Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 138 The Invincible Opponent

The tennis ball rolled on the ground, and the referee looked slightly sideways at Yuuki Satoru, looking at the opponent who looked exactly like Sanada, and reported the score with a little hesitation.

"Score by Fudomine Middle School Yuuki Satoru, 15-0!"

"Don't stop."

With sharp eyes, 'Genichiro Sanada' looked directly at Sanada in the opposite half, and the fierce aura exuding from his body seemed to be telling a story.

"I will ruthlessly defeat the opponent in front of me."

The racket was raised.

Bang!
In a flash, the tennis ball appeared in Sanada's half.

"The opponent's physical quality is still better than Sanada's"

Liu Lian'er's face was solemn.

The gorgeous wind-scrolling fireworks kept appearing in Sanada's mind, and there seemed to be a flame beating in his eyes.

"[Wind] and [Fire], the beacon fire sets the prairie fire"

If it were just an impostor using his own tricks to score his own points.

But he couldn't go against his own heart.

'Genichiro Sanada''s eyes were burning, and his stern face was stained with a layer of red light.

It is as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, as plundering as the fire, and as motionless as the mountain.

“Although I never thought that Fenglin Huoshan had such a realm.

Yuuki Satoru leaned forward and rushed straight forward.

Swish!
The tennis ball touched the ground, and Sanada appeared in the flight path of the tennis ball at the same time.

The tennis ball flew over the net, and Sanada quickly returned to his position. He forced himself to calm down, but the flashing eyes still exposed his uneasy heart.

[Wind] is difficult to deal with, not because of the super fast ball speed, but because the terrifying high-speed swing prevents the opponent from grasping the hitting point, so that the opponent is always one beat slower when catching the ball.

This is a terrifying move that combines [Wind] and [Fire].

Sanada's tennis system is forged by kendo, and the core meaning comes from "The Art of War".

With a soft drink, Yuuki Satoru's arm seemed to be carrying a flame, and the racket was dyed with a layer of red light.

The tennis ball tore through the air, and the fierce wind whipped up a gust of air and roared away.

"It's as fast as the wind!"

for example
"Invasion like fire!"

"Is this still an invasion?!" Everyone outside the venue was shocked. They were all shocked by the surprise attack of 'Genichiro Sanada'.

However, the current situation
The sound of tennis balls breaking through the air rang in his ears one after another. Sanada looked at himself across from him and kept waving the racket of 'Genichiro Sanada'.

Its speed is like forest.

"Well come."

Wow~
The tennis ball carrying the gust of wind was instantly enveloped in a ball of blazing flames. The gust of wind swept the flames, and the tennis ball was volleyed back with an even more explosive momentum.

"This is the beginning of a prairie fire!"

Sanada will not be so shocked. He will use his own way to defeat the opponent head-on and prove the gap between genuine and pirated copies.

And the next moment.

But when I saw it for the first time.

"30-0!"

Although these four represent four different game rhythms, in Yuuki Satoru's view, Feng Lin Huo Shan also interacts with each other.

Under Sanada's watchful eyes, Yuki Satoru's raised racket flashed instantly, and his arm turned into the breeze, drawing a blazing rainbow in front of him.

And that move can set a prairie fire on fire.
Even if you don't want to admit it, even if the thought is extremely shameful.

Sanada is in danger.
The enemy he faces next may be himself with a stronger physique!
"I won't fall twice in the same place."

The true meaning of the art of war, the true meaning of the sword.

These are all displayed vividly and exquisitely in tennis, and even Sanada believes that this has reached the point of perfection.

Bang!
Following Yuuki Satoru's fierce and violent stance, the racket intercepted the tennis ball flashing in the air extremely violently.

Therefore, although the [Wind] move requires certain skills as a base, only with super physical fitness can the power of this move be fully unleashed.

Wind helps the fire.

The racket stretches and cuts out.

Bang!
The muscles in his arms stretched and stretched, and the racket was raised. Sanada's eyes suddenly opened, his arm flashed, and he counterattacked with a fierce and fast wind.

