Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 495 Quasi-Professional

"The following is about to begin, the one-two match between the Neon team and the England team."

"Munehiko Saeki of Neon Team vs. Rod Laver of England Team!"

"Please play both sides of the game."

……

On the court, the two stood face to face.

Rod Laver looked at Munuhiko Saeki's young face and felt a little uncomfortable when he remembered his opponent's performance in the last World Championship.

Although the opponent was defeated by Amadeus at that time, he did not sink. Instead, he was now in front of him.

There was even a rumor before that Saeki Munuhiko had entered the second stage.

Rod Laver originally scoffed at such a statement.

After all, he has just overcome it with difficulty now, so he is very aware of the difficulty involved.

However, when he really faced Zong Yan, he felt the dangerous energy, and a voice in his heart reminded him that the news was probably true.

This made Rod Laver's face turn blue and white, and while muttering, he blurted out the quintessence of England. ,

"Fuck!"

Rod Laver made a fist with his left hand and squeezed the handle of the racket with his right hand, venting his frustration.

He didn't expect Saeki Munuhiko to take this step at such an age. It felt like he had trained his own dog.

Because both Zongyan and Rod Laver were thinking about their own affairs.

Neither of them had the slightest idea of ​​stepping forward to shake hands.

At the referee's signal, Zongyan said his choice of side, guessing the side of the coin.

As the coin was thrown high by the referee and then landed on the ground with a clang, Rod Laver picked up his racket and walked to his serving line.

After reaching the baseline, he calmly took out a tennis ball from his pocket, pressed the tennis ball with his long and powerful fingertips and tapped it twice on the ground.

Then he raised his head and glanced at Munuhiko's position, and showed a solemn smile to Saeki Munuhiko.

boom!
The tennis ball was thrown up and the string made a crisp sound.

Rod Laver doesn't have any fancy moves at all. He has begun to receive professional education, and everything he pursues is very simple.

When the tossing action just appeared, the tennis racket had already landed on the receiving baseline of Zongyan's half.

The tennis he plays is not only very fast, but also at very tricky angles.

Moreover, Zongyan was sure at just one glance that the other party must have watched the video of his game.

Because the golf course he played was almost one of the golf courses Saeki Munuhiko disliked dealing with the most.

Simple, efficient and full of power.

Zong Yan's eyes moved, and there was seriousness in his eyes.

"As expected of a quasi-professional player..."

stomping on...

Munehiko Saeki stepped on the ground. He had been recovering from his injuries and had not been able to catch up with the expedition in the second half of the second grade. He felt that his body was about to get rusty.

Now that he came to Europe, he encountered such an opponent. Zongyan just used him to adapt to the intensity of professional competitions.

So Zongyan didn't want to reveal too much from the beginning.

boom!
After catching up with the tennis ball, he stretched the racket downwards and pulled it up. The tennis ball that had just bounced off the ground was pulled back diagonally by waving his strong arms.

"So fast!"

"Is this Zongyan's strength now?"

"What, the guy on the opposite side can actually catch the captain's ball?"

The members of the Neon team and the England team who were watching the game from the sidelines all had their eyes widened at this moment.The performance of the two on the court was really amazing. Although they didn't show as many powerful tricks as other times, this return to nature of tennis was enough to shock them.

After all, many people in the Neon team didn't even see Rod Laver's serve just now.

From the England team's perspective, the mustard-yellow ball that had just appeared violently in Saeki Munuhiko's half actually passed through Rod Laver's crotch at a faster speed under Munuhiko's blow. .

Facing such an opponent, you must not retreat, otherwise you will be caught in a weak point and defeated.

Since the opponent's attack is a show of force, he must also respond.

This was Munehiko Saeki's response.

After all, when it comes to provoking opponents in tennis, Zongyan can be said to be one of the best in the Neon Team.

Compared with the powerful response of Zongyan when facing other opponents, the power of the counterattack of this ball is not particularly powerful.

But crotch wear is still extremely insulting.

Rod Laver, who was aware of Zong Yan's intention, his smiling face suddenly turned gloomy, and his sullen eyes were full of coldness.

As if out of anger, his angry eyelids trembled slightly.

However, Rod Laver reacted quickly and his steps were very flexible. He first lifted his right foot and took a big step back.

Then with the help of this retreating force, the whole person jumped back, and his sideways body provided him with a space to fight back.

With one leap and one leap, and with a twist of the body, he resolved the crisis and provocation caused by Zongyan's ball with a simple and efficient gesture.

However, there was a trace of anger in Rod Laver's heart at this moment. With his raised arm and racket, he made a wonderful short volley against the bouncing tennis ball.

"The movements are good and the foundation is not bad, but one step is slow and the other is slow. Let me teach you this lesson. You're welcome!"

Saeki Munuhiko's face was expressionless, and after a chuckle, he said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure had already arrived in front of the net.

The opponent's counterattack just flew over the middle net.

Instead of using a strong stroke, Zongyan used a short ball with a slight pad.

"what?!"

In the astonished eyes of Rod Laver, Saeki Munuhiko's return ball fell gently.

Seizing the opportunity, he released the short ball with ease and instantly gave Zongyan the first point to break serve.

"15-0, Neon's Munehiko Saeki scores."

The referee accurately reported the score. Zongyan smiled lightly after finishing the shot, and then returned to his receiving area again.

Opposite the stadium.

Breathe in... exhale...

Rod Laver took a deep breath and then exhaled it gently, calming down a little. It was just the first ball. The previous process was originally a process of testing each other.

After reaching the bottom line, he twisted slightly under his feet, took out the tennis ball and started hitting it again, taking this opportunity to adjust his condition.

Rod Laver received a very good elite education. After just one or two balls, he quickly gave up his mentality of looking down on Mongyan.

At least the short contact allowed him to know that Zong Yan's foundation was extremely solid.

Moreover, through the intelligence collected from various aspects and the game videos, he also made it very clear that this seemingly harmless boy was not as gentle as he appeared.

If he is careless, he may become a laughing stock before he has truly entered a career.

……

ps: "After this game, I plan to give the protagonist a nickname~"

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