Net King: This player is backed by justice

Chapter 341: Starry Sky Riot—Eight-foot Magatama
"Camus and I played a total of three sets, and I won the game with a score of 2 to 1."

Berg said softly, and the scene at that time began to appear in his mind unconsciously.

"Borg!"

"Borg!"

"Borg!"

The whole audience was cheering for him, but there was no emotion in his heart. He could only see the opponent in front of him, and only have the outcome of the game in his mind.

Borg himself is like this, and he also believes that the guy opposite is also like this.

However, the pressure on the opponent's shoulders is greater than his own, because he has already lost a set to himself, because the French team has been pushed to the edge of the cliff, because at this most critical moment, his opponent is himself.

"As expected of Borg, he is really powerful."

Under such tremendous pressure, Camus did not seem to be affected in any way. He remained calm and gentle, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Whoosh!"

"No need to tell me the reason, just use it."

"because."

Borg looked at Camus opposite and said in a deep voice: "I can feel that you haven't used all your moves yet. Why?"

No, the game can be declared over.

"What a wonderful pursuit. Player Borg had a bad start, and player Camus quickly gained a five-point lead. However, he fought back in a very short period of time. It was really eye-opening!"

Borg said calmly, his tone without any fluctuations, full of scornful domineering.

Camus smiled faintly.

Seeing Borg's disapproval, Camus smiled slightly and then threw the tennis ball into the air.

"Haha, that's the case"

The sharp eyes did not cause Borg's mood to change. In his opinion, as long as he completed the game meticulously, the victory would be his.

"The German team must win."

Camus smiled softly, his pair of peach blossom-like eyes shining with firmness and perseverance.

"But perhaps the revolution I want to accomplish was born out of this."

Slowly taking out the tennis ball from his pocket, he gently brought it to his lips and touched it gently.

Under the illumination of this pink light, Borg's eyes slowly opened wide and his pupils shrank, as if something was struggling in them, but in the end they lost their luster and dimmed.

Pink light filled Berg's eyes, covering up the surprise in them.

“那场比赛我记得很清楚，分数是6—3，4—6，7—5！同时也对加缪这个人有了深刻的印象。”

Borg's calm words only further demonstrated his unparalleled arrogance.

"Haha, really, maybe."

"Game, Borg, 4-5!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Camus' eyes flashed and he looked at Borg with a firm attitude. His calm eyes seemed to be telling him.

Borg said calmly: "If I hadn't exceeded my limit at the last moment, I'm afraid it would be hard to say whether I would win or lose."

"A world where one person wins or loses, doesn't it feel too monotonous?"

Looking at the slowly spinning tennis ball in the air, Camus murmured in his heart: "The melancholy of love!"

"Game, Camus, 6-4!"

Camus' eyes flashed and he looked at Camus quietly.

"Borg!"

"Borg!"

Use it and you won't necessarily lose.

Is Camus so scary?

"Haha, have you noticed it?"

After listening to Borg's introduction, everyone in the German team widened their eyes in horror.

"The terrifying strength has completely exploded. I wonder if player Camus can withstand the pressure of Borg's pursuit and persist until the end?!"

"I will tell you what the power of love is."

"Borg!"

It is still a pink light, but compared to the previous most powerful, all-encompassing, full of vitality and vitality pink light, the light at this time is filled with an extremely depressing and terrifying aura of decay.

Camus' strength is actually so terrifying.

Looking at Camus on the court, quietly waiting for Hikaru Jinguji to serve, the German team's eyes changed.

"But if it takes even Borg such a long time to struggle out of that negative state, then this guy is probably out of business."

Seyfried said calmly.

Now Camus only had one game left to win the game, but Hikaru Jinguji, who was in negative emotions and couldn't find the meaning of the service game, could not complete the serve.

"Well, I'm afraid I'll lose because the serve is overtime."

Another German junior high school student said.

"And the next set will be that kid's serve. I'm afraid the outcome of this game will be different."

QP turned to look at Tezuka Kunimitsu, who looked calm.

"Tezuka, what do you think?"

"I am not sure as well."