According to the needs of the game situation, when attacking suddenly, it is like a swirling wind; when killing the opponent, it is like a forest slowly unfolding; when attacking fiercely, it is like a fierce fire; when defending, it is like a mountain.

【wind】! 【Forest】! 【fire】! 【Mountain】!
There is no inconsistency in every move or style, and the transformations in between are flawless and smooth.

Adding the characteristics of [Wind] to [Fire], such a whimsical superposition of characteristics, I am afraid even Sanada himself has never thought of such a thing.
Chi Chi.

I knew it.

This is the tennis path that I have always longed for, explored, and wanted to go on deep in my heart! "

In the venue, the only ones who could understand Sanada's mood at this moment were probably Yushi Ninzu, who had a complicated expression, and Masaharu Niou, who had a twinkling look in his eyes.

shuh~
"Invasion like fire!"

Sanada raised the racket in his hand, and a ball of blazing red flames clung to it.

"It's as fast as the wind!"

He let out a low roar, swung the racket extremely fast, and flashed his arms quickly.

Under Sanada's calm eyes, there was a raging flame hidden, and he wanted to use that move too.

"The flames of war start a prairie fire!"

Bang!
There was a loud sound, and the strong wind and blazing flames above the tennis ball twisted and blended. Compared with [Wind] or [Fire] alone, the power of this ball was significantly increased.

"Did you use it?"

Liu Rener leaned forward, his eyes that had been squinting opened and he cast a solemn gaze.

"It's still a little bit worse, no, it's a lot worse."

On the side, Yukimura said coldly: "Although they are similar in appearance, they are only similar in appearance."

Let’s talk about the technical foundation of tennis.

Tezuka's pace almost stagnated due to a hand injury.

Although Shiraishi is famous for his basic tennis skills, he is still inferior to Yukimura's ability to see through many national-level moves at a glance.

Although the others have their own strengths, none of them can compete with Yukimura in terms of basic skills.

It can be said that Yukimura is the first person in Neon Junior High School with basic tennis skills.

In his eyes, although Yuuki Satoru and Sanada's beacon fires seemed to be similar, in terms of control of wind and fire, Yuuki Satoru, the imitator, far surpassed Sanada.

This is really ironic.

"Half-assed tricks will only lead to self-destruction!" Looking at the red flash in front of him, Yuki Satoru scolded him mercilessly, perfectly displaying the domineering power of the emperor of the stadium.

“Wind can help fire, and it can also put out fire!”

Swish!
Without any courtesy, Yuuki Satoru waved the racket with his right hand, whipping up a gust of wind and heading directly towards the ball of fire.

Hua Hua Hua~
It was like a strong wind blowing against the face, and the ignited flame was blown away by the wind in the blink of an eye, leaving only one or two solitary sparks.

This incomplete version of Beacon Fire fell into the racket surface, and in just a moment, the pale yellow tennis ball was revealed. The wind blew the candlelight, and its power was eliminated.

then.

hula-

There was a roar that hurt the eardrums, and the tennis ball was like an invisible wind blade, rolling up a puff of smoke and dust and hitting Sanada.

"This is to fight against the wind and extinguish the fire!"

Hitting the more powerful [Wind], forcibly defeating the power of [Fire], no longer using the attributes to generate each other, but embodying the characteristics of attribute conflict.

Although Sanada was unwilling to face the tennis ball being hit back, he would not let the ball go easily.

"It's not over yet!"

With a low roar, Sanada stood with his feet on the ground and raised his racket, standing like a towering mountain on the court.

Bang!
Simple earth-yellow waves flashed across the racket, blocking it heavily in front of the rapidly penetrating tennis ball.

"Unmoving as a mountain!"

Sanada stepped forward, turned his waist and abdomen to drive his arms and racket, and integrated all his strength to hit the ball back.

However, before he could finish preparing for the next interception, 'Genichiro Sanada' had already appeared in mid-air in front of the net, with a stern expression on his face.

"Still as motionless as a mountain? Not enough!"

The racket rolled with blazing flames, and at the same time, 'Genichiro Sanada' in mid-air suddenly revealed the meaning of [mountain].

A mountain that continues to gain strength, but at the next moment, it will spew out flames with all its strength!

