Net King: This player is backed by justice

He himself was substituted!
Plance's eyes flickered, and his complicated and surprised emotions made him unable to calm down for a long time.

It was extremely difficult to look away from Camus's back and look at Hikaru Jinguji, who slowly walked onto the stage opposite, with a handsome face and a calm and confident expression.

Is it too early for you to compete with that guy? !
A series of complex emotions such as irritation, unwillingness, frustration, humiliation, etc. made Prons furious. He clenched his fists tightly and dug his nails deeply into his flesh.

The sound of heavy breathing made Bart and the others next to them turn to the side, and at the same time they showed a nervous expression.

Prongs' ability to sit here as a first-year junior high school student does not rely on his so-called royal status, but on his real strength.

But perhaps just like his strength or height, Prons also possesses an arrogance that far exceeds that of his peers.

Camus's current behavior is undoubtedly a huge humiliation for Plance.

"Calm down, Plance."

Bart rolled his eyes, but still spoke to console him: "The opponent's strength can be said to be the strongest in the British team this year, and our team has no retreat at this time. Camus has a reason to do this. .”

As he spoke, a trace of self-blame appeared on Bart's face, and he lowered his head slightly and said to Plance: "Because of our relationship, the team got into this situation. I'm really sorry."

Pronce's face was as dark as water. Regarding Bart's comfort, he just waved his hands casually with his mind buzzing and looked at the two people standing on the court with stubborn eyes.

I want to see with my own eyes how strong this guy Camus is talking about is!
Seeing Pronce falling into paranoia, the others said nothing more. Camus would use the game to prove everything.

"Sorry, Pronce."

Feeling the intensely emotional gaze on him, Camus softly apologized to Plance in his heart. At the same time, his expression became more solemn and focused, and he stared at the racket in his hand with gentle yet firm eyes.

"You will work with me to regain our glory, right?"

After encouraging each other with his companions, Camus heard the sound of brisk and calm footsteps.

Looking up, he saw Jinguji Hikaru's relaxed smile.

With his lazy and comfortable eyes, he seemed not to know that he was facing the leader of the third-ranked team in the world, a world-class professional player, and known as the leader destined to lead the revolution in tennis in France and the world - Camus.

"You're confident?"

Camus spoke warmly.

"Confidence, of course."

Jinguji Hikaru smiled and nodded. Camus's voice was just like the feeling he gave people, romantic, wonderful, and at the same time there was a majesty that belonged to a strong man. An invisible momentum enveloped Jinguji Hikaru.

He shrugged lightly, indifferent to the aura that Camus inadvertently exuded.

"After all, I never lost."

"Haha, it's really interesting."

Camus didn't feel unhappy or anything else because of Jinguji Hikaru's arrogant attitude, but his eyes were filled with more appreciation and expectation.

"I talked to Borg on the phone and he told me to prepare for the game with you."

Feng Qingyundan's words show Camus's importance to the light of Jinguji Temple.

Being able to make Borg say this to him, Camus, Jinguji Hikari's strength is worthy of Camus' expectations.

"Well, that guy is really troublesome."

Jinguji Hikaru let out a sigh of relief, not knowing whether Borg was making the competition more difficult for him.

"So, let's complete this gorgeous work of art together."

Seeing Camus's outstretched hand and the other person's expectant and unusual enthusiasm, Jinguji Hikari still took his hand.

"Please give me more advice."

"Okay! Let's enjoy this powerful match together. First, Camus of the French team will serve first."

It is different from the behavior of ordinary players who choose to bounce the tennis ball towards the face to adjust their own state and breathing rhythm, while observing the opponent's situation and putting pressure on the opponent.

Camus's behavior made Hikaru Jinguji feel even more mentally ill.

Slowly taking out a tennis ball from his pocket, like a gentleman breaking off a rose on the roadside, his movements are elegant and careful.

He handed the tennis ball to his lips as if he was slightly intoxicated, and took a breath, as if he was tasting the fragrance of roses, even though he was holding a tennis ball in his hand.

