Net King: This player is backed by justice

Chapter 339 Camus’s Drama

The duel between Camus and Hikaru Jinguji completely lived up to the audience's expectations. For a time, the cheers of the entire stadium exceeded those of other sub-fields.

"Looks like it came at the right time."

The German team, led by Borg, quietly arrived at the competition site.

They came relatively late, like the Swiss or American teams, who came to the scene early to watch the game.

"Hey, wait a minute, this score is no joke."

Seyfried looked at the score on the scoreboard, his eyes widened in surprise, and said in disbelief: "The French team has actually lost two games in a row, all doubles?!"

"That's how it is."

Bismarck said calmly, looking at the players of the two teams in the rest area casually, with a slightly serious tone.

"Both teams sent their own home teams. Although I don't know why it resulted in this result, judging from the facts, it seems that the British team deserves more attention this year."

Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyes flashed slightly as he looked at the familiar figure playing on the court.

"I didn't expect that France's Camus would choose to play singles No. 3."

"They used their only right to make one substitution."

QP said with a cold expression: "I just heard that after Camus saw Hikaru Jinguji playing, he took the initiative to replace the original No. 3 singles player Prons and personally faced the British team's leader Hikaru Jinguji."

"Is it because I'm afraid of being swept out 3-0?"

Another junior high school student from the German team said.

Seyfried stared with stern eyes at Jinguji Hikaru, who was not losing in the competition with Camus and even leading by a small score. His expression was cold and slightly anxious.

The reason why Camus came on stage early was simply because of that guy. The gap between him and himself had not narrowed, but had even gotten wider.

All of them are like this!

His eyes unconsciously glanced at Tezuka Kunimitsu, the pursuit and dissatisfaction in his eyes that wanted to compete, burning like a flame.

Borg said nothing, quietly watching the match between Camus and Hikaru Jinguji.

Compared to Camus, his focus was mainly on Jinguji Hikari.

"Oh!"

Facing the flying tennis ball, Jinguji Hikaru looked indifferent. After quickly glancing at Camus' position with his peripheral vision, he turned the racket slightly and hit the tennis ball hard.

"Oh!"

The originally extremely fast pace of the attack slowed down due to Jinguji Hikari's sudden change, which also gave the tired audience, whose eyes had been following the tennis ball back and forth between the two courts, a chance to breathe.

However, it was a chance for the audience to take a break, and for Camus, it was a good opportunity for the much-desired attack.

Tatata!
Sprinting quickly to surf the Internet, her long hair fluttered in the wind, looking elegant and gorgeous.

"So fast!"

Xiu looked at Camus, who had arrived at the net in the blink of an eye, and his expression changed.

"Oops, the boss's sinking ball in front of the net was caught!"

Looking at the tennis ball in front of him, Camus had no emotion in his heart, and he didn't even feel the joy of scoring.

"Oh!"

Use your backhand to hit the tennis ball.

The strong spin caused the tennis ball to draw a precise, gorgeous, and extremely deadly arc in mid-air.

What a tricky shot.

Seeing the ball played by Camus, Seyfried's eyes were solemn, thinking about the probability that he would be able to fight back if he faced this ball.

"Whoo-"

The figure of Jinguji Hikaru appeared in Seyfried's sight gracefully, and he hit the tennis ball back with a calm expression.

"Oh!"

Seyfried's face froze as he saw how easily he could perfectly hit the ball that he thought was very difficult to hit.

This guy.

"Oh!"

In a short period of time, Camus and Jinguji Hikaru had already fought for dozens of rounds. The high-intensity fight not only made both sides nervous at all times, unable to relax at all, but also consumed physical strength. It is also extremely huge, but...
"The auras of these two people are not chaotic at all."

Bart said in surprise.

"I'm not surprised that Camus can do this, but the opponent can actually keep up with Camus's rhythm and even vaguely have the upper hand. It's really..."

The French team also did not expect that Hikaru Jinguji was so powerful in addition to his tricky light-speed hitting.

If he had played, the game would have lost its suspense long ago.

