Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 102 Learning and Improving (thanks to Yingkun for the reward~)

The continuous duels not only did not make Zongyan tired, but instead made him more and more excited.

I have to say that this real-tennis showdown gives people a really different feeling.

Not only the vigilant spirit, but also the feel and sound of the tennis ball are really pleasant to the ears.

This is especially evident in Zong Yan, who is constantly venting his emotions.

He could play without any worries, without having to hide or avoid damage, and his adrenaline couldn't help but surge.

However, compared to Zong Yan's high mood, Hebrew is getting more and more irritable and gloomy.

He didn't expect Zong Yan to be able to stop his violent attack.

"Asian brat, you are really capable!"

"However, so what!"

Hebrew smiled ferociously, turned his head to look at Keith and Lin Xiu, and then rushed towards the flying tennis ball, while throwing his left hand upwards.

boom!boom!
boom!boom!
The two men behind him fired four balls at Hibs at the same time, plus four balls thrown by Hibs himself and one ball returned by Zongyan.

boom!
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom rack
Nine balls in a row!

Nine tennis balls flew towards Zong Yan's body with a dangerous aura, forming the shape of a sharp blade in the air.

The attack just now made it clear to Hebrew that Zong Yan couldn't be troubled by eight-ball.

But what about nine-ball?

Zong Yan's smile faded, he raised his right hand and took a deep breath.

The elbows are bent, and the arms are raised toward the back of the head, showing the shape of a knife behind a knife.

The nine-ball shot is a shot he's not completely familiar with yet.

But now I can't control much.

He held his left hand in front of his chest, and a ball of purple-black fireworks burst out from his palm, swallowing all the light.

The endless light continued to expand outwards with his mental power, and the surroundings around him were instantly dark, with only the sharp whistling and hunting sounds of the flying tennis balls.

Shadow instantly covered Zongyan's body.

A hot and sharp cold light flashed across his eyes.

Boom!
Zongyan's body was slightly arched, his knees were slightly bent, and he stepped forward with the soles of his feet!
Zizizi!
The purple-black flames in the palm of the hand constantly collided with the fierce sound of air flow from the opponent's tennis ball.

at the same time.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

A curtain of shadow overflowed from behind Zong Yan, rising higher and higher like a wave, until it reached the highest point, and then it was suddenly snapped.

On the black and red racket, a dark black light enveloped it, as if firelight was dancing on every thread on the racket surface.

The next moment, Zong Yan's cold voice was heard far away in the quiet park. .

"Shadow Slashing Flower Burial!"

Clang!

A curved and leaping shadow blade suddenly appeared in front of several people.

Including Keith and Lin Xiu who were watching the battle, there was a brief pause in thinking at this moment.

This is an absolute speed that they cannot perceive, and this is also the speed of drawing swords practiced by the Neon Kendo family since childhood.

Saeki Munehiko's figure flickered.

Then—

"Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish!"

A blade composed of shadow and firework light kept slashing in the air.

The airflow coming from the attack and Zongyan's slash stirred violently like a sword fight, and the shape of the sword blade was instantly torn apart.

"Nine Balls, I'm not as weak as you think. Let me add one more..."

Even after hitting nine balls in one blow, Zongyan glanced at a tennis ball at his feet and hit it back with a confident smile on his face.

Ten goals!

"what!"

bark...

He only heard a series of biting cold wind whistling in his ears, and ten real tennis balls instantly attacked the three of them.

"Brother Hebrew, be careful!"

This lightning-fast strike made Hebrews' body stiffen. His strength could only hit nine goals at most.

However, Lin Xiu, who was behind him, reacted faster, took a sharp step forward, and threw John Hebrew down.

The strong wind from the tennis ball almost brushed against their bodies, and the sharp breath made the two of them feel cold all over.

Beep!

Boom... peep...

The tennis ball that the two avoided did not lose its power, it directly passed a big tree behind them, and fell into the bushes.

