The Legend of Net King

Sou!

Looking at the tennis ball that was knocked back, a gleam flashed in Archiel Arnold's eyes,

"Oh, I can even fight back against this... That's pretty good..."

He really didn't expect that the Mutsu brothers, who had just been knocked down by the two of them, would have the strength to fight back against his powerful serve.

In this way, the strength of the opponent is not simple...

"You're a member of the Japanese team..."

Arnold looked at Michinoku Yuma and Mitsunoku Yobu on the other side, muttering softly.

"But..."

Then a cold light flashed from his eyes, "We are not easy to mess with..."

Boom!

Kicking the ground under his feet, his body suddenly disappeared from the spot,

Soon appeared before tennis,

Call!

Hit it hard.

......

Bang!

Bang - bang!

After two or three shots.

Sou!

Armstrong of the Ying national team looked at the flying tennis ball, and a gleam flashed in his eyes,

"Hah!"

With a low drink, the muscles of his arms bulged and he swung his racket vigorously.

Bang!

With the sound of a shot,

The tennis ball is like a yellow streamer, fleeting in mid-air,

Phew-

Shuttle through the two Mutsu brothers at great speed,

Boom!

It instantly smashed on the baseline behind the Japanese team, and then bounced out of bounds.

"Ying scored 0-15!"

The referee's voice immediately rang out.

......

The game seems to be stuck in a fast pace,

Bang!

"Ying Guo team scores, the score is 0-30!"

......

Bang!

Bang - bang!

Another streamer slammed into the court, and then in an instant, it swept past Michinoku Yuma, slammed into the wall, and scored...

"In this game, the Ying national team won, the score is 0-2!"

The referee looked at the tennis ball rolling on the ground and opened his mouth to declare.

"Whew... Whew..."

Michinoku Yuma gasped softly, wiping some sweat from his forehead,

"The attack is quite fierce!"

He sighed softly.

——

With the advantage of strength, the Archer brothers of the Ying national team are very sharp in every ball, with amazing speed, power and aggressiveness!

Their style of play is to attack one goal after another without mercy...

......

The Japanese team is 0-2 behind at the moment,

"I really didn't expect it..."

In the stands, many spectators couldn't help but mutter, and there were many discussions.

"Yes, Brother Achill of the Ying National Team, the strength is really terrifying..."

"The Mutsu brothers of the Japanese team were actually suppressed!!"

“......"

Some people lamented that this is not a good situation for them who support the Japanese team.

......

"Ying national team, come on!"

"Ying national team, come on!"

“......"

On the other hand, some viewers of Ying Country, watching their country take the lead, couldn't help but cheer loudly and shout hoarsely.

......

The spectators in the stands seemed very worried, but on the pitch,

The demeanor of the two Mutsu brothers was not very anxious at the moment.

"Go on, Yuma..."

Michinoku Yuho held a tennis racket in his hand and whispered to Michinoku Yuma on the side.

"Okay, leisurely..."

Answered,

Da! Da!

Michinoku Yuma walked to the bottom line of the court,

Syllable!

Syllable!

I took out a tennis ball and slapped it gently...

The service game rotated, and it was the turn of the Japanese team's serve again.

......

Hmmm-

I saw a wrist pick from Mutsu Yuma, and then kicked the ground lightly.

"Hah!"

Whisper,

Bang!

I only heard a crisp hitting sound, and the tennis ball was like an arrow off the string, instantly piercing the air and quickly shuttling towards the opposite side.

Shout!

The players of the Ying national team on the opposite side naturally reacted quickly, and then made a powerful counterattack.

moment

Fierce fighting rang out on the pitch again.

......

Bang!

"Ying Guo team scores, the score is 0-30!"

......

"Bang!"

"Ying scored 0-3!"

The referee's voice echoed on the court, and the Ying national team actually won another game!

The score has been stretched to 0-3!!

"Day... Team Japan, no... I won't lose..."

Someone looked at the situation on the court, couldn't help but feel a little shocked, and whispered to himself.

......

On the half of the Ying national team,

"Hey, it seems... You don't have a chance..."

With a tennis ball in his hand and a confident smile on his face, Archer Armstrong said as he looked at the Mutsu brothers opposite.

opposite side

Michinoku Yuma and Mutsu Youbu, listening to the words of the members of the Ying national team, their faces were not half moved, and they were still so calm.

As if ignoring Achill's words...

"Humph!"

Armstrong looked at the two Mutsu brothers who were still so calm now, and couldn't help but snort coldly,

Inexplicably unhappy in my heart,

"After we defeat you, I'm going to see if you can be as calm as this..."

Armstrong whispered.

subsequently

And he tossed the tennis ball again,

Bang!

Hit it hard.

——

The game continues to start, and the score keeps changing...

0-15，

0-30！

15-40！

"Bang!"

"In this game, the Ying national team won, the score is 0-4!"

The referee announced the result.

"Ahh

The whole audience seemed to sigh, as it goes, in this doubles match, the Japanese team is really going to lose miserably...

......

On the side of the court, the high school students of the Japanese team are also watching the movement on the field at the moment.

Jing Zhiguang looked at the subtle changes on the field, and couldn't help but say, "It seems that it's time..."

“？"

Atsukyo Tono looked puzzled, couldn't help but look at Jing Zhiguang, and just wanted to ask.

At this time, Kimishima Ikuto pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "It's really time, presumably the Mutsu brothers already know when the opponent's fatal injury is..."

Listening to Kimishima's words, Tono still didn't figure out the situation, but he couldn't wait for him to react.

On the pitch,

Huge changes have taken place!!

......

"It's time for this game to end, Yuma!"

A gleam flashed in Mutsu's leisurely eyes, and he looked at the Archiel brothers opposite, and said to Yuma beside him.

"Indeed, if you lose... The boss will never spare us..."

A smile appeared on Michinoku Yuma's face, and he said lightly.

"What are you kidding??"

Listening to the conversation between the Mutsu brothers of the Japanese team, a touch of disdain appeared on Armstrong's face, mocking,

Finish the game?

"It's up to us to say this... Isn't it..."

Armstrong was about to speak,

The words have not yet fallen,

On the opposite half, the wind suddenly surged,

An inexplicable aura enveloped the two Mutsu brothers, winding them together like silk threads.

Rumble!

In an instant, a faint light shone brightly,

"It's... This is..."

Archiel Arnold's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but whisper in a lost voice.

"Again!"

In the stands, someone looked at the appearance of the Mutsu brothers,

couldn't help but say with wide eyes.

"It's the same as against Italy..."

"What the hell is such a gesture!!

“......"

There was a sensation in the stands.

——

The colorful and splendid atmosphere emanates from the bodies of Michinoku Yubu and Michinoku Yuma,

As if they had lost gravity, the two of them rose slightly off the ground,

Their eyes were filled with the same aura, glittering with a blurred light.

It was as if I had seen an infinite future!!

"In tune!"

(Ps. Today's update is really late...) I went on to codeword)