At this moment, Plance felt slightly lucky because he almost became the sinner of the French team.

"But being entangled like this by a junior, and at the same time being behind in the score, and having to win the pressure, Camus"

"Oh!"

"Game, Jinguji Hikari, 4-3!"

"It's amazing. So far, the two sides can't even close the gap in scores."

"It's really amazing. The player on the British team is just a junior high school student, but he can actually fight like this with Camus."

"Incredible."

Every time the referee announces the score, the audience's eyes will eagerly look at Jinguji Hikari, as if it has magical power, making the audience unable to take their eyes away.

"Da da da."

Jinguji Hikaru gently bounced the tennis ball to the ground, looked at Camus with a playful look, and a faint smile on his lips.

Doesn't it matter if you don't take action again?

I broke my serve in the first game, and now it's my serve advantage. If I don't exert my strength, this game will be over soon.

"Whoosh!"

Throwing the tennis ball into the air, Jinguji Hikaru hit it hard.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Can you still afford to lose now?
"Oh!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, the tennis ball came to Camus's side. The large-angle outside corner kick, coupled with a strong rotation force, bounced away from the court at extremely high speed after landing.

If Camus did not respond in time, his body would inevitably run to the outside of the court to catch the ball and deviate from the center of the court. The gap created would completely put him at a disadvantage with the first ball in the confrontation with Jinguji Hikaru.

"Haha, you don't need to worry about me."

As if there was no pressure at all, Camus sprinted decisively towards the net in response to Hikari Jinguji's serve.

"Oh!"

The decisive attack allowed Camus to hit the tennis ball back before it flew further.

"As expected of Camus, he is so decisive."

QP said calmly: "If there had been a moment of hesitation just now, the result of this goal would have been doomed."

"It's just a small test."

Borg spoke in a rare moment, looking at Hikaru Jinguji who had already made some moves on the court, his expression unchanged.

"That guy's offense won't be that simple."

tread!
Looking at the gap to the left of Camus, Hikaru Jinguji smiled slightly.

I don’t know if you can catch the light at this distance.

The racket in his hand shone with golden light, and the audience felt that the tennis ball had rushed out of Camus' court in a flash before their eyes.

At this time, Camus just had time to extend his racket in that direction.

"15-0!"

"No, that guy's hitting speed is too scary."

Moro looked solemn and frowned: "Once a flaw is exposed, it will be difficult to make up for it if he catches it."

"It's really tricky."

There is no superb technique, just pure speed, but it makes the members of the French team feel so puzzled at this time.

After Camus looked at the tennis ball rushing out of the court, he slowly stood up straight and looked at Jinguji Hikari quietly. At the same time, a mysterious momentum quietly unfolded.

"Buzz~"

what sound?
Jingujiguang frowned, and suddenly a thick and deep voice came to his ears. At the same time, it seems that there are more exciting notes being prepared.

This feels like...an opera?
"The curtain has risen."

Camus faced the light of the Jinguji Temple, and then bowed slightly, elegant and graceful, as if he was an actor who was greeting the audience and preparing to present his carefully prepared art.

"Please enjoy the following performance carefully."

"Performance? Interesting."

Jinguji Hikaru chuckled lightly and looked at Camus with a stern expression.

"I hope your performance won't end too soon."

"Oh!"

The guy's movements became faster.

Jinguji Hikaru was keenly aware of Camus' changes. Whether it was movements, speed, strength, skills, reactions or any other aspect, there was a very significant improvement.

Is it the so-called entering the state?

"Oh!"

With a forehand swing to catch the tennis ball, the golden beam of light was like a golden arrow, sharp and deadly. In the eyes of everyone in the French team, it shot towards Camus with an aura of despair.

"When the show starts, it can't be interrupted easily."

Facing the golden beam of light flying towards him, Camus remained calm and his eyes flashed.

"tread!"

"Oh!"

"Stopped again!"

Kintaro Toyama leaned forward, his hands subconsciously grasping the handrail in front of him, his eyes widening.

