The Legend of Net King

Dusty,

The audience looked at the looming, but full of dazzling blood-red figure, and lost their minds.

They don't understand why they are doing this.

"Whew... Whew..."

Duke gasped loudly, his face covered with sweat,

The teeth were bitten at the corners of the mouth, and there was a hint of blood in the mouth,

At this moment, his body was hot and painful, and the muscles of his arm were sore and swollen.

In all the years before the game with Jing Zhiguang, I had never felt so strongly.

......

short breaks,

"Oh my God..."

Tristan looked at Duke covered in bruises, and let out a burst of exclamation.

Baptiste stared, didn't say much, and brought the medical kit.

The high school students of the French team did some emergency treatment to Duke, and wanted to wrap a bandage on his upper body.

At this point,

"No... That would affect my performance..."

Duke Watanabe softly refused.

The expression is extraordinarily resolute.

Then he turned around and walked towards the playing field.

He just sprayed some hemostatic spray and returned to the field.

"For... Why do you want to do this..."

Tristan gritted his teeth and said with a flash of struggle.

"It's... It is the courage of a man who bears the honor and disgrace of the country! "

Baptiste said in a resolute tone.

A trace of fluctuation flashed in Camus's eyes, and he spoke:

"That's why I said that there is no need to worry about Duke's loyalty, he wears the uniform of the French team, and he has a stronger sense of mission to defend the glory of the country than anyone else..."

......

Jing Zhiguang stood on the court, his face relaxed and flat,

His eyes were fixed on the rest area opposite.

From there, a figure walked out,

He was naked,

The big muscles were bleeding all over the place.

Although the bleeding was stopped,

But the visual impact is even more shocking!!

Da!

Da!

Just watched Duke Watanabe step by step firmly on the field.

......

In the stands,

Byodoin and the others are all dignified,

Atsukyo Tono also said involuntarily:

"It's... Don't die..."

Kimishima Ikuto pushed his glasses, and his heart was full of thoughts.

The Phoenix of the House of Equality carefully looked at the French player who had nothing to do with him recently,

couldn't help but let out a cold snort in his mouth,

"Humph!"

There was a flash of recognition in his eyes.

Wearing the uniform of the national team should be the consciousness of fighting with your life.

At least, it's a good player!

......

The audience on the field broke out into a huge sensation at this moment,

"Oh my God, why are the French players going to keep fighting?"

"He's hurt like this..."

“......"

Inoue also watched with his eyes tight.

"France!"

"France!"

"France! ......"

Before you know it, the audience began to chant, and they were shocked by Duke Watanabe's performance,

The blood stains on the upper half of their bodies moved them.

At this game, the audience once again resounded with the cheers of the French team.

The scene finally became the home of the French team.

Pitchside,

The high school students of the French team watched the audience in shock.

"It's... It's..."

Camus's fingers caress the ends of his hair,

"The audience... I'm all infected..."

said with a sigh,

"The charm of tennis is unparalleled!"

At this moment,

At least for a moment,

Honor belongs to the French team,

Glory belongs to Duke Watanabe!

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"I understand your will..."

Looking at Duke Watanabe opposite, Jing Zhiguang said,

"So......... As a sign of respect, I... No mercy! "

When Duke heard this,

With a smile on his face,

"That's what I mean!"

The two looked at each other,

It seems to be an instant clash of swords and swords.

The momentum is confronting in the air,

The air was surging and shaking, filled with the smell of gunsmoke.

The second set,

Start now.

......

Rumble!

“Duke...... Home run! "

A roar flashed from Duke's mouth,

Sting!

On his arm, many capillaries were also ruptured, oozing a faint trace of blood.

The tingling sensation is more intense,

But Duke's resolve was even stronger.

Rumble!

The racket slammed into the incoming tennis ball.

After the loud bang,

Shout!

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the air sounded,

The tennis ball was hit back,

Shoot quickly towards the bottom line.

......

Wow!

Jing Zhiguang's footsteps were staggered,

The body appears on the side of the tennis ball.

"Huh!"

In order to show respect for his opponent, Jing Zhiguang will not show mercy.

The figure shrouded in darkness flashed again, staring at Duke with cold eyes.

As if winter is coming,

This made Duke's pupils on the opposite side constrict.

"It's coming..."

He muttered softly, then gritted his teeth and gritted his grip on the racket, ready to go.

Call!

Jing Zhiguang raised his racket lightly and waved it at the tennis ball.

The unclear figure behind him also took action.

Rumble!

"Light Shot—"

Crashing into the tennis ball, thunder exploded.

"Starlight!!"

Sting!

Rumble!

"This..."

Everyone couldn't help but feel that their eyes were suddenly dark.

A dazzling starlight emerged.

Duke Watanabe's pupils constricted,

The body tensed, and the small healing wound ruptured again.

Duke Watanabe saw a starry sky enveloping the court.

Hmmm-

A meteor falls, struck with a terrifying force that destroyed everything in the world.

The unbelievably large meteor, and the whole star-like pressure,

Leave Duke Watanabe completely immobile.

Rumble!

The tennis ball smashed on Duke's court with lightning and flint,

Click, the ground is torn apart,

And then with a "whoosh",

Whoosh!

The tennis ball bounces quickly,

Duke could only instinctively block the racket in front of him,

Rumble!

The audience only heard a loud noise,

The stadium has been shrouded in dust,

Dust obscured the view.

"This..."

"No... No... Something's going to happen..."

There was an uproar in the stands.

......

When the dust settles,

Duke Watanabe was propping up his body and getting up, covered with a lot of dust,

It looks so embarrassed.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

While struggling, he coughed at the same time.

There was a trail of blood at the corner of his mouth.

The tennis ball slammed into the wall behind the ground, blasting out a huge crater.

It was the aftermath that hit Duke, Watanabe, who was shot away and seriously injured.

"Oh my God..."

Watching Duke Watanabe stand up again, the audience was amazed.

The high school students of the French team could no longer say anything, they only felt ashamed,

Before that, some of them had doubts that Duke would be soft-hearted against the Japanese team.

I didn't expect them to look down on Duke! It's also an insult to yourself!

......

"Amazing opponents... That's all I can say..."

On the Japanese team's side, Irie Soku helped the frame and said with a sigh.

Onijujiro nodded.

Shuji Tanejima silently propped up the wall in front of the stands.

Gazing at the field.

......

Rumble!

"Japan scores, the score is 3-0!"

In the second half, Duke Watanabe had a significant decrease in explosiveness, speed, and strength due to his injury.

And Jing Zhiguang is gradually showing his real strength.

So it presents a one-sided scene.

Rumble!

Another light shot,

Thundered!

The walls had cracked straight away, breaking into several large sections.

There is nothing more than this.

Boom!

Duke was knocked to the ground again,

The dried blood on his body was covered in dust, and then soaked with blood that spilled again,

It looks very miserable and embarrassed.

But all the viewers don't think so,

In the eyes of the audience, this is the real warrior.

Rumble!

With the last starlight twinkling,

Boom! Boom –

The tennis ball slammed to the ground, bounced, and knocked Duke into the air again.

"The game is over, Japan wins, the score is 6-0!"

The referee finally announces the result.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

The mouth coughed lightly, and the red, swollen and bleeding arm supported the ground,

Duke Watanabe gritted his teeth and struggled again, trying to get up.

finally

When you finally get up,

One staggered, unsteady on his feet, and his body fell forward.

Just as the crowd was about to cry out,

Hmmm-

Jing Zhiguang's figure appeared beside Duke,

Sou!

He stretched out his hand and hugged Duke.

"It was a great game..."

Jing Zhiguang looked at Duke Watanabe and couldn't help but whisper softly.

"King of Destruction!"

"King of Destruction! ......"

The audience burst into applause for France's Duque.

"Jing Zhiguang! Jing Zhiguang! "

"Jing Zhiguang! ......"

Of course, there is no shortage of shouts for the winners.

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It must be admitted that the audience recognized the performance of the French team to destroy the king because... It's not that he's weak, it's ... The opponent is too... Strong! _

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