The Legend of Net King

The dust settled, and the sight became clear again,

Duke was back on the court,

The eyes first glanced at their arms,

His clothes were torn at the wrists,

"It's amazing..."

Whispering softly,

Then he looked at Jing Zhiguang on the opposite side,

A gleam flashed in his eyes,

"So... Let's go! "

I saw his eyes glaring, his hands and arms clenching the racket, and his sleeves bulging,

Take a sharp breath in your mouth,

"Hah!"

There was a loud roar from the mouth, and the chest. The muscles of the chamber swelled instantly,

Bulging high,

The clothes are tight.

Sting!

There was a tearing sound,

The people in the stands couldn't help but shrink their pupils,

Don't?

The high school students of the French team are also bright-eyed,

Baptiste was even more solemn.

Duke let out another roar,

Boom!

The clothes on his body burst open in an instant, and the crumbs of his clothes flew all over the sky and fell to the ground.

"This..."

The audience couldn't help but widen their eyes again,

Following Baptiste's torn clothes in the last game,

The players of the French team reproduce the stunt of bursting clothes,

"It's scary!"

Looking at the terrifying aura emanating from Duke Watanabe's body, people only felt a huge force attacking.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the 'king of destruction' of the French team..."

......

"Oh?"

Jing Zhiguang's eyes looked at Duke Watanabe, who was shirtless and looked even more terrifying,

Whispering in his mouth,

"This is the true posture of the King of Destruction!"

Then the corners of the mouth hooked,

A gleam flashed in his eyes,

That's what makes it interesting!!

The momentum on his body is also gushing out,

Sting!

The momentum of the two collided in mid-air, and both seemed to bring a surge of wind and clouds.

Air circulation is inexplicably obstructed,

The audience raised their hands to their chests and clenched their fists,

to relieve the tension in your heart.

"What a horrible two!"

Mamoru Inoue felt the pressure coming from the court, which was completely different from the atmosphere he had when he watched the game in Japan.

The momentum emanating from such a level made him feel depressed in his heart.

......

Syllable!

Syllable!

Jing Zhiguang gently slapped the tennis ball, and looked at Duke opposite,

A flash of light flashed,

"Smack!"

With a tennis ball in his hand,

"It's coming!"

As soon as the words fell, the light began to bloom on his hands,

This golden dazzling tennis ball has reappeared,

And with an even more terrifying aura of destruction of everything!

"Light Strike—Destruction!"

Rumble!

The racket hits this little golden sun,

A thunderclap exploded,

The tennis ball instantly exploded with tremendous power,

Sting!

Tearing the air in the blink of an eye,

Boom!

The tennis ball came at Duke Watanabe.

"Can you get it~.?"

The high school students of the French team had anticipation in their eyes.

The audience also watched the field intently.

——

Shout!

Tennis comes in front of you,

On the way from the pillar of light, it was already like a tornado transiting, and the smoke and dust on the ground were swept away.

Boom!

smashed on the ground, the ground cracked instantly,

The flying stones flew wildly, and the dust was filled.

The view is obscured,

suddenly

The terrifying momentum is overwhelming.

A golden tennis ball hits,

Duke Watanabe was particularly dignified at this time,

Boom!

Hold your legs one behind the other, firmly on the ground.

The muscles of the right arm are swollen, and the green muscles and blood vessels on it are exposed.

With a loud cry in his mouth,

"Roar!"

The racket slammed into the tennis ball,

Rumble!

There was a huge fluctuation, and the air around the racket was rippling, and the air exploded.

The invisible impact slammed into the wall behind him, shattering in an instant.

The force impacted, Duke Watanabe's face turned red, and he could see that the muscles of his upper body were exerting force and expanding,

clenched his teeth, and his face was even more hideous.

Wind and dust surging,

"Roar!"

Duke let out a roar,

The arm is fierce,

Sting!

The terrifying tennis ball on the racket instantly broke away from the racket,

Pumped out.

Shout!

Woohoo!

The tennis ball flew at high speed, leaving a scorching trail in the air, and the air seemed to be rising.

Whew!

Rumble!

A roar that tore through the air.

"Great, fight back!!"

The high school students of the French team couldn't help but show a hint of joy as Duke Watanabe successfully responded to Jing Zhiguang's light shot.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of the king of destruction!"

