Net King: This player is backed by justice

"Hey, hey, isn't it? The British team has won the second consecutive victory!"

"I mean, I didn't expect it at all."

"These Spanish teams are in danger!"

"Not necessarily, the game is not completely over yet."

"The next game is very important."

Everyone in the audience was talking a lot, but the players on the court were already in place.

Jinguji Hikaru walked onto the court with a calm face, and calmly glanced at the direction of the Spanish team's head coach, Echizen Nanjiro, from the corner of his eye.

"The winner of today's game is me."

To Jinguji Hikaru's provocative look, Echizen Nanjiro responded with a calm and calm smile.

"Kid, what a beautiful thought."

Haha, is this your confidence?

Jinguji Hikaru smiled slightly and looked at Medanore standing in front of him with cold eyes.

If you defeat him, you will have nothing to say.

Medanore looked at Hikaru Jinguji with a gentle expression, and said softly: "The coach told me that you are an amazing player."

"Well, really."

Jinguji Hikaru looked at Medanore with some surprise, not at what the other person said, but at the feeling he made him.

How can I put this feeling? There is a slight dissonance, as if the person in front of me is clearly standing in front of me, but wearing a mask, and I can't see through his true thoughts.

Jinguji Hikaru's eyes flashed.

"I heard that you were injured before, it should be okay."

"Thank you for your concern."

Facing Jinguji Hikari's probing, Medanore seemed not to notice, and responded with an unchanging expression: "It's okay."

"Ah That's good."

Jinguji Hikari nodded. The other party's answer was impeccable. He didn't want to spend more time on this aspect. Anyway, we will see the results later in the competition.

Tennis doesn't lie.

"The game starts, Spanish Medanore serves first!"

Looking at the two people standing on the court, everyone in the audience looked solemn.

Here we go, the most important game of this year’s World Series is about to begin.

At the same time, in the Spanish team's rest area, vice-captain Furio looked at Medanore, who was standing on the baseline preparing to serve, with a serious expression.

He had already noticed something strange about Medanore before, and also made some tests to Medanore.

But the other party had no intention of explaining to him, and he didn't explore too much, but

"Medanore, what happened to you?"

On the court, Medanore simply flicked the tennis ball to the ground, adjusted his position, and then, under the gaze of thousands of people, he flicked his wrist and threw the tennis ball into the air.

"Oh!"

"Whoosh!"

The tennis ball flew quickly towards Jinguji Hikari's court.

tread!

Regarding the use of shaving, Jinguji Hikaru has already reached the point of proficiency. With a simple step, Jinguji Hikaru's figure appeared in front of the tennis ball. With an indifferent look, he looked towards the opposite side, but there was a hint of indifference in his eyes. surprised.

Without him, Medanore's state seemed a bit wrong.

Standing straight on the spot, making no defensive movements at all, he was like a layman holding a racket and accidentally stepping onto the football field.

What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?

Jinguji Hikaru was a little strange, but the movement of his hand was not slow at all, and he hit the tennis ball to the corner on the other side of Medanore.

As the tennis ball moved, Medanore's eyes also moved, but he still stood motionless.

Like an owl standing on a branch in the dark night, staring at its prey, the silence is eerie.

A pair of narrow eyes flashed with cold light, which was breathtaking.

What is this guy doing?

Jinguji Hikaru, who had been silently observing Medano Lei's movements, was a little confused at this moment.

"Oh!"

The moment the tennis ball hit the ground, Medanore's figure disappeared.

what? !

Even with Jinguji Hikaru's eyesight, he couldn't see clearly how Medanore moved.

With medium-long hair filled with indescribable power, Medanore's eyes were not focused on the tennis ball, but instead stared at Jinguji Hikaru without blinking.

"Oh!"

"Whoosh!"

This guy is a bit weird!

Jinguji Hikaru couldn't figure out Medanore's details for a while, but if that was all.

tread!

The figure penetrated the space and came to the tennis ball.

"On the contrary, I breathed a sigh of relief."

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Looking at the two people who were constantly fighting on the court, Echizen Nanjiro's expression was slightly serious.

His attention was focused more on Medanore, and the emotions flowing deep in his eyes seemed to be expectation and worry.

"Oh!"

"Game, Jinguji Hikari, 3-1!"

"Phew, the boss has the upper hand!"

Seeing Jinguji Hikaru taking the lead, Xiu said happily.

"To be honest, I was scared at first by the weird way the opponent hit the ball, but it turned out to be a false alarm."

"haha, yes."

Keith smiled in agreement, but he still felt something strange in his heart.

Is it really just a false alarm?

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The guy opposite is really weird.

As the game continued, Hikari Jinguji could feel the strangeness coming from Medanore more and more.

Generally speaking, as the game continues, players will usually get more into the state and show stronger and stronger strength, but this guy is different.

Jinguji Hikari couldn't feel any fluctuations from the opponent. Even as the game progressed, the feeling given to him by the opponent became more and more nihilistic. It was so nihilistic that Jinguji Hikari didn't even know what he was following. When someone is playing a game, I wonder what the opponent is hitting the tennis ball back?

Incredible.

Test this guy again.

Jinguji Hikaru's eyes flashed with golden light, and he quickly hit the tennis ball.

The shining golden light is like a dream. It is the first light that helps people understand the world, but it is also the first scenery that people miss.

"Oh!"

Easily penetrated Medanore's defense.

"Game, Jinguji Hikari, 4-1!"

Medanore looked at the mark left by the tennis ball on the court indifferently, without any emotion in his eyes.

Unlike Seda's lifeless look, Medanore's indifferent eyes were more like a person who was far away from the world.

Jinguji Hikaru sometimes couldn't help but start to wonder whether the person competing with him was Medanore, or another thing hidden in Medanore's body.