Tezuka Kunimitsu replied with a cold expression: "Although from Borg's description, we can already know how powerful Camus is, but I have not experienced it personally, so I cannot draw a specific judgment, but"

After a slight pause in his tone, Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyes were firm and he said in a deep voice: "I don't think Jinguji Hikaru will lose."

QP's eyes flashed when he heard this.

"Haha, I think you are scared of being beaten by that guy!"

Seyfried couldn't help but taunted, looking at Tezuka Kunimitsu with provocative eyes.

"The countdown has started now, and that guy is still standing there motionless. No matter how you look at it, you think it's going to be over."

Faced with Seyfried's suspicion, Tezuka Kunimitsu did not argue, but quietly looked at Jinguji Hikaru on the court, his eyes shining with light.

"ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

"Move quickly, boss!"

Kintaro Toyama shouted anxiously outside the court: "If you don't move, you will lose!"

"It still doesn't work!"

Keith, Xiu and others also looked solemn. This was the first time they had seen Jinguji Hikari fall into such a negative state.

At the same time, it was also at this moment that they realized more deeply and truly the danger and terror of the world.

"five."

"Four."

It seems that the timing I chose was not very good.

Camus looked at Hikaru Jinguji who was standing there with some regret.

The venue needs to be changed after the start of the next game. If Hikari Jinguji is still unable to move, this game may be over.
Although Borg also entered into the emotion of withering love, he still relied on his amazing perseverance, or instinct, to execute the steps of the game normally. It was also because of this that he was able to completely change his mind later. Break free from the withering of love.

Myu doesn't want to draw a conclusion as to whether Hikari Jinguji was the Borg he was at that time, but he must be stronger now than he was then.

"It's such a pity that I can't complete a complete game with you."

Close your eyes slightly and wait for the referee's announcement. "three."

"two."

"Excuse me, can you please help my opponent open his eyes?"

what!
Camus suddenly opened his eyes, and his surprised eyes met the clear and confident look of Hikaru Jinguji opposite him, which revealed a hint of laziness and teasing.

"If he closes his eyes, I will be very distressed."

This guy broke free? !

Not only Camus, but even Borg in the audience could not help but shrink his pupils slightly at this time.

That kid, how on earth did he do it!
"Sorry, the sun is shining brightly now."

Jinguji Hikari smiled at Camus and said, "Let's leave things like emo to the moon."

In Hikaru Jinguji's view, Camus' ability is an enhanced version of emo. To be honest, Hikari Jinguji, who has not been in emo for a long time, is really novel and has regained the feeling he once had.
That lonely and empty room, the lonely and cold room, the bed alone, cannot give birth to anyone, I hug it...ahem.

"Haha, you are indeed very powerful, Jinguji Hikaru."

Camus chuckled twice. He did not feel any annoyance or worry about Jinguji Hikari breaking free from the withering of his love. Instead, he looked at the other party with more appreciation and expectation.

"Come on, let's get on with our game."

Seeing Camus's attitude, Jinguji Hikari couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, then as compensation for keeping you waiting for so long."

A fierce and domineering red storm swept across the entire place.

As if the actual domineering force was like that of ancient gods and demons, it exuded an astonishing momentum and dominated everyone in the room.

The entire audience was shocked by the momentum of Jinguji Hikari, their eyes flashed and shook, and they looked at Jinguji Hikari on the court with horror and heart palpitations. In their minds, Jinguji Hikari's figure was infinitely magnified, high above them, and in one fell swoop, Every movement exudes terrifying power.

This power!

Camus resisted the increasingly strong impact of Jinguji Hikari's domineering energy like a tidal wave, his eyes serious.

The sense of oppression was even stronger than when I faced Borg!

Among the slightly pale faces of the German team players, only Borg looked normal.

Jinguji Hikaru is indeed my favorite candidate.

His deep eyes stared closely at Jinguji Hikari.

"Then the ball is coming!"

After showing the tennis ball to Camus, Jinguji Hikaru threw the tennis ball into the air.

"Oh!"

Different from the previous golden flash, the tennis ball at this time was completely wrapped in blood-red domineering energy, like an evil star coming to the world, with murderous intent that sent chills down the spine.

"Oh!"

The endless cold air was generated in Camus's heart and gradually froze Camus' body.

This is!

