Net King: This player is backed by justice

"Oh!"

"Game, Toyama Kintaro, 6-3!"

"Phew, that feels so good."

Kintaro Toyama leaned on the rest chair with a happy face and said cheerfully: "That guy turns out to be a slow-burner. It's a bit slow to get into the game."

"maybe."

Jinguji Hikaru glanced at the Swiss team, looked at the people who surrounded Henry and made plans, and gave a casual warning.

"My opponent will probably counterattack even more fiercely in the next game than now. Is that okay with you?"

"Guru Guru~"

"Oh!"

Hearing this, Toyama Kintaro put the water bottle in his hand on the chair, his eyes were burning, and he smiled confidently: "Then I can't ask for more."

"Just think of the game just now as a way to figure out your opponent's strength."

Peter looked at Henry, who was looking unhappy, and said calmly: "You should also know how your opponent plays."

"Ah."

Henry nodded solemnly, and stood up solemnly after the break.

"Captain, I will win."

Amadeus looked at Henry quietly, like an iron-blooded and majestic general accepting military orders from soldiers, with an invisible tacit understanding and romance.

Looking at Henry's determined look, Amadeus nodded slightly.

"Go."

"Yes!"

"Hey, little brother, your demeanor has completely changed."

Kintaro Toyama looked at the solemn Henry with a smile.

"This guy's smile is really annoying."

Henry stared at Kintaro Toyama with unkind eyes.

The look in his eyes that was confident and unshakable, as if he had a winning ticket, made Henry, who was feeling heavy due to pressure, very unhappy.

This kid has no idea about the outcome of the game.

Quietly clenched her fists, her eyes cold.

"I must win!"

After giving Kintaro Toyama a cold look, Henry walked towards the bottom line without saying a word.

"Phew, what a cold little brother."

Toyama Kintaro scratched his head in distress, how could there be such a difficult person to communicate with.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Kintaro's movements are really smooth."

Xiu looked at Kintaro Toyama performing his best on the court and couldn't help but praise: "It seems that he plays as he pleases, but he is very aggressive."

"Haha, my opponent is in a miserable state right now."

Looking at Henry with a solemn expression, who launched counterattacks time and time again, but failed again and again, Keith chuckled and said: "Although he is only a first-year junior high school student, Kintaro's current strength should be among the junior high school students. It belongs to the head."

This head is the head of the world.

At this time, he poked Keith with his elbow without leaving any trace, and then winked and gestured in the direction of Jinguji Hikaru.

So what is the level of the one who is also a junior high school student?

Keith looked at the funny Xiu speechlessly.

What do you think?

"Oh!"

"Game, Toyama Kintaro, 6-2!"

Still lost.

Looking at Henry who was defeated in the end, everyone in the Swiss team sighed with regret, but they still accepted the result calmly, because they also saw from the game that Henry's strength was indeed inferior to his opponent.

"Feel sorry!"

Looking at Henry who looked lonely, everyone in the Swiss team patted his shoulders gently, smiled reassuringly at him, and did nothing else.

While Henry was touched by the silent support from his teammates, he couldn't help but feel even more unwilling to accept his own weakness.

The most painful thing in life is nothing more than being unable to do anything when you are needed.

His eyes couldn't help but feel sour, his head hung slightly, his shoulders trembled slightly, trying to endure something.

"Snapped!"

At this moment, a hand gently placed on Henry's shoulder, making him feel excited all over.

Just now, all the teammates took pictures of themselves one by one, except
"team leader."

There was still no emotion in Amadeus's eyes, no complaints or other emotions about Henry losing the game.

"I played well today."

Amadeus's inarticulate character prevented him from saying anything heart-warming, and he just told his feelings about Henry in a matter-of-fact manner.

After saying that, he stepped onto the court without giving Henry a chance to react.

Henry looked at Amadeus' back blankly.

"Haha, captain is cool."

Peter easily put his arm around Henry's shoulders and teased, "Do you admire the captain even more?"

Turning his head, looking at Henry's expression, his expression suddenly became astonished, and he exclaimed: "Hey, hey, hey, are you crying?"

Henry suddenly said in embarrassment: "I didn't!"

"Boss, come on."

