Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 467 Yukimura and Chico

"Hey, hey, hey, why do I feel like this kid got even more excited when he heard that the other party is very powerful?"

Daqu twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Daqu, have you forgotten that the junior high school students in the past two days all achieved outstanding results?"

Shuji Taneshima, who was observing with squinted eyes, suddenly said: "Keigo Atobe defeated the leader of the Australian team, and Kunimitsu Tezuka defeated the leader of the South African team."

"Oh, so that's it, but you can't win all the games just by relying on youth and passion!"

Daqu Ryuuji, who has experienced polishing, no longer has the mentality of becoming extremely passionate just because of a word. What he values ​​​​more is responsibility and ability.

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On the court, two young men who also looked gentle stood in front of the net and looked at each other. A breeze blew by, and smiles appeared on their faces at the same time...

"Please advise!"

"Please advise!"

In the players' rest area at this time, Reinhardt's face was very casual, although he knew that the junior high school student from Neon was not weak.

But he is also very clear about Balentin's strength. Among America's junior high school students, he is also one of the best. The only one who can be stronger than him is probably Echizen Ryuya...

Reinhardt glanced at Long Ya. Although he didn't know the player's true strength and details about the player with the same surname recommended by the head coach.

But the vague sense of danger cannot be faked.

It is not something that ordinary people can do to make Reinhard himself feel the danger. It is precisely the existence of Long Ya that allows him to naturally hide their true strength in the exchange competition.

"Boss, that little guy in Neon opposite is very dangerous in tennis. Is Balentin okay?"

Like Reinhardt, he came to Neon's Duduo Kingdom in advance, and he was also very familiar with the strength of several junior high school students.

In previous national competitions, Yukimura had left a deep impression on him and had an understanding of his tennis style.

There may not be much danger to him, but Balentin, who has just been discovered, is still a bit dangerous.

"Believe that kid Chico, he has never lost to anyone of his own age.
Even if his opponent can use dangerous tricks like annihilating the five senses, Chico's changeable playing style might just be able to restrain his tennis? "

Seeing the worry on Dudu O'Bando's face, Reinhard smiled and said.

"Well, boss, maybe you're right."

Dudu O'Bondo nodded. This little guy who just joined had a very similar temperament to him. He didn't want the other party to lose.

And just like Ralph said, in this match, after experiencing the opponent's tennis, Balentin can take himself one step further...

On the court, the two guessed the end first and each returned to the bottom line.

"The three-match singles match begins. Chico Balentin serves first, and the game ends!"

The referee climbed onto the high chair and announced loudly.

"I never expected that my opponent would be you, Seiichi Yukimura, the Son of God!"

"Are you the same age again? I heard from the boss that your tennis is very dangerous, so let me give it a try!"

Chico's momentum exploded, and his original gentle image changed. As he prepared an attack posture, his powerful momentum overwhelmingly pressed towards the survivors on the opposite side.

Yukimura frowned slightly. Although this kind of mental pressure would not cause much trouble to him, it would also slow down his reaction.

After sensing the other party's intention, Yukimura's eyes flashed with silver light, directly canceling it out. After hearing the other party's words, Yukimura's voice was firm and confident:
"Chico, I also want to learn about your tennis. As for whether it's dangerous or not, I think the score will be more convincing."

The polite yet domineering words made even Chico, his opponent, feel good about him.

"Okay, I'm ready to start."

Chico narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

"Just let me... show you your tennis."

The silver light in Yukimura's purple pupils kept flashing.

His body was slightly crouched, ready for all the hair extensions.

Ta…ta…ta…ta…

On the service line in the backcourt, the tennis ball is being gently pressed by Chico. His movement is not large, but it seems to connect it with the audience on the court.

Every strike seemed to resonate in the hearts of the audience outside the venue.

As he continued to strike, the momentum accumulated in his body became stronger and stronger.

However, Chico Balentin's expression was still calm. Even Reinhardt in the player area nodded slightly when he saw this scene, full of appreciation.

"To be able to have such momentum..."

Everyone in Neon also noticed this change. Daqu Ryuji looked around and was slightly surprised: "It is indeed like Zongyan said, the other party does not look simple!"

"Yukimura..."

Hearing the seniors around him say this, even someone as steady as Sanada felt a little more worried about Yukimura.

"A changing style of play?"

