The Legend of Net King

"Whew... Whew..."

"Whew... The two players of the Han team, Lee Yong-jun and Choi In-jun, were lying on the ground,

I can only gasp for breath,

His face was covered with sweat, his eyes didn't want to be opened, his hair was scattered, and he looked embarrassed.

"Finally... It's finally over..."

"This guy... It's a monster!"

Lee Yong-jun and Choi In-jun, their eyes struggling to open a slit,

Looking at the opposite side of the big Qu Ryuji, who was only slightly short of breath,

I couldn't help but think in horror.

......

"Really, it's finally over!"

Daqu Ryuji relaxed his body and couldn't help but mutter.

Tanejima Shuji also stood up,

"Ah, I'm glad I'm sorry, Ryuji!"

I stretched my waist, and I was quite tired after sitting for so long.

Shuji Tanejima couldn't help but move his body,

With a smile in his mouth, he said:

"Sure enough, it's easiest to form doubles with you..."

Daqu Ryuji patted his head, his mouth opened wide,

Said in a helpless tone,

"Spare me..."

......

Walking back to the rest area of the Japanese team,

"It's been a hard work, two..."

Irie Kana held up the frame and blinked,

Looking at Shuji Tanejima with a smile,

The meaning in the eyes is self-evident.

"Haha..."

Shuji Tanejima smiled awkwardly.

It's a bit unkind for him to let Daqu Ryuji play against the Han national team alone...

......

Team Han,

Bring back two tired half-dead players,

Looking at the murderous appearance of his master,

None of the other high school students dared to speak.

"Humph!"

Park Changyu snorted angrily,

Didn't say anything either.

What else can be said about such a situation? Obviously, the gap in strength between the two sides is too great!

It seems that the strength of this B-squad in Japan is also very strong!

......

This last game was when he played,

Park Changwoo is now only thinking about saving the last face of the Han national team.

But I don't know if the situation is too similar.

Park Changyu couldn't help but think of the last expedition and the battle with Jing Zhiguang,

The glowing tennis ball that could destroy everything made him shudder right now.

"Goo-dong!"

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva,

"That Jing Zhiguang and Byodoin are not in this group, there will always be such a terrifying existence among the opposing players..."

Park Changyu's heart fluttered all of a sudden, and he became very heavy, and his mind kept thinking.

——

Time passes minute by minute,

Soon the break in between was over.

"Now for the third game..."

The radio also sounded, introducing the information of the game.

"It's finally time..."

"If you win against Japan, you will advance to the round of 16!!"

"It seems to be their best result in the history of the World Cup!"

"That's right, and they still beat the king D national team to qualify as the top team in the group!"

"Oh my God, the Japanese team this time is really amazing..."

"How else would there be rumors that this year's Japanese team is the strongest? I heard that these players are called the Diamond Generation in Japan!!"

"It's amazing..."

“......"

——

The spectators in the stands made all kinds of noises, discussions, surprises, and shocks.

It's all about the Japanese team.

Park Changyu of the Han team, listening to the hilarious words, suppressed the worries in his heart, and walked onto the court step by step.

His face was ugly and worried,

The pressure is also very high!

However, he was now frantically suppressing emotions that had nothing to do with the idea of the game.

Because the game always has to be played,

And Park Changwoo now has only one purpose,

Salvage, no, at least save a little bit of the face of the Han national team.

......

Team Japan,

The high school students looked at the main Han who walked up to the field.

"Oh, isn't that the main general of Han who was defeated by Guangjun during the expedition?"

Irie Song helped the frame of the glasses, and his eyes flashed with a glimmer of light,

He said with a smile on his face.

"Yes, then it seems that the last opponent is him!"

Shuji Tanejima clasped his hands, looked at Park Changyu who was on the field, and said.

He did not know the strength of the other party, because he did not participate in the expedition.

But even if he is the main commander of the Han national team,

They are also confident.

Because the high school player of the Japanese team who played singles is,

Oni Jujiro!

......

Park Changwoo's eyes were fixed in the direction of the Japanese team,

Da!

Da!

There was a sound of footsteps.

Park Changyu's eyes couldn't help but stare at it,

His face was full of solemnity.

I saw a high school student with red hair standing on end like a hedgehog walking out, with a scar on his rugged face, which added a bit of fierceness.

He is the singles player of the Japanese team, Onijujiro!

The spectators in the stands looked at the ghosts on the field,

couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation,

"This Japanese player looks so strong... The strength will definitely be strong!"

“......"

——

The referee saw that both players were already on the field,

Signal the player to decide on the serve.

Across the net,

Park Changyu's eyes were fixed on Onijujiro.

Last Expedition,

He was completely crushed by Jing Zhiguang's light shots, and his mentality was shattered.

So I didn't seriously watch the last game of Onijujiro.

Just vaguely remembered,

This player easily defeated the second best player of the Han national team.

The score is 6-0!

Such a terrifying score is something that Park Changyu can't do.

......

Oni Jujiro felt that the other party's gaze had been on him, and he couldn't help but look up at the other party,

The moment the eyes crossed,

A trace of scarlet light seemed to flash in the ghost's eyes, and a sharp edge flashed, directly piercing Park Changyu.

"This..."

Park Changyu couldn't help but shake his body, and his eyes were stunned for a moment,

A feeling of horror suddenly surged into Park Changyu's heart.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"This guy... This guy's strength is definitely above me...

Soon, the tee game was decided,

Team Han serves first.

Both sides walked back to the center of the pitch.

......

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

Park Changyu slapped the tennis ball and listened to the sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground,

At this moment, he no longer had any illusions about victory or anything in his heart.

All he wanted was to save some face,

At least take a game or a goal in the hands of the Japanese team!

"Goo-dong!"

Park Changyu swallowed his saliva to relieve the tension in his heart.

Gritted his teeth 413 fiercely,

Hmmm-

Raise your wrist upward,

The tennis ball is thrown upward.

Boom!

The soles of the feet exert force, kick the ground,

Jump high!

Click,

The arm muscles swelled instantly, bursting out with tremendous force,

The racket slammed into the tennis ball in the air,

Bang!

A loud voice rang out,

Accompanied by Park Changyu's big drink,

"Beam Cannon!"

Shout!

Streaming down!

Tennis is like a ray of light, and the speed is extremely fast through the court.

And the momentum is violent, and the air is constantly vibrating.

The dust on the ground seemed to be swept away.

The spectators in the stands saw the tricks of the Han national team for the first time.

couldn't help but be shocked,

"The speed and strength of this serve are quite amazing!"

"I didn't expect the Han team to have such a powerful player?!"

"It's incredible..."

They also sighed, in their opinion, the speed and power of this beam cannon far exceeded the ordinary serve.

But

"Heh, it's this trick again!"

Oni Jujiro looked at the serving move that Park Changyu used to deal with Jing Zhiguang during the expedition and used it against him again,

"You really don't have any other tricks?......

A hint of mockery flashed in his mouth,

With a smile on his face,

It's just that under the ghost-like expression, it looks hideous and terrifying.

"But I remember, didn't the light boy say last time, what kind of 'beam cannon' are you at this level!"

Oni Jujiro looked at the flying tennis ball,

With a loud sigh,

"One Ball Kills You!"

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