The Legend of Net King

The girls gathered around the court all screamed when they saw that Jing Zhiguang was going to single-handedly challenge the entire tennis club!

"Ahh - My prince is so handsome, so domineering! "

"I love it, it's amazing! ......"

......

Hearing the screams of the girls on the sidelines, the third-graders couldn't help but hate Jing Zhiguang even more.

Jing Zhiguang, who was standing on the side of the court, didn't care much about the screams, he saw a big tall man walking out again, and couldn't help but sigh that he really should be taller, in fact, he is not short, 11 years old 155cm, in the original book Ryoma is only 151cm old at the age of 12! It's just that the opponents he met were all seniors, so they were all higher than him.

However, he didn't care, and he didn't even want to look at the data on the other side, he said that he didn't feel that the opponent had any strength.

"Boy, look at your little arms, don't be discounted by me next. Haha-" The other party came up and sneered.

Jing Zhiguang shrugged his shoulders and said hurry up and serve! I'll hit you with my left hand and without all my strength, I said secretly in my heart.

"Humph! - Nakamori, who snorted angrily, finally clenched his racket and prepared to serve.

Gently tossed the tennis ball, only to see the opponent bow his waist, bend his leg and jump hard to hit the tennis ball, "Bang!" Hearing a hit, the tennis ball flew out with a swish, and hit the other side of Jing Zhiguang, Jing Zhiguang stood in place and didn't move, seeing such a serve, the third grade on the sidelines couldn't help but admire, "Yes, the standard of this ball is very high, and the speed is also very fast, that kid probably didn't react!" "

"Yes, you still want to challenge us like this, let Nakamori teach him a good lesson..."

In their opinion, Jing Zhiguang couldn't react at all, and stood still, but Minister Rukawa Jiro didn't see it that way, looking at Jing Zhiguang's indifferent face and even a hint of a smile, he didn't believe that this young man's strength was so simple!

Just when they were looking forward to scoring directly on the serve, Jing Zhiguang moved, his legs moved instantly, as if he had shaken out a phantom, but he rushed to the landing point of the tennis ball in one step, and he was the last to come first, and appeared there before the tennis ball landed, and then waved the left-handed racket lightly

Bang - bang!

I only heard two balls, the sound of hitting the ball and the sound of landing sounded at the same time, it was indeed a direct score, but Jing Zhiguang hit the ball back and scored directly, the opponent did not react, and was stunned to watch Jing Zhiguang motionless, all the tennis members on the sidelines were stunned, they didn't expect Jing Zhiguang's speed to be so fast, and the speed of hitting the ball back was also extraordinary.

"Good, so powerful..."

"It's such a fast ball, the third-grade seniors can't react at all."

The first-year and second-year players next to them began to talk, and at the beginning, when Jing Zhiguang challenged the third-year seniors, they didn't dare to speak out at all, and they weren't optimistic, but this goal directly changed their minds.

"Wow, that's handsome, score straight ..."

"Ah, the batting posture is really handsome!"

......

It was the screams of the onlookers, and as the news of the game spread, more people came to watch the challenge.

"Eh, seniors over there, hurry up and serve, okay? I'm going to beat the rest of you!" Jing Zhiguang looked at the opponent who was completely unresponsive, and couldn't help but start urging.

"How, how is it possible?!" Nakamori, who didn't believe it, said that it must be a coincidence, yes, it was a coincidence, how could a first-year student have such a strong strength.

Rukawa Jiro was a little happy to see this scene, and finally there was a decent person who could join the tennis club.

In the case of Nakamori hypnotizing himself again and again, he played a second serve again, the speed of the ball was a little faster than last time, and the strength increased, but Jing Zhiguang said that it was still a very weak serve

This level,It's estimated that it's the level of the regional competition.,At most, it's at the bottom.,It's too weak.,How did Mu no Teng, a year before the plot in the original book begin, beat Yoshihei Tachibana and Chisato Chitose Lion.,He even won the runner-up in the national competition.,He expressed doubt and curiosity!

It is estimated that Chitose's eye was injured at that time, and his strength decreased a lot!

If you don't understand, you don't think about it anymore, Jing Zhiguang doesn't want to waste too much time with them

It is better to find a way to improve the strength of the tennis department if you have this time, so Jing Zhiguang quickly hit back, only to see that the ball hit back faster than the previous ball

Bang! Suddenly, he flew behind the middle guard, and this time, everyone didn't think that Jing Zhiguang's counterattack was a coincidence, this is strength!

"Wow - score again, come on! - Prince Charming! "

"Come on! ......"

......

Hearing a deafening cheering sound, everyone looked around in surprise and found that the stadium was surrounded by dense spectators, and most of them were girls

Rukawa Jiro said that except for the tennis club when the previous minister was so popular, there have not been so many people watching it since he took over!

The next game is very simple, it's not a level at all, no, it should be said that I don't know how many levels are missing, I only saw the score become 1:0,

Then 2:0,

3:0，

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In the last 6-0, at the end of the moment, Nakamori simply knelt in place, but for five minutes on and off, he felt like a year had passed, it was simply torment, and now he was finally liberated.

"Eh, those seniors over there, hurry up, don't delay time?!" Jing Zhiguang pointed the racket in his hand, only to see the crowd leaning back for a while, and they all retreated

Seeing all the eyes around them, the third-grade seniors who felt that they had no face had no choice but to bite the bullet

Maybe they still have the idea that they can win a game before they go on the court, but Jing Zhiguang will tell them that it is impossible, all of them are zero.

6-0，

6-0，

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6-0

I only saw a 6-0 score, a row of third-graders lying on the tennis court, and some third-grade seniors who were not convinced.

Jing Zhiguang on the opposite field said that he didn't have to work hard at all, and he had just finished warming up

There was another burst of screaming all around.

"It's so strong, he swept the tennis club!"

"It's so strong! Worthy of my Prince Charming! ——"

"What?! It's mine! ......"

"Mine..."

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