Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 166 Fierce Battle

Both sides switch sides.

Ronaldo also had to keep his serve in the next game.

The situation where the two competed for every point directly detonated the audience present. They hadn't seen such a wonderful duel for a long time.

In the third game, it was Oni Jujiro's turn to serve again.

boom!
"Neons score, 15 to 0."

……

boom!
"Game, Neon team scores, score 2:1."

"Both sides change game!"

After coming to the rest chair and sitting down, Ronald took a towel and wiped off his sweat. Although it was only three rounds, the confrontation between the two had reached a fever pitch.

"Captain, you should start!"

Outside the guardrail not far behind, Camus couldn't help smiling when he saw Ronald's confident eyes.

They can clearly see that the captain's strength is much more than what he shows.

Unexpectedly, Ronaldo did not give him a positive reply this time, but said calmly:
"Camus, don't underestimate anyone. The guy opposite is not as simple as he seems."

After saying that, he threw down the towel and returned to the field.

Exchange the right to serve.

Arriving at the teeing area, Ronel had to adjust his breathing before throwing the ball high up. At the moment when the tennis ball reached the high point, his wrist twisted forward and his forearm turned slightly inward.

Bang!
Aim the ball straight at the center of the racket face, and snap it forward forcefully.

The tennis ball shot forward like a cannonball, smashing heavily into the ghost's half court.

Then his body didn't stop, but quickly ran towards the net.

"The real game is about to begin!"

Mifune Niridao narrowed his eyes, showing a trace of coldness.

He also didn't expect that France's captain Ronald would take the initiative to find Jujiro Oni, and the opponent's strength was indeed worthy of his title as a professional player.

Oni Jujiro squeezed his racket tightly, and at a glance he saw that the opponent was about to serve and hit the net.

But he didn't make any changes. He kicked back with his left foot and rushed directly to the landing point of the tennis ball.

boom!
He hit the bouncing tennis ball with an absolutely powerful blow, and the tennis ball turned into a golden light and shot directly into the opposite half of the court.

boom!
The soft clay did not weaken the power of the tennis ball much, and this amazingly powerful drive hit the clay hard.

By this time Ronel had arrived.

He lowered his body slightly, rotated his right hand inward, and then swung upward.

The tennis ball flew high into the air, and then fell quickly.

After bouncing up at an extremely low angle, it quickly flew towards the outside of the field.

However, the figure of the ghost also appeared in front of the tennis ball. A racket was lowered, and the tennis ball was swung upwards by the racket covered in black and red light.

"Black battle axe!"

Ronel had to look up, and knew that at this height, he couldn't prevent the opponent from smashing.

The tennis ball turned into a huge black ax and slashed towards him.

Faced with this situation, Ronaldo's eyes narrowed slightly and he felt the oncoming air waves. He took the initiative to identify the opponent's ball path without panic.

After knowing the path of the tennis ball, Ronald took a few steps back slightly, led the racket behind him, raised his left hand obliquely to the sky, and swung the racket forward violently when the tennis ball rushed in front of him.

"The Rock of the Seine!"

There was a heavy pressure on the wrist, and Ronel frowned, then used both hands to hold the racket, and threw the racket vigorously.

The ghost's black battle ax was directly cracked by the opponent, and the tennis ball penetrated into the sideline with a very short arc like a rainbow.

The ghost ran towards the sidelines non-stop, and the short slide caused by an emergency stop on the red soil caused him to slide out of the court.

Even Europeans who are familiar with clay courts cannot avoid such unexpected situations when they stop and return in a hurry.

But even with the slip, the ghost caught up with the tennis ball.

boom!
Before the ghost fell down, he raised his right hand high, and the tennis ball flew high into the air.

Bottom line lob!
boom!
Ronnel had to leap into the air and make a precise volley.

"France to score, 15-0."

……

"So strong!"

Irijiang Zuoduo outside the arena was full of solemn faces at this time, and it was extremely rare for a ghost to fall into such a passive situation.