Keith also looked slightly solemn.

"The opponent's overall strength has become stronger."

"love."

Gently uttering two words, Camus faced this fast and heavy tennis ball, and the muscles on Camus' arms quietly swelled. At this moment, many people suddenly realized that this slender, gentle and humble man A player with such a strong physique.

"Oh!"

The golden light was shattered, full of ambiguity, and the beautiful pink redecorated the tennis ball.

"Oh!"

Accurately pressing on Hikaru Jinguji's baseline, he rushed out of the court.

"15-15!"

Looking at the dust still floating in the air, Jinguji Hikari smiled slightly.

"I never thought you had such a skill."

"A good actor needs an appreciative audience to inspire his desire and ability to perform."

Camus's face was gentle, and only his bright eyes could vaguely reveal the excitement in his heart.

"Well, it looks like it would be an honor for me."

Jinguji Hikaru shrugged, humbly accepting Camus's vague recognition and praise.

"However, it is not easy to satisfy the discerning audience."

The sharp light in his eyes kept flashing, confident and powerful.

"Don't be too shocked."

Camus smiled gently, everything will fall into place in the end.

"Oh!"

For a time, golden light and pink light alternated on the court. The broken fluorescence made the entire court look dreamlike. It also reduced the edge of the game. Instead, the audience gradually became silent, as if they were enjoying a game. A stage play destined to end in tragedy is generally not expected to end.

The ambivalence of being reluctant to give up and eager to know the result constantly tugs at the hearts of the audience.

"Oh!"

In the end, golden light filled the whole place.

"Game, British team, 7-6!"

"Phew, it was such a long and exciting game."

"Yes, this tie-break was really exciting. The strength of the two is so similar. It's no wonder that the score is over 100."

"But now it seems that Hikaru Jinguji of the British team is slightly better."

"Not necessarily. Camus is a veteran player after all. He may develop in the future."

Everyone in the French team released their clenched fists in frustration. When Hikari Jinguji's tennis ball broke through Camus' defense, they all felt their hearts skip a beat.

"It's undeniable that that guy is really strong."

Bart said with admiration, and at the same time turned to look at Pronce.

"Prance, he will become your biggest opponent in the future."

Plance nodded solemnly, and a sense of urgency arose in his heart. He was known as the new generation of revolutionaries of the French team after Camus. In his first participation in the World Series, he met someone he could regard as his life partner. opponent.

He stared at the high-spirited Jinguji Hikari on the court with burning eyes.

I will definitely surpass you.

"It seems that the effect of your scene is a bit poor."

Faced with Jinguji Hikaru's teasing, Camus smiled slightly.

"The plots of good dramas are full of ups and downs, and only when they are full of story can they attract the audience."

"Speaking of which, I am the one who needs to remind Jinguji Hikari that you'd better be careful."

"Haha, I've never been interested in the method of suppressing the desire to advance."

Jingujiguang looked confidently and said: "If you really think you can fight back, just try it."

After finishing speaking, he walked straight past Camus.

So confident.

Camus looked at Jinguji Hikaru's back, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Okay, just win another game!"

Xiu clenched his fists and said excitedly. Thinking that his team was about to defeat the French team, ranked third in the world, it was hard to contain his excitement.

"Calm down Xiu, the other party is not a character who will give up so easily."

Although Keith believed that Hikari Jinguji would win the game, he was cautious and would never let up until the end.

"The other party is not frustrated by the temporary defeat."

"Yes, maybe for Camus, this situation is the best time to show his strength."

Ok?
When everyone heard this, they immediately looked at Echizen Ryuya standing aside.

Toyama Kintaro asked: "Why do you say that?"

Ryuya Echizen smiled casually and said, "You'll find out later."

"Oppression, pressure, despair, tension, suffocation."

Camus murmured to himself, but his eyes became more and more immersed and enjoying.

"Only in such a difficult environment can I hear your call to me more clearly and feel your presence."

He slowly raised the tennis ball to his eyes and said affectionately.

"You are so, so beautiful."