Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 673 World-class stunts (Happy New Year)

"Candlelight!"

As Zong Yan finished speaking, his aura began to change drastically.

The whole person was completely enveloped by the black field, but his whole body seemed to be inlaid with a golden edge.

At this moment, in everyone's perception, Zongyan standing on the court is like a god and demon standing tall on the sky and the earth.

Whoa!

Then, a bright golden light with a terrifying aura emitted from the palm of Zongyan's left hand, making the stadium that was already rendered in gold even more dazzling.

However, compared to the wild and flamboyant light ball of Byodo-in, Munuhiko's light ball appears to be more restrained.

However, the fierceness and wantonness of the ball alone is still unforgettable. However, under the twist of Zongyan's mental power, all the golden light seemed to become gentle after an instant.

Like a candle flickering in the darkness, guiding Zong Yan's path forward.

But those with keen senses can discover that what is hidden in the deepest part of the light is still the ultimate terror and darkness.

"Drink...the big hailstones of Libya!"

The air flow caused by the wind pressure of the tennis ball ruffled his long golden hair, but Byodoin still withstood the impact of the air wave and quickly came to the tennis ball.

The surrounding junior high school students and high school students watched helplessly as Saeki Munuhiko broke into the hail.

At the same time, crystal hailstones fell like raindrops with astonishing force.

All of a sudden!

The golden light that made everyone tremble suddenly burst out, and the ground of the stadium trembled slightly.

Saeki Munuhiko's face was slightly condensed, but his keen sense immediately determined the true location of the tennis ball.

Tapping.

Byodoin swung his racket at the flying tennis ball, and the two quickly collided.

Such behavior was very dangerous, but Zong Yan remained calm.

While others were still pale in fear of the power of the ball, Byodoin kicked his feet back violently and sprinted forward, heading towards the tennis ball.

Byodoin also took the opportunity to let out a low roar: "Kid, let me show you my exotic customs!"

Looking at the golden thunder that hit him, Byodoin did not have the slightest surprise or any hesitation. It seemed that he had been prepared to face all this.

"What a brilliant illusion ball. It is indeed a world-class stunt!"

boom!

Zizizi!

As Zongyan swung the racket, a harsh roar sounded again on the court...

Zongyan swung his right arm, and the black-red racket without any abnormalities quickly hit the bright tennis ball.

Then all the muscles in his body began to exert force, and a stronger aura than before burst out from Byodoin's body.

The lofted ball with strong topspin flew into the air and eventually turned into a black dot.

Byodoin's burly body rushed towards the landing point of the tennis ball, and every step seemed to trample on everyone's hearts.

Byodoin's racket swiped forward hard, and the tennis ball immediately rolled back and flew into the air.

The golden thunder began to vent, making bursts of thunderbolts.

And on the opposite side of the stadium at this moment.

"Senior Byodoin, I will break all of your tricks!"

As Zongyan's voice fell, the dim light that originally shrouded the court began to line up in front of Zongyan.

Thick dark rays of light kept crossing each other, condensing into a huge shooting net.

Step~~

Zongyan stepped on it.

The soles of the feet were in perfect contact with the ground, and the wind pressure caused a puff of dust and smoke to blow directly around the feet.

Immediately afterwards, Zongyan grasped the situation in vain.

The remaining dark light surged out from around Zongyan and from his body at this moment.

With the continuous injection of spiritual power, the original thick black light flashed with purple light from time to time.

The racket in his right hand was raised, and the purple-black light ball in his left hand was wiped by Zongyan from the handle of the racket.

In less than a moment, the purple-black light group enveloped the racket, making the tip of the racket even sharper.

At this moment, Zong Yan was holding a purple-black sword, and the air seemed to become sharper.

Standing under the hail that filled the sky, two lights of obviously different colors suddenly appeared behind Zong Yan.

At this time, the pitch-black sword in Zongyan's hand had condensed, and a cold light flashed from time to time on the blade.

The golden light and black lines were in a stalemate in the air, and the light was blown away bit by bit.