"The opponent is a real professional player, and he is more offensive than Camus, so be careful."

"I can win."

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if we lose. Brother Tokugawa will play the last shot anyway."

Jinguji Hikaru looked helplessly at his teammates who were cheering him on with relaxed expressions, and said speechlessly: "Thank you very much for making me feel no pressure from you at all."

On the court, Amadeus has been waiting for a long time.

Looking at Amadeus with a cold face, his personality is not easy to get along with.

This is the type of person that Jinguji Hikaru is not good at dealing with.

but
When his eyes fell on the scarf on Amadis' head, Jinguji Hikaru felt a little familiar.

"I'll do my best."

Amadeus spoke concisely and to the point, and then turned around neatly.

Seeing this, Jinguji Hikari shrugged slightly and also walked towards the bottom line.

At this time, in the audience, the Neon team, which was not playing, was watching the upcoming game calmly.

"Hey, Senior Ghost, how strong is Amadeus?"

Momoshiro Takeshi couldn't help but ask Oni Jujiro in a low voice.

"Amadeus is very powerful."

Oni Jujiro said in a deep voice: "Amadeus's strength lies not only in his strength, but also in his all-or-nothing attitude toward tennis."

Looking at the court, his expression was focused, completely blocking out everything around him, and looking directly at his opponent with cold and sharp eyes, Ghost Jucilang spoke solemnly.

"Just open your eyes and see the strength of a person who completely relies on tennis."

So scary!

After Momoshiro Takeshi listened to Oni Jujiro's explanation, his dark purple eyes suddenly shrank, and everyone behind him also had solemn expressions.

"So, which one is stronger, Jinguji or Amadis?"

An anxious Kikumaru asked.

Oni Jujiro looked serious and said righteously: "I don't know either."

Everyone's expressions suddenly became weird.

No matter who the opponent is, I want to win the game.

Amadis's eyes were like a sword, cold and sharp.

Standing on the court, he seemed to be a different person, with a sharp edge that made people afraid to look directly at him. There is no room for anything, it is the cruel reality of life and death.

reality.

This was the deepest impression Jinguji Hikari had on Amadeus.

This player is extremely real and knows what he is about to face, what he has to pay, and what will be the consequences?
Generally speaking, players like this will become extremely frightened by the things they are obsessed with.

Haha, interesting.

Jinguji Hikaru lowered his focus, his eyes flickered, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

At the same time, Amadeus's eyes flashed across from him.

On it!

"Oh!"

"What a powerful serve."

Momojo Takeshi looked stern, but just after serving, Momojo Takeshi smelled an extremely powerful and terrifying aura from Amadeus.

Tatata!
Facing Amadeus' powerful attack, Jinguji Hikari quickly came to the front of the tennis ball with a very rhythmic pace.

Roar!
Ok?
Just behind Hikaru Jinguji who was about to hit the ball, a chill ran down his spine for no apparent reason.

Amadeus was calm and calm, staring at him closely with extremely aggressive eyes.

Ha ha.

With a careless smile, Jinguji Mitsunobu hit the tennis ball back.

"Oh!"

Ordinary whipping was now extremely powerful and impactful, and the tennis ball flew towards the opposite side like a cannonball.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Like generals attacking a city, every fight between Hikari Jinguji and Amadeus was like a small battle.

Gunsmoke, fighting, iron blood, not giving in an inch!
The shocking confrontation deeply impressed every spectator and player who came to watch the game.

He is not as elegant and gorgeous as when competing with Camus, and is a gentleman and shrewd, but he has a more pure pursuit and persistence of victory and defeat.

"Be strong."

People's eyes were trembling, they were excited, their lips were opening and closing silently, and they could not help but slowly speak out what they were thinking.

You are indeed very strong, Hikaru Jinguji.

Amadeus' eyes flashed, and he looked at Jinguji Hikaru with a touch of appreciation in his cold eyes.

It is because of this that you are more valuable to defeat.

A bottomless black light covering everything surged in Amadis's eyes.

"Keep your eyes open for the little devils."

Oni Jujiro spoke in a deep voice, his expression solemn and solemn, and his slit-like eyes shone with an indescribable light.

"World-class moves are coming!"

