Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 641 Demonic Nightmare (Part )

After the pre-match etiquette between the two sides ended, the very familiar referee's broadcast sounded again throughout the venue:

"The finals of the national competition will be held next, a three-singles match between Seishun Academy Akutsujin and Fudomine Middle School Ibu Shinji."

"Invite both players to enter!"

Not long after, Akutsu walked out of the rest area and walked towards the central court.

The sleeves on both sides of his clothes were rolled up high above his shoulders, revealing a pair of slender and toned arms. The streamlined lines always showed the beauty of strength.

Akutsu's momentum was like a rainbow, and the demonic aura surrounding his body surged into waves.

As the referee's voice fell, Itake Fukaji also approached the court. Suddenly, an extreme crisis struck his heart, and he subconsciously glanced at the figure opposite him below.

Fukaji's breath was suffocated, and he felt that the palm of his hand holding the racket was a little wet.

Although this was not the first time he met Akutsu, before the final, Munehiko and coach Aoi Hanamura informed him that he would be included in the singles third.

He was extremely excited at first, and then a hint of panic rose in his heart.

This is not the previous Kanto competition, but a national competition, especially because Qingxue almost succeeded in stealing the chicken before.

When Fudomine faces off against Aogakus, it is very easy to fall into a disadvantage in singles.

Fukaji himself also knows very well that no matter which singles match he faces against Seigaku, it will be very difficult based on his current strength.

As for Akutsu and Tezuka, they had no chance of winning.

And every game in the national competition is very important. Shenji doesn't want to cause any irreparable consequences because of his failure.

call……

Under the gazes of Fudomine players, Fukaji walked towards Aoi Hanamura's position on the side of the court.

With every step he took, he seemed to feel his shoulders becoming heavier.

"Is this really good for Shensi?"

Jujuping frowned.

When Zong Yan and Hua Cun Aoi implemented this plan, they did not inform him.

On the side, Munuhiko, who was originally smiling, suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth. Looking at Fukasa's back, he answered Tachibana's question in a solemn voice:

"Orange, today is the last game of our junior high school career, and they still have a long time..."

Ju Juping suddenly became silent.

He knew very well what Zongyan meant when he said this, and he also knew how much effort Zongyan and Hanamura Aoi had put into their future at Fudo Peak.

Every rehearsal of formations, as well as the need to always pay attention to all aspects of the data of Rikkai University and Seigaku players, were all completed by Aoi Hanamura and Munehiko.

"I understand what you mean, Shenji really needs to take on more things!"

……

In front of the Internet…

"We meet again, Akutsu-senpai."

Shinji's eyes were filled with fighting spirit and he stretched out his palms. For the man who had defeated him in front of him, Shinji also wanted to get back some interest without any regrets.

"Ah."

Compared to Fukaji's fighting spirit, Akutsu just nodded calmly.

The eyes under his dark golden pupils were floating, as if he was slightly interested in the second-year Fudomine being able to show no timidity in front of him.

Of course, just a hint.

Akutsu could feel that Shenji seemed different now than before.

After all, the aura emanating from Shenji alone shows that his strength may have reached a new level.

But he had achieved this strength a long time ago.

Fukaji seemed to have expected Akutsu's indifference, and he didn't have any dissatisfaction. He just stood the racket on the ground and said, "Guess first, Akutsu-senpai..."

"Correct." Whoa...

After Akutsu finished speaking, Fukaji without hesitation put the ball in his hand on the ground and spun it...

After Sumeru, the racket landed on the ground. Akutsu glanced at the letters on the racket, picked up the racket and returned to the baseline.

"The game begins. Fudomine Middle School Ibu Fukaji serves first. The game ends!"

The referee waved his big hand this way.

On the serving line, Fukaji felt the pressure coming from the opposite side, and the expression on his face suddenly became serious.

Click!

The mustard-yellow tennis ball in his hand was held tightly by him, making a sizzling sound when squeezed.

Fukatsu's eyes swept across Akutsu's body, and he muttered in his heart: "I will definitely let you remember me, Akutsu-senpai!"

On the court, only the outcome is determined!

Now, he represents far more than just himself. The first victory in the Fudo Peak National Competition cannot be handed over to him so easily.

Even if there is only one chance in ten thousand, he will seize it...

shuh~

Fukaji threw the tennis ball in his hand high, and then jumped up high. At this time, his face was firm and his sharp eyes were fixed on the tennis ball.

The gray light in his eyes began to become brighter, and wisps of silvery light escaped. From the beginning, Shenji's concentration was directly raised to the extreme.

boom!

Fukaji's arm brought out a sharp sound of breaking through the air and buckled down at high speed.

The sizzling tennis ball seemed to be constantly moving. After hitting the inside corner of Akutsu's return, it bounced towards the inner side of Akutsu's thigh at a rapid speed.

He serves the ball with side spin, and the spin in it has been improved a lot.

Akutsu's dark golden eyes shrank.

From the first ball that Shenji served, you can feel that his current strength is indeed much stronger than before.

However, it was of no use, and Akutsu chuckled in his heart.

"Innocent!"

tread!

He stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and jumped directly from the spot toward the back, his body facing down in a backflip position.

This action doesn't look like something a normal person can do.

But for Akutsu, it was very effective.

The rapidly bouncing tennis ball was directly pulled out of a gap by Akutsu in the air.

Akutsu held the racket grip tightly with his right hand, and the muscles in his whole body were stretched to the extreme. Even in the air, the twist of his body gave him powerful strength.

Bits of pale breath gathered on his racket.

boom!

A short and exciting explosion sounded in the ears of the audience, and Akutsu was not prepared to hold back. The terrifying force that erupted in an instant destroyed all of Shenji's plans.

There was a snap.

Unwilling to admit defeat, Shenji wanted to forcefully catch the ball, but as the racket in his hand fell away, Shenji soon felt an unbearable pain on his wrist.

"Kid, my target is not you. Now that I have met you, I am not going to hold back. Don't be afraid to play tennis in the future!"

Seeing Fukaji holding back the pain and picking up the racket, Akutsu was a little surprised. He originally thought that this kid would be knocked down with one move.

"Hey, it only takes a few minutes~"

After slightly adjusting the distance between the racket and the net with his fingers, Akutsu hummed twice and returned to his own backcourt.

Since the strength just now is not enough, then add more strength!

……

ps: "Please give me a monthly ticket~"

(End of this chapter)