"This is, lava annihilation!"

Bang!
Like the sparks flying when a volcano erupts, the hot lava shoots straight down, erupting with unimaginable terrifying momentum.

Sanada felt overwhelming pressure coming towards him. This was something he had never done before in front of Yukimura.

bang. snap
"40-0!"

Bang!
Yuuki Satoru looked at the raging flames in front of him, and a posture with heavy meanings immediately appeared. This was as motionless as a mountain; the racket was gently stretched and sent out, like the branches and leaves of a forest slowly swinging. This was his slowness like a forest.

The roots of the forest take root in the mountains.

By superimposing the properties of [Mountain] and [Lin] to defend the true meaning, Sanada felt that the aggression he had played was like fire and fell into the vast world, unable to escape.

"Game, Fudomine Middle School Yuki Satoru, 1-1!"

"So strong!"

As the referee's voice fell, everyone in the venue was stunned for a moment, and then there was a burst of exclamations.

The fight between Feng Lin Shan and Feng Lin Shan was exciting to watch, and Yuuki Satoru presented the theory of mutual regeneration and conflict between Feng Rin Shan and Feng Lin Shan in a vivid and exquisite manner, which made everyone feel that this game was enjoyable to watch.

"This guy
It really brought back bad memories for me. "

Mori Jusaburo, who had always had a playful expression, finally became serious. He was seen twirling his slightly curly hair with his fingers, and a look of distress appeared on his face.

Although Sanada's personality doesn't get along with mine, he really has nothing to say in terms of strength. Even I don't dare to say that I can beat him.

But Fudomine's boy named Yuki Satoru still suppressed Sanada to death.

This feeling of invincibility.
Mori Jusaburo seemed to be in the first grade again.

then
This is the case with the scary man with blond hair in the Mu Zhiteng Tennis Club.

Although the two methods are completely different, the dominance of completely controlling the game is almost the same.

"Perhaps Fudomine will become the most difficult enemy on the road to Likai's third consecutive victory!"

He glanced at Yukimura beside him.

"I wonder if he can cut off the opponent's edge!"

Bang!
"Game, Fudomine Middle School Yuki Satoru, 2-1!"

"Swap the pitch~"

Bang!
"Game, Fudomine Middle School Yuki Satoru, 3-1!"

"Damn it, Deputy Minister Sanada, don't let that guy continue to be arrogant!"

Seeing Sanada retreating continuously, Kirihara Akaya shouted loudly, his eyes full of anxiety.

"Hoo Chi. What a talkative guy~"

Hearing the shouts in his ears, Sanada gasped and shouted. He tightened his grip on the racket, sweat dripping down from his body.

After the confrontation just now, Sanada found that he could not perfectly display the principle of mutual generation and restraint of wind, forest and volcanoes like his opponent.

This is a gap in strength levels.

Yuki Satoru surpassed him in terms of physical training and basic skills.

He was clearly a pioneer, but he was followed by imitators.

It's really ridiculous!
After his breathing slowed down, a frightening look appeared on Sanada's face, and the aura on his body also changed accordingly.

It is as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, as aggressive as fire, and as motionless as a mountain.

In fact, there are two more sentences at the end.
Although I want to keep it for Tezuka, it seems I can no longer hide it!

"Sanada."

Yukimura noticed the change in Sanada's aura for the first time. From the other person's eyes, he seemed to see what he looked like two years ago again.

That was the match between Sanada and Tezuka.

The arrogant young man encounters an opponent who wants to spend his whole life to surpass him.

And now, Sanada seems to have returned to that day!
Sudden.

Moving his gaze to the opposite side of the court, Yukimura's expression changed.

He has short brown hair, three-quarter bangs combed to the right, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his strong nose, and a tall and well-proportioned body wearing a blue and white team uniform.

That unsmiling and serious expression was like an iceberg.

This is--

The light breeze ruffles the net.

Looking at the familiar figure opposite, Sanada had an unspeakable expression on his face.

Surprise, confusion, subtle joy, all kinds of emotions are mixed together.

Then, the words that made him boil with fighting spirit rang in his ears.

"Sanada, give it your full attention!"

(End of this chapter)