The Legend of Net King

As time passed, the Under-17s were constantly training.

At dusk, the setting sun shines on this huge base, which looks gorgeous and beautiful!

On a secluded tennis court,

Bang –

There was the sound of tennis balls,

The two figures running on the field are Jing Zhiguang and Oni Jujiro.

Call......

Jing Zhiguang, who is now fighting against ghosts, doesn't know that his data has been roughly figured out by the coach, and he doesn't dare to be distracted in the slightest now.

"Bang!"

Hit back a powerful tennis ball again, boom, listen to the sound of the tennis ball hitting the air to know how terrible the force of this ball is.

"I really didn't expect Guangjun's power to be so great, and he could fight ghosts so many times!" Irie played a lot on the side, "270" looked at it and couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't pretend, don't say that you can't see that Jing Zhi's power is far inferior to that of ghosts, it's just that you use skills to resolve it!" Tanejima sat aside, holding his head with his arm and said with a kind face.

In the past few days, Jing Zhiguang has been pulling them to fight, so that they don't know if something happened, or if they were stimulated by something?

There is no way, Jing Zhiguang found that when he practiced with these masters, he exercised himself more, and he could feel a little progress in his body every time, which made him want to keep training every day.

And Jing Zhiguang also found that the system couldn't scan the strength of the ghost, which let him know that the other party was definitely a world-class player who broke through 7, and he knew the five dimensions of Shuji Tanejima at these times,

Shuji Tanejima

Speed: 5 Strength: 5 Stamina: 5 Technique: 6 Spirit: 7

With such a stat and a powerful stunt - the 'none' that classifies everything as invalid, it is estimated that he is not weaker than the average world-class player.

"Don't get distracted!"

Rumble! ——

A yellow streamer rushed straight with a surging momentum, and the wind pressure carried by the tennis ball made the dust all around, what a monster, remembering the way the ghost lifted a one-ton barbell for training when he was training, Jing Zhiguang had to complain in his heart.

The left hand is slightly raised, and the racket is swung vigorously against the tennis ball.

Boom –

A burst of impact hit, the force seemed to bring up a puff of dust behind him through the racket, the wrist of the left hand turned lightly, the arm shook slightly, and the coordination of the whole body made Jing Zhiguang easily take the tennis ball, and flicked the racket smoothly,

It hit back at the tennis ball like a thousand pounds in four or two, and the tennis ball shot out like an arrow off the string.

Bang bang——!

I saw that the ghost on the opposite side took out a tennis ball again, and hit it hard.

"Let's get started, Light Boy..."

One more ball, Jing Zhiguang, who has been in contact with him a few days ago, now looks at this unique training method in U17 and can't help but admire, who came up with such a training method, it is really a good exercise for the player's skills in all aspects, of course, the premise of the beginning is to be able to adapt to this style of playing at the same time.

"Ghost senior, add a little more!" Jing Zhiguang smiled at Lang, and threw two yellow tennis balls in his hand again,

With a strong swing of the racket with the left hand,

"Bang bang bang" ——!

Four shots came out in an instant, echoing over the court,

"Interesting..."A slight smile appeared on the ghost's slightly hideous face, "Then let's just add heat!" "

I saw that what he was holding in his hand was four tennis balls...

......

Looking at Jing Zhiguang, who was training with ghosts in the monitor, Saito's head felt a little painful, what kind of opponent should he arrange tomorrow? What a conundrum!

"This is Jing Zhiguang's training plan tomorrow?"

Looking at Takue Ryuuji's busy figure, Saito looked at the long training sheet and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Well, since the strength is extraordinary, then the original setting doesn't work, and the training plan needs to be revised again!"

The movements in Takuzhitou's hand did not stop, and he said without looking back.

Looking at Takuchi Ryuuji, who was being modified, and Yukio Kurobe, who was sitting on the side, Saito couldn't help complaining:

"Why are you so idle?"

"As far as I'm concerned, wouldn't it be good to just choose the first place on the pitch, keep playing, and you will always find out the strength, anyway, this person has already entered the U17, right?"

Kurobe touched the tips of his slightly curly hair and said casually.......

Saito Zhi was speechless, what he said made sense, and there was no need to be in such a hurry to find out the specific strength of Jing Zhiguang, after all, there were still two people in the house who he hadn't seen through the strength until now, and it couldn't be measured!

......

On this remote court, the average high school student will probably be stunned when he sees it, because tennis balls are flying everywhere...

On the court, looking at the tennis ball that had increased to eight balls, Jing Zhiguang's eyes flashed, and he waved at the tennis ball.

Bang bang - bang!

The sound of continuous hitting sounded, and in an instant, all the tennis balls hit back.

"Well, how about another one!" The ghost smiled slightly, and the scar on his face made him more fierce.

Bang!

Bang - bang bang!

Looking at the sky with tennis balls flying all over the sky, "That's not enough, ghost senpai!" "

The corners of Jing Zhiguang's mouth rose slightly,

"Oh?" Tanejima and Irie, who were sitting on the steps, lit up their eyes, did they have a breakthrough?

Because in the last training, Jing Zhiguang's proficiency was eight balls in a row, and the nine-ball ball was estimated to be the limit and could not last, but now it seems that the situation has changed?

I saw Jing Zhiguang take out a tennis ball again and throw it into the air.

Looking at the tennis ball with 5.7 eyes on the top, Jing Zhiguang's eyes froze, his left hand racket was raised, and he swung at the tennis ball.

I only heard a series of shots,

Bang! Bang!

Bang - bang!

All the tennis balls were swept away, and I saw nine yellow rays of light that cut through the air and rushed straight towards Onijujiro,

"This kid...," a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's still too simple!" "

For hitting nine tennis balls, this is far from the limit of the ghost, I saw him raise his racket and easily swing at the tennis ball.

Phew-

Shout!

Whoosh!

The sound of piercing the air kept coming, and the tennis ball flew back quickly, and with a huge impact force, it pressed the air and roared. _

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