Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

In his mind, he slowly recalled the flash of light in his mind when he practiced the ball of light with a cross shot.As for Minamijiro's words, it was obvious that the two shots were somehow related.

If it is said that the opposite of light is darkness, then the principle of dark hitting should be the opposite of light hitting.

"wrong!"

He thought of the unbreakable return. Although the rotation was opposite and the direction was opposite, the feeling of tennis was similar.

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It's like... a positive and negative comparison.

and many more!

Mirror Eyes!

Mirror!

He opened his eyes, and at this moment, the tennis ball just flew to the side of his left hand, almost touching his racket.

"This feeling is..."

In the crowd, the snow-white-haired youth frowned slightly.For a moment, he actually felt a hint of familiarity from the silver-haired youth.

"The sphere of light and the sphere of darkness are like two worlds inside and outside a mirror."

In Baishi's eyes, there is a hint of deep and dark color: "They have the same principle, but the form of expression is opposite. It's just that the difference is not the outside, but the inside!"

Swish!

He swung the racket, and his left hand raised the racket quickly.In an instant, everyone outside the venue felt an inexplicable depression.

hum!

At this moment, a black cloud suddenly appeared on Bai Shi's right hand.In the blink of an eye, it melts into the inside of a tennis ball.

boom!

Immediately, his racket slammed into the tennis ball.

Whoosh!

Immediately, a black tennis ball turned into an elliptical spiral cannonball and charged towards the opposite.

"This is……"

And at the moment Shiraishi hit the ball, outside the field, the pupils of the snow-white-haired youth shrank suddenly, and blurted out, "Hit the ball in the dark!"

Chapter [-] Dark Shots

"This, this is..."

Looking at the tennis ball flying towards him, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Weird and unpredictable!

In his dark eyes, only a shadow flashed, and his brain started to work, as if to analyze the principle of this trick.However, his mirror pupil seemed to sense something extremely terrifying, and instinctively rejected this kind of behavior.

It seems that this shot contains something extremely terrifying.

"This……"

In the small dark room, when Kurobe and the others saw the flashing black light, their color changed suddenly.Especially Kurobe, he stood up from the seat regardless of his image, his eyes fixed on the screen.

"not good!"

Seeing that it is not broken. Behind him, there are steps full of people. His pupils shrank, and he immediately grabbed the contactor at hand and scolded: "Everyone, leave there immediately! Immediately!"

"Otherwise, the consequences are at your own risk!"

boom!

Hearing this, the expressions of the high school students around the stadium changed, and they suddenly became noisy.This voice was too familiar to them, but it was because of the familiarity that they were puzzled.

"F, what happened."

"Isn't that the voice of Coach Kurobe? Could it be that there is any danger in this stadium?"

"I don't know, but it's not wrong to leave quickly!"

The messy high school student area suddenly scattered.

Whoosh!

It was also at this moment that Bupu raised his hand to prepare to hit back at the tennis ball, and felt a sense of oppression that almost suffocated him.

"Gudu..."

He instinctively swallowed, but he didn't know what was going on.

Boo!

Immediately, a slight sound came out.

It was as if the stones fell into the lake, swaying the ripples, and within the unbroken line of sight, there was also a trace of black ripples that gradually dispersed.

"That is……"

His brain reacted instinctively, but at this moment, time seemed to stand still.Then, the black spot flashed, touching the racket he stretched out.