Net King: Power of Fantasy

Youyun looked at the tennis ball flying rapidly, his eyes were flat, and there was not the slightest fluctuation.

Such an expression means that he is going to be serious.

Youyun held the racket tightly, aimed at the powerful ball of the trace, and slammed it over.

Bang.

Shout.

A sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, and the tennis ball ran through the court like lightning, faster than the serve of the trace.

The tennis ball flew past the side of the trace, and the strong wind brought with it blew the team’s uniform to shake slightly.

Yikes.

The tennis ball bounced up behind the trail and slammed into the iron fence at the edge of the court.

The high-speed spinning tennis ball rubbed wildly on the barbed wire, and a shrill sound sounded.

Click-click.

The power and spin on the tennis ball slowly disappeared and landed gently on the ground.

A burnt smell slowly spread.

“This, 0,0-15.”

Shinobu Zu, who was the referee, looked at the slightly blackened tennis ball behind Jibu, and was stunned for a while before finally reacting, and hurriedly reported the score.

“You guy, it’s really…”

Trace glanced at the tennis ball behind him, and then turned his head to look at the opposite cloud, and was about to say something, but when he saw the current expression of the cloud, he was slightly startled, and he didn’t say what he wanted to say.

At this time, the indifferent and casual smile that had always appeared on the face of the cloud had disappeared, replaced by silence and coldness.

The originally deep black eyes exuded a starry and mysterious brilliance at this time, and the moment he looked at these eyes, he only felt an invisible pressure spread throughout the court, pressing on his body.

This is the spiritual power of the cloud that is close to 8 o’clock, which is more powerful than Yuezhi Moonlight, even if he does not have the terrible technique similar to the spiritual assassination that he has not used on the traces, it is just a simple spiritual pressure, and it is not something that the traces can withstand now.

How long has it been, the last time, it seems to be a year ago, in Greece.

Looking at Youyun’s expression at this moment, Trace thought in his heart.

“The expression of the clouds is so terrifying.”

A trace of sweat appeared on the face of the Himawari people, and even outside the field, he felt the strong oppressive force.

You can imagine how bad it is to face the clouds on the pitch.

“Perhaps, we never knew him.”

Tezuka spoke.

Hearing his words, everyone nodded subconsciously.

This is the first time they have seen such a cloud.

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they would have found it hard to believe that the usual plain and easy-going clouds would appear on the pitch in a completely opposite way.

“Maybe after today, it’s hard for us to see such a scene a second time.”

Sakaki Taro said lightly, the expression on his face was as calm as ever, and no one knew what was going on in his heart.

Hearing Sakaki Taro’s words, everyone’s eyes finally shifted to the court again, and began to seriously watch the two of them on the court.

No one wants to miss such a rare scene.

On the tennis court.

Traces shook his head and cleared the thoughts out of his mind.

After all, this game continues.

Traces lifted his arm that became a little heavy under the mental pressure of the cloud, and sent the tennis ball out.

But the power of this ball is much worse than the previous one, whether it is power, speed or rotation.

Obviously, under such heavy pressure, the strength of the traces has been greatly affected.

A purple light appeared on the body of the cloud, which was different from the regular purple, giving people a more mysterious feeling.

The mysterious purple light slowly spread out, covering the entire body of the cloud.

A hint of color flashed in Youyun’s eyes, and he raised his racket and aimed it at the flying tennis ball.

“Uyi – Barrage Enchantment.”

Bang.

A shot sounded.

A large number of purple light projectiles appeared, frantically bombarding the traces.

“Traces, can you see clearly?”

The sound of the clouds came into the ears of the traces.

“Abominable.”

Trace’s face was unusually ugly.

But he also had no way, with his current insight, how to see through these countless purple light bullets.

The purple light bullets all landed on the field of the traces.

However, strangely, these purple light bullets landed on the ground, without making the slightest sound, nor leaving the slightest trace on the field, as if all these purple light bullets were false.

Bang.

A dull voice sounded.

The tennis ball had appeared behind the trail and then flew off the court.

“0-30。”

After the goal just now, this time Shinobu quickly reacted and reported the score.

It’s just that there is still an unconcealable shock in his eyes.

“What exactly is this?”

Shinobu said to himself.

The other five ice emperors outside the field and coach Sakakitaro watched all this on the field intently, for fear of missing a certain picture.

“Whew, phew, you guy, is it so scary to be serious?”

Trail lowered his head and gasped heavily, the one on his forehead sliding down his face and dripping to the ground.