Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 644 The Wind God and the Lion

Boom!

Facing Tetsu Ishida's powerful swing ball, Takeshi Momoro fixed his racket under his arm and exerted all his strength to barely fight back.

Although the action is ugly, such a return has given Fuji a great help.

However, the tennis ball had just passed the net when it was easily stopped by Ju Juping in front of the net. With the blessing of the beast's aura, Ju Juping's return became extremely fast.

Tachibana Juping's counterattack is not only fast, but also powerful, and the landing point of the tennis ball is also extremely tricky.

After the tennis ball fell into Qingxue's half, it quickly bounced up at a deflected angle, and then quickly flew out of the sideline.

"A Tao, let me come!"

Seeing that he could no longer save the ball, Takeshi Momoro was about to give up. Fortunately, Shusuke Fuji was highly focused, otherwise he might have been caught off guard by Jupei.

"What a great sidespin."

The azure color flashed in Fuji's eyes. This ball's ability to adjust his body position was no weaker than the topspin ball, but he didn't have many choices.

Tread...  

Fuji quickly moved a few steps towards the backhand side, then raised the racket to the shoulder of his left hand and gently fished the tennis ball in the air.

boom!

The tennis ball grazed the net, and Tachibana's blow was directly countered by Fuji's exquisite backhand slice.

The flight arc of the ball in the air is enough to give him more time to adjust his body position.

Of course, Ju Juping, who mainly attacks the net, is not an ordinary person, and he discovered Fuji's intention with just one glance.

After seeing the return of the ball, Tachibana moved quickly with his feet and came to the tennis ball in the blink of an eye. Then he raised his eyes and stayed in the gap between Fuji and Takeshi Momoshiro.

With his eyes as sharp as an eagle, Tachibana sprinted forward, and at the same time, the momentum he had accumulated since the beginning also spread violently.

Holding back his breath and concentrating his mind, he took a leap forward.

The black and red aura surging around Tachibana's body, the racket in his hand was placed on his waist, and he aimed at the tennis ball with both hands and made a horizontal chop!

Rampant Lion!

The thunderous swing speed hit the tennis ball, and the tennis ball turned into golden light and flew out of his hand. After passing through the middle net, it trembled gently and made a sharp whistling sound.

A flash of black-red light began to appear, wrapping around the tennis ball and bouncing towards Fuji's right-hand sideline.

Looking at the tennis ball flying back at extremely fast speed, Fuji in the frontcourt quickly moved toward his right-hand side to make up for the position.

With a slight breeze blowing, Fuji felt that his condition was better than ever before, and his movement speed at this moment was obviously different from usual.

Facing Tachibana's explosive counterattack, he stopped it with his racket extremely easily.

White dragon!

boom!

There was a crisp sound of hitting the ball, like a time dislocation.

Fuji hit the tennis ball back with an angled shot, attacking Tetsu Ishida's defensive area in Fudomine's backcourt.

"It seems that you are targeting me..."

Looking at the tennis ball flying towards him, Ishida's iron eyes condensed slightly, exuding a ferocity that made people stay away from him: "In that case, then let me destroy your ideas..."

As Ishida Tetsu's low groan fell, his posture suddenly changed, and the muscles in his right hand swelled violently.

"The wave ball bursts into pieces..."

Bang!

After a roar, the tennis ball was like a tiger coming out of the gate, with bursts of whistling and blue-purple light, and shot out from the racket in Ishida Tetsu's hand at extremely high speed.

Whizzing…

The trajectory of the tennis ball was extremely straight. After passing through the middle net, it passed past Fuji in the opposite frontcourt at extremely high speed.

Fuji was not prepared to pick it up at all.

Watching his counterattack fly past Kuer easily, Ishida Tetsu showed a smile on his face.

But before Ishida Tetsu could be proud for too long, the next moment an afterimage flashed across Qingxue's half.

"I've been waiting for this move of yours for a long time, look at my center of gravity vertical jump!"

Drink...

A low shout sounded, and Momoki Takeshi used an amazing sprint to not only catch up with the tennis ball that Ishida Tetsu hit back, but also quickly hit the tennis ball back to Ishida Tetsu's feet with absolute power.

