Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 698 Accident
"At the end of the game, this game was won by the Neon representative team, with a score of six to four."

The first game is over, Ochi and Fuji successfully win.

Looking at the whole game, the Serbian team was almost completely suppressed by the Neon team.

Although they also thought about targeting Fuji in the middle, they had the powerful Yuezhi Yueguang to protect them.

Fuji showed off his offensive and defensive talents without any scruples, and the Serbian team was unable to resist the Neon team's kingly tactics.

Because in the first nine games, Yuezhi Yueguang assisted and Fuji attacked hard.

But in the final game, it turned out to be Fuji as the attacker.

He used his super strong sense of presence to make the other party focus all their attention on him, while minimizing Yuezhi's sense of presence.

Yuezhi can always easily score points when Fuji and Dusan Ivanovic play against Nenad Troicki.

……

The performance of Yuezhi and Fuji in the first game really stimulated Tokyo Tono.

Thinking about him partnering with Oishi in the original work, in comparison, he played very comfortably in this game.

"Won!"

Ochi Moonlight is now full of confidence in the Neon team after they leave. I believe that anyone who forms a doubles team with Fuji in the future will be very happy.

Moreover, Fuji is not only capable of doubles, but his singles ability is also not weak.

Although Fuji's personal strength is not as good as Munuhiko and Yukimura, his offensive and assistive abilities are both excellent.

After all, his ranking is higher than that of Ochi, although it is related to the fact that Ochi usually does not compete with others and stays on the fringes of Byodoin's team.

"Well done, Fuji!"

"You played well, Fuji and Ochi-senpai, let's see what happens next."

Not much was exposed at all.

With smashes and blows, Yuezhi Yueguang was really comfortable in this game.

After the transformation, Fuji becomes a natural doubles support player when working together.

Although they are only one of the three teams of Songzhumei, their first match as a representative team was a success, which is enough to prove that yesterday's match against Germany was not a matter of luck.

Yuezhi stepped forward and patted Fuji's shoulder, praising him without hesitation.

But from Tono's point of view, he just couldn't be compared to Ochi.

As the referee's voice fell, all members of the Neon team cheered.

As soon as the two returned to the team, Marui Bunta had already warmed up and couldn't wait.

"Hmph, don't hold me back, you little kid in junior high school, come with me!"

He can use his various special skills to make his opponent play the ball he likes best in order to return his ball.

After all, Serbia is not just another bastard, but the twelfth-ranked team in the world.

At this moment, Tono Atsukyo, who was behind him, pushed Marui and urged him to walk towards the field impatiently.

"Now begins the doubles match between the Neon representative team and the Serbian representative team."

"Neon team Tono Atsukyo (senior grade 3) and Marui Bunta (junior grade 3) VS Serbian team Janko Kecmanovic (junior grade 3) and Viktor Zimonic (junior grade 3)."

"Oh, the two members sent by the Serbian team are actually all junior high school students."

Seeing the Serbian team actually forming up like this, Oni Jujiro, who was sitting with Byodoin and Saeki Munehiko in the Neon team's rest room, frowned.

The Serbian team used up all three places for junior high school students in the doubles match, which fully demonstrated their distrust of junior high school students.

Even their real purpose is three singles matches.

Of course, Zongyan doesn't know much about Serbia. After all, because of his appearance, today's Neon Team is completely different from the original.

But Zongyan still agreed with Oni Jujiro's judgment.

After all, not every country has as many talented junior high school students as the Neon team.

Other schools such as Deutschland, Spain, America, and France can have strong junior high school students, which is already a blessing.

"It seems that they are giving up on the No. 1 doubles match. After all, there are stronger high school students in the No. 2 doubles match."

Zongyan also took over Oni Jujiro's words and made reasonable speculations.

"Probably the Serbian team's original tactic was to hope to win one doubles match and lose one, and then decide the match in singles."

"Huh, if you are not strong enough, you can only do some conspiracy. Unfortunately, they misjudged the strength of Ochi and Fujijusuke."

Byodoin crossed his arms. After seeing the victory of Ochi and Fuji, he knew that they would definitely win this group match.

On the court, two junior high school students from Serbia were also talking.

Their eyes glanced at Tono Atsukyo and his knees from time to time.

"Yanke, it seems that the Neon Team also underestimates us."

"Victor, are these the two people we saw in the video who had their knees injured by the Greek team?"

