Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 530 Full of brilliance of true love

Returning to the baseline service area, the dim light and white light around Saeki Munuhiko continued to flicker.

Ordinary people can't see it, but powerful people like Byodoin Phoenix and Duke Watanabe have noticed it in advance.

When Munuhiko Saeki and Camus walked to the court net, the confrontation had already begun.

Both parties are also people involved in the field of spiritual power.

Although they were going in completely different directions, when the two confronted each other secretly, they exuded the kind of spiritual aura.

But it quietly infected most of the audience present.

Camus is like the warm and warm sunshine, constantly emitting light and heat.

But Soeki Sohiko is like a secluded spring, an abyss.

Where he stood, the whole person formed a field of absolute darkness, constantly swallowing up all the surrounding eyes, emotions, and the light and heat coming from Camus on the opposite court.

As the confrontation between the two became more intense, other Neon players on the sidelines also felt it.

Seeing that these two people were already engaged in a mental confrontation, everyone in the Neon Team also held their breath.

The voices of the audience gradually became lower, and the air pressure in the entire stadium seemed to begin to decrease.

Obviously the game hasn't started yet, but their collision has been so intense.

In the French resting area, Tristan Barthe's eyes flickered. He looked at the man who defeated him two years ago and said with emotion:

"Munehiko Saeki... is really amazing. From the moment he came on the stage, he attracted the attention of everyone. Even Camus' love influence seemed to have no effect on him."

"Senior Tristan is right. That guy, who is about the same age as me, is already so powerful..."

Hearing Tristan's heartfelt praise, Jonel San George's mouth twitched slightly, even if he was actually facing the Neon Team now.

But he still found it difficult to accept that the opponent's leader was a junior high school student.

There are junior high school students on both sides, why is the other side so showy?

……

Munehiko Saeki, who was on the court, certainly ignored the gossip outside the court. At this moment, he was standing sideways, his whole body focused on the tennis ball being tapped.

Continuously facing the generals of various countries has really tempered his lack of training after entering the second stage.

He had never felt so good at this moment. His posture and movements became quite elegant at this moment, and the rhythm of pressing the tennis ball seemed to be playing.

until a certain moment.

Snapped!

Zongyan gently grasped the rebounding tennis ball with his palm.

Sunlight shines through the glass at the top of the venue, refracting golden light towards the court.

Like strips of golden thread, driving away the flying clouds and flowing mist, they shine on Zong Yan's body. At this moment, Zong Yan, who is bathed in the sun, has a layer of faint light all over his body.

Darkness and light intertwined, making him look like a god.

"coming!"

Looking up at Camus's position, Zongyan said with a smile.

As his words fell, Zong Yan's body began to spread a wave of spiritual power along his half.

Swish!

Zongyan threw the ball up, and a ball of dark light hidden in the dazzling golden sunlight enveloped the tennis ball. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the tennis ball as it slowly soared upwards.

Unknowingly, a completely different realm of dark spiritual world was quietly constructed.

Across the court, Camus found himself suddenly in a completely dark world.

Everything around him has disappeared, except for the silver-white figure in front and the full moon that condenses the ultimate light and darkness.

The second-stage domain was released by Zong Yan from the beginning.

In Camus's eyes, as Saeki Munehiko threw up the tennis ball, a dark curtain swallowed up everything around him.

Wisps of light overflowed from Zongyan's huge full moon, and the tennis ball thrown upward seemed to turn into a black hole that absorbed the light.

As the black tennis ball rose into the sky, getting higher and higher, until finally all the light around it disappeared.

Camus' expression changed slightly.

Ice-cold murderous intent came from the tennis balls, and the temperature on the court began to drop, even the skin felt like it was being torn apart by the cold wind.

There was a loud bang, as if the light of a knife tore through the endless darkness.

Camus only saw a flash of light and shadow, cutting through the endless darkness. He also broke free from the shackles of darkness and returned to the court again.

When Camus came to his senses, Zongyan had already ended his serve and walked towards the service area on the other side.

A cold wind blew in the air, and the mustard-yellow tennis ball hit the iron net behind him and rolled to his feet.

"Wh...what!!"

Camus looked shocked. He just saw a flash of darkness and felt a cut on the skin of his legs. Was everything over?

"Referee, aren't you going to report the score?"

Walking to the diagonal service area, Zong Yan asked the referee on the high chair in a flat tone.

As all aspects have entered the second stage, the once unique serving technique has now undergone amazing changes.

Facing Camus, he was very serious in this game, so the referee inevitably fell into his dark field.

I haven't recovered yet at this moment.

"Ah...oh...ok!"

The referee quickly looked at the camera crew. After receiving their signal, he swallowed and reported the score.

"A...ACE, Neons, 15-0."

Camus frowned slightly, but he hadn't noticed the mystery yet.

