The Legend of Net King

“......"

Listening to Jing Zhiguang's words, the Swiss high school student's heart was really confused, I was not satisfied? What do you mean?

But without waiting for him to ask, Jing Zhiguang just glanced at him lightly, and then walked back to the bottom line.

......

In the stands, people were already boiling when they watched Jing Zhiguang's debut,

"The Japanese team is finally going to make a move!"

"This is a difficult time for the Swiss team..."

"Yes, if Switzerland's main general Amadeus doesn't make a move, who will be Jing Zhiguang's opponent!!"

“......"

People sighed one after another.

Many fans of the Japanese team are re-energized, and the haze caused by the Japanese team's two consecutive defeats has been swept away...

"Team Japan, come on!"

"Team Japan, come on!"

“......"

The audience was like a powder keg being detonated, and the depression and other emotions that had been suppressed for two times completely surged out, turning into a shouting and cheering sound that shook the sky.

"Goo-dong..."

Mamoru Inoue, who was also refueling, was taken aback and swallowed his saliva,

"Well... It's terrifying..."

Seeing that the entire center court was about to be overturned, Mamoru Inoue couldn't help but be shocked.

......

"It's terrible, one person can actually drive the atmosphere of the whole audience and immediately reverse the situation... This guy..."

Tristan Barth of the French team looked at the momentum of Japan at the scene and suppressed Switzerland, and said with a very solemn look.

"It's... The strength of the player standing at the top of the game, he alone is enough to affect the direction of the entire competition! "

The main player of the French team, Leopold Camus, stroked his chin with his fingers and said lightly,

It's just that although his tone is flat, his heart is extremely heavy...

......

On the court, the Swiss team's serve,

Boom!

Walk to the tee area,

Mueller's expression was heavy, and he looked at Jing Zhiguang, who looked indifferent and light-hearted, and felt even more depressed in his heart.

"What's going on?!"

I couldn't help but murmur softly, obviously the opponent looked harmless to humans and animals, and there was no oppressive momentum on his body, but... He instinctively felt uneasiness, as if he was afraid of something.

Fortunately, as a player on the Swiss team, he knows where he stands.

"Anyway, just do your best..."

Mueller whispered to himself.

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Standing at the scene of the game, Mueller suppressed his uneasy emotions, emptied his inner distractions, and had only one thought in his heart.

Race!!!

Swish!

Slowly pulled out a tennis ball...

The referee sitting in the midfield looked at the players on both sides who were ready, did not delay, and immediately said: "The game is on!" "

The moment the voice sounded,

In the cheers of the crowd, under the gaze of countless eyes,

Mueller didn't hesitate, a sharp light flashed in his eyes,

Without hesitation, he threw his wrist upwards and tossed the tennis ball.

"What?!"

This made the audience completely unexpected, and the Swiss player served directly without any prepared action.

This...... Somewhat surprising indeed!

Hmmm-

The tennis ball flew high, and I saw that the muscles of Mueller's right arm were tense,

He knew that the opponent's strength was very strong, so he didn't have any contempt at the beginning, and swung the racket with all his might.

Whew!

"Bang-"

There was a loud hitting sound,

Shout!

Boom!

The tennis ball is like an arrow off the string and shoots straight at the opposite side.

Looking at the tennis balls that flew out,

The corners of Muller's mouth hooked an arc, and he chose the moment when the referee's words fell, and served quickly.

It's a starter...

With a satisfied look on his face, he whispered to himself: "This ball strikes first, and then grasps the initiative..."

Before the smug Müller finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly,

Sting!

Phew-

His eyes widened suddenly, his pupils constricted sharply, and a flash of light seemed to appear.

Shout!

The air swept past him, blowing through his hair.

Boom!

There was a sound of objects falling on the pitch.

Boom...... Boom...... Knock knock...

The tennis ball has fallen behind the Swiss team's half court at the moment.

The audience immediately fell silent,

On the other side, Jing Zhiguang withdrew the raised racket and glanced at the opposite side indifferently, the mouth of the Swiss player on the opposite side was slightly open, and he couldn't close it for a long time and didn't seem to come back to his senses.

Jing Zhiguang ignored it and said lightly to the referee: "Referee, it's time to decide..."

Hearing Jing Zhiguang's reminder, the referee came back to his senses,

"Well... Well...,"

Then he was stunned again, he didn't see clearly how Jing Zhiguang fought back just now,

Immediately confirmed the score with other officials,

The referee cleared his throat and said, "Japan scores, the score is 15-0!" "

When this voice was transmitted, the audience was in an uproar and became a sensation.

"Well... It's so fast..."

"It's... yes, I didn't see it at all..."

"The speed of movement, the speed of swinging, the speed of hitting the ball... It's just amazing..."

“......"

People started talking, and they were stunned by the shot they had just hit.

At this moment, Muller on the court slowly came back to his senses,

"It's terrifying..."

A hint of horror flashed in his eyes, everything just now happened too fast for him to catch it,

But it was precisely because of this that he understood how strong the opponent's strength was.

Looking at Jing Zhiguang with a flat expression on the other side, he felt that boundless darkness emerged around Jing Zhiguang, like a bottomless black hole, devouring everything.

"Far more than me... I can't see the gap..."

Muller clenched the racket in his hand, but he really didn't feel a sense of security, and his heart was clouded...

......

On the side, Albert Federer of the Swiss team looked at this scene on the court, and his eyes flashed with a hint of shock,

Then there was a low shout: "Mueller is lost!" "

The main general Amadeus looked indifferent, and he knew in his heart that these two people on the court were not on the same level.

The gap is not one or two dimensions anymore...

It's just that he probably didn't expect that Jing Zhiguang would defeat his opponent with such a direct method!

Crushing, pure five-dimensional oppression,

Jing Zhiguang is directly relying on a strong foundation, or speed, or strength,

Just one can crush your opponent!

......

In the midst of countless shocking and inexplicable eyes in the audience, a massacre was staged!

......

Bang!

"Japan scored, 1-0!"

......

Bang!

"Japan scores, the score is 2-0!"

Jing Zhiguang's response is as fast as lightning, and his serve is as fast as a streamer.

Muller simply didn't have the slightest power to fight back, or he couldn't touch the tennis ball at all, except on the serve...

......

"Whew... Whew..."

Wheezing loudly, feeling the burning pain in my throat and eyes,

But Muller is still desperately chasing tennis,

Shout!

A streamer fell, and he struggled to pounce,

Falling to the ground, the tennis ball flew out of bounds long before he could stretch out his racket!

"Damn... Cough...... Ahem..."

"Whew... Whew..."

couldn't help but whisper softly, and then coughed,

The rapid running made him suddenly lack oxygen, and he gasped loudly,

At the same time, Muller felt a tingling sensation in his legs, in his arms, which was a reaction to overexertion...

"Japan scores, the score is 5-0!"

The referee's voice sounded,

At this moment, it is only seven minutes before the start of the game...