It was as if it was the season of falling cherry blossoms on the court, and all the dissipated light turned into patches of pitch black, purple-black, or bright petals...

As the illusion of hail gradually dissipated, the tennis ball also gradually became dim.

Then, Zong Yan held a sword in his hand, stood in the light rain of countless petals, and slashed towards the tennis ball. "Shadow Ultimate Slash - Sakura Fall!"

boom!

The sound of the ball breaking through the air was particularly astonishing, and the referee sitting on the high chair on the sidelines was heart-beating.

"Hahaha, good time!"

Seeing Zong Yan counterattack his special move, Byodoin became even more excited. He exerted force on his feet and leaped into the air in the frontcourt wearing the bright red uniform of the Neon Team.

"Chinese Red Dragon Claw!"

As Byodoin's voice fell, a red divine dragon roared and attacked Munehiko.

The dragon was powerful in all directions, and strong spiritual oppression imprisoned Zongyan's surroundings.

When it comes to Munahiko and Byodoin, being in a daze for less than a second will make it difficult to fight back. Munahiko also moved slightly slower under the influence of this strong mental oppression.

The tennis ball flew straight away from him and out of the court.

The referee also reported the score tremblingly at this time.

"15...15:0, Byodoin scores."

Byodoin in front of the net snorted lightly and returned to the baseline serving point.

……

Pa…pa…

Playing the tennis ball gently, Byodoin looked directly at Munuhiko Saeki and said in a very cold tone:

"Boy Zongyan, you said you wanted to break my trick, so come and try it."

When the words fell, Byodoin had already thrown the tennis ball high. When the tennis ball fell to the best hitting point, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He aimed his right arm at the tennis ball and swung it down brazenly.

"Spanish bullfighting!"

boom!

Under everyone's horrified gaze, the tennis ball flew out of the racket and attacked Zongyan like a bloodthirsty, crazy bull.

The extreme speed and fierce momentum seemed to completely tear the air apart.

The combination of speed and power of the tennis ball during the rolling air waves was almost extremely fast.

Even Oni Jujiro felt tremendous pressure as Byodo-in fully displayed its strength.

"This guy's strength has actually improved so much. He has completely surpassed me."

Oni Jujiro looked at Byodoin and Munehiko on the field, and felt a sense of unwillingness in his heart. The defeated generals of his at the time had now surpassed him.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, but it is difficult for the ghosts to catch up with them now, and they can only watch their advancing backs.

Looking at the fierce momentum of the tennis ball, it hit the ground hard, Zongyan gathered his explosive power under his feet, staggered easily, and then crossed.

It appeared directly behind the landing point of the tennis ball.

"Moving so fast."

Everyone watching the battle was amazed.

The speed shown by Zong Yan also exceeded their imagination.

After blocking the flight path of the tennis ball, Zongyan waved his arms, seeming to stir up a mass of heavy air.

"Senior Byodoin, I will crack it one by one and show it to you!"

As he spoke, a rich dark light flashed in Zongyan's eyes.

"Falling light!"

The perfect combination of air and darkness, the sharp aura surrounding the tennis ball was directly eliminated, and then the air waves rolled and the tennis ball flew back upside down.

The moment the tennis ball flew over, Byodoin felt a heavy pressure.

This pressure was almost the same as the terrifying shadow of ghosts and gods when Oni Jujiro competed with him.

The extremely dark aura seemed to want to completely swallow up the spirit and body of Byodo-in.

"So-called world-class stunts?"

Munehiko Saeki's silver hair was flowing and his clothes were rustling. He watched the tennis ball crushing towards Byodoin, his eyes were very calm.

"Senior, this is really nothing!"

"Hmph, do you think your moves are very strong? Arrogant!"

"The roar of the African lion!"

With a swing of Byodoin's racket, the air wall formed by the falling light was directly split open. What caught Souhiko's eyes was a lion flying towards him.

Byodoin sneered at Munuhiko's statement, and he was very confident in his own unique skills.

ps: "Happy New Year~"

(End of this chapter)