However, he still moved slightly back half a step, wanting to leave some room to react to Zongyan's high-speed serve.

After all, he knew that the Neon team also had a more intelligent Mach who served very fast.

So it's quite appropriate to have such a knee-jerk reaction. But what Zongyan plays is not super-speed tennis...

boom!

"Ok?"

However, there was another gap between darkness and light and shadow. In just a blink of an eye, Camus saw Zongyan walking towards the diagonal teeing area again.

Camus looked down and saw the mustard-yellow tennis ball lying quietly behind him again.

This time Camus really felt that something was wrong. Even if the opponent's ball speed was very fast, it was impossible for him to not notice it.

Moreover, this is not the first time Saeki Munuhiko's serving skill has appeared, and his previous serves were not so fast.

How did Camus know that this serve was made by Zongyan combining several of his strongest serving moves?

There is both the ultra-high-speed field of chopping and serving, and the mental interference of light and shadow. The first appearance shocked Camus.

……

"ACE! Neon Team, 40:0.":

……

"ACE! Team Neon, 1:0."

"Both sides change game!"

After only four serves, Zong Yan won his serve effortlessly.

The four ACEs not only shocked Camus, but also made many French people find it difficult to accept.

The name Saeki Munuhiko was not unfamiliar to them, but this figure who was only in his third year of junior high school once again attracted everyone's attention.

Under the sunlight, the magnanimity and brilliance of the other person made people no longer dare to look at him.

"This is fake! I must not have woken up yet!"

"Camus was hit with ACEs consecutively, how is that possible!"

However, the emotions of these people did not affect Camus at all. At this time, he only had a racket in his hands and only tennis balls in his eyes.

During the change of court, he did not have any eye contact with Zongyan. He just leaned against the racket with his ear, seemingly listening to the sound of the racket.

"So that's how it is..."

No matter what others think, he has learned the secret of Zongyan's serve from his 'lover'.

"Then work hard with me, darling."

……

It was Camus' turn to serve.

Zongyan squatted half-crouched, staring at the figure on the other side of the court who was tapping the tennis ball.

Camus' posture and movements were even more serious than before.

And after holding the tennis ball, he didn't rush to throw it. Instead, he put the tennis ball to his mouth and kissed it deeply.

Zong Yan frowned slightly, his pious posture seemed to be treating his lover.

"Honey, I love you."

The next moment, the tennis ball was thrown upward by him.

His right arm was stretched and raised, and the racket was raised at an angle.

Something seemed to be touched, and the next moment, his entire body was enveloped in a layer of light filled with love.

The soft pink light forms a heart shape, which seems to bring infinite beauty and longing to people, making those who see it want to immerse themselves in it.

"Glory..."

Zong Yan opened his mouth slightly in surprise: "Is this another way to use it seamlessly? No, it shouldn't be."

Zongyan's keen mental power allowed him to instantly sense the aura contained in it, which was Camus' own absolute belief and obsession.

"This is a usage somewhat similar to the path of Zeus and I...but it also contains the path of Tianyi..."

Realizing this, Zong Yan's eyes became solemn.

Zongyan's own path and that of Zeus are actually areas opened up by combining the path of spiritual power with his own characteristics.

However, after initially coming into contact with Camus' brilliance, Zongyan could clearly feel that the other party gave up on this path after realizing Tianyi.

And carried out subversive transformation of Tianyi.

At this time, he finally understood why others said Camus was deviant and subverting tradition.

Such brilliance is evident.

It can be said that Camus and Zongyan are very similar in that they are also constantly seeking within themselves.

Zongyan himself could not understand selflessness, and he did not force it, because he believed that his constant digging into the darkness would not make him weaker than selflessness.

The same goes for Camus.

Although Zongyan still doesn't understand what wonderful changes have taken place in him, this kind of brilliance has the confidence to compete with Tianyi's brilliance.

boom!

It was as if the audience's vision and hearing were misplaced. Only when the tennis ball had disappeared did they clearly hear the sound of Camus' hitting the ball just now.

Bang bang.

The tennis ball, wrapped in pure white light, bounced straight past Munuhiko Saeki's side.

……

ps: "After I finished writing Camus, I went back to Neon. There are still only two chapters today. My hands are freezing when I come back to type on the keyboard at night~"

　It’s so difficult. The temperature dropped suddenly. The day before yesterday it was still more than ten degrees, and the sun was shining brightly. However, yesterday it suddenly reached two or three degrees, and the wind was blowing hard. When I went home at night and typed on the keyboard, my fingers were frozen. I wrote this. But it’s really hard, and now I miss the days when there was heating in the north.

　　Let's see if I can give you more updates on the weekend. Go to bed early. I feel a little cold after blowing all day~ Everyone please keep warm.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)