"The strength is really strong..."

They looked forward to it and said happily.

......

Atsukyo Tono in the stands also didn't expect that Duke, the French team, would be able to fight back and destroy!

You must know that if you can hit the ball back, its own strength has reached a certain level.

"The French team is not in vain..."

Tono couldn't help but say.

Kimishima Yuto pushed his glasses even more, and said retortfully:

"Of course, after all, it is a country that occupies the big 4 place all the year round, and as the main force of the French team, it is inevitable to have such a level!"

The Phoenix of the Equal House looked at Duke who caught the destruction and nodded,

"Yes, he has the momentum to serve as the king of destruction!"

......

In the blink of an eye,

The tennis ball rushed to Jing Zhiguang's side,

"Not bad!"

"Huh!"

Jing Zhiguang snorted softly in his mouth,

Grip the racket with your right arm,

Rumble!

Hit the tennis ball in the air,

In an instant, the surrounding air waves rose and burst.

Fierce winds,

Shout!

Jing Zhiguang's black hair was blown, and the coat he wore behind him was also blown up and down.

The invisible force spread, hitting the ground behind him,

Thundered!

A loud explosion like a bomb,

The wall was smashed into a pit.

"This..."

All of a sudden, the audience behind Jing Zhiguang was also busy and took many steps back.

They didn't expect Duque of the French team to be so terrible!

Boom!

Jing Zhiguang kicked hard with his right foot,

Rumble!

Sting!

With a flick of the right arm,

Just volley back the horrible shot.

......

Rumble!

Rumble!

The next battle escalates step by step,

The field was shrouded in smoke and dust, and broken stones were flying everywhere,

And the power is quite terrifying.

The referees on the court couldn't help but clench their collars.

Gritting his teeth in his mouth,

Keep an eye on the matchups on the field.

".~This..."

Many spectators were no longer able to watch what was happening on the field.

All you can hear is the constant sound of hitting the ball on the court and the roar of the tennis ball hitting the ground.

However, for players of the level of Byodoin Phoenix and Onijujiro,

None of this is a problem,

Their expressions are extraordinarily serious,

Keep your eyes on the court.

They were able to capture the duel on the field.

Rumble!

"Japan scored, the score was 2-1!"

A game lasts a long time,

Every ball Duke Watanabe is doing his best,

Without mercy.

......

However, Jing Zhiguang's current strength is obviously strong and terrifying,

This is not only Jing Zhiguang himself who thinks so,

At this time, everyone who watched this duel had such an intuitive feeling.

With the afterburner step by step,

Duke Watanabe felt struggling with every ball, his face was also red, and the sweat was revealed.

But Jing Zhiguang is still breezy and calm, and there is no sweat on his face at all.

"This guy from the Japanese team..."

Camus of the French team flashed shock in his eyes,

"What kind of evolution did you get in that duel!!"

They had to be shocked, Jing Zhiguang on the field now compared to Jing Zhiguang when he faced off against Lucas in country D before,

It's a world of difference!

"It seems that your approach, Boss, has indeed succeeded..."

Atsukyo Tono's eyes widened, (Wang Zhao) looked at Jing Zhiguang, who was firmly suppressing Duke,

Said with a sigh.

In fact, the Phoenix of the Equality House didn't think about how much progress Jing Zhiguang would make...

......

Rumble!

"Japan scores, 5-1!"

The score is desperate,

Looking at the disadvantage of the game, it seems that there is an irreparable trend, and Duke is even more ruthless,

His eyes were red, and he stared round,

The bruises on the face are also exposed.

"Roar!"

Let out an angry roar.

"It's..."

A hint of sharpness flashed in Jing Zhiguang's eyes.

Rumble!

Duke Watanabe looked at the tennis ball in the air,

"Duke home run!"

Huge roar,

The air erupted with a huge roar,

It seemed that the whole stadium was shaken,

Sting!

A ray of light runs through the court,

The smell of burning was heard in the air.

Rumble!

The explosions on the field flew louder and louder.

"It's still tennis!!"

Mamoru Inoue trembled, and said distractedly.

Rumble!

"France scored, 5-2."

Desperately, Duke Watanabe didn't care about his physical condition at all, and he was hitting every ball as if he was completely overdrawn.

finally got a game back again in Jing Zhiguang's hands. _

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