Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 732 Three Stages of Battle
Boom…

As the roar sounded, the surrounding spectators just saw an unimaginable picture appear before their eyes.

The entire court seemed to go dark when Zongyan swung his racket.

Then the darkness shrank, light appeared, a dark ribbon passed through the net, and the court was almost divided into two halves, light and dark.

Zong Yan raised his arm, causing a surge of air.

This violently withdrawn ball squeezed the air to the side, and the sound was shockingly tight.

The tennis ball hit by Saeki Munuhiko was shrouded in countless black lights, and he was surrounded by golden lightning.

With light and darkness accompanying him, he rushed towards Echizen Ryuya on the opposite side, as if carrying the aura of destroying everything.

"Drink..."

Looking at the roaring tennis ball, Echizen Ryuya also sensed the danger, and he let out a loud shout.

Then he clenched the racket with both hands, pressed his feet firmly against the ground, and stood in a half-squat position, staring intently at the tennis ball wrapped in black thunder.

"Saeki Munuhiko, you can't scare me, everything is unpredictable..."

There was another low roar, and the tennis ball had arrived in front of Echizen Ryuya.

Feeling the cold will of Zong Yan transmitted by the tennis ball, as well as the air waves carried by the black light and golden thunder, Echizen Ryuya's face gradually became distorted.

The tennis ball was getting closer and closer. Relying on the powerful impermanence, Echizen Ryuya finally broke through the wave of tennis ball.

It seemed that the pressure all over his body was relieved. He raised the racket with both hands, pointed it at the tennis ball wrapped in light and darkness, and gritted his teeth and swung it hard.

The moment the tennis ball came into contact with the racket, Ryuya Echizen felt as if countless needles were piercing his soul.

The severe pain made him scream again.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Even though he was holding the racket with both hands, the power of the amazing power of light and darkness on the tennis ball almost shattered all the strength he had concentrated.

After finally suppressing the stinging pain in his spirit, the terrifying force crazily spread from his wrist to his arm.

"All... actions... are... impermanent!"

Amidst the roar, a figure wearing a samurai uniform and holding a sword appeared behind Echizen Ryuya.

The samurai moved quickly, and the moment he appeared, he drew his sword and slashed it towards the tennis ball. A deep purple light flashed past the racket and fell into the darkness.

A hole was opened directly in the rich darkness.

Long Ya pulled forward hard, and the tennis ball flew back whistling with a dark purple tail flame.

Munehiko's explosive attack directly forced out Echizen Ryuya's extra-dimensional warrior.

Seeing this, a trace of ridicule flashed in Zongyan's eyes: "Why, isn't this going to work? Then go to hell!"

Zong Yan shouted coldly and ran forward quickly.

The darkness settled, the full moon climbed up, and the silvery shadow appeared silently behind.

bass!
The clear sound of drawing a sword reached Echizen Ryuya's ears, and for a moment the strong murderous intent made the temperature of the stadium become cold.

I saw Zongyan's footsteps stepping lightly, the light of the moonlight flashed away, and his figure directly crossed the path that the ball must pass.

"The realm of darkness—the demons and monsters are spreading!"

As Zongyan's ghost-like figure appeared in the frontcourt, the realm of darkness condensed to the extreme was like a wild horse running wild.

The light that was imprisoned by Zongyan began to change into various forms, carrying various negative emotions, and opened its mouth wide to bite Echizen Ryuya.

"The combined attack of light and darkness - the dance of ghostly lights!"

boom!
The tennis ball turned into a golden light and disappeared in the darkness, like a candle lighting the road.

not only that.

As Zongyan hit the ball back, there were countless black balls of light. At the same time, after the black and golden balls of light, the tennis ball seemed to be guarded by countless ghosts.

The extra-dimensional spiritual field that Echizen Ryuya had just spread was directly torn open.

"Is this your third stage? It's such a big ambition, it's actually an all-round promotion and transformation!"

The faint sense of crisis gradually strengthened, and a trace of fear came to mind.

Echizen Ryuya's original wisdom could not help but be shaken, and his eyes became extremely solemn.

At this time, he finally understood why Saeki Munuhiko's progress was so slow, and he had actually stalled on the three-stage road for more than a year.

Compared with the purity of the paths of Amadeus, Reinhardt and others.

Saeki Munuhiko's path is particularly broad.

But even so, Saeki Munuhiko's ability to combine the path of light, darkness and air with the Asura Shinto to reach this point really amazed him.

