Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 531

"15-0!"

This time, the referee quickly announced.

Zongyan's eyes wandered, and he glanced at the ball mark in front of him, and then focused on Camus.

"Haha, I didn't expect that you have such a strong desire for revenge that you actually want to return it!"

Smiling, Zongyan regained his seriousness. He knew very well that this game would not end so easily.

As the referee announced the score, Camus walked to the diagonal tee box.

After kissing his racket and tennis ball passionately again, Camus raised his arm and sent the ball.

A heart appeared, filled with the brilliance of love and attachment. Zongyan wanted to take action, but along with that rapid serve, there was a continuous invasion of the brilliance of love.

Zong Yan's entire body seemed to be stuck in the mud, and his passionate love continued to soften his movements, leaving him unable to react for a moment.

Another ACE ball, 30-0.

"What a unique and unique way of tennis. As expected of you, Camus, the revolutionary of the French tennis way!"

Zong Yan, who truly realized that this path was different from other paths, praised him sincerely in his heart.

He didn't intend to hold anything back at this moment. Since Camus took this game so seriously, he also needed to respond immediately.

As if aware of what Zong Yan was thinking, Camus glanced at Zong Yan with his beautiful glass-like eyes, and then looked at the tennis ball in his hand tenderly.

"Saeki Munuhiko, you'd better use your full strength, otherwise, you won't be able to defeat me and my wife."

Camus looked at the racket in his hand gently and said.

Treating the racket as his wife is Camus' deep love for tennis.

Camus's strength also comes from his pure love.

"Oh, love is finally illusory, only darkness is eternal, and the moon is always bright!"

As Zong Yan's cold words fell, his figure seemed to dim.

Then, like a chain reaction, the rich dark light began to spread outwards with him as its source.

A silver-white figure quietly appeared behind him, with a full moon hanging high in the sky.

After experiencing the battle with Zeus, Zongyan's spiritual fire also made great progress. Later, under the tempering attempts of several opponents, he finally completely changed his path.

With Zongyan's actions, his own dark realm began to spread.

When the darkness came into contact with Camus' brilliance, the two collided fiercely.

Pollution, erosion, assimilation, plunder...

As Yami continued to devour and grow, Zongyan stopped the spread of Camus' brilliance without too much effort and regained control of his half.

At this moment, there are two distinct areas on the court.

One of them is a peaceful area that exudes soft love and a little pink light, and in this half of the field stands a handsome figure with a slender figure.

A face as straight as a sculpture, bright pupils like glass, and platinum slightly curly hair that is half short and half long.

It seems to represent all attachment and beauty.

And in the opposite half of Camus.

It was another completely different scene. As Zong Yan ran and stepped, there was a hint of black arrogance rising, making the moonlight shine even brighter.

Zong Yan's eyes were as calm as water and as dark as abyss.

Where he stood was like a bottomless abyss, a black hole that absorbed everything.

Overbearing and wild, it swallows up all sight and speculation, obliterating all spirits and fields.

The most terrifying thing was Zong Yan's dark golden eyes flashing in the darkness.

His figure seemed to be hidden between darkness and light, only revealing Shura's dark golden eyes, which made people feel frightened.

"This is...light and darkness?!!"

“It’s really light and dark!”

"Can anyone really do such a thing?"

"This junior high school brat from Team Neon actually embarked on the path of merging light and darkness!"

……

When Camus began to show his own path and strength, in the audience, intelligence collectors from various countries looked sideways and began to increase Saeki Munuhiko's danger rating again.

And when Munuhiko Saeki showed his current path, the most surprised person was the French generals, especially Tristan Barthes!

This guy who lost to Zong Yan in the first grade and had always aimed to defeat Zong Yan did not expect that Zong Yan, whom he had not seen for two years, was now so powerful that he needed to look up to him.

For a moment, the light in Tristan Barthe's eyes seemed to dim, but he was the mainstay of France after all.

After a short period of silence, he quickly adjusted his state and his mentality recovered.

on the field.

Camus was not surprised when he saw that the brilliance that spread to Saeki Munuhiko's half was forcibly erased by him, and a little brilliance appeared in his eyes.

From the moment he learned about Saeki Munuhiko's strength, from the moment his 'lover' told him that the other party was dangerous, he knew that this was what the other party should do.

"Okay, this is right!"

Camus was very satisfied with Zongyan's performance. He finished his words without much pause and continued to kick off.

Swish!

The tennis ball was thrown up, and the brilliance filled with endless love that people couldn't take away their eyes emerged from his body again.

