Net King's system makes me invincible

Hearing what Atobe said, Taocheng couldn't realize that he had said something wrong, so he shut his mouth wisely.

"It's so exciting, as expected, the fun of tennis can only be felt when you play against powerful people.

Whether it's Uncle Ghost or you, even if you don't see the hope of victory, just sparring is already very happy. "

Opposite Horio, Kintaro, who was slightly sweaty on his face, was still in a full state of mind.

"But it's just not enough at this level. I need to experience the fun of tennis on a deeper level!"

When Kintaro finished speaking, a dazzling light appeared on his body again.

"Is seamlessness turned on again? It's even stronger than the day before yesterday."

Seeing the power emerging from Kintaro again, Horio smiled.

When the light dissipated, Kintaro was already in a seamless state.

"Continue, Horio, I feel that I am stronger than the one who competed with Uncle Oni the day before yesterday!"

"Then prove yourself."

Seeing Kintaro exuding seamless power all over his body, Horio came to his place and stood up.

"Okay, I'm going to attack!"

Throwing the ball up, Kintaro's swing speed has exceeded the limit of naked eyes of junior high school students.

However, this level of swing is still not a threat to Horio. With a swing of his arm, Horio's racket will intercept the tennis ball that has disappeared.

boom!
"Horio scores, 15:0"

"Received!"

"No way! Someone as strong as Brother Oni couldn't catch Kintaro's serve before, but Horio caught it so easily."

"It's already reached this level, Xiaojin can't score yet..."

Kintaro's seamlessness was easily dealt with, and the atmosphere of Shiraishi and others was very heavy.

"Even if you turn on Perfect Clothes, your movements still have weaknesses.

Even if some shortcomings can be made up for by virtue of seamlessness, facts are facts. "

Horio hit back and scored, and Kintaro's expression changed a little.

"Don't believe me, try playing again."

Seeing the astonished expression on Kintaro's face, Horio didn't give Kintaro a chance to hesitate.

Kintaro who came to the other side was the same as the previous ball, the same movement, the same serve, and the tennis ball also disappeared.

boom!
"Horio scores, 30:0"

Then Horio swung the racket in the same simple way, and returned the ball neatly.

"Your swing has created a fatal weakness in you, which should be corrected when you practice the basics.

But it's obvious that you haven't corrected it. Although you can use your own superior talent to cover up some of it, you can tell it at a glance when facing an opponent stronger than you. "

Looking at Kintaro, Horio showed no mercy.

"Did you notice it when you were playing against him?"

"Well, when I played against him, I thought it was just a flaw he deliberately exposed.

But as the game went on, that vulnerability was there, and it was like an instinctive habit for him.

But when I try to attack that flaw, he can always defend it smoothly.

He simply didn't pay attention to that, and now it seems that it is really his fatal injury. "

Outside the arena, Irie looked at the ghost next to him, and the ghost remembered it at this moment.

"It stands to reason that everyone has some small habits, but Yuan Shan's habit is really unreasonable..."

"That's indeed caused by basic skills..."

"What? What are you talking about, Shiraishi."

"Kintaro's strength is so strong, will there be problems with his basic skills?"

Before the ghost could finish speaking, Baishi interrupted him.

boom!
"Horio scored, the score was 6:1, the first game was won by Horio."

At this time, the first round of the game on the field was over, and Kintaro didn't even score a single goal after starting the perfect match.

"Because Xiao Jin officially started his tennis career at the end of last spring, and it was only a few months before he entered school to participate in the competition.

In such a short period of time, no matter how strong his talent was, he still couldn't fully consolidate his basic skills.

Coupled with the rapid growth of his strength, not only himself, but even us have gradually forgotten this problem.

We thought that after this period of training, he would change, but we still thought too much. "

"What!? He only started playing tennis last year?"

"In less than a year and a half, you can grow from a tennis novice to an existence that can rival elite high school students. You also have this kind of monster in Sitianbao Temple..."

"In that case, among the freshmen this year, apart from Horio, Kintaro is the one with the highest talent."

Hearing Shiraishi's story about Kintaro's tennis deeds, the expressions of the middle and high school students changed.

Because it took Kintaro less than a year and a half to do what most of the people present could only do in a few years, especially dry, the evaluation of Kintaro has surpassed that of Echizen in the United States.

boom!
"Horio scores, score 5:0"

On the court, Horio took the score to 5:0 without using any skills against the flawless Kintaro.

"It's simply crushing, Kintaro has no chance to resist."

"In the face of absolute strength, any technology is futile."

"Even if Yuan Shan knew there was something wrong with his posture, he couldn't change it all at once.