At that moment, sawdust and bark were flying, and the friction sound of the tennis ball after it hit the ground was clearly visible.Gulu...

In the quiet park, the sound of swallowing saliva can be clearly heard.

"Heh, I hid pretty fast!"

……

"Damn guy, you totally pissed me off!"

John Hebrews, who was knocked down, stood up, laughed evilly, and attacked again.

"Lights of England!"

A blood-red beam shot out from John Hebrew's hand in an instant.

"So fast!"

At this moment, Hebrew had no reservations. The blood-red beam of light exploded with full strength. Even Zongyan's dynamic vision could not see the trajectory clearly.

Zong Yan frowned, his eyes full of surprise.

Extremely fast prototype!
He didn't expect that this guy who had been in the underground tennis world turned out to be a genius with both physical and mental strength and speed.

With such strength, even among the official U-17 players, he is not at the bottom.

How could he be expelled?
Of course, it is also possible for the other party to break through during their wandering.

But this didn't matter to Zongyan, he looked at Hebrew like a piece of fat.

The other party not only has a completely similar path to him, the combination of technical form and spiritual power, and even the prototype of extreme speed!
This is the nourishment he desperately needs.

Even getting the slightest hint of a breakthrough from him would be a major benefit.

tread!
With his toes on the spot, Zongyan raised his arm slightly, his eyes locked on the menacing tennis ball, and then he slashed forward with a lightning-fast swing.

After the fight with Sanada, Zongyan consciously or unconsciously remembered the days when he was in contact with kendo when he was a child, although it was not a long time.

But it is the only memory he has of getting along with his deceased grandfather.

The extremely pure slash of the sword left a deep impression on him.

Under Zongyan's deliberate practice, his kendo has embarked on a path that is different from Sanada's, and only belongs to his own path.

At that time, under the pressure of Byodoin, all existing tactics were no longer effective.

Only then did he have no choice but to use swordsmanship as his foundation, and he had the possibility to combine the form of technique and force with spiritual power.

This is how random flower burials appeared.

At this moment, he saw the possibility of learning and improving in Hebrew.

"I can't let you go so easily..."

……

In the constant battle between the two, Hebrew tennis, in Zongyan's eyes, began to lose its mystery and became something for reference.

The blood-red light beam was continuously eroded and dispelled by the darkness, and finally became the nourishment of the darkness.

Hebrew was like a very dedicated opponent, constantly showing off the skills he had practiced hard for who knows how long in front of Zongyan for Zongyan to imitate and learn from.

boom!
When Zong Yan mentioned the racket, the tennis ball turned back upside down after being drained of blood.

"You bastard!"

Hebrew's forehead was stained with sweat, and he had already recalled the confrontation just now!

Obviously, he is constantly improving his attack power, and he is also using England's most distinctive super-aggressive tennis.

Why can't break through the opponent's line of defense.

And he felt very clearly that Zong Yan was constantly getting stronger.

Is he practicing with me?
How could such a thing happen!
"I do not believe!"

John Hebrews roared!
"England's fantasy light!"

A thicker blood-red beam shot out, instantly penetrating the entire park area.

"England has long been rotten. No matter how much you fantasize about it, you are still the light of rotten England!"

Zongyan's taunts are never delayed.

"Since it is decaying, it should fall, and darkness should fall into light!"

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the black light on the racket was like ink, covering the tennis ball.

A tennis ball that was getting bigger and bigger in Hebrew's eyes instantly hit him and sent him flying to the ground.

"Hey, get up, don't try to pretend to be dead, and don't try to escape, I still need you to accompany me to practice skills for a while!"

Zong Yan walked up to Hebrew at some point, looking down at him with cold eyes.

At this time, Keith and Lin Xiu, who were following Hebrew, had already disappeared.

"Hmph, you run very fast!"

　I also want to thank an elementary school student who didn't go to junior high school for the thousand rewards, and ask for a monthly pass~ The protagonist's teammates have already appeared...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)