with someone.

Zongyan looked at the faint fighting spirit in Maori's eyes, and he knew that his approach might indeed have some effect.

"Senior, as long as you stick to tennis, we will meet again soon!"

"Ok?"

Mao Li was a little confused by Zong Yan's words, but he still nodded subconsciously.

……

The matter did not end. After Zongyan shook hands with Maori, it did not end.

All the players from both sides off the court also came to the net at the referee's signal, and the two sides stood in a row facing each other.

"This national competition ends here!"

When both sides were in place, the referee raised one hand high, then waved it down towards Fudo Peak and said loudly:
"The winner of this national competition final is Fudomine Middle School, with a total score of three wins and two losses!"

"The winner of the national competition, Fudomine!"

"Oh oh oh!"

"Well done Fudomine!"

"The Black Legion does not move the peak!"

“I didn’t expect that this year it would be really dark at Fudo Peak.”

As soon as the referee made the final announcement, the audience burst into cheers.

In the Fudong Peak area, many people hugged each other and cried with joy.

……

"Minister, deputy minister, it's your turn to take the stage!"

Turning his head and looking at Tachibana Ping and Keith, as well as Aoi Hanamura standing outside, Zongyan took a breath and said loudly:

"Come on, Coach, Tachibana, Keith, we all won this honor together, let's lift it together."

"Ah."

Several people were not polite and took the pole with the winning flag from the organizer.

Pull the flag up.

In an instant, this huge black gold-based flag with a red victory flag fluttered.

"we won!"

"Fudo Peak! Fudo Peak! Fudo Peak!"

Under the leadership of Zongyan and others, Fudomine's members shouted in unison.

The sound seemed to be contagious and spread throughout the stadium.

Many spectators also cheered along with their rhythm.

'"How does it feel to enjoy this victory and glory?"

"This feeling of victory is really good."

Touching the winning pattern on the flag, Ibu Fukaji suppressed his excitement and said calmly.

Hearing this, Zongyan turned his head and looked at the team members around him. He was very excited when he saw them. He took advantage of the situation and said:

"Then remember this feeling of victory, we will still stand here next year!"

"Correct!"

"Consecutive crown!"

"We want to defend our title!"

……

ps: "Ask for a monthly ticket~"

(End of this chapter)