Net King: This player is backed by justice

Chapter 227 This is violent tennis!
"Kid, I didn't expect the Neon Team to send you on the field."

Jin Shuoheng looked at Jingujiguang with cold eyes, and said with an indifferent expression: "It seems that you have a good background in your country."

"Haha, so people with dirty hearts see everything as dirty."

Jingujiguang smiled casually and looked at Jin Shuoheng with contempt.

"So you only got into this team just to please the coaches and staff?"

"No, I'm not like those losers."

Jin Shuoheng shook his head, his eyes flashing with menace.

"You'll know in a while."

Jinguji Hikaru shrugged.

"Then I'll wait and see."

The game started with Jin Shuoheng serving first.

Holding the tennis ball in his hand, Jin Shuoheng looked at Jinguji Hikari with cold eyes.

After seeing Hikaru Jinguji teach his younger brother a lesson and his lackluster subordinates, Jin Shuoheng knew that Hikaru Jinguji was somewhat capable, but...
"Those losers, anyone can easily knock them down!"

"I am fundamentally different from them. This is-"

"You better figure it out for me, kid!"

Jin Shuoheng roared softly, threw the tennis ball high into the air, jumped up suddenly, and hit the tennis ball with all his strength!

"Oh!"

A heavy whistling sound flashed by, and Jin Shuoheng's serve was heavy and urgent.

There are two times.

Jinguji Hikaru looked at the ball with calm eyes, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he ran quickly in the direction of the tennis ball.

"Oh!"

With a forehand swing, he hit a topspin ball.

"Buzz!"

The tennis ball returned to Jin Shuoheng's court in the blink of an eye. After landing, it bounced rapidly toward the distance.

Jin Shuoheng swung the tennis ball back with his backhand.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Looking at the two people fighting on the court, everyone in the Neon Team seemed a little uninterested.

"That boy's patience is too good."

Daqu Ryuji couldn't help but muttered.

Although Jin Shuoheng's strength is considered good in his eyes, he is definitely not a match for Jinguji Hikari. To put it simply, once Jinguji Hikaru becomes serious, he can easily win.

"Even if it's just a test, there's no need to use this level. Is it to paralyze the opponent?"

Duke smiled like a Maitreya Buddha and said kindly: "I don't know, but I always feel that the kimchi countryman is going to be unlucky."

Mitsuya Akuto smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I'm afraid I'm going to be in trouble."

As he spoke, he looked at Kimijima Ikuto aside without leaving any trace.

Sensing Mitsuya Akuto's gaze, Kimijima Ikuto did not respond, but just showed a confident smile.

Everything is under control!
The Neon team is very relaxed, but the Kimchi National team doesn’t think so.

Compared with other players who didn't care about the outcome of the game, the Kimchi team's head coach, who urgently needed a victory to prove his strength, kept urging Kim Seok-hyung with his eyes on the sidelines.

Stop whining and deal with him quickly!

Jin Shuoheng understood that the coach meant not only to beat Hikaru Jinguji in terms of score, but also to control the time of the game, that is, to crush him.

In this case
Jin Shuoheng's eyes flashed coldly. He looked at the flying tennis ball, flipped his wrist slightly, and jerked it.

"Whoosh!"

The extremely fast swing caused an afterimage to appear on Jin Shuoheng's arm.

"Oh!"

"Buzz!"

Ok?
Listening to the extremely strange sound that was vaguely heard, Jinguji Hikaru's eyes narrowed and he locked his eyes tightly on the tennis ball. A smile appeared in the next second.

That's it, that's what happened.

Tatata!
Looking at Jinguji Hikari running towards the spot where the tennis ball landed, Jin Shuoheng's eyes were filled with anticipation, pride and ferocity.

Boy, learn a lesson.

"Hey!" The tennis ball did not bounce up immediately after it landed. Instead, it slid quickly to the left side against the ground, and then bounced up suddenly.

As a result, the tennis ball bounced towards the belly of Jinguji Hikaru, who was already in a hitting position.

Seeing the tennis ball that was about to hit Hikaru Jinguji without any bias, Jin Shuoheng showed a sinister smile.

Boy, I didn’t expect that.

"Hey, what's so happy about your expression?"

At this moment, Jinguji Hikaru suddenly showed a small smile, and then under Jin Shuoheng's surprised gaze, he jumped back slightly with his feet, and then pumped his backhand.

"Oh!"

what!
Seeing that his tried-and-tested moves were easily seen through by Jinguji Hikari, Jin Shuoheng was quite annoyed and unhappy.

This kid!

"Oh!"

Due to a moment of negligence, the quality of Jin Shuoheng's return this time was not very high, revealing quite a few flaws.

Oops!

Jin Shuoheng's eyes subconsciously looked towards his blind spot, and at the same time...
"You really understand it at a glance!"

Jinguji Hikaru chuckled and waved his backhand. The tennis ball was like a scalpel, sharply and fatally piercing Jin Shuoheng's defense.

"Oh!"

Looking at the tennis ball flying out of his court, Jin Shuoheng looked at Jinguji Hikari with gloomy eyes.

Hitting his shoulder casually with the racket, Jinguji Hikari looked at Jin Shuoheng playfully and teased.

"Compared to you, your tennis skills are extremely simple and childish."

boy!

Listening to Jinguji Hikaru's ridicule, Jin Shuoheng's face became more and more gloomy.

"Cough cough!"

Hearing a cough, Jin Shuoheng looked outside the court and saw the dissatisfied expression of his coach.

Gee!
He clicked his tongue slightly in displeasure.

A dead old man who loves to point fingers.

After mentally scolding his coach, Jin Shuoheng attacked again.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

As the two of them continued to fight, Jin Shuoheng also used some small tricks one after another.

how to say
"That guy is pretty dirty when it comes to playing ball."

Everyone in the Neon Team looked at Jin Shuoheng's tennis ball and complained in disgust.

That's right, Jin Shuoheng's tennis gave them the impression that it was dirty, with a lot of tricks, and it couldn't be put on the table. It was like a fly, buzzing in your ears.

He is really a little family person who behaves the same on the inside.

Jinguji Hikaru was also a little annoyed by Jin Shuoheng's little tricks.

"It seems that you have nothing worthy of my attention."

Jinguji Hikaru said coldly.

"In that case, let me teach you something."

Humph, you arrogant brat!
Listening to Jinguji Hikaru's words, Jin Shuoheng looked disapproving. He didn't think Jinguji Hikari could teach him anything.

However, just when he was thinking this, he suddenly noticed that the racket in the hand of Jinguji Hikari opposite him suddenly flashed with a bright golden light.

Looking at the golden light, Jin Shuoheng suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

That is!

Before he could take precautions, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the next moment, a cramping pain came from his abdomen.

His eyes bulged, and he lowered his head subconsciously. Looking at the tennis ball that was still spinning in his abdomen, his pupils suddenly shrank.

when!
The next second, he flew out directly!

"Oh!"

Looking at Jin Shuoheng who fell to the ground, Jingujiguang said coldly.

"This is violent tennis. You'd better restrain yourself from those little tricks that don't make it to the surface. It makes me laugh to death."

(End of this chapter)