"That's right! I just don't know if his knee is really as good as he showed?"

"Who knows?"

Not only is Team Neon collecting information on various opponents, Team Neon’s expeditionary force has been in Europe for so long and is constantly competing in points matches. Although the strength improved quickly, it also exposed the abilities and situation of his team members.

At least the people in Serbia knew about Tono Atsukyo’s execution method and the condition of his knee.

Although it is not kind, this is the World Championship.

Tohno Atsukyo has such an obvious weakness, how could they not take advantage of it?
However, Tono Atsukyo's thirteen-style execution method was not vegetarian.

The game became heated from the beginning, but compared to before, Tono is still more restrained now.

Tono's attack and Marui Bunta's defense complemented each other for a while.

……

boom!
Suddenly another ball was hit back. Marui Bunta's eyes were focused, and he quickly made up for the loss to the no man's land on the other side with quick steps.

boom!
In front of the net, the racket in Marui Bunta's hand gently sliced ​​across the surface of the tennis ball, and the rapid shaking of his wrist wiped out most of the original force and spin on the ball.

"Secret skill: tightrope walking!"

Under the shocked gazes of the two people on the opposite side, the ball stood above the net like a dragonfly on water and slid for a distance before falling gently to the ground.

"How about it, Tono-senpai, I'm a genius!"

After scoring, Marui Bunta chuckled, they won this game!
"Game, this round was scored by the Neon team, the score is 3:0."

"Both sides change game!"

When the game was only in the third game, Marui Bunta and Tono Atsukyo succeeded in breaking serve with their outstanding strength.

So far, the main attacker of the Serbian team has also been hit nine times by Tokkyo Tono.

"Yanke, your data collection and comparison should be almost done, right? It's time for us to fight back!"

Regarding his side's continuous loss of points, Viktor Zimonic did not panic much. Instead, he glanced at his teammates and asked calmly.

"No problem! Let's get started!"

After hearing Victor's words, Yanko Keczmanovich's lips curled up, and he was finally able to fight back.

Janko Keczmanovic, who was in the frontcourt, bent his knees slightly. In his mind, the two halves were divided by grid lines. The torrent of data built a data model in his mind.

Then with his hands behind his back, Janko Keczmanovic gave instructions to Viktor Zimonic.

"Direct attack? I like it!"

Viktor Zimonic laughed and threw the tennis ball in his hand, and then his arms continued to squirm.

boom!
The flat-hitting heavy artillery serve was even more powerful in the hands of the European and American men, and the thick golden beam of light rolled away with a terrifying aura.

Tohno Atsukyo stepped out, faced this menacing ball, swept out with his racket, and powerfully swiped the ball straight to the opposite bottom corner.

boom!
Sensing the numbness in his palms, Tohno Atsukyo frowned:
"It seems that I still can't hold back on your execution. The boss's request still imposes too many restrictions on me!"

"However, it ended quickly. The tenth form of execution was St. Andrew's Cross."

The tennis ball flew back to Serbia's half with amazing momentum. However, this time the two opponents changed their previous passive defensive strategy and became active.

"what!"

Janko Keczmanovic's figure quickly rushed from the backcourt into the frontcourt, leaping into the eyes of Atsukyo Tono and Bunta Marui.

boom!
Yanko used the inertia of the forward motion to throw out his arm, and the racket surface was inserted under the tennis ball and cut quickly.

Marui Bunta reacts extremely quickly. In this ability, he is almost one of the best among junior high school students.

Just as the tennis ball passed the net, he jumped out and picked it up when it was about to fall.

"Chance, Victor!"

Yanko drank lightly.

"I saw it, leave it to me!"

Victor's burly body jumped into the air, and a large shadow immediately covered the feet of Marui Bunta and Tono Atsukyo.

"That's it! A chasing ball that attacks the body?!"

"Damn it, their target was Tono from the beginning!"

"They know Tono's weakness!"

Everyone in the Neon team outside the court and even in the dugout exclaimed.

The two people in Serbia had been silent for so long, just to make Tono relax his vigilance.

"Danger, Tono-senpai, get out of the way!"

Marui Bunta also felt that the other party's intentions were impure, and subconsciously shouted a reminder behind him.

However, Tono Atsukyo's eyes flashed sharply, showing no intention of giving in.

He is cruel to others and also cruel to himself.

……

ps: "Please give me a monthly ticket~"

(End of this chapter)