Momoshiro Takeshi and others' eyes widened immediately, not daring to miss the next scene. Then, their vision was filled with endless darkness.

"call--"

Endless darkness surged out of Amadis, and in the blink of an eye, it stripped everything of its color and drowned out the light of Jingu Temple.

This is!

As if walking alone in a dark forest, there is a pair of fierce and dangerous eyes hidden in every corner, staring at him with malice.

His whole body was filled with all kinds of gazes, looking for his weaknesses and flaws.

Amadeus' [Dark Shot]?

Jinguji Hikaru's expression remained unchanged, he suppressed his inner discomfort and looked at the flying tennis ball calmly.

tread!
Just taking the first step, Jinguji Hikari couldn't help but feel that the sight hidden in the darkness was even more dangerous. They stared closely at his every move, looking for opportunities to devour him.

Tapping.

"Oh!"

Amadeus looked at Jinguji Hikaru who calmly responded with cold eyes, and continued to attack.

"Oh!"

The terrifying darkness always shrouded Jinguji Temple, and the deadly suffocating atmosphere made Takeshi Momoro and others watching the game in the audience shudder, their eyes were tense, and a drop of cold sweat flowed down unconsciously.

"This is... what a terrifying sense of oppression this is."

Amadeus on the court is like the god of death walking at the junction of darkness and reality, a ruthless reaper who wants to offend the arrogant people in his field.

"Oh!"

"Okay, so strong."

Kintaro Toyama's eyes trembled.

"Is this an illusion?"

He hesitated and said: "Why do I feel that the guy with the dreadlocks is getting more and more powerful in his fight back?"

"It's not an illusion, it's just that!"

Keith looked solemn.

"That is Amadeus's ability, which can swallow all light - [Dark Shot]."

Toyama Kintaro looked shocked.

"Dark ball?!"

"Look for and amplify the opponent's weaknesses to attack cruelly and mercilessly, and defeat the opponent without leaving any room."

"Now for the boss, once the slightest flaw or weakness is revealed, he will be fatally attacked by the opponent in the next second, so he must be very careful and vigilant, but"

“The more you care, the more things will go wrong.”

Ryuya Echizen said in a deep voice: "It is impossible for the players to make no mistakes during the game. Balance, muscles, breathing, these small details, no matter how careful they are, they will be disturbed by the opponent. The opponent will take advantage of these small details. One point, keep attacking.”

"Without giving the opponent a chance to breathe, it will magnify these flaws that can usually be adjusted instantly, and finally tear them apart to form a fatal wound."

"This is the so-called [hidden ball]."

“It’s a style of play designed to defeat the opponent.”

"So that's it."

Toyama Kintaro was impressed and surprised at the same time, and finally couldn't help shouting: "So what's going on with the boss now?"

"Isn't that bad!"

Takeshi Momoro looked at Oni Jujiro with an uneasy expression.

"How can there be no mistakes in such a fierce competition!"

Oni Jujiro glanced sideways at Momojo Takeshi, who suddenly realized his identity and smiled bitterly.

"There is no way."

At this time, Irie Kanata said aloud: "Either we can face Amadeus' attack without making any mistakes, or we can defeat Amadeus before the mistakes expand."

this.
"It's the same as not saying it."

Irie Kanata looked at Takeshi Momojo with a smile on his face, a kind look on his face.

"That's what you meant to say."

The corners of Takeshi Momoro's mouth twitched slightly.

"Boy, what is difficult for you may not be impossible for that guy."

Oni Jujiro couldn't stand Takeshi Momoro's funny expression, so he couldn't help but said, "Look carefully at that guy's expression now."

expression? ! Minister?

Momoshiro Takeshi was stunned for a moment, and then looked towards Jinguji Hikaru on the court.

Upon closer inspection, Takeshi Momoro's eyes suddenly widened.

Jinguji light him, him!
"You're laughing, right?"

Oni Jujiro looked at Hikaru Jinguji on the court faintly, and said solemnly: "That boy, I'm afraid he is enjoying himself under the pressure brought by Amadeus."

Enjoy it? !
Takeshi Momoro opened his mouth in astonishment.

Is this something worth being happy about? ! (End of chapter)