Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 533 The man of change

boom!

On the court, the sound of tennis balls and rackets hitting each other continued to sound.

Zongyan took half a step back with his right foot, and quickly raised his right arm.

The waves of darkness are rolling in, and the moonlight is like water, swaying all the interference in the half.

Zongyan swung his racket vigorously, twisting and pulling toward the inside of his body, like drawing a sword.

Astonishing power erupted from his wrist rotation, causing the racket to create an afterimage that was invisible to the naked eye.

The tennis ball flew out from Zongyan's half and seemed to turn into a thin black line, with its golden edge hidden in the darkness.

Eventually even the thin lines disappeared and the figure was completely lost.

Random flower burial!

Camus reacted quickly. The pink light flashed in his glass-like eyes, and the black light immediately dissipated, and golden light suddenly appeared.

Bang dong!

The sound of the tennis ball hitting the wall was heard. The ball had already touched the ground for the second time, and it was already too late.

"ACE, Neon, 15-0!"

"interesting……"

Camus smiled slightly, seemingly happy that Zongyan could continue to explode with strength.

……

boom!

The sound of hitting the ball came again, Camus gave a clear drink, and the glory that occupied his half began to shrink.

The light that was condensed to the extreme finally illuminated the shadow of the tennis ball.

With the dull sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground, the cushioning of the red earth and the continuous weakening of the glory of his love caused Zongyan's return speed to drop slightly.

Many people can barely see tennis.

Tatata!

Camus still had a smile on his face, and he appeared behind the tennis ball with a few moves of his feet.

Bang!

The same crisp sound of hitting the ball rang out, and the tennis ball rushed directly towards Zongyan without any intention of stopping.

laugh!

Camus changed his moves again, and the ball had an astonishing spin. After landing, the pink light dissipated, but it still left a wisp of smoke on the ground.

"What an amazing spin!"

Zongyan raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that Camus, in addition to what he had shown before, was also so accomplished in spinning.

However, Zongyan is not afraid of spinning!

With a step of his foot, Zong Yan's figure disappeared instantly.

It was like a black shadow flickering, appearing directly behind the landing point of the tennis ball.

Bang!

When the tennis ball had just bounced up to his waist, Zongyan held the racket horizontally and slashed forward.

Every thread of the racket is burning with black flames, causing the brilliance and spin contained in the racket to be eliminated the moment it collides with the tennis ball.

Zong Yan held his right hand forward, and strands of spiritual power began to gather, and purple-black light overflowed from his fingertips.

boom!

The arm of the left hand flicked violently, swinging the racket.

A purple-black flame, like a firework, jumped out from the net of his racket, flew to Camus' half, and exploded instantly.

Swish!

The tennis ball flew quickly towards Camus' half of the court.

Wrapped in darkness, the moment the tennis ball touched the light, it slid directly through it as if borrowing force, like a pebble passing through the water.

Then, the fire turned into ten fragments and covered all directions of Camus's half.

Yingyan——Huahuo!

"Game, Neon Team, score 4-3."

Camus's pupils shrank when he saw the tennis ball slipping away from the front and showing super changes.

He had just shrunk the light and solidified it, but in the blink of an eye Zong Yan had used it in turn.

"Dear, do you feel it? The person opposite also has the flame of a changer in his body!"

Camus gently raised his eyes and looked at the figure on the opposite service line.

"We can't fall behind..."

……

On the court, the score is still very anxious.

The audience at the scene seemed to be infected by this atmosphere, and they cheered for the French team and Camus.

Being on someone else's home court, such a situation is indeed unavoidable.

"Ah... huh..."

Taking a long breath, Zongyan wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked to the left teeing area again.

Once again, it was Zongyan's turn to serve, and the flames around him burned again, causing him to directly block off-court interference.

You Ling looked across the way, and the golden light in his pupils suddenly condensed!

brush!

Throw the ball, jump.

boom!

With a crisp sound.

The tennis ball had turned into a stream of light, and like a precise missile arrow, it went straight to the apex of the inverted triangle of the left half of the service area where Camus was!

"Oh, it's actually not the first serve...this landing point~~"

Camus takes off in an instant.

After seeing Zong Yan's serve, a different light finally appeared in those amber eyes.

Zongyan's moves are large and gorgeous. Although these moves look bluffing, in the eyes of people like Camus, they are a symbol of imperfect control of his own power.

Although the second-stage realm can make your own moves more powerful, if you want to break through further, you need to attribute everything to yourself.

Every move needs to be closer to simplicity.

Although he was a little curious that Zongyan could learn this from him so quickly, Camus did not stop at all.

The ballet dance movements were displayed again, and in an instant they reached the landing point of the tennis ball. The light spread, and the racket in his hand was lifted up, and the tennis ball was pulled back.

"As expected of Camus, he is also in the second stage, but in his own system, he can actually give me such oppressive power..."

Zong Yan kept walking.

Feeling the glorious field of love all around him that affects him all the time, Zongyan's amount of sweat in this game is something he has rarely encountered before.

The moment the tennis ball flies back.

Tatata!

Zongyan also appeared on the tennis route.

Cherry blossoms fall! boom!