His trembling eyes were attracted by the blood-red tennis ball. The closer he got, the more he could feel the overbearing chill and terrifying power permeating the tennis ball.

"Boom!"

The tennis ball flew past Camus without any hindrance and hit the wall behind him unstoppably.

"boom!"

The thick and strong wall was so fragile at this time. Before the tennis ball hit it, it could no longer withstand the pressure of the tennis ball, revealing the slightest cracks, and these cracks like spider silk, when the tennis ball hit it In an instant, it disintegrated instantly.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the frightened eyes of the audience behind them, the wall collapsed. Before they could react, a violent force rushed into their minds and began to rage. The huge impact instantly knocked out several audience members in the front row. His eyes turned white from the shock and he fainted.

"boom!"

The terrifying momentum shocked the entire audience.

The audience, the French team, the German team, other teams who came to watch the game, and even Toyama Kintaro and the others, all looked at the scene in front of them in absurdity and horror.

A drop of cold sweat slowly dripped from Camus' head. He did not look back. It was not that he was not afraid or curious about the scene behind him, but that there was a more terrifying existence in front of him, which made even a person like him dare not act rashly.

No matter how experienced a hunter is, how strong his body is, and how powerful his equipment is, when facing the King of Beasts, the previous conditions can only increase the possibility of survival, but cannot bring him any safety. feel.

"1115"

The referee was also startled by the movement. He lost control of his mouth and stumbled, unable to announce the score smoothly.

"15-0!"

Fortunately, the score was reported successfully until the end.

"Well, Australia's walls don't seem to be very strong."

Jinguji Hikaru smiled faintly, looked at Camus with a solemn expression, and said with a smile: "How is it, senior, are you satisfied with this return gift?"

"Haha, it's really unique."

As Hikaru Jinguji opened his mouth, the pressure on Camus did not weaken at all.

He looked at Jingujiguang solemnly, half-smiling but not smiling.

"You shouldn't be able to use that level of attack just now."

"What, are you scared?"

Facing Jinguji Hikaru's joking look, Camus laughed and said, "Based on the scores, you should be the one who needs to work hard."

"Yeah."

Jinguji Hikaru looked at Camus playfully.

Then let's see in a moment.

"Oh!"

"Game, Jinguji Hikari, 6-5!"

"Why, I'm in the lead now."

At this time, Camus also lost his intention to joke with Jinguji Hikari, and looked at Jinguji Hikari solemnly, with deep confusion in his heart.

"Why is he so strong!"

Bart clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth unwillingly: "Even the captain..."

Moro had already been stunned by Jinguji Hikari's strength and his eyes were dull.

God knows what he just saw.

Strikes at the speed of light, power like a volcanic eruption, cold and sharp techniques that make people's scalp numb, and an unfathomable sense of oppression.

What kind of strength does it take to defeat such a person?
Everyone in the French team was thinking in despair, and they sadly discovered that the limits on strength in their minds were constantly being broken and refreshed by Hikari Jinguji.

It is precisely because of this that they can no longer imagine how to defeat Jinguji Hikaru.

The only possibility is that his opponent, the current number one player in the world, Borg, stands opposite him.

He is stronger than Borg back then, and even stronger than Borg now.
Camus forced himself not to think about it anymore, fearing that something would make him even more upset.

"Well, senior, now it's my turn to serve again."

Jinguji Hikaru casually wiped the sweat on his cheeks with a moving smile and high spirits.

"This time, I won't keep you waiting!"

With a flick of his wrist, he threw the tennis ball into the air.

But this yellow tennis ball continued to flicker in Camus's eyes, and finally covered the entire sky densely.

Why, the stars appear during the day
Camus stared blankly into the sky again. After a closer look, he discovered that under the stars, there was another figure, like the lord of the stars. The light of all the stars shined for him alone.

It turned out to be the case.

When Camus saw this, he suddenly smiled in relief.

His physical strength and spirit had long reached their limits, but he still stubbornly and unyieldingly raised his head, looking at the starry sky that was about to fall and destroy the world.

Jinguji Hikari's eyes were indifferent, and with a wave of his arm, the stars began to riot and fall.

"Eight-foot beautiful magatama."

(End of this chapter)