Faced with Momotoshi Takeshi's sudden and extremely fast blow, just as Tetsu Ishida reacted, the tennis ball flew out of the court.

"15:0, scored by Youth Academy Fuji Shusuke and Momojo Takeshi."

After the referee finished speaking, a deafening cheer erupted in the Qingxue area.

"Well done, Senior A Tao..."

Horio raised his arms high and shouted loudly. Faced with the shot just made by Takeshi Momotoshi, the second-year player Fudomine was not just a beat behind. Different from the atmosphere in Qingxue, the expressions of everyone at Fudomine were very serious. Even Zongyan couldn't help but shook his head slightly: "Ishida has encountered too few real masters..."

It was precisely because he met so few masters that Ishida thought that he would be able to score after he used his unique skills.

However, Munehiko doesn't blame Ishida too much. Everyone needs to grow up. In the past, Kamio and Fukasa were mainly trained, and Ishida did receive less attention.

Zongyan knew very well that this time Hanamura Aoi arranged for Ishida Tetsu to play in the finals, intending to take advantage of this opportunity in the final year to give him some training.

After all, in such an important final, apart from Fudomine's four aces, the best combination should be the regular two-man combination of Akira Kamio and Tetsu Ishida.

On the court, Tachibana Juping came to Ishida Tie and gently patted his shoulder.

"Ah Tie, don't worry, learning in the competition is often the fastest way, don't worry you still have me!"

After that, Tachibana Juping came to the baseline to receive the serve, while Ishida Tetsu came to the frontcourt.

Although Tachibana Kihira received the serve, Momoro Takeshi had no fear, and the tennis ball was once again thrown high by him.

boom!

Tachibana Jupping knew very well what the focus of this game was, so he didn't care about Momojo Takeshi, but focused all his attention on Fuji.

In order to prevent Fuji from being unable to hit back like a phoenix returning to its nest, Tachibana Jupei avoided the possibility of topspin in his return from the beginning.

"Fu Er, there is no need to test each other between us!"

boom!

"The beast's breath - condense! The lion strangles!"

A huge aura spread from the surface of Tachibana's racket, and a black-red light enveloped the tennis ball, which bounced directly from Kuer's right-hand baseline.

Bang!

The Horio trio standing behind Fuji took a step back in fright.

The tennis ball that was hit back by Ju Juping just now was embedded deeply in the iron net in front of them.

"This is... too terrible!"

Horio trembled. He seemed to have seen a ferocious lion pouncing in his direction just now.

Echizen on the sidelines also sat up straight and looked at Tachibana Ping with solemn eyes. At this time, his breath exploded fiercely, pressing Fuji firmly in place.

"Fuer, don't live up to my expectations!"

Tachibana used his fingers to adjust the racquet in his hand. His voice was domineering, yet unconsciously convincing.

Fuji's eyes opened silently. Although he didn't make any response, this action was more convincing than ever.

……

Bang!

A trembling sound.

The tennis ball was hit hard by Ju Juping again.

Looking at the tennis ball flying towards his backhand side again, Fuji's eyes turned cold.

The warm breeze kept blowing Fuji's hair on his forehead. Now that Tachibana had shown his attitude, he would naturally not be polite anymore.

Snapped!

Fuji twisted his wrist and cut the tennis ball at a clever angle. He let the tennis ball slide across the entire racket surface, and the surrounding breeze and airflow began to gather.

A sting.

The tennis ball pulled out a beam of white light in mid-air, and the extremely fierce rotation made Tachibana's face change slightly.

"Wind's attack technique—Light Wind!"

Whizzing!

Under Fuji's gaze, the mustard-yellow tennis ball seemed to have entered a super-speed dimension.

In the "hyper-speed dimension", the time and space around Fuji has entered a state of "relative stillness". Tachibana's quick rescue action is no different from Fuji's eyes.

"Qingxue Fuji and Taocheng combined to score, the score is 15-15."

"The attack skills of the wind are well-deserved." Tachibana looked at the tennis ball on the ground and said to Fuji.

"To each other, to each other."

Fuji responded somewhat coldly.

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ps: "Please give me a monthly ticket~"

　I'm looking for a ticket at the end of the month to go to Mount Emei for the company's annual meeting.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)