Cherry blossoms were falling all over the sky, and the tennis ball was easily knocked back.

But this kind of spiritual influence did not shake Camus in the slightest.

At this time, he also came to the net. His eyes were not looking at the tennis ball, but at Zongyan's eyes, and his tone was somewhat meaningful:

"My love tells me that you are also a person who initiates change?"

"Then, show me your real tennis!"

Hearing this, Zongyan did not answer immediately, but moved quickly, taking the lead before the tennis ball had just passed the net, and hit the ball in mid-air back to Camus's bottom corner.

"Attack, let me see!"

Camus took a few more leaps to catch up with the tennis ball and hit it back with a bang.

"Oh! Good!"

Zongyan stood still in front of the net, with his right hand raised flat on the left side in front of him and his left hand holding the racket tightly.

"cluster!"

In the palm of his right hand, a purple-black flame suddenly appeared, and then golden lightning flashed from the darkness.

A strange wave spread behind him, a full moon rose from the darkness, the air flow expanded, the moonlight shone down, and the Asura Shinto belonging to Zong Yan appeared.

A sword glowing with purple-black light appeared in his hand, which formed a sharp contrast with his silver figure.

As the knife in his hand rose in an arc, the bright golden light turned into a strand of golden thread, which adhered to the edge of the purple-black knife.

The peaceful aura disappeared, and the cold and sharp murderous intent filled the entire stadium. The silver shadow took a step forward and overlapped with Zong Yan.

The racket in Zongyan's hand also turned into a knife player at this moment. Facing Camus's expectations, Zongyan once again transformed into a man holding a sword.

The full moon behind his head became brighter and brighter like a divine wheel.

Zong Yan's eyes suddenly lit up with two colors of light, one black and one gold, as he opened and closed them, his eyes as sharp as knives.

Bright golden light and purple-black flames seemed to be dancing on the black, red and white expeditionary army uniforms.

Swish!

It was at this moment that light and darkness began to merge into one under the unification of Qi, and Zongyan slashed three dangerous edges toward Camus' half like streams of light.

"Three Ultimate Shadow Slashes!!"

A straight ball, three-color rays of light ripped apart, instantly broke through Camus's defense, and hit the sideline!

"Inbounds, Neon scores, 30-15."

……

boom!

While Camus was swinging the racket, Saeki Munuhiko bowed slightly and quickly ran towards the frontcourt.

The left hand brought up a cloud of darkness and destruction, but as the air flow neutralized, the dangerous energy disappeared, and everything became peaceful.

'Saeki Munuhiko' behind him touched the black sword with the air ball in his hand. The pure black sword was instantly wrapped in white light, and the entire silver shadow also entered high school at this moment.

He quickly swooped down and slashed at Camus with his knife.

Camus' mental power quickly sensed such a fatal crisis, and he avoided the fatal blow at the critical moment.

Chi Chi!

Between the strands of hair that are difficult for ordinary people to detect, a blood stain suddenly appeared on Camus's cheek.

"Game, the Neon team scores, the score is 5-4, the two sides change sides."

At this moment, there were not many words between Zongyan and Camus. The game continued without saying a word.

However, Camus's own beloved field was not destroyed by Zong Yan's bombardment, but became even more tenacious.

Realizing this, Zongyan's concentrated mental power began to burn in his pupils.

The golden light was constantly suppressed by Zong Yan, like a silent flame, which had been restrained to the extreme when it was erupting.

A desire for violence and destruction continued to rise, and Zongyan's aura became stronger as the darkness became more and more intense.

shuh~

A purple-black light flashed on his racket, and the black light was like ink.

Then the racket net, which had been rendered in ink color, caught the tennis ball at an imperceptible speed.

"The combined attack of light and darkness - the dance of ghostly lights!"

boom!

call out!

Dark shadows quickly swept away from Zongyan's half.

Camus's eyes trembled slightly, and these dark balls of light filled with the desire to destroy directly penetrated his brilliance that covered almost half of the stadium.

The overwhelming ball of light instantly tore into pieces the brilliance of Camus' beloved love. Under the sunlight, only a series of shadows could be seen on the ground.

There are dozens or hundreds of ways.

Making a decisive decision, Camus directly shrank his own light in an attempt to prevent Zongyan's destruction.

But when Camus was about to hit the tennis ball back.

buzz~

The ten tennis balls in front of him were constantly churning with black light and golden light, and finally merged together and instantly grew larger.

As if penetrating the space, a huge dark golden tennis ball suddenly appeared in front of Camus's eyes, and then crashed down.

"Drink!"

There was no time to dodge, Camus directly stood the racket upright in front of him.

"My dear, let us resist together!"

boom!

A huge puff of smoke rose.

At this moment, the French players who were behind the tennis attack felt a hint of fatal danger from Saeki Munuhiko.

Everyone in France looked at Camus's position in the center of the court, with a trace of worry in their eyes.

When the red smoke slowly dissipated, they discovered that Camus was still standing half-crouched with his hands on the clapper.

The tennis ball is directly embedded in the middle corner of his racket.

"Game, the Neon team won the first set with a score of 6-4!"

……

ps: "Ask for a monthly ticket~"

(End of this chapter)