"That's right, as expected of a professional player, the French leader on the opposite side is very strong!"

Shuji Taneshima, whose complexion has recovered a lot, expressed his approval of Irie's words.

Even off the court, he can feel the strong oppression of the opponent.

After patting the dust on his body, the ghost took a breath, bowed slightly, and held the racket in his hand vertically with both hands.

His light red eyes were full of seriousness at this time.

The face that originally looked very mature now looked quite majestic, and the scar on the right cheek added a touch of three-dimensionality to him.

"Are you completely serious, that's right, isn't it?"

With a slight smile, Ronnel raised the ball above his head with three fingers and threw it upward.next moment.

Wisps of undetectable crimson light emerged from his racket.

Bang!
The air wave rolled back, and the tennis ball flew towards Oni Jujiro's half of the court with several sharp sparks.

Whoosh whoosh!

The sharp cutting momentum caused Oni Jujiro's eyes to change slightly, and the rotation on the tennis ball was a bit weird.

"You bastard, who are you underestimating..."

The ghost's face darkened, and the muscles on his face made him look even more ferocious. His body ran towards the landing point of the tennis ball without any fear.

"This ball is not that simple. It can be walked by relying on brute force alone."

Ronald smiled slightly, and at the same time bent down, bent his right leg, and stretched his left foot back.

At the same time, just after the tennis ball he sent hit the ground, five different ball shadows appeared strangely, bending and shooting towards five different directions.

Napoleon's gun fire!

The ghost's reaction was quick, and the moment his footsteps were hurried halfway, his eyes instantly caught five tennis balls that were scattered in different directions.

"It's a bit similar to the American Pirates of the Peace House..."

"Do you think this can stump me?"

The ghost's calf muscles shrank, and when his footsteps were stepped on at a high speed, four or five afterimages of his body quickly appeared.

"No matter how many changes there are, just call back all of them!"

Bang bang bang bang!
A series of shots sounded, and he hit back one by one the seemingly changeable balls.

Oh!

"Oh, I actually called back, but it's over!"

Along with a dazzling fire, the tennis ball flew over Oni Jujiro's half of the court again.

"Gaul missiles!"

boom!
The flames extinguished, and the tennis ball flew straight to the bottom line.

"Hmph, don't even think about scoring!"

"Ho!"

The expression on the ghost's face was a little distorted, and his footsteps were forcibly reversed.

Quickly run towards tennis!

The reaction of the ghost at this moment can be said to have surpassed the limit.

He crossed his legs with afterimages, and swung his racket down towards the missile-like flame.

however.

With one foot in the air, Gui fell down again, and the tennis ball flew directly out of the bottom line.

"France lead, 40-0."

The referee glanced at the ball marks on the ground and quickly pronounced the verdict.

on the field.

Ronald had a confident smile on his face, and the rhythm of the game had unknowingly fallen into his pace.

……

boom!
"Game, France, 2-2!"

……

boom!
"Game, France, 3-2!"

……

boom!
"Game, Team Neon, 4-4!"

The two began a fierce pursuit of the score.

Although the overall rhythm is still in the hands of Ronald.

But every time he thought he could score easily, Oni Jujiro always burst out with power beyond his imagination.

The battle between the two not only surprised everyone in Nihong, but also made many people in France unacceptable.

"How is this possible, this guy can be inseparable from the captain?"

The seniors of the French team found it difficult to accept that Nihong could drag them into a tough fight.

His words struck a chord with several of the French players, even as their tempers grew edgier.

"Be quiet, and never underestimate any opponent!"

Camus gently stroked his racket, looked at them lightly and said.

Ronald's chest rose and fell slightly. Although the opponent was slightly behind him in terms of experience and strength, the gap was not that big.

Moreover, he took a stern look at Oni Jujiro's physical condition, and Ronald found that Oni Jujiro and his sweating amount were almost the same

It's a bit tricky to go on like this!
……

ps: "Ask for a monthly ticket, this is the first time I have written Uncle Ghost in such detail"

(End of this chapter)