Seeing the powerful momentum shown by Balentin on the court, everyone thought at the same time what Zongyan said about the opponent's changeability. I am afraid that what is shown now is not his reality.

"It seems that your playing style is a bit rough and wild, but it must be your disguise." Yukimura did not pay attention to the opponent's change, but became more vigilant in his heart.Bang!
Just as Yukimura's thoughts fluctuated, a golden light suddenly appeared, and the tennis ball shot out from Chico's racket.

Hissing cyclone flow.

The tennis ball accurately hit the corner of Yukimura's hair return, paused for a few seconds, and then bounced high towards the face.

"What an intense American topspin!"

Of course Yukimura is not unfamiliar with this kind of serve. Aku Tsujin is a good player in this kind of American tennis, but being familiar with it does not mean that the opponent is not a threat.

Moreover, this was the first time he had seen such a fast topspin serve with such a tricky angle.

Zongyan's mouth twitched outside the court. This style is completely an 'outside-spin serve'!

However, this name has not yet been linked to Echizen Ryoma for publicity. It belongs to the serving technique of Echizen Nanjiro from a long time ago.

After seeing the power of the ball on the court, Yukimura's face became slightly solemn, and his feet moved, taking half a step back with his left foot.

boom!
As he waved his arm, Yukimura turned his wrist and slashed hard with the racket where he was looking straight ahead.

This seemingly dangerous attack was easily defused.

"Well done, but the game doesn't end just after catching the ball!"

However, when the tennis ball flew over the middle net, a beautiful figure with blond hair blocked the tennis ball's path.

The corners of Chico's mouth smiled slightly, and his narrowed eyes showed the cunningness of a successful conspiracy. He raised his arm and his aura surged again.

pat~
Just when Yukimura was concentrating and preparing to meet his ferocious attack, his violent swing stopped when he touched the tennis ball.

Slightly lower pressure on the racket gently sends the tennis ball over the net.

Short lob at the net.

"Chico Balentin scores, the score is 15-0."

……

"It's actually a fake move to lob the ball?"

Shiraishi Kuranosuke opened his mouth with a surprised expression on his face.

To be honest, even he thought the other party would launch a ferocious attack just now.

After all, it's such a good opportunity, and it's the first goal to show your momentum. No matter how you look at it, it's a good opportunity to suppress your opponent.

All we can say is, is he worthy of Chico Balentin, who has a variety of styles?
Not only Shiraishi, but also the surrounding Fuji, Tachibana and others reacted the same way.

This feeling of coming to an abrupt end is like opening a folder and preparing to taste it, and then I feel like this is it?

Dull!

"I'm afraid...the other party was not just pretending."

Irie Jiang's face was solemn, and he felt something unusual.

"Senior Irie is right, the guy opposite has been taking action from the very beginning!"

Saeki Munuhiko also heightened his senses, observed the game on the field, and felt something strange.

boom!
On the court, Balentin continued to serve. This time it was not a powerful technique, but a very simple straight serve.

However, when the tennis ball flew into the air, it suddenly started to spin slightly, and then the speed suddenly accelerated, and the second stage accelerated.

It fell to the ground quickly, and at the moment of landing, the left side rotated sharply, causing the angle of the tennis ball to deflect and bounce directly towards Yukimura's backhand.

"Huh? How can it still be like this..."

Yukimura raised his eyebrows slightly. He had not seen the subtlety of this serve until now, especially the accuracy of landing and pressing the line.

This made him, who has always been pursuing the essence of tennis, shine in his eyes.

"He is truly a world tennis player!"

Yukimura had a feeling of enlightenment, but since the competition was taking place at the moment, Yukimura had no choice but to put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind.

Faced with this kind of attack on the blind spot of the backhand, Yukimura did not use conventional methods to catch it.

He made an extremely light turn, then pulled his backhand, and the racket lightly collided with the tennis ball.

boom!
Observation, decision-making, and swinging the racket, the whole process was done in one go, without any redundancy. Kuranosuke Shiraishi watched on the sidelines in fascination.

However, Zong Yan beside him frowned again at this moment.

"Senior Irie, does he know what the other side is doing?"

He discovered that every time Chico Balentin swung the racket, his momentum would change.

At this time, Yukimura's body, his reflex nerves, or his eyes will temporarily stagnate.

"Yukimura's reflex senses are clouded."

Irie pondered for a moment, and a bright light flashed on his round lenses.

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(End of this chapter)