Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 65 Deep Dynamics
Bang!
He threw another ball with no expression on his face.

Reiji Kamishiro directly ruined his serve.

Zong Yan frowned slightly, Huacunkui was expressionless.

Although he was a little puzzled as to why the other party dared to send him a random round, Zong Yan didn't really take it to heart, but subconsciously became a little more vigilant.

However, the way the other party entrusted him so much made Zong Yan want to teach him a small lesson.

Bang!
Throw the ball, pad your knees, swing the racket, and there is a crisp sound.

Munehiko did not use Sun Scorch, but a very standard smash serve, but even so, it was so powerful that it caught Reiji Kamijo off guard.

"Ace, 15-0!"

"Hey, Kajimoto, this guy's serve is faster than you."

The twin brothers were currently surrounding the captain of Shojo Shonan, Kajimoto Takahisa.

Hearing this, Kajimoto Takahisa glanced at them, a careless smile appeared on his face.

"The opponent is very strong. Even if he serves casually, the speed of the ball is already faster than mine..."

As the head of the tennis club, Kajimoto Takahisa's strength has always been a mystery, even in the original work, more of it is the noble profession of playing field commentary.

But Zongyan knows that he has a calm personality, an analytical mind, and is good at corner kicks, surfing the net and serving. Among them, he is best at a speeding serve with a speed of more than 195km per hour.

But that's all, Zong Yan estimated that his strength should have reached the upper level of the Kanto class.

If we look back based on future strength.

Kajimoto Takahisa's strength is probably at the same level as Shitenbaoji's Caimaeguang, Renzu Qianya, and Likai's Yagyu compared to Lushi and Hyotei Anato's peak.

But he is quite confident at this time, he believes in the strength of Reiji Kamishiro very much.

Their real strength, except for coach Huacun, probably no one knows yet.

"Shencheng, it should start."

He turned his gaze back to the court and chuckled in his heart.

Snapped!
Reiji Kamishiro's face was cold, the racket made a tremor in the air, and the tennis ball was just a simple touch on the racket surface, and it galloped out quickly.

boom!
Zong Yan still caught up easily and fought back easily.

Seeing this situation, Reiji Kamijou on the opposite side narrowed his eyes, stepped sideways with his left foot and a half, his back stretched like a big bow.

Bang!
The racket covered the tennis ball firmly, and his counterattack was not gorgeous, and even looked a little simple.

call out!
The tennis ball flew back without any ripples.

Zong Yan's foot slipped and appeared directly on the landing point of the tennis ball, with a solemn expression on his face, the racket in his hand was ready to hit the ground at the moment.

He didn't wait for the tennis ball to hit the ground, but made a volley, naturally to give the opponent less time to react.

However, as soon as the racket touched the tennis ball, he felt something strange.

"Heh, they are waiting for me here, but as long as the strength is not abnormal enough to break through the limit, the one I'm least afraid of is a strong player..."

Zong Yan raised his eyes and looked opposite, but found that Kamishiro Reiji still had the same expression on his face, so he couldn't help but chuckled.

Chi Chi!

The opponent's instant burst of powerful power fell on Zongyan's racket, and he cleverly resolved it using his sweet spot skills.

But it's not over yet, Zong Yan stepped on his feet, took a deep breath, the muscles in his arms agitated, and in turn exerted a stronger force, hitting the tennis ball back.

As soon as Reiji Kamishiro caught the ball, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He felt a surge of power from the tennis ball, and then the racket was directly knocked into the air.

"Saeki scored, 30 to 0!"

Aoi Huamura glanced at the racket that Reiji Shiro had dropped on the ground, and was slightly surprised.

She knew Reiji Kamishiro's strength, and she also knew her unique moves, but was this a mistake?
"Guijiu, what do you think?"

In Chengcheng Shonan's team, Hiroshi Wakato turned his head sideways and asked Kajimoto Takahisa.

He was very aware of Kamishiro Reiji's strength, but Saeki Munuhiko just hit a flat ball and actually hit Reiji's racket?
It was obvious that if the other party had not exerted anything on the tennis ball, then it would have been a stronger force.

