The Legend of Net King

Oni Jujiro and the others all looked at Jing Zhiguang,

"Guangjun, are you serious?"

Irie Sang Duo even lifted the frame of the glasses, looked into the eyes of Jing Zhi and said.

"Of course, ghost senior, you can take a rest!"

Jing Zhiguang's body sitting in the stands leaned forward, folded his hands, supported his chin, and said in a firm tone.

"Huh..."

The corners of Oni Jujiro's mouth rose slightly,

"You don't want to lose!"

Jing Zhiguang stood up,

Pick up the racket next to you,

Without looking back, he walked forward to the court.

Only one sentence remains,

"Don't worry, I won't lose!!"

......

Da!

Da!

Jing Zhiguang looked relaxed and walked onto the court step by step with a racket.

"Oh my God, this is that Jing Zhiguang, right!"

Looking at the young players of the Japanese team on the field,

Someone in the stands couldn't help but shout.

"Yes..."

The person next to him was also excited,

Said in his mouth.

"Finally seeing him play again!"

"Great,"

There was also a man who cried out loudly,

"I didn't go to the last match between Japan and Country D, so I couldn't see the Japanese team's Jing Zhiguang beat the professional players, and I feel sorry now..."

"Now I can finally see Jing Zhiguang on the field again!"

Click!

Click...

The movements of the hands are non-stop, and the camera is frantically taking pictures.

Mamoru Inoue was also very excited, this was the first time he had seen Jing Zhiguang play,

"It's amazing!"

Inoue looked at Jing Zhiguang's plain and young face and said with a sigh.

......

Da!

Walk to the net,

A few steps away, Jing Zhiguang and Duke Watanabe met with each other!

“......"

Duke Watanabe opened his mouth, a flash of struggle flashing in his eyes.

There was silence for a long time, just when the referee couldn't help but want to urge.

Duke Watanabe spoke:

"That's... That,"

There was a pause in his tone.

"What's the matter?"

Jing Zhiguang saw that the opponent seemed to be about to say something, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, but he still asked.

Duke Watanabe finally gritted his teeth,

Ask directly:

"Your Lord will be all right!"

And sure enough,

Jing Zhiguang's inner secret words,

But there was no expression on his face,

said in a flat tone:

"It's okay, I should be lying in the hospital..."

"It's... I'm sorry...... If it weren't..."

Duke listened and couldn't help but say guiltily.

But his words were not finished,

was directly interrupted by Jing Zhiguang.

"I say this, I hope you don't get me wrong..."

Jing Zhiguang looked at Duke, and a gleam flashed in his eyes,

"Whether or not our master will participate in the tournament will not affect our competition, because..."

The tone paused,

The corners of Jing Zhiguang's mouth hooked an arc,

Firmly said:

"You won't have any chance of winning this game!"

“......"

Listening to Jing Zhiguang's bland words,

Duke's face froze, and his expression became a little serious.

"For the sake of the French team, I will also give it my all!"

"That's the best!"

After Jing Zhiguang finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the bottom line.

——

Both sides are ready,

The game begins.

France's serve,

Syllable!

Duke Watanabe patted the tennis ball,

His eyes stared at Jing Zhiguang on the other side,

At this time, it is necessary to leave behind personal emotions and concentrate on the game.

Hmmm-

Throw your wrist upwards hard,

The tennis ball flies,

The eyes of the audience gathered,

Duke Watanabe jumped lightly,

Call!

Raise your racket high, and bring a whistling in the air,

Bang!

It hit the tennis ball.

Shout!

moment

A tennis ball is like a cannonball that is discharged,

Whew!

With a gust of wind howling,

Rush towards the opposite side.

"It's finally begun..."

The high school students of the French team on the side clenched their fists,

"It's... Can you win this one..."

They murmured softly.

"After all, the opponent is Jing Zhiguang, who has defeated the profession of country D!!"

"And it's not sure if Duke is in the right state..."

High school students in France are worried,

If this game loses again... So......

Their eyes darkened.

Camus heard their words, and said in a flat tone,

"Duke knows what he's doing... So what we can do at the moment is to wait for fate! "

subsequently

Camus stroked his tennis racket in his hand,

It's as affectionate as a lover.

"I don't know if I can appear on stage with you this time, dear..."

The tone is lingering and sincere.

......

Regardless of what happens off the pitch,

On the pitch at the moment,

Sou!

The tennis ball broke through the air,

This tennis ball is powerful and heavy, and the power looks very unusual.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the 'king of destruction' of the French team, and the power of this ball looks terrifying!"

The crowd of the French team could not help but shout.

In the blink of an eye,

Swish!

The tennis ball smashed on Jing Zhiguang's court,

Boom!

crashed into the ground with a dull sound,

A clear trail was left and a puff of dust was kicked up.

And then it bounces up quickly,

Boom!

The air was constantly squeezed and made a sound.

If it were an ordinary person, it would definitely be ready for it, and the strength of this ball was very heavy.

But the opponent is Jing Zhi,

Wow!

I saw a figure running quickly,

When the tennis ball bounces,

Jing Zhiguang has appeared on the side of the tennis ball.

Arms lightly raised,

Bang!

The racket intercepted in front of the tennis ball,

A force came,

But for Jing Zhiguang, there is no feeling.

"Is that all there is to it?"

A soft muttering in his mouth,

With a flick of the arm,

Bang!

Shout!

The tennis ball quickly detached from the racket,

Cutting a precise arc through the air,

Fly towards Duke's bottom left baseline.

The speed, power, and angle are much higher than Duke's serve.

"Awesome!"

A gleam flashed in Duke Watanabe's eyes,

"He is worthy of being a person who can defeat the commander of the D country..."

He sighed inwardly.

"Still,"

Boom!

His right foot slammed into the ground, and the pitch trembled.

Swish!

The body is like a cheetah, running towards the tennis ball.

"I'm not going to let you score so easily!"

"Wow, that's fast..."

The audience couldn't help but scream in amazement,

Because Duke is fat and strong,

Such a flexible and fast pace makes them incredible.

......

A few steps across,

Duke's figure instantly appeared from the rightmost corner to the leftmost bottom line,

Looking at the tennis ball in the air,

Duke Watanabe's arm bulged slightly,

"Hah!"

With a low cry in his mouth,

"Bang!"

Quickly swinging racket and tennis ball collide together,

There was a wave in the air,

With a crisp hitting sound,

Sting!

The tennis ball tore the air in an instant,

Shoot at the other side.

"Nice ripost!"

Jing Zhiguang's body appeared in the center of the court,

intercepted the tennis ball in mid-air,

His eyes were fixed on an empty area in Duke.

"But... Your weaknesses are exposed! "

Bang!

A quick half-volley,

The tennis ball flies back at a faster pace.

Smashed directly into Duke's backhand empty area.

Then pull out the out-of-bounds to score!

"Japan scores, the score is 15-0!"

The referee's voice fell,

The audience immediately resounded with a sensation,

"The performance of both players is wonderful!"

"Yes, Duke's quick defensive counterattack, Jing Zhi's accurate volley, the strength is so strong!"

They were all excited.

As a spectator, in addition to cheering for the team you support, isn't it just to be able to watch a wonderful matchup!!

And this game,

It will undoubtedly be the best of the day!! _

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