Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 583 The Struggling King (Please double)

"Atobe! Wake up!"

"Atobe! Move!"

……

The whole stadium was shouting loudly, and everyone in Ice Emperor seemed to be calling out their king.

"Ha! You really are worthy of being the king of the Ice Empire that everyone expects! However, just shouting can't wake you up from your dream!"

Zongyan was not surprised that the members of the Hyokui Club behaved like this, and he had experienced louder shouts than this kind of movement.

It's just that every time he seems to automatically lead into the villain's script, which makes Zongyan a little unhappy.

Thinking of this, Zongyan glanced at Atobu who was motionless on the opposite side, then his eyes narrowed, and he threw the tennis ball in his hand away with a flick of his wrist.

The road to victory is always full of hostility. Since we want to win the final victory, such noise is still too childish.

boom!

"Huh?! You actually did it?"

The moment the ball was served, Zongyan frowned. He realized that Atobe was actually within the constraints of the domain, freed from the influence of the Dream Seed?

next second.

In the worried and happy eyes of everyone in the Ice Emperor, Atobe, who was originally like a clay sculpture, suddenly started to move.

The racket in his hand firmly blocked the bouncing tennis ball, and there was a wanton smile on his lips.

Bang!

Atobe flicked his arm, and with a simple swing of his arm, the tennis ball sent by Zong Yan was hit back by him.

"Ha! You are indeed a person who can evolve infinitely, Atobe. You deserve praise for being able to move again!"

Zong Yan smiled slightly, pulled away and stepped forward. As his clothes swayed, the golden light blazed in his palms, and he swept the ball diagonally with his backhand.

boom!

The ball of light shot out from Zongyan's hand tore up the space on the court, and instantly flew to Atobe's half with unimaginable pressure.

Zong Yan's current ability to control the battle situation and take advantage of the situation to suppress others is unique among junior high school students, not to mention the best.

Although Atobe had just broken free from the mental restraint imposed on him by Souhiko and consumed a huge amount of mental energy, his movements kept up with the speed of Souhiko's bat.

Now facing this ordinary ball of light, he would not be as powerless as before.

With the same volley, the cold wind howled around Atobu's body.

boom!

Atobe used his mastery of sweet spot skills, as well as his well-trained strength and wrist strength to suppress the destructive power of Souhiko Hikaru's shots.

Not only that, as Atobe swung his racket, the sky full of ice suddenly penetrated into Zongyan's half, which were his flaws.

"Haha, do I have so many flaws? What a pity, Atobe, even if you see these, you still can't score!"

Zong Yan shouted softly, then jumped up and slammed the racket down.

The light strings of the racket wrap around the golden stream of light that cuts through the sky.

The next moment, the intense darkness filled the court. Although Zongyan's tennis looked violent, it was extremely enjoyable to watch.

After hitting the ball, Atobe, who had just escaped from the darkness, was once again in a dark space.

"Munehiko Saeki, you are delusional!!!"

Atobe, who had experience in vigilance and cracking, reacted instantly.

This struggling and passive style is not the style of his uncle Atobe.

All the spiritual power hidden in the body was released, and the dim space suddenly burst like a mirror, and Atobu successfully broke free from Zongyan's domain again.

Seeing that the tennis ball was about to hit the ground, Atobe sprinted forward, and with the momentum of his forward thrust, he jumped up with one foot behind the tennis ball.

boom!

The tennis ball landed on the ground and then bounced high, but Atobe's figure also appeared exactly at the height of the bounce.

The mustard-yellow ball did not fly out of the court, but Atobe's strong insight accurately hit the bouncing tennis ball.

"Zongyan, don't be intoxicated by my wonderful skills!"

An escape song towards frustration!

Bang!

Keigo Atobe's unique smash stunt reappeared, and his timing was amazing. There were even cheers for Atobe outside the court.

"Atobe! Opening champagne at halftime is not a good habit!"

"what?"

Atobe, who had just landed, looked up in shock.

I saw Zongyan's feet stepping forward and running quickly, and his feet moved down simultaneously as he moved forward.

Immediately afterwards, his body's center of gravity began to rise and fall.

The perfect physique that he had tempered began to exert its power at this time. Zongyan exerted force on the toes of his right foot and stepped up with his left foot. After a wonderful mid-transverse change, his speed did not slow down at all, and he rushed directly towards the tennis ball that was pulled out of a slanting light by Aibe's smash and was about to escape to the ground.

The whole body also jumped up, holding the racket with both hands, the racket was slightly raised back, and the elbows also dropped a few centimeters.

The slightly tilted body and the center of gravity were all pressed on the wrist, and he swung the tennis ball still in the air.

Such movements and postures are very familiar to Atobe.

"Jack Knife!"

Bang!

Zongyan's body flashed with a purple-black flame, and the tennis ball was also brought out with a slight black light, and bounced straight to Atobe's feet.

"Munehiko, I've seen this move of yours many times. Compared to Oni Jujiro, it's too slow. Get over here!"

Atobe, who has amazing eyesight and defensive counterattack ability, instantly came to the spot where the tennis ball landed, with a proud smile on his lips.

Atobe stretched out his arm and fished it up with his backhand, and the tennis ball was directly caught in his pocket.

Then his arm muscles used force to fight him back.

However, the next moment, his smile solidified at the corner of his mouth.

As soon as the racket touched the tennis ball, Atobe's eyes suddenly shrank. At this moment, Zongyan was not playing with them when he was in second grade.

This blow may seem ordinary, but the power and destructive power contained in it are extremely astonishing.

Atobe only held on for a second before he felt pain in his wrist, and the racket was knocked off by Munuhiko's heavy blow.

pat!

The force of the tennis ball did not weaken at all even after being blocked by the ball. After bouncing, it hit the iron net behind him hard, making a dent in the iron net.

Tennis was deeply involved.

"Game, Saeki...Munehiko scored, the score is 1-0."

The referee's voice sounded, and many people were originally amazed by the timing of Atobe's dance move just now, but they were astonished by Saeki Munuhiko's more violent methods as if they were waking up from a dream.

"Atobe can't even score like this?!"

Zong Yan's powerful strength makes many people find it unbelievable.

"You guy..."

Aitobe, who picked up the racket again, lost his smile, and his face was solemn. It can be said that the strategy, offense and defense at that moment had reached his peak.

But I didn't expect this result.

"Atobe, when the tennis ball doesn't really hit the ground, the score won't change. This lesson is free for you!"

Zong Yan said calmly.

"Ha! I've actually been educated by you again, so come on over, Zongyan!"

Although he lost a game and struggled, Atobe did not lose confidence and even regained his confident appearance.

The ball rights were exchanged and it was Atobe's turn to serve.

Although Atobe didn't want to admit it, he was also aware of the gap between him and Zong Yan.

After understanding this, Aibu stopped thinking about anything else. From now on, it was his turn to attack continuously.

Da da da……

The tennis ball was pressed continuously by Atobe's palm. Atobe lowered his head, seeming to be thinking about something.

"It seems that Saeki Munuhiko has put too much pressure on Atobe!"

Renzu looked at Atobe like this and couldn't help but said.

Atobe had never hesitated for such a long time when serving.

"After all, my opponent is the number one player in junior high school. An ordinary serve, even Tannhäuser has no effect on him."

Shishido nodded and said.

Snapped!

While everyone in Hyokui was talking, Atobe held the ball.

Swish!

……

ps: "Please double the monthly ticket~"

(End of this chapter)