Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 76 Sniper Bullets

Yoshiyuki Hiraishi, Shiraishi Kuranosuke's predecessor, the former director of Shitenbao Temple, is a meritorious figure who brought Shitenbao Temple out of the Kansai mud pond.

He is also a member of the Neon team’s expeditionary force in the future U-17 training camp.

His strength is not like the funny talent he showed, it's just for entertainment.

Few people know that among his five-dimensional attributes, the mental attribute is even stronger than his strength.

Therefore, compared to Shiraishi Kuranosuke, who has not yet entered the national level, he has a deeper understanding of Saeki Munuhiko's strength than anyone else.

Especially the fleeting darkness just now.

This is a very powerful and dangerous opponent!
Hira Yoshiyuki has already defined Saeki Munehiko in his heart.

Therefore, it is obviously inappropriate for the first-year Shiraishi Kuranosuke to deal with such a dangerous opponent.

"It's time for me, the minister, to shield them from the wind and rain!"

Ping Shanzhi walked out of the dust that had not completely dissipated with a green hat on and a smile on his face.

"Hey! Let me tell you, you little brother from Tokyo, the strength you showed just now is really scary!"

Seeing the opponent enter the field, Zong Yan also walked slowly to the net, but before he could speak, Ping Shanzhi chuckled and said.

"Senior Ping Shanzhi looks very simple, doesn't he?"

Zong Yan suppressed the throbbing in his heart because he had found a way to break through, and smiled gently at Ping Shanzhi who was opposite him.

With a more serious smile than before, Zongyan stretched out his right hand.

Zong Yan looked at the serious but funny Minister of Sitianbao Temple in front of him, and his vigilance began to rise like never before.

"He is really a young man who is so vigilant! If so, let's have a good fight."

Seeing the seriousness in Zong Yan's eyes, Ping Shanzhi curled his lips slightly, greeted Zong Yan with a smile, and began to guess first.

After two consecutive games, he had a general understanding of Zong Yan's strength. The opponent was a real national player.

Thinking of the other party's current age, this made him feel a little bit emotional. As expected of a tennis boy from Tokyo, people who grew up in that purgatory environment are so perverted.

The game started with Munuhiko Saeki serving first.

At the bottom line, Zongyan slapped the tennis ball in his hand a few times, and then glanced at the bouncing Ping Zenzhi on the opposite side. He was not confused by the opponent's actions and threw the ball fiercely.

The body then slowly took off, the arms flipped to drive the body to twist, and the muscles of the whole body exerted force at the same time.

boom!
A pale yellow golden light flew out from Zong Yan's racket and hit Ping Shanzhi's feet heavily.

Under the tremendous force, the speed of the tennis ball became very fast, and like a flash of lightning, it flew directly past Ping Shanzhi's feet, as if this move was directed towards his ankle.

Ping Shanzhi was startled and quickly turned sideways to avoid it. The expression on his face was very rich and he looked strangely happy.

"ACE, Munehiko Saeki, 15:0."

Ping Zenichi looked frightened, and patted his chest as if he was still frightened: "I said, Brother Saeki, your shot is really amazing! There is something!"

Even Zongyan, who was familiar with Ping Shanzhi's character because he had read the original work, couldn't stand being shown weakness and flattery by him in this way, and several black lines appeared on his forehead.

Did the other party take him for a fool?

Not to mention his strength, even as the minister of Sitianbao Temple, he shouldn't be so fussed!

"I'll see how long you can pretend!"

Zong Yan felt a little sullen, and the tennis ball flew out of his hand again, and bounced towards Ping Zenzhi's feet.

However, Ping Shanzhi was not prepared to hide his clumsiness at this time. He took half a step back and gently chipped the tennis ball at the high point where it had just bounced off the ground.

The tennis ball was directly caught by him and flew towards Zong Yan's half court. However, when Ping Shanzhi raised his head, Zong Yan's figure was already running towards the net quickly.

Just as the tennis ball passed the net, Zong Yan raised the racket with his right hand, dragged it with his left hand, and then lightly moved everything.

After the tennis ball bounced lightly twice in front of Hirazenyuki's net, it lost its movement and lay quietly on the ground.

"Nice volley at the net!"

