Net King: This player is backed by justice

Terrible look.

Jinguji Hikaru looked at Yukimura Seiichi's eyes with strong emotions in amusement, and the sharpness in them made him feel quite dazzling.

"Then, let's get started."

Retract your arms, loosen your fingers, and let the tennis ball fall to the ground freely.

"Da da da."

The slow rhythm and comfortable posture formed a strong contrast with the high-spirited and even a bit arrogant posture just now, or it could be said to be another form of arrogance.

The transition from movement to stillness is abrupt and eye-catching.

After Genichiro Sanada saw this scene, he immediately frowned tightly and felt annoyed. For some reason, seeing Hikari Jinguji in this posture made him feel even more annoying than the arrogant and arrogant him just now. Because it always makes people feel a sense of humiliation of being looked down upon.

Give me some energy! asshole!

Although the mature Yukimura Seiichi also found Jinguji Hikari's attitude at this time very annoying, he was not like Genichiro Sanada, who could not control his mentality very well, but was more calm and focused.

Tennis is not only a sport that competes with skills, physical strength, and speed. Players' mentality and tactics are also very important, and are one of the key factors that can determine the outcome of the game.

Yukimura Seiichi had to admit that Jinguji Hikaru did a