Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 96 The First Battle in Spain (Eighth)

At this time, the two people on the field next door where the competition was going on turned their heads when they saw Zong Yan who walked in without saying hello.

One of them has an Asian face, while the other is white, both of which are juvenile faces.

Just looking at their appearance, one would almost think that their relationship is the same as that of Zong Yan and Tatum.

However, Zong Yan knew that the two of them were not hostile, but rather had a good relationship.

Bang!
The continued game was interrupted, and the tennis ball flew directly from the Asian boy's feet, but he didn't care.

His eyes fell directly on Zong Yan, and he was also very curious about the appearance of another Asian face in the club.

The white boy opposite him frowned when he saw Tatum. He knew exactly what kind of person this guy was.

However, he just glanced at Zong Yan and did not stop him.

Things like this happen every day, and if he wanted to manage them, he couldn't manage them at all.

Therefore, after withdrawing his gaze, he glanced at his companion on the opposite side, and said in a deep voice: "Our game is not over yet, don't watch it, let's continue the game, Tokugawa."

Yes, this boy with an Asian face is none other than Tokugawa Kazuya, who is still in junior high school.

And his opponent was his friend, his classmate, and the Spanish genius who taught him to play tennis-Antonio da Medanore.

"Okay, Meda."

Tokugawa withdrew his gaze from Zong Yan. Although he could see Tatum's malicious intentions at this time, he didn't step forward to stop Zong Yan because Zong Yan was Asian.

Such things are normal in this club. Even he, even with Medanore taking care of him, encountered many of these things.

After all, it is not easy to gain a foothold in this club.

The largest tennis club that Saeki's father led Zong Yan to was not an ordinary club.

It is a training ground jointly established with the Spanish U-14 training camp and has the right to send talents to the Spanish U-17 training camp.

Kazuya Tokugawa went to school in Neon when he was in elementary school. When he was preparing to enter junior high school, he came to Spain for some reasons and entered the school where Medanore was.

Became friends with each other.

At that time, Medanore had already shown his genius and attracted the attention of the Spanish U-14.

Tokugawa Kazuya started elite tennis education here because of Medanore's relationship, and his strength improved rapidly.

Today, they are actually in the third grade of junior high school, but due to special circumstances, Medanore was allowed to skip a grade to high school.

Moreover, Medanore was selected by the Spanish U-17 as early as two years ago to be the main player.

This year's Youth World Cup is even more prepared to go to the battle.

And Tokugawa Kazuya is still training hard in this club because his own strength has not yet reached the standard.

It is precisely because of this that Medanore came to find his friends to accompany him after the training camp was over.

Before long, he will go to the training camp for training, and in a few months, he will go to the Roland Garros stadium in the Mont Heights west of Paris.

I didn't expect that after not coming to the club for a long time, I encountered something bullying newcomers again.

As the soul of the Spanish team in the future, Medanore hates such a thing of bullying the weak by relying on his own strength.

But considering the impact it would have if he appeared to stop him, he restrained himself.

Just like what he always said when he was enlightening Tokugawa Kazuya, tennis is not a tool to hurt people, and the style of street tennis should become extinct in Spain.

Hate and hurt aren't all about tennis.

This is also the way he has been practicing tennis.

Although Tokugawa has not noticed this point of view, it has actually been affecting him.

However, although Medanore did not stop the match between Tatum and Zongyan, it does not mean that he did not pay attention at all. Although his match with Tokugawa is still going on.

But the peripheral vision from the corner of his eye was not completely out of their field.

If the situation escalates further, he has the opportunity to stop it in time.

……

Tatum is 1.9 meters tall, [-] centimeters taller than Zong Yan.

The tall figure stands like a tower in front of the net, and the strong body also gives people a very strong sense of oppression.

However, Zong Yan directly ignored the visual impact, looked the other person in the eyes lightly and said.

"Guess first?"

"Hmph, kid, I'll let you serve first."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Tatum's mouth, and his tone was very contemptuous.

He doesn't think Asians are any good at tennis, but because of some unspoken rules of the club, they are taking care of new members.

He will make the kid in front of him feel the difference in the world in the first game.

Tell him, what is the real world!

Taking solid steps, Tatum walked directly to the backcourt.

"Ha ha…"

Zong Yan's eyes turned cold, and he had almost thought through the other party's contempt and thoughts at this time.

His original intention of coming here was to experience Spanish tennis.

Although the process looks wrong, as long as the result is similar, it is actually the same.

Since the other side had to stick his face over, he wouldn't be polite.

Slap... Slap...

After tapping the tennis ball twice, Zongyan raised his eyes and found that Tatum was standing very casually, without even the most basic posture of receiving the serve.

It is enough to show its arrogance.

"In that case..."

Zong Yan whispered indifferently in his heart, and threw the tennis ball vertically upwards.

"Then I'll teach you a lesson!"

In an instant, the dark lines in the corners of Zong Yan's eyes climbed into the eye sockets, a flame was burning in his eyes, and a surge of spiritual power began to surround Tatum.

The scene in front of him changed in front of Tatum's eyes.

The rising tennis ball seems to be getting brighter and brighter, like a group of small balls filled with flames rising into the air, getting higher and higher, and at the last cluster, the fireballs start to burn.

He was pulled into a completely dark world in an instant, and everything around him had disappeared, only the ball of fire burning in front of him, and the flickering fire.

The fireball is getting bigger and bigger, and the light is getting stronger and stronger, like a small 'sun'.

Tatum felt the temperature on the court suddenly rise, even with a slight tingling sensation on the skin, as the fireball rose to the highest point.

The muscles of Zong Yan's whole body were mobilized, and huge explosive power was transmitted from his arms.

boom!
The racket made contact with the tennis ball in the air, and there was a loud bang, like an explosion, like a shining sun.

The flame of darkness, the sun is burning!
Bang!
A burst of dazzling sunlight flashed across, cutting through the endless darkness, and sending Tatum's vision back to the court again.

I saw a purple-black flame flashing in the air.

呲呲呲~
When I saw the tennis ball again, it was already on the barbed wire behind Tatum.

The tennis ball was twisting violently and irregularly, with a trace of burning smoke, and there was a burning smell in the air.

"15-0."

Zong Yan's eyes fell on Tatum's body, his eyes were extremely cold.

"Ok?"

At this time, Medanore, who was watching from the corner of the eye from time to time on another court, also noticed the ball.

"Is there still a hint of darkness in the use of mental power?"

"Are there any other tennis players who take this path?"

He was curious about Zong Yan's strength, but he also knew that this Asian was stronger than Tatum.

Therefore, he no longer has to prepare to save the field from time to time.

……

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