Especially for movements that have become a habit, it is very difficult to innovate. "

"Could it be that you can't even win a game!"

Kintaro is like a baby meeting a strong man. Although he used all his strength to feed, he still can't move the strong man's wrist.

The junior high school students who are companions are also helpless, especially after knowing that Kintaro has fatal injuries.

"Horio is stronger than when he first came to the training camp."

"He's getting stronger every day, like nothing can stop him."

In the stands, Kurobe and Saito couldn't help sighing as they watched the situation in the stadium.

"Children's tricks, this level of selflessness is not uncommon in the world, and that kid still has something to learn."

While the two were evaluating Horio, Mifune was paying attention to Kintaro.

As a person who has experienced big winds and waves, Mifune is certainly no stranger to seamlessness.

It's just that Kintaro's Perfect Clothes has only just started after all, so its power is not yet in the eyes of Mifune.

At this time, Kintaro's physical strength was not much left. Even if Wuxia could minimize the consumption of his physical strength, it would not be able to withstand the consumption of Horio's continuous vigorous return of the ball.

"Kintaro, the world is vast."

"I'm really looking forward to it. I can see outstanding players from other countries. I'm very excited just thinking about it."

Looking at Kintaro who was panting heavily and supporting his body firmly, Horio smiled.

When Kintaro heard what Horio said, a smile appeared on his tired face.

Then his smile gradually disappeared, and he passed out due to exhaustion.

"Since Toyama was unable to continue the match, Horio was awarded the victory."

Before the second game was over, Kintaro fainted due to physical problems, and Horio successfully won the first game.

"It's up to me next."

After Shiraishi and others helped Kintaro off the stage, he pushed his glasses with wooden hands and moved his steps.

"After losing to you in the national competition, I have always remembered that I must compete with you again. No matter whether I win or lose today, I must regain my dignity as a killer."

"Okinawa's ace killer, after undergoing the most scientific training in the training camp, I don't know what his current level is."

Smiling at Mushou, Horio turned around and walked to the backcourt.

"How many rounds you want to play, you decide for yourself, anyway, the right to serve is yours."

"Oh, the tone is really as loud as ever.

But if the right to serve is given to me, one game is enough for me. "

Hearing that Horio still didn't need the right to serve, Mu Te turned around and came to the bottom line.

"The second game begins, and the wooden hand serves."

The referee announces the start of the second game and the wooden hand throws the ball into the sky.

The tennis ball was thrown high, and the wooden hands and feet kicked hard.

"big Bang!"

The wooden hand racket that jumped to the sky swung out, and the familiar serve appeared.

The tennis ball exploded on the racket like a bomb, and the explosive force pushed the tennis ball towards Horio.

"It seems that you still have something to hide in yesterday's game. This kind of powerful explosion is not something someone like Tono Atsukyo can handle."

The big bang played by Kishou was stronger than the one he used in the doubles with Marui yesterday, and the power contained in the tennis ball was even deeper.

Seeing this, Horio took two steps towards the sideline, and the backhand had already been swung.

The air wave exploded and hit the wall behind him.

"Damn! This guy with wooden hands is actually hiding such a hand..."

Off the court, Marui saw Mu Te's serve which was completely different from yesterday, and suddenly lost his temper.

But the wooden hands on the field don't care about these, at this time he must focus on the match with Horio.

"Don't be naive, Marui, I won't put my passion into doubles."

To perfunctory Marui's words, Kishou's arm has already moved.

It was also an explosion of air waves, Mu Shou looked resolute, frowned slightly and successfully returned the ball.

Horio aimed at Kite's front corner and hit a short ball.

"You haven't played against me for too long, and you forgot that this kind of distance ball is useless to me."

The moment the tennis ball flew to the corner, the wooden hand had already appeared in the counterattack position.

After talking a little proudly, the wooden hand backhand aimed at Horio's dead corner.

"You haven't played against me for too long, and the distance difference doesn't work for me."

Seeing this, Horio also retorted what Mu Te said just now, and then started to move one inch and instantly came to the point where the tennis ball landed.

Hit the lob shot skyward, and the tennis ball flies skyward at an exaggerated angle.

"Such a high ball, is it a mistake?"

"No way, that goal looks very difficult."

"Look carefully, I can't even hit that ball back."

The members of the first army who had never seen Guangyu outside the court felt that Horio had made a mistake, but Oni reminded them very seriously.

On the court, the tennis ball flying into the sky suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Disappeared!"

"Is it already out of bounds!?"

Mori Kosaburo and Omagari Ryuji, who had doubts just now, thought they had made a mistake. At this moment, the sky burst into dazzling light.