Net King: This player is backed by justice

"Win! Team GB wins!"

"The British team's No. 1 doubles showed unspeakable, indescribable, incredible strength at the last minute."

"Reversal! Big reversal! The British team's doubles No. 1 reversed the situation and successfully won a crucial point for the British team!"

The frustrated members of the Neon Team heard the loud and harsh voice of the host coming from the TV. Their eyes did not waver, they were numb and indifferent.

Has Team GB turned around?

"Now, let me look forward to the most important match in this duel!"

"The final decision will be victory or defeat, life and death, a battle with no retreat!"

"Let's invite the ace players from both sides!"

"The well-deserved king of the German team, the winning formula book, the world's number one player - Borg!!!"

"The absolute leader who leads the British team forward as a dark horse, the leader of the British team who shows the courage and strength to conquer the world, Jinguji - Hikari!!!"

"Let us applaud two contestants!"

Everyone's eyes turned to the TV, their eyes flickering as they looked at the two contestants who appeared in the eyes of thousands of spectators who were eager to admire them.

Unlike Hikaru Jinguji, their competition is still going on, their journey to this year’s World Championship has come to an end.

That hateful guy!

Echizen Ryoma thought of the careless and invincible posture of the man who led the team to defeat him, and he couldn't help but secretly gritted his teeth, his eyes as sharp and bright as cat's eye, shining with stubborn light.

The hands in his pockets slowly clenched, then he lowered the brim of his hat and left the team.

"Echizen, where are you going?!"

Oishi noticed Echizen Ryoma leaving the team and asked aloud. However, what was waiting for him was not Echizen Ryoma's answer, but another figure leaving the team.

"Atobe, you."

Yushi Ninzu looked at the cold-faced Atobe Keigo and couldn't help but speak.

"It doesn't matter."

Atobe Keigo stood still and looked at Byodoin Phoenix beside him with cold eyes.

"The game is over, it doesn't matter if you have free time."

Byodoin Phoenix glanced at Atobe Keigo majestically and said nothing.

"Ah."

Atobe Keigo sneered and walked away.

"If that's the case, then I'll just take a look."

Yukimura Seiichi's voice was as elegant and calm as ever, but his cold eyes were chilling and full of majesty that could not be denied.

Genichiro Sanada left the team without saying much.

The other players looked around and then also left the team.

No, rather than leaving the team, it’s better to say that the entire team was completely torn apart!

The team that was originally united because of the World Series disintegrated without any warning the moment the competition ended.

"Why do you think we lost, Byodoin?"

Ghost Shicilang asked quietly.

"Are you not strong enough?"

Byodoin Phoenix's eyes narrowed and he looked sideways.

Ghost Shicilang had no expression on his face and said in a deep voice: "No, it's because we are not strong enough."

After saying that, he ignored Byodoin Phoenix's ugly expression and walked towards the court.

Clenching his fists quietly, looking at the backs of everyone leaving, Byodoin Phoenix's eyes were stern, as if there were flashes of thunder and flames, and finally he quietly returned to silence.

The Neon team has achieved unprecedented success this year, but no one is happy or proud of it.

In their view, this is just the result that some people expect in exchange for their patience and concessions time and time again.

"Hmph, I want to see where the team you follow can go!"

Byodoin Phoenix snorted coldly, and his figure quietly changed direction.

Hikaru Jinguji stepped onto the court, and so did his opponent Borg.

As if they had made an agreement, the two walked to the net at the same time.

Looking at the world's No. 1 player in front of them, everyone feels that they should be afraid when facing him. He is a difficult opponent. To be honest, Jinguji Hikaru is feeling quite calm now.

After all, Borg's appearance is at best a bit serious and unsmiling, and he doesn't seem to be easy to deal with. At least he doesn't show much aggression.

Of course, all these senses are based on the situation that the strength of both parties is equal, at least in the heart, the strength is equal.

Nowadays, many viewers praise Jinguji Hikari for remaining calm and not falling behind when facing Borg. In fact, this is because they regard Jinguji Hikaru as a player at a level lower than Borg.

"In the end it's you who fights me."

Jinguji Hikaru's words with a smile were answered by Borg's nod.

"Oh, that's alright."

Just like his appearance, Borg is not good at words.

Looking at Jinguji Hikaru quietly, he said in a deep voice: "To be honest, I have been looking forward to the opportunity to fight you one day in the future."

"The future, why not now?"

Jinguji Hikaru looked at Borg jokingly and said jokingly: "Don't you have confidence in yourself now?"

The joke, which sounded arrogant and arrogant, did not arouse Borg's emotions. The latter said seriously: "Because you will be stronger in the future."

The implication is that although you are very powerful in the eyes of everyone, you are still not good enough in my eyes.

Plain words show unparalleled domineering and boldness.

"Oh my, what a terrible statement."

Hearing the implication of Borg's words, Jinguji Hikari shrugged helplessly, playing with the taste.

"Haha, how about you admit defeat now? Then it will be up to you."

Jinguji Hikaru's frivolous and nonsensical words made Borg's eyes flash, as if he didn't know how to respond, or he didn't intend to respond at all.

"let's start."

"OK."

The two sides stood on the service line, with Borg serving first.

When the players from both sides stood on the serving line, the entire audience quieted down in tacit agreement, and the entire venue fell into silence. However, everyone's violently beating heart, and the excitement and tension emanating from their chests, made the entire stadium melt. Be like a melting pot.

Hot and oppressive.

After looking at Hikari Jinguji's position casually, Borg didn't hesitate at all, and sent the ball easily as if he was practicing.

"Oh!"

A strong whistling sound sounded, and when Jinguji Hikaru moved near the tennis ball, he clearly felt a strong wind pressure.

Like invisible chains, they wrapped around Jinguji Hikari's arms, making him feel the slightest sense of struggle and restraint.

With a flash of his eyes, Jinguji Hikaru knew that this was just a simple test by Borg.

The arm exerted force, and the wind chain wrapped around it instantly shattered.

"Oh!"

The impeccable counterattack did not make Borg change his color at all, and he still returned the tennis ball steadily.