Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 535 Victory

Camus looked at the somewhat damaged racket in his hand, and tears flashed across the corners of his eyes.

The racket, as his lover, was now destroyed by Zongyan's violent methods.

"My dear, I'm sorry...but you should be excited too!"

Camus put the tennis racket in his hand to his mouth and kissed it, then looked at the racket affectionately and whispered.

After coming to the court with a trace of reluctance to exchange for a new racket, Camus once again put the ring on the string of the racket.

"Fight alongside me again, my dear!"

The tennis ball was gently thrown with the shaking of his wrist. Camus turned sideways and bent his knees, staring lovingly at the tennis ball in the air with his amber pupils.

boom!

The pink brilliance shines, mixed with rose petals like rain. Every ball of Camus is full of his own "love"!

Zong Yan's expression remained unchanged, and the silver-white shadow behind him that looked exactly like him raised his arms forward again.

A powerful momentum swept from Zongyan's body to the surroundings of the stadium!

The air waves visible to the naked eye surged, and even the air was squeezed out, making bursts of sound.

The next second, Zongyan held his left hand empty, and a dazzling golden light flashed in his left hand, while the purple-black flames where the right hand held the racket continued to burn.

Gemini - light and dark.

boom!

With a violent explosion that seemed to overlap, Camus felt red earth splashing onto his body.

Two balls of light, one gold and one black, appeared in front of Camus's eyes, which were covered by red sand.

At this moment, Zongyan could no longer guarantee that his breath would not leak out. The heavy momentum made the French and Neon team members on the sidelines feel a little breathless.

Camus' eyes kept shrinking, his pupils trembled, and he felt strong mental oppression!

"I know... dear, but I can't back down here..."

Camus murmured to himself, holding the racket tightly and pushing his momentum to the top!

The radiance of his true love kept surging, causing the surrounding sea of ​​roses to boil instantly.

The bright red roses rained down from the sky more and more densely, and Camus' figure instantly appeared on the left sideline.

boom!

The wind surged during the swing, and the air waves caused by the tennis ball turned into the shadow of a goddess, and the bright red roses around were attracted to the shadow.

Crimson roses wrapped the goddess's shadow, forming two rose-colored wings behind her.

"Drink, Jeremiah's punishment!"

With a loud shout, a huge explosion resounded throughout the audience!

The air waves surged, sweeping around like a hurricane, and thick smoke filled Camus' stadium.

At this moment, he is in Zongyan's spiritual realm.

A rose angel suddenly appeared and attacked him.

"Has the rhythm started to change? Have you used all your strength?"

Zongyan narrowed his eyes slightly. After fighting against several powerful players during this expedition, his experience has also improved.

Whenever the opponent exerts his full strength, if he can forcefully suppress it, everything will develop in the expected direction.

Tread~

With a gentle step, Saeki Munehiko's aura became more and more fierce, his body swayed as if teleporting, and he straddled his feet to block the tennis ball.

Now that Zongyan has made up his mind to attack, he will naturally not back down. If Camus wants to confront him head-on, then let him do it!

boom!

A terrifying whipping sound suddenly sounded.

The mass of air in front of Zongyan's racket seemed to explode suddenly.

The tennis ball just flew in front of Zong Yan, and the moment it made contact with the racket, it flew out like an arrow, and the white air wave drew a strip of light in mid-air.

Like a bright white knife.

Before the ball arrives, the knife comes.

The white-blond hair on Camus' forehead was shaken by the air waves, and he subconsciously turned his head to avoid it.

In the sight of the spiritual realm, a silver-white figure suddenly stabbed in front of him.

Swish!

Camus had a subconscious thought, and quickly moved two or three steps to the right, arriving in front of the tennis ball.

The sea of ​​flowers all over the sky appeared again, and bursts of Zen singing came out of the mouth of the angel with petals as wings. With the blessing of the angel, the hot love was enough to influence all the villains.

However, the figure of the silver-white 'Saeki Munuhiko' only stagnated slightly, and the full moon halo behind his head blocked the pink brilliance outside his body.

He picked up the knife in his hand from below, then struck it sideways, jumped up, and cut it down towards the angel.