I don't know why, but after witnessing Camus's actions, Jinguji Hikaru felt uncomfortable all over, as if the tennis ball was filled with something that he couldn't avoid.

But Camus's next move made Jinguji Hikaru even more goosebumps all over his body.

"You will also stand by my side today, my—love."

"Chu!"

What did he just say? ! What did he just do? ! Did he just kiss a tennis ball? !

Camus's actions were eye-opening to viewers or players who didn't know him.

Kintaro Toyama crossed his arms with his hands, feeling numb and itchy all over, with an uncontrollable expression of disgust on his face.

"What is that little brother doing?!"

Keith's brows were twitching slightly at this time, and it was obvious that Camus' behavior was quite unreasonable in his opinion.

"Well, this is Camus's tennis ball. He has an extraordinary love for tennis. It is said that he can hear the sound of tennis balls."

Toyama Kintaro's eyes trembled in surprise.

"Extraordinary?!"

".Watch Kintaro carefully."

Keith said seriously: "Camus's strength is quite strong, and he also possesses a state similar to the light of reserve, which is a seamless state."

“Some media outlets are calling it the radiance of love.”

"Similar to the light of reserve? The light of love?!"

Kintaro Toyama gradually became more interested, his eyes flickering as he looked at Camus on the court.

At this time, Echizen Ryuya suddenly joked: "But my opponent's posture may make that guy very uncomfortable."

With a flick of his wrist, Camus threw the tennis ball that was in contact with his lips into the air, took off, swung his racket, and hit the tennis ball.

"Oh!"

So fast!

Looking at the fast tennis ball, Toyama Kintaro suddenly became shocked. Even he would feel a lot of pressure if he faced the speed of Camus's serve. If he was not well prepared, he would even lose his ability. There is a possibility of being scored directly.

but
tread!
Hikari Jinguji's eyes still showed a trace of laziness, but his speed was extremely fast. Camus aimed at the innermost side of the service area, which is the shortest serving path, and maximized the speed advantage of the serve. He was caught by Hikari Jinguji. Catch easily.

So strong!

Plance's eyes changed, but with just one movement, he had already vaguely realized that he might not be a match for Jinguji Hikari.

At least when facing Camus's serve, he was far from being able to be so calm.

However, in the next second, the solemnity in his eyes was instantly destroyed by a golden beam of light, leaving his face full of shock.

"Honestly, I respect your hobbies."

Jinguji Hikaru stared at Camus across from him leisurely, with bright golden light flashing in his eyes.

"But you're making me feel disgusting!"

Between nausea and numbness, Jinguji Hikaru chose the kinder word.

"Whoosh!"

The golden beam of light is like the last remaining impression of the world when people blink. When they open their eyes again, they seem to be completely new.

"Oh!"

Sensing something passing by him, Camus turned his head and looked at the obvious mark left on the baseline left by his feet, as well as the slowly rolling tennis ball behind him, his expression unchanged. "What a speed."

Is this what Borg said, the strength that tells me not to be careless?

Even though they were separated by a stadium, Camus could still feel the strong and roaring aura of Jinguji Hikaru.

博格
Inexplicably, Hikari Jinguji's attitude as if he was already invincible just by standing there reminded Camus of Borg, nicknamed the Tennis Victory Formula Book.

It was also that indifferent yet incredibly powerful.

"interesting."

The corners of his mouth slowly curved in an elegant arc, and Camus's eyes were like lightning, staring closely at Jinguji Light.

Before his revolution was complete, new leaders had already emerged.

It's really urgent.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

This, this level of duel.
Pronce's eyes flickered, and he looked at Hikaru Jinguji and Camus on the court in shock.

The sound of hitting the ball was close and continuous, and the shadow of the ball was overwhelming. Just sitting on the sidelines, watching the game between the two, Pruns was tensed up by the momentum that filled the air.

Recalling what Camus had said before, he admitted with frustration and conviction that it was indeed too early for him to compete at this level.

"Oh!"

This guy's power is a bit comprehensive.