Kajimoto Takahisa's eyes flickered under the brown hair similar to Tezuka's. After thinking for a moment, he said softly:
"It should be stronger and stronger, but how could the other party's not burly body have such a powerful force? Is it natural divine power?"

Bang!
slap~
"In bounds, 40-0!"

……

boom!
"Munehiko Saeki scored, the score is 2-0!"

On the court, Zong Yan didn't care about the small moves prepared by Reiji Kamishiro. After his strength exceeded a certain level, dropping ten with one force would be the easiest way.

But enough time has been wasted, and he doesn't plan to play any more. The smile on the corner of Zong Yan's mouth subsides, and the seriousness starts from the third round.

Kamijo Reiji serves.

Swish!
Throw the ball, lead the shot.

His arm was like a machine, twitching under certain rules.

However, a figure disappeared in a flash.

Bang bang.

Before Reiji Kamishiro could react after serving the ball, the tennis ball was hit back by Zong Yan and fell under the iron net behind Reiji Kamishiro.

"how come……"

Everyone in Shonan Shonan opened their mouths slightly. The opponent actually hit back at a faster speed as soon as the tennis ball hit the ground when Reiji Kamijo served.

Such strength made them feel a lot of pressure.

Reiji Kamishiro's slender eyebrows were tightly frowned. This freshman, who looked as old as him, might be stronger than he imagined.

Then, with four consecutive quick return shots, Zongyan once again broke serve.

“I don’t know what Coach Hwamura means by a perfect work, but if it’s only to this extent, I’m afraid it can only be regarded as a failure…”

Zong Yan's merciless words echoed throughout the court.

Reiji Kamishiro clenched the grip of his racket tightly, his long and narrow eyes became a little scary.

Zong Yan's words also made the faces of the people in Chengcheng Shonan who were watching the battle look uneasy.

"Kamijo's phantom style of play has no effect at all."

Tanaka Kohei was a little angry.

……

boom!
"Game, Saeki Munuhiko, 4-0! Change of field."

With almost overwhelming momentum, Zong Yan ignored whether the opponent was angry or not, and hit four consecutive aces to win his serve.

He didn't pay attention to Kamijo Reiji's current state.

At this time, Hanamura Aoi's eyes were shining, staring at Saeki Munuhiko's back with some longing.

This figure that seems to be hidden in the mist all the time, the potential shown now exceeds all the assessments she made before.

The eyes of Aoi Huamura deeply stimulated Reiji Kamishiro, seeing this scene, the idea in his heart became firmer.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Zong Yan was merciless. It may be that there were too many games today, which made him impatient, or it may be that An An was very active today. An An, who had been quiet after the match against Sanjin Valley, became warm again.

It made him hit harder and harder.

Bang!
The fierce wind swept across, and the tennis ball made a humming sound.

"Saeki Munuhiko..."

On the other side of the court, when Zong Yan began to show no mercy, Reiji Kamishiro began to feel a little overwhelmed.

The powerful strength and mental oppression made him feel that his body was getting heavier and heavier.

Looking at the figure on the sidelines, a thought in Reiji Kamishiro's mind became more and more intense.

A deep malice emanated from his body, and his movements became wider and wider.

"Kamijo, no!!"

Hanamura Aoi's sudden exclamation drew Souhiko's eyes back to Kamishiro Reiji, who made a very strange hand-crossing gesture at some point.

This action...

"Hey, let's go!"

Kamijou Reiji, who had his arms crossed in front of him, quickly twisted his waist and raised his racket.

A cold killing intent flashed in his light purple eyes.

Bang!
The muscles and bones all over his body moved and trembled, and the raised racket caused a scream that ripped through the air.

The mustard-yellow tennis ball became very unstable under the powerful centrifugal force of rotation, and the tiny fibers on it seemed to turn into sharp needles.

This ball came directly towards Zong Yan's eyes.

"Ok!"

"court death!"

Zong Yan, who had some impressions of the original Shonan Shonan, immediately realized that this was a very dangerous move by Reiji Kamishiro, and he was still looking at his eyes at this time!
This is deep motivation!

You are courting death!
……

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(End of this chapter)