The timing was still perfect, and His posture was like a god descending into the world.

This knife is like the bleak autumn wind, chilling the heaven and earth, and the petals in the sky quickly become withered and dim.

One of the angel's wings was directly cut off by 'Munehiko Saeki' in the air.

And now in the stadium.

despair!

Zongyan unexpectedly hit a short ball. All the rotation and power of the tennis ball were eliminated, and the lightly attached net fell down.

"Game, Neon Team Saeki Munuhiko scores, the score is 4-2!"

Camus slowed down his steps and looked at Zong Yan opposite with some doubts.

"The trick just now..."

Seeing the deep probing look in Camus's eyes, Zongyan on the other side remained silent and did not reply.

He just held the tennis ball in his hand and walked back to his backcourt with high spirits.

…… boom!

"30-0!"

……

boom!

"Game, Neon Representative Team, score 5-3."

After several rounds, the game came to the final decider for Zong Yan.

After wiping the sweat from his temples, Zong Yan's fighting spirit became stronger.

"As expected of Camus, a person who can take the position of leader of the BIG4 team is so difficult to fight."

Glancing at Camus at the baseline, Zongyan felt a little lucky that the game had reached this moment.

"If it hadn't been forcibly interrupting his progress in integrating with the court, I might have been beaten to death."

The brilliance that Camus exuded was never directed at his opponents, or was not primarily directed at Zongyan.

He first continued to spread his brilliance, and the most important thing was to blend and resonate with the court.

He wants to turn the entire court into his personal domain during the game to take whatever he wants.

Under the premise of achieving this goal, all influences, weakening, and influencing are just means.

The brilliance that Camus re-disassembled and reconstructed does not belong to the spiritual realm like Zeus, but it can do more terrifying things than the realm.

His own brilliance is completely integrated with the field. If he is allowed to blend with the entire stadium during the game.

Then what Camus can do is even more terrifying than Zeus's omniscience and omnipotence.

After all, he can not only weaken and influence his opponents, but also increase and strengthen himself.

Thinking of this, Zongyan's eyes radiated cold light. Although Camus's idea was not realized in this game, it was enough for Zongyan to get a glimpse of the whole road.

On the court, the entanglement between Saeki Munuhiko and Camus continued.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the balance of victory has been completely tilted.

boom!

Another bright light flashed past.

The amazing momentum carried by the tennis ball once again interrupted the glorious field that Camus finally connected.

This time, the expression on Camus's face became more serious.

But after all, Camus is the leader of a true professional player level. Although he looks very embarrassed at the moment, he behaves very calmly.

Angry, anxious, panic...

None of these negative emotions were present. Thinking of this, Zongyan said lightly while walking towards the rest chair.

"It's really embarrassing...Camus!"

Under Zong Yan's attack, Camus's uniform had holes everywhere and his body was covered with dust. He completely lost his previous elegant posture.

After realizing Zongyan's intention, Camus smiled indifferently.

"As long as you can win, everything is elegant, and you're not much better than me!"

Hearing this, Zong Yan also smiled.

Indeed, his body was also cut one by one by Camus's tennis energy, and his condition was indeed not much better than Camus's.

"You are right, but I will definitely win this game in the end!"

Zong Yan made a splash.

After the three-minute break, the competition between the two began again.

"Burial with flowers!"

boom!

"15-15."

……

"Light and Darkness Jue Slash!"

boom!

"30-30."

……

"Qing Hui Ye Ning!"

Boom!

"The Neon team won this set, with a score of 6:4."

"In the three-match singles match between Neon Team and French Team, Neon Team won with a score of 6-4, 3-6, 6-4, with a record of two wins and one loss!"

……

"Munehiko Saeki, I will definitely win it back during the World Championships!"

Although he lost the game, Camus, as the French captain, still put away the bitterness on his face, came to the net, stretched out his hand to Zongyan and said with a smile.

Seeing this, Zongyan also stopped shooting and stood in front of the net, reaching out and shaking hands with Camus.

"I'm looking forward to that day, but when the time comes, I firmly believe that I will still be the winner in the end!"

……

ps: "Ask for a monthly ticket~"

(End of this chapter)