It was originally white and soft, with only a faint pink light, but now the proportion of pink light is getting heavier and heavier. As the pink color wraps it up, Camus's light shines a little more.

Against the background of pink and white light, Camus has long, curly and loose platinum hair, which adds a blurry and dreamy feeling to him. Under the influence of this brilliance, Zongyan was completely immersed in the scene.

The fiery emotions contained in the brilliance continued to attack Zongyan from all directions.

The Tomb of Heroes is as soft as a finger.

The glory of love is not strong or domineering, but unfolds in a gentle and tolerant form.

Even if Zong Yan responds forcefully, it will pass through like water, but it will not have any impact on it.

Instead, as the light continued to spread, rustling sounds began to ring in the hearts of Zongyan and the spectators around the stadium.

Just like the whispers of lovers, the sweet smile of first love, and the loving companionship of my wife.

Make people sink into it.

“France Camus… what a terrible road!”

"Hmph! Even us are actually affected, damn it..."

Sitting outside the resting area, Tohno Atsukyo growled in annoyance at this moment, as the mentally weakest person among the top ten in the Neon team.

He was actually affected just now, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

This French general is really terrifying. Just the weak atmosphere spreading from the stadium can affect those of them who are watching the game seriously.

As his opponent, Saeki Munuhiko...how much pressure is he facing at this time...

……

"Awesome! However, I won't be able to catch him without mercy, the realm of darkness - the demons and demons are spreading!"

The black flames flowed like a whirlpool, Zongyan's entire half was centered on him, and the dark light seemed to have grown sharp teeth, constantly biting Camus's field.

But even so, Camus's powerful mental power was still able to convey emotions to him.

That kind of numbness that makes people weak and persuades people to let go is as beautiful as the softness around the fingers, which is enough to dissolve many hard-hearted hearts.

However, for Zongyan, who has a rock-solid will, these are all illusions.

As he said himself.

Love is ultimately illusory, only darkness is eternal!

The darkness is gone and the moon is filling the sky!

Rays of black and gold intertwined light loomed in Zongyan's pupils.

His eyes were firm and his mind was as sharp as a knife, and he was not affected by Camus's brilliance of nostalgia and affection.

Looking at the incoming ball, Zongyan swung the ball.

Guan Xie (yuè) Fanli!

A black light on the court began to cross, blocking Zongyan in layers.

Swish!

Tennis has broken through obstacles, and its power has been greatly reduced.

Boom!

However, the tennis ball still made a dull sound on the clay court when it hit the ground, but the speed of the ball had dropped compared to the beginning.

Even the relatively capable members of the neon team watching the match could barely see the tennis ball.

Tatata!

Zong Yan's face was hidden in the misty shadows, making it difficult to see clearly what his expression was at this moment.

But his steps were fast, and he appeared behind Tennis in just a few steps.

He stretched his arm and waved, and the black-red racket moved hard towards a position in the air, cutting open the light that enveloped the tennis ball.

Then he swung the racket in his hand, and the black and purple light completely enveloped the entire racket.

Hit hard when the tennis ball bounces to its highest point.

Bang!

There was a sound of hitting the ball that was so dull that only Zongyan himself could hear it. The tennis ball flew directly towards Camus' half of the court without any intention of stopping.

"Got it..."

"it is good!"

Everyone in the Neon team was refreshed. Zongyan had already lost several balls in Camus's serving game. They thought Zongyan had given up on this game.

Unexpectedly, on the last ball, Zongyan found a way to break Camus's glorious tennis ball.

laugh!

Chi Chi!

Zongyan's counterattack ball, with an astonishing dark golden air wave, flew into Camus's half and violently collided with the ubiquitous brilliance.

Like water dripping from a pan, red-hot iron meets ice, leaving a small hole in the ground after the two fall to the ground.

Looking at the incoming ball, Camus's eyes moved slightly, even though he was a little shocked by his current strength.

He thought he could win this game easily, but he didn't expect Saeki Munuhiko to be able to break it so quickly.

"What a genius! But this game is over!"

Under the constant erosion and weakening of Camus's realm, the golden light and black flames continue to melt.

Camus took a step, twisting his right ankle quickly, lifting his left leg straight, like a ballet jump, and came to the back of the tennis path very stretched.

As his figure jumped, his slender arms started to dance with the racket, and he knocked back Zongyan's return ball with a backhand blow.

Bah!

The tennis ball fell from the smash and flew out directly from the boundary of the front court.

"Game, the French team scores, the score is 1-1!"

……

ps: "Ask for a monthly ticket~"

(End of this chapter)