Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 656 Farewell and a new beginning (please vote for the new month)

As the game ended, the entire stadium fell into silence.

It was only a moment after the referee announced the result.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

"Fudomine! Fudomine!!"

Deafening cheers suddenly rang out from around the stadium.

Zong Yan raised the racket in his hand and looked around calmly.

This year, Fudomine once again conquered the national competition!

"Win, win!"

"minister!"

"Great! We have won the second consecutive championship in Fudo Peak!"

Everyone at Fudo Peak could no longer contain their excitement. This year's national competition was finally over.

They won the championship again.

Figures in black uniforms rushed to the field, and they hugged each other excitedly around Zong Yan.

"Come on Keith, let's enjoy these last moments too!"

Tachibana Juping, who was originally standing on the sidelines, came to Keith's side and gave him a push.

There is no need to pretend to be cold at this time.

"Ah."

Keith nodded and stepped onto the court with Ju Juping to welcome this glorious moment worth remembering.

Winning the national championship meant that he and Lin Xiu were about to leave Neon and pursue their own tennis paths.

At this moment, the spectators around the stadium all applauded and cheered for Fudomine.

"Huchi...huchi..."

Everyone seemed to have forgotten about Echizen Ryoma, who was on the opposite side of the court with his hands on his knees and his head lowered, breathing heavily.

As a loser, even if he is the protagonist, he does not deserve to be remembered by the audience.

He could clearly feel that Saeki Munuhiko did not show his true strength in the match with him. In his serve game, Munuhiko simply used the return serve to crush him.

As for Saeki Munuhiko's serves, he didn't catch even a few of them.

Even if he uses various methods, the gap in strength is as big as the gap between the two.

This game seems to be an explosive game with no need for review...

It was unclear whether it was sweat or tears on Echizen Ryoma's face. The mixture made his eyes look empty and lifeless, and the hand holding the racket could not help but tremble.

A disastrous defeat, another disastrous defeat, and after turning on Seamless Clothes, the defeat was also without any suspense...

Looking up to the sky with empty eyes, Echizen Ryoma could only feel one thing at this time, that is, his opponent was so strong, so strong...

“Echizen…”

Momotoshiro Takeshi walked out of the Seigaku player area, came to the side of Echizen who had empty eyes, and then directly supported Echizen who was like a walking zombie, and then slowly walked out of the stadium.

In this game, Echizen Ryoma performed amazingly, but it was a pity that his opponent was more powerful...

As he stepped out of the stadium, Echizen's eyes seemed to regain some clarity. After listening to the roaring cheers, he stopped and looked back slightly towards the opposite side of the stadium.

Standing in the middle of the court, the sun reflected Saeki Munuhiko's body. He held the racket high, and there was a layer of light golden outline surrounding his body.

Against the backdrop of the golden light, what Ryoma Echizen saw was endless darkness that could swallow him completely.

It's like the devil is alive.

"Uncle, Ryoma looks very sad."

Nanako Echizen looked worried at Ryoma who was looking blank in the audience.

"Tch! This brat thinks he has some strength, but he doesn't know how high the sky is. It seems I need to personally teach him a lesson..."

Echizen Nanjiro curled his lips disdainfully.

However, his words were completely inconsistent with those of Echizen Nanako, but if you look at him from his sight, you can know that he was not talking about Echizen at this time, but Saeki Munuhiko.

Of course he knew what Zongyan did at the critical moment of Ryoma's transformation.

In fact, it wasn't just Echizen who was sad, the scene of Fudomine gathering together to celebrate made Tezuka's eyes dim slightly.

However, the complex emotions and loss in Tezuka's eyes disappeared in the blink of an eye, and were pushed deep into his heart.

Three years of junior high school left a lot for him, especially before he met Zongyan and started junior high school, the two had completely different destinies.

Anger, joy, struggle, endeavor, and ultimately regret are all a thing of the past.

"Maybe it's time to make a decision..."

Many thoughts flashed through Tezuka's mind, and finally he put one hand into his trouser pocket, where he found the photo and invitation mailed from Germany with Jurgen's message written on it.

He had memorized the contents of the photos and invitations by heart, and Kan Letru's words rang in his ears again: "Guoguang, you are burdened with too much. Maybe you should embark on a new path alone. , no longer have to carry other burdens, but just play tennis for yourself, to face and challenge powerful enemies..."

"For yourself..."

Tezuka glanced sideways at Fuji, and Fuji seemed to look at Tezuka with understanding.

"Tezuka, have you made your decision?"

Fuji remembered the scene three days ago in the afternoon when a white-haired German youth wearing a black uniform came to the Qingxue Tennis Club.

Fuji, who already knew something about world tennis, recognized the opponent's identity. He knew that the opponent was Germany's ace and came for Tezuka.

"Well, Fuji, I have decided to go to Germany to pursue the path of a professional tennis player."

Tezuka nodded.

"How long will it take to leave?"

"the day after tomorrow."

Fuji was a little surprised, the day after tomorrow?

So fast!

Fuji, who understood Tezuka's character, quickly understood the purpose of doing this. Tezuka was afraid that he would be reluctant to leave, so he made a decisive decision.

"It really suits your style, Tezuka."

The smile on Fuji's face disappeared, and he looked at Tezuka and said word by word: "But before you leave, please have a serious fight with me!"

Tezuka looked into Fuji's eyes quietly, feeling Fuji's fighting spirit, and pondered for a moment.

"it is good!"

……

In the stands.

Mamoru Inoue took the last photo of the cheering Fudomine players.

Then he looked at Qingxue's camp with some emotion.

It's such a pity for Qingxue. With the correct formation, he had a chance to win Fudo Peak.

Unfortunately, Fudoho predicted Seigaku's prediction. In the contest between the two coaches, Fudoho's Aoi Hanamura won.

“I didn’t expect that after Kansai’s Makinofuji achieved two consecutive national championships, Fudoho would achieve this goal again within a few years.”

Shiba Saori, who was crazy about neon junior high school tennis, also murmured softly from the side.

As an intern, it is very rare for her to witness such a legend with her own eyes.

……

After the award ceremony, Aoi Hanamura spent some of her savings and reimbursements from the school, and held a celebration event with Munuhiko, Kikyo, and all the Fudomine team members in a luxury hotel.

"cheers!"

Everyone has a happy smile from the bottom of their hearts. Their tennis club was able to win the national championship for two consecutive years, which completely destroyed the reputation of Aoi Hanamura.

And, after today.

Fudomine can also be called a strong tennis school with solid foundation...

When all the celebrations were over, night had fallen.

"Zongyan, do I have something to tell you?"

Keith walked slowly to Zongyan's side.

"Keith, I know what you want to say. Do you still remember the promise I made when I invited you?"

"Huh? I remember, but I still have something to say!"

Keith stared at the two figures elongated by the night lights.

He said in a deep voice: "Zongyan, we know how well you take care of me and Xiu, and you have fulfilled the promise you made at the beginning, but for some reason, the impulse in my heart when I went to find you for the first time has never dissipated. !”

Keith changed his usual indifferent image, and his blue eyes reflected Zongyan's figure, full of surging fighting spirit.

"If I don't come to you today, I'm afraid we will have few opportunities in the future!"

Hearing this, Zong Yan's lips curled up: "Okay, let's find a stadium!"

Keith also took a deep look at Zongyan, and then laughed.

The two laughed at the same time, just like that early morning when Keith came to the door in person.

……

ps: “It’s a new month, please give me your votes at the beginning of the month~”

　After the national competition is over, I will not write about other people’s training camps, and the protagonist will not go to the training camp first.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)