Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 77 The trip to Osaka ends
hiss!
Even though he was very aware and prepared, Zongyan was still shocked by the scene in front of him.

He just relied on his prediction of the tennis ball's path and his own habits to catch the ball.

Unexpectedly, there was only a tearing sound, and the surface of his racket was instantly pierced by the tennis ball.

The tennis ball went straight through the racket and hit the ground behind it. The bouncing tennis ball hit the wall, leaving an obvious mark on the ground.

Zong Yan took a deep look at the marks on the ground, and then brought the racket in front of his eyes. A burning smell hit his nostrils from the broken string.

One can imagine how terrifying the penetrating power of the request just now was!
"The power is actually so strong. This guy Zenyuki Taira was already so good at utilizing the sweet spot during his junior high school days!"

Zong Yan was really surprised.

"Gulu...ha! Another junior high school student who has mastered the best hitting point technique? It's a pity that the road is a little bit off!"

After taking a sip of wine, Mifune was slightly surprised by Ping Zenyuki's performance.

But that's all.

Several people entering training camp this year have been exposed to this technique, and it’s just a matter of mastering the intensity.

"It seems that Byodoin's catfish has really had a big impact on their generation of junior high school students..."

"And you? Can you become the new catfish?"

Withdrawing his gaze from Taira Zenyuki, Mifune glanced at Munehiko Saeki who seemed not surprised by all this.

……

"Sniper's... bullets!"

Zongyan put the broken racket back into his tennis bag, then took out a new racket and said calmly.

His voice immediately attracted the attention of everyone in Sitianbao Temple.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Zong Yan adjusted the net cable of the racket with his fingers, and continued:

"As expected of Senior Pingshan's strongest stunt! The forehand volley is like a bullet sniper. I am afraid that senior has fully grasped the knack of the best hitting point!"

"Moreover, compared to the tricks that other people can't use a few times, senior's ball has almost no side effects on the arm, and can be used at will!"

"Unfortunately, there are advantages and disadvantages. Although this move is amazingly powerful,... senior went astray and missed the opportunity to enter another world and appreciate the scenery..."

That's exactly what happened.

If Yoshiyuki Hirashi's trick is to transform and use sweet spot skills, he waits until his own foundation is fully developed, then perfects his understanding of sweet spot shots, and finally combines his spirit to produce transformation.

Instead of combining with its own compatibility in advance.

Then his future will also have higher possibilities.

At that time, it was also possible for Hirao Yoshiyuki to push this move to the level of a world-class skill.

It's not that Zong Yan is exaggerating or exaggerating him, it's just a pity.

The birth of any world-class golf skills requires the perfect use of sweet spot shots, which is one of the foundations of all technical succession.

Not only the light ball, the dark ball, but also many others...

After Ping Shanzhi roughly mastered the technique of the sweet spot, he created his own trick.

Although it looks powerful, it actually cuts off the potential to continue digging and perfectly control this road.

This is a lack of understanding of the tennis road, and it has to be said that it is a pity.

As for the other people in Tiantianbao Temple, they were also a little surprised after hearing Zongyan's words.

They didn't know what Zongyan meant by saying this, and they all looked at Ping Shanzhi on the field.

on the field!
Ping Shanzhi didn't take Zong Yan's words to heart.

Instead, like a cowboy, he turned the handle flexibly with the fingers of his left hand, turned the handle head down, raised the handle to the front, took a breath, then turned the handle over and inserted it into his pocket.

"Hey, brother, it's too late to say anything now."

"I want to shoot through your heart! Bang!"

Ping Shanzhi made a sniping gesture at Zong Yan.

"Oh! Then come!"

After Zongyan changed his racket, the game continued.

boom!
……

With a burst of energy, Ping Shan scored two more sniper bullets, and saved his serve.

The opponent's tricks can not only be used in the game, even if it is a serve, it can also be used, and the speed is extremely fast.

……

Two 10 minutes later.

boom!
Relying on his strong basic strength and his own grasp of the best hitting point, Zong Yan took the lead in breaking serve and the score was 5-3.

"He's also in the first grade, he's really a scary guy..."

Shiraishi's brown hair was blowing in the breeze, and his eyes showed a hint of shock.

In the past 10 minutes, Zongyan showed his basic strength and strong physique that are much higher than those of his peers.

Although he didn't show many tricks, there was no trace of the last ball against Ishida.

But it was the power of purely relying on basic strength to suppress the opponent that shocked Shiraishi, who was addicted to basic tempering.

He seemed to see the possibility of his future in Zong Yan.

"Ha... the little devils now are really more powerful than the last... You have to work hard, Xiao Baishi!"

Osamu Watanabe looked at the young man on the field who had a very calm expression even in the fierce competition, and felt very sad, and then patted Shiraishi on the shoulder next to him.