In the corner, Mifune Irido crossed his arms on his chest, took a sip of wine and said lightly.

Looking at the actions of the two people on the field, Mifune Irido raised his head and drank the wine, squinting his eyes and said:
"The basic skills of these people are not bad, but if it's just this level, it's not much worse than those miscellaneous fish."

……

With a bang, the moment Ping Shanzhi's tennis ball hit the ground, a red and black racket accurately enveloped it, showing its strong stamina.

Bang!
I saw a light yellow beam flickering, and the tennis ball pulled out a high-speed afterimage in the air.

With a smile on his face, Saeki Munuhiko is also very satisfied with the volleyball he can hit in front of the net.

……

"Game, Saeki Munuhiko, 1:0!"

After the change of field, the game continued, with Hiraoshiyuki's serve.

boom!
Ping Shanzhi bent his knees, and he was very knowledgeable about the tennis hitting point.

Although he didn't know that this was the embryonic form of the perfect sweet spot technology, he was able to achieve the maximum effect with the minimum force.

The ball was aimed at Zong Yan's backhand defense area. In the previous few rounds of the game, Hirao Yoshiyuki had discovered that Zong Yan's forehand was extremely aggressive, but his backhand did not show any performance.

This should be his weakness!Bar?
If Zong Yan knew what Ping Shanzhi was thinking, he would be very happy.

Since he came into contact with tennis, he has frequently practiced his forehand and backhand, and he is not as simple as simply training his backhand.

His backhand is indeed weak, so what he thought at the time was that he could avoid this shortcoming by training both his left and right hands as forehands.

Ping Shanzhi didn't know this, so he was going to suffer a big loss now.

The tennis ball flew to Zong Yan's backhand area. Zong Yan turned his body around, exerted a sudden force in his abdomen, twisted half of his body, threw the racket directly to his left hand, and lifted the racket with his left hand.

The tennis ball was thrown out, and shot straight towards Ping Zenyuki's forehand flank.

"what!"

In the backhand area, Zong Yan used the forehand method to hit back directly, which made Ping Shanzhi's judgment on Zong Yan's weakness directly aborted.

But after all, he is a very experienced player, so he calmed down instantly.

Looking at the tennis ball flying from Zong Yan's half court, and Zong Yan himself changing hands just now, Hirao Yoshiyuki was a little surprised but not panicked.

Breathing out lightly, Ping Shan's gaze became extremely sharp.

"The backhand doesn't work, since that's the case!"

"I'm here to snipe you, little brother..."

Comparing his fingers to pistols, Ping Shanzhi smiled funny.

Ping Shanzhi took a step back.

He took a special posture, with the racket and the left hand holding the ball parallel to the front, his elbows bent, his whole body tensed, and then he raised his hands in a wing-like shape.

Shah.

Looking at the flying tennis ball, Pingshan's upper body power drove his arms, swung the racket behind him and swung it forward fiercely.

"Here we come! The minister's trick..."

"One hit kills! Boom!"

The team members of Sitianbao Temple who were onlookers looked excited, and they saw Minister Hirazenyuki's stunt again!
Ping Shanzhi stared at the tennis ball sharply, the veins on his arms were bulging, his muscles bulged, he pulled back the racket slightly, and then swung it out violently.

"bullet!"

The moment the racket came into contact with the tennis ball, it was as if a dazzling flame was ejected from the muzzle of a gun, a burst of black smoke suddenly appeared, and there was a burst of sparks shining golden in the smoke!

Zong Yan only heard a thunder explosion in his ear, and the tennis ball flew towards his half court with a trace of smoke and air waves like a bullet fired from the chamber.

boom!
Whoosh!
The harsh whistling sound reached my ears clearly.

Bang!
Zong Yan, who was very aware of the power of this move, did not dare to have the slightest carelessness in his heart. He firmly held the racket with his right hand, and after judging the trajectory of the tennis ball, he lifted the racket violently.

A violent collision came from the racket.

Boom!
pat...

The sniper bullet pierced Zong Yan's racket mercilessly, and a scorched ball mark appeared on the left side of his racket.

"Ping Shanzhi scores, the score is 15-0."

……

ps: "Bang! Only a monthly pass can resist the penetration of bullets, which is more effective than body armor!"

(End of this chapter)