Jinguji Hikari looked at Camus across from him, thinking in his mind.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, Camus showed no flaws. His rhythm, movements, angle of return, strength, and speed were all infinitely close to perfection.

And the difference between competing with Camus and other people is that competing with him is quite comfortable.

Yes, it is comfortable. The same ball is hit with the same movement, speed and power, but Camus's one makes people feel different, as if it has an indescribable and invisible aura.

The tennis ball became considerate in his hands.

This guy can't really hear the sound of tennis balls.

Jinguji Guang's expression changed, what is this, listening to the voice of all things? !
"Oh!"

Camus' movements are neat, elegant and romantic, just like an actor immersed in his role in a stage play.

He looked at Hikari Jinguji who was guarding the baseline with full eyes, and whispered: "Do you want to try the ball again?"

"Oh!"

The tennis ball spun powerfully and accurately landed on the bottom corner of Jinguji Hikaru's left baseline. It raised a faint dust and had a very clearly visible mark on the ball.

This is the result of dozens of rounds of fighting, coupled with strong rotational force. It is symmetrical, and under such high pressure, it also has absolutely precise ball control, which puts some players who come to watch the game to shame.

Swish!
The figure appeared in front of the net gracefully and freely. Feeling the fighting spirit and passion in Camus's eyes, Jingujiguang's mouth curled up slightly.

Do you want to challenge the speed just now? OK, then I will satisfy you generously.

He looked at Camus with stern and arrogant eyes.

"Speed ​​is power!"

"Whoosh!"

The golden beam of light once again crisscrossed the court, but this time, the light was captured.

"Oh!"

what!
Kintaro Toyama and others were shocked when they saw the tennis ball stuck in the middle of Camus' racket, constantly struggling.

This was when they saw with their own eyes that Jinguji Hikaru's light shot was intercepted by the opponent.

"Sure enough, I love tennis, and the goddess of victory also favors me."

Camus smiled after catching the tennis ball, but then the smile quietly disappeared. His face was serious, his feet turned quietly, and his center of gravity drove his body.

"Oh!"

Hit it high!
Under the unfavorable looks of everyone in the French team, Hikaru Jinguji's figure instantly occupied their entire field of vision.

Looking down at Camus, Jinguji Hikari smiled slightly.

"Hitting at such a high level shows how capable he is."

"Oh!"

The meteor crashed to the ground, and the tennis ball flew directly out of the court without giving Camus any chance to react.

"Game, British team, 1-0."

After falling from the sky, Jinguji Hikaru praised Camus: "Awesome, you are the first person to be able to catch my light speed ball in such a short period of time."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Camus' eyes flashed and he looked at Jinguji Hikari quietly, exuding an invisible but powerful power.

"Then, I am also the first person to experience the terrifying power of that ball in the shortest time."

Jinguji Hikaru nodded noncommittally.

"After all, speed is power."

"Next time, not again."

"It's the best. It's always jumping around. I find it very troublesome."

After a brief exchange, the two exchanged venues and prepared to start a new round of confrontation.

"It's really amazing that I can catch the boss's light ball."

Toyama Kintaro was impressed and excited at the same time. Even he himself could only catch Jinguji Hikari's light ball in a perfect state. Camus just relied entirely on his own reaction and The prediction is completed.

"He is truly a professional player. I really want to compete with him."

Looking at Kintaro Toyama's envious eyes, Echizen Ryuya and others burst into laughter. Kintaro Toyama's love for tennis never made him think about failure or other problems.

We also have one here who has pure love for tennis.

However, thinking about Camus' bold performance on the court just now, Echizen Ryuya and others can't help but feel that Kintaro Toyama is in better shape now.

"Snapped."

"Keep it up, Kintaro!"

Looking at his teammates who put their hands on his shoulders and looked encouraging, Kintaro Toyama nodded happily and vigorously.

"it is good!"

"This time, our opponent is very strong."

Camus held the racket in his hand and his eyes fell on it gently.

"But I believe that with our strength, the final victory must belong to us."

After finishing speaking, Camus stared deeply at Jinguji Hikari opposite.

It's also time for the other party to experience his power. (End of chapter)