The superimposed power of such a broad path is almost comparable to those who have been immersed in the third stage for many years.

Even as an opponent, Echizen Ryuya had to respect Saeki Munuhiko in awe.

However, after the emotion, came a purer thought.

"Such a guy must not hold back this time, otherwise I'm afraid he won't have another chance in the future!" Thinking of this, Echizen Ryuya's eyes flashed, and he tilted the racket in his hand slightly, and a gray air flow hit him Floating among the samurai belts behind him.

At the same time, the samurai drew his sword and pointed it towards the sky.

The expansion of the gray air flow turned into a dome of light, and all the black light balls that fell into it were swallowed up by it.

And that real ball of light also appeared in front of his eyes.

Echizen Ryuya was neither sad nor happy. He turned the racket in his hand upside down and slammed it down. The samurai also closed his sword and slashed, and the racket caught a mustard-yellow light spot in mid-air.

Chi chi chi~
A small mustard-yellow ball that was twisting and tearing wildly swayed on his racket, but it couldn't disturb him in the slightest.

"Unparalleled in ancient and modern times!"

bass!
As if time was displaced, the picture in front of Zong Yan suddenly turned into two pieces.

boom!
A ray of deep purple light tore through Munuhiko's extra-dimensional space, and the tennis ball fell to Saeki Munuhiko's bottom line.

Boom!
It didn't end when the tennis ball hit the ground. In an instant, Zongyan was swallowed up by an ancient courtyard.

At this time, the closed eyes of the silver shadow behind Zong Yan slightly opened, and the glazed eyes destroyed and fixed all illusory things.

Feeling the third-stage aura emanating from Zongyan, the courtyard began to shake continuously.

The big tree in the center started with green leaves turning yellow, and then the yellow leaves fell off.

The energy of desolation, life and death, and withering and prosperity continues to spread.

The big trees in the courtyard have also become more vigorous, full of vitality over time.

For a moment, Zongyan seemed to feel the passage of time. He had become older and it seemed difficult to even take a step.

Sensing Zong Yan's decline.

Suddenly, a young samurai wearing a hairband broke in from behind the big tree and swung the sword in his hand towards Zongyan with an extremely decisive gesture.

Compared with the second-stage samurai garden, the current Echizen Ryuya has obviously entered the third-stage realm.

And the path he finally touched was also an extremely terrifying one.

Time has always been an extremely dangerous field. For players who can touch this field, if nothing happens, they can basically become famous in the world.

This was probably the reason why Echizen Ryuya dared to face Souhiko again and wanted to devour him.

hum~
"It's a good road, but it's a pity that I am a god and a demon king..."

The eyes of the silver shadow behind him were fully opened, and the glazed pupils were extremely pure and had not been corroded by any time.

The moon-white light spread, and the full moon above his head gradually fell behind his head.

He took one step and completely merged with Zong Yan, and in the next second directly dispelled all the negative interference in Zong Yan's spirit.

The moon is billowing, the darkness is layer upon layer, and the halo is wandering.

The racket in Zongyan's hand also turned into a sword, and the blade took on the color of glass, reflecting the samurai's approaching blade.

Tread!

Zongyan, who was completely integrated with the silver shadow, seemed to have turned into a living god, a real demon king.

There was no expression on his stern face, he simply took two steps sideways.

He dodged the fatal blow from the samurai.

The whole movement was smooth and smooth, and he was ready to dodge almost as soon as Echizen Ryuya launched the attack.

Zongyan rested one of his feet on the ground, the muscle lines of his waist faintly emerged, and a cold, domineering, peaceful and tragic atmosphere filled the whole place.

As a result, the different dimensions of Echizen Ryuya began to be fragmented.

The soles of his feet were in perfect contact with the ground, and he took a step forward with force on his feet.

The wind pressure caused a puff of dust and smoke directly at the feet.

Raising his arms toward the sky at a wide angle, Zongyan's body made a very exaggerated hitting motion.

The rich dark radiance, the domineering golden light, and the extremely tragic aura were all completely swallowed up and fused by the peaceful aura.

All the power of darkness, destruction of light, and spiritual suppression of Asura that escaped from the stadium were all swallowed up by it at this moment.

A strange wave spread.

Everything around seemed frozen.

Whether it's a flying tennis ball, Long Ya's movements, or a samurai's stab.

Only the faint light of moonlight dances wildly.

"Light and darkness - Qinghui Yening!"

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(End of this chapter)