Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 39 U17 Training Camp Competition
  Fudomine Tennis Court.

squeak-

The green wire mesh door of the tennis court was opened by a white hand.

Fuji, wearing a blue and white Seigaku team uniform, walked in with a black tennis bag on his back. The breeze blew the hair on his forehead, and his eyes were extremely bright at this moment.

"Yuki-kun, please compete with me!"

His voice fell.

Suddenly.

Everyone on the court stopped, and more than twenty pairs of eyes looked at the challenger.

Yuki Satoru was a little surprised when he saw Fuji suddenly arriving, but the next moment.
  "Okay."

At the same time, a game was also going on in the Japanese U17 training camp.

Bang!
  The yellow tennis ball continued to expand in his eyes, and a terrifying aura spread across the entire court.

"Game, Byodoin Phoenix, 2-0!"

The referee's voice made Tokugawa Kazuya recover from the previous goal, but his pupils were still full of horror.

"There is such a guy in this training camp."

After the two games just played, his white sportswear had long been stained by dust and sweat and was dirty.

"What's wrong? Don't our returnee elites have any strength now?"

Byodoin Phoenix picked his ears with his little finger and raised a scornful smile on his lips.

"hateful."

Reluctant anger welled up in Tokugawa's eyes, and he clenched the racket with his left hand. Milky white aura surged from it, and a colorful light shone faintly.

Bang!
  There was an explosion, and a colorful light suddenly appeared on the court.

And the tennis ball kept flashing in this beam of light, unpredictable and erratic.

With such speed and skill, Yuki Satoru would probably be ashamed if he were here.

But
  Bang!
  "Elite! Such tennis is not worthy of your status!"

Faced with such a serve, Byodoin Phoenix's eyes were cold and his tone was still flirtatious.

As if strolling in a garden, he waved his right hand and easily hit the ball back, carrying even more violent power.

"0-15!"

Bang!
  "3-0!"

"Exchange venues!"

This game was simply a massacre of one side against the other. The strength of the two was not on the same level at all.

"Is this the player from Japan's U17 first team?"

Mitsuya Akuto, who has long hair the color of cherry blossoms, murmured, his plain glasses without prescription hiding the shock in his heart.

"Strong, beyond imagination."

Ping Shanzhi, who often made strange expressions and made noises, finally became serious.

These first-year high school students were all selected here because of their outstanding performance in past competitions.

Talent is everywhere in this training camp.

If you have to say who is the strongest among the first-year students, it must be Tokugawa Kazuya.

Akuto's statistical tennis and his bullet play were all destroyed in front of Tokugawa, but Tokugawa's colorful serve has yet to be counterattacked by anyone.

but
  Such a powerful Tokugawa, standing in front of the man named Byodoin Phoenix, looked like a newborn chicken, unable to fight back.

Just relying on pure speed and strength, he completely suppressed Tokugawa. With this level of physical fitness, if you look at it one more time, you will explode if you get closer.
  Ping Shanzhi straightened the cuckold on his head with his hands. For him, the impact of the scene in front of him was really too great.

This training camp is not as simple as imagined.
  Swah——

The violent tennis ball rotates at an extremely fast speed, terrifying power gathers in it, and the tennis ball flies through the air easily.

Bang!
  The tennis ball hit Tokugawa on the chin, and he flew directly into the air. His brain suddenly shook, his vision went black, and his ears roared.

After a long time, he stood up from the ground with difficulty, but his eyes had lost focus.

"Elite, let me teach you the true meaning of victory and defeat!"

Seeing Tokugawa's tragic situation, Byodoin Phoenix did not feel any apology at all, and the tennis balls continued to attack the trembling Tokugawa.

Bang!
  The ball hit him in the stomach.

Bang!
  The ball hit him in the chest.     Bang, bang, bang!
  Tokugawa's body was constantly hit by cannonball-like tennis balls on the tennis court, just like a swaying boat beaten by waves in a storm. The boat could be destroyed at any time.

"Ghost, if he continues like this, he will be destroyed."

Watching the game on the field, Irie Kanata put away his previous smile and his expression became serious.

Oni Jujiro on the side looks a bit old-fashioned, not like a high school student, but he has flamboyant red hair and is very domineering.

The ghost didn't speak, but his sharp eyes were always paying attention to the changes on the court.

Since losing the World Championship last year, Byodoin has become more domineering and stronger.

hum-

A wave of waves spread suddenly.

"Destroy it."

The left hand of Byodoin Phoenix bloomed with an unparalleled golden light, and a terrifying wave representing the aura of destruction suddenly condensed on the court.

"That's..." Irujiang Chanduo's pupils shrank, and he suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

"What's this?!"

Taira Zenyuki and Mitsugu Akudo stood up straight in an instant, their eyes full of shock.

Tennis balls will shine! ?

The memories deep in the minds of the other sophomore training camp members were awakened again.

They had seen this glowing tennis ball, just last year
  "Farewell, Elite!"

Bang!
  There was a ripple in the air.

The golden tennis ball left the Byodo-in racket, and the entire court trembled under the terrifying aura.

An idea appeared in everyone's mind.

If hit by this ball, this kid named Tokugawa will die——

Facing this fatal blow, his brain kept sending warnings at this moment, but Tokugawa couldn't even move.

In the blink of an eye, this terrifying golden light has arrived in front of us!

Are you going to die?
  Swah——

In an instant, a figure suddenly appeared, with red hair that looked like burning flames.

Bang!
  There was an explosion!
  The strong wind swept everything around in an instant, and the fierce wind pressure made it impossible for people near the stadium to open their eyes.

Everyone felt the two forces colliding on the court! Gather! And in the next moment, he suddenly fell to the ground and threw away thousands of golden lights!

The yellow tennis ball rolled to the feet of Byodoin Phoenix
  Oni Jujiro raised his racket, like the aura of ghosts and gods in hell, fighting against Byodoin.

"This game ends here!"

"Oh?"

Byodoin Phoenix raised his eyes, and the No. 1 badge shimmered on his collar.

Tennis court near Qingxue.

The two people faced each other from a distance. The setting sun shone on the dividing line, and a long black shadow separated the two people into different worlds.

"Senior Qingtian, please compete with me!"

Tezuka looked at Kunio Aoda with sharp eyes, and his tone was extremely firm. Although he said please, he didn't look like he could refuse at all.

Looking at this Tezuka who was different from usual, Kunio Aoda's temples were suddenly wet with sweat.

He felt as if he was back in the regional preliminaries. The person standing in front of him was not Tezuka, but Yuki Satoru of Fudomine.

Fudo Peak, tennis court.

Bang!
  Thunder Trio·Remnant·Electric Light!
  In the blink of an eye, the white light flashed away, and the tennis ball flew over the net with wisps of electric light.

puff-

"Game, Yuki Satoru, 1-0!"

Fuji opened his eyes and looked at the tennis ball on the ground.

"In return, please take a look at this move of mine."

　Also, but it’s after midnight, so you can watch it again tomorrow morning.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)