Speaking of which, Saeki Munehiko is just like Shiraishi and the others, only in the first grade.

However, with the strength and courage shown by the opponent in the game, even Zenzuki Taira, the head of Shitenhoji Temple, lost interest in continuing to make mischief at this time.

"No wonder he was able to turn Tokyo upside down. Even the newspapers spoke so highly of him."

Osamu Watanabe remembered his previous phone call to inquire about Saeki Munuhiko. Almost all the schools in Tokyo were challenged by him.

Except for a few unclear games, no losses.

Although he also has great confidence in his players, but now it seems that their preparations are far from enough.

……

"bullet!"

Seeing that Ping Shanzhi, who had already reached Zong Yan's match point, no longer had any scruples, shouted, and once again used his stunt, the dull sound of hitting the ball sounded like a bullet.

With amazing penetrating power and spin, the tennis ball shot into Zongyan's half at a high angle.

Although Zong Yan was beaten twice, the time the tennis ball stayed on the racket became longer and longer each time.

And compared to the original direct hole racket.

The second racket only had the string torn loose and was not completely damaged.

Maybe others can't see it, but Ping Zenzhi clearly noticed that Zongyan's grasp of the best hitting point is no weaker than him.

Therefore, for many subsequent bullets, he did not hit Zongyan directly, but hit the opponent's blind corner, or was too late to save the ball.

boom!
"Ping Shanzhi's score, 15-0."

……

"bullet!"

It was a very familiar posture again, with a powerful lash with his left hand, and the tennis ball was shot out from the black mist with sparks.

Zong Yan's eyes were fixed, and a cold and gloomy atmosphere began to spread in the audience.

"Senior, thank you for your guidance in this game. It has allowed me to further understand the best hitting point. Next, please experience my tennis!"

Boom!
With a sharp sprint under his feet, and then a slip, Zong Yan caught up with the bullet and swung his racket fiercely.

The tennis ball hit the racket and rubbed violently on the racket.

In an instant, a burst of dim purple-black light emerged, and Zong Yan's entire body seemed to be inlaid with a continuously rising black firework.

"dark!"

Zong Yan shouted coldly, and pushed the racket forward fiercely. A black light flashed, and a burning smell floated in the air.

pat!

The racket in Ping Shanzhi's hand was instantly knocked away by the tremendous force contained in the tennis ball and fell to the ground.

"Game, Saeki Munehiko, 15:15."

"what!"

Everyone in Sitianbao Temple had incredible expressions on their faces.

"Minister...the minister's trick..."

"Been beaten back...

"The bullet was defeated head-on?!"

Ping Shanzhi's face darkened. Although the game had been going on for so long, he had already expected it in his heart, but when this moment really came, he still felt a little bitter in his heart.

Could it be that Sitianbao Temple is going to be picked by a first grader!

No, he can't take it!
"bullet!"

With the indignation in his heart, Ping Shanzhi's ball speed became faster and the penetrating power became stronger.

"Senior, this trick is useless to me!"

"End it! Falling Light!"

As Zong Yan's words fell, in Ping Shanzhi's eyes, a strong black light gushed out from Zong Yan's body.

As the gloom on his body became deeper and darker, the dark lines at the corners of Zong Yan's eyes became heavier and heavier, and a dark breath continued to flow out of his body...

boom!
There was a muffled sound, and the black light on the racket was like ink, covering the tennis ball.

call out!
A dark shadow quickly swept from Zonghiko's half to Hira Yoshiyuki's half.

This ball seems to be extremely ordinary, but one person watching the game in the corner watched it with great interest.

A deep black light flashed in the eyes hidden on the shadow side of Zong Yan.

Even the spectators around the stadium, who didn't know what was going on, suddenly felt a thrilling sense of danger at this moment.

After flying over the middle net, ten ball shadows instantly appeared in Ping Shanzhi's half-court area, and all the ball shadows flew towards Ping Shanzhi, as if to completely envelop him.

"what is this!"

Everyone's eyes were extremely shocked, and Ping Shanzhi's body subconsciously reacted to avoid it.

But just as this idea came up, the tennis balls hit back by Zong Yan kept crossing like a basketball net covering Ping Shanzhi.

shhhhhh...

The moment the net flew over Hirazenyuki's body, it changed from ten to one again.

buzz~
The tennis ball, which was swirling with air waves and churning with black light, eventually grew in size little by little, until it formed a tennis ball the size of a washbasin in everyone's sight.

At that moment, it was as if a round of black sun fell from the sky, and finally hit the back of Ping Shanzhi.

boom!
Ping Shanzhi was directly thrown out...

……

ps: "Just looked at it, Danyang didn't expect to update more than 1 words yesterday and today, this is all thanks to the rest, it would be great if you rest every day... Only everyone's monthly pass can be stacked for yourself The thick armor is impenetrable to bullets! Please stack it up!"

(End of this chapter)