The Legend of Net King

A terrifying, oppressive atmosphere enveloped the audience,

The referee sat aside, gritted his teeth involuntarily, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead at some point.

"Really... It's horrible..."

Syllable!

Syllable!

Medanore slapped the tennis ball lightly, and after two strokes, the action suddenly stopped,

I saw him,

Holding the tennis ball tightly in his hand, he looked at Jing Zhiguang opposite.

Jing Zhiguang's gaze was also straight at Medanorey!

"So... Let's fight it out!! "

A cold light flashed in Medanore's eyes,

Hmmm-

The wrist is stirred, and the tennis ball is tossed,

Then, Medanore's right hand paddle is pulled back,

Call!

Suddenly, he slammed the falling tennis ball over.

It's as if you're about to charge...

The moment the racket hits the tennis ball,

Rumble!

There was a thunderclap on the ground,

The tennis ball "stabbed", and at an unbelievable speed, it tore through the air.

A terrifying black glow pierced through the past.

smashed on the ground, the ground shook instantly, cracked,

In the dust raised, a Spanish bison rushed over,

"Humph!"

However, today's Jing Zhiguang is not a vegetarian.

Wow!

The figure instantly appeared on the side of the tennis ball,

"It's useless!"

said lightly,

Arms raised lightly, swung hard,

Rumble!

The racket directly shot the black bison figure apart and hit the tennis ball with precision.

Then he shook it hard,

The tennis ball immediately flew towards the opposite side at a faster speed.

Sting!

The air was torn apart with a frustration.

A gleam flashed in Medanore's eyes,

It is also a relentless counterattack.

Rumble!

Rumble!

On the course, the sound of hitting the ball was constantly sounding, and it was full of dust, some of which had been in the air, obscuring some of the view.

meantime

The score is also changing.

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

......

Rumble!

"Spain scores, 40-15!"

Jing Zhi, who has shown a different dimension, seems to have restarted and gained an advantage.

"Medanore..."

The Spanish players were staring solemnly at the moment.

......

Rumble!

Medanore watched as a streamer swept past him again and smashed behind him,

In an instant, rocks were broken and splashed, and dust rose everywhere.

I saw that the Spanish general's face was full of solemnity, and he didn't even look at the scene behind him, his eyes were firmly fixed on Jing Zhiguang.

"I didn't expect that the other party would be raised to such a level not long after obtaining the time of the other dimension... ～..."

The score is 5-3!

He actually fell into a disadvantage in the confrontation at the level of another dimension!

This is something that Medanore will never allow.

......

Rumble!

The game continues,

Suppressed by Jing Zhiguang step by step,

The score was also in a disadvantageous situation.

Medanore finally gritted his teeth,

"You forced me..."

There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, but then he decided that on this world stage, for the glory of Spain, he could not care whether his opponent lived or died.

"So... Take it!

Medanore roared,

The racket in his hand seemed to flicker with a cold glow, and it merged with the spear of the knight behind him.

"Spain... Knight! "

Spear wielding,

slammed into the tennis ball,

Rumble!

In an instant, tennis seemed to have undergone a terrifying change,

Sting!

Tears the air.

When the Spanish team saw Medanore use this trick, their eyes flashed with horror, as if they remembered something, and they trembled.

"I've been pushed to such a point..."

......

Boom!

Sting!

The air is like a piece of cloth, easily torn apart by a tennis ball.

The tennis balls flew by, leaving a dark trail in the air.

And

In Jing Zhiguang's eyes, the terrifying aura of tennis has been suppressed.

Rumble!

Click!

The tennis ball smashed on Jing Zhiguang's half court, the ground cracked, and the broken stone dust was shaken into the sky, instantly blocking the figure of the tennis ball.

Sou!

I saw a black light flickering, and it appeared in front of Jing Zhiguang in the blink of an eye.

It's so fast that you don't have time to react!

"Huh?!"

Jing Zhiguang's eyes flashed, and he could react at such a speed.

But what horrified everyone was...

The knight behind Medanore had already appeared in front of Jing Zhiguang at some point.

The pupils of Jing Zhiguang's eyes also shrank suddenly, and the hairs on his body were about to stand on end, and a cold murderous aura hit him.

This ball is very terrifying, several times more powerful than the tennis ball in front!!

He clearly saw that just behind the pitch-black tennis ball, a huge spear with bursts of cold light was piercing through.

The sharp edge seems to pierce everything!!

"Danger..."

The high school students of the Japanese team couldn't help but feel nervous as they watched the tennis.

......

In a moment of lightning,

"Humph!"

Jing Zhiguang snorted coldly, with a sharp edge in his eyes,

The body is majestic, surging out,

Boom!

Kick your right leg back to the ground and get ready to hit the tennis ball.

"This ball... If you can't catch it, it's miserable..."

At the same time, the Spanish knight's spear was already about to stab Jing Zhiguang's body,

The extremely sharp tip of the spear made Jing Zhiguang's clothes pierce a few times, and the skin inside was faintly painful.

"What a terrifying trick..."

Jing Zhiguang felt the edge of tennis and sighed,

"But..."

Jing Zhiguang immediately swung his racket vigorously.

The momentum on his body is even more terrifying.

At this moment, the ears of the people on the field were shocked,

"Sonorous!"

As if hearing the soft groan of a sword,

In the darkness, a pair of cold eyes emitted a cold light, and the right hand exposed by the black shadow, the clenched racket slowly transformed into an extremely sharp sword.

I saw a flash of white light,

The icy sword light blooms,

The spear of the thrust is blocked back.

And Jing Zhiguang's racket,

It is also precisely blocked in front of the tennis ball.

Rumble!

The terrifying sound sounded, and the two terrifying hitting forces collided,

It's like two planets colliding,

Loud noises, invisible explosions,

"This..."

The whole stadium felt like it was shaking, and the audience couldn't help but cover their ears,

But there seems to be a buzzing ringing in the ears!

The air waves rolled, and the air rippled layer by layer to the surroundings,

The dust of the stones that was touched was crushed and broken,

The moment the spear and sword clashed, the spreading force caused the wall behind Jing Zhiguang to be cut open.

......

"Goo-dong..."

In the stands, the spectators couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"It's... This is the battle between the world's top players..."

This level of competition has exceeded everyone's imagination,

Filled with endless horrors, if you are not careful, you may be devastated!

......

Jing Zhiguang looked at Medanore on the other side,

"Give it back!"

Flick the racket violently,

Rumble!

Tennis is like tearing through space,

A cold light bloomed and appeared directly in the air of the Spanish stadium,

The icy coldness rushed to his mind from the spine (Wang Haohao),

Medanore's pupils shrank suddenly,

"How... Possible!! "

His strongest blow was knocked back like this.

But the instinct of the body made him react,

The racket can't help but raise immediately,

Then, there was a flicker, and the cold glow had appeared in front of the racket.

"Hah!"

Medanore's arm muscles bulged and he shouted,

The right hand swings the racket forward vigorously,

Boom!

At this moment, a black figure appeared in front of Medanore's eyes,

With a sword in hand,

The tennis ball directly turned into a cold sword light,

Attack Medanore.

The knight immediately raised his spear and wanted to stab at the black figure,

However, the spear let out a mournful roar, and then a streamer of light smashed into the string behind Medanore,

Click!

Boom,

In an instant, the ground felt as if it had been cut by a sharp weapon, revealing a deep, neatly edged crack.

At the same time, in front of Medanore's eyes, a strand of long hair fell,

"Japan scores, the score is 6-3!"

In the first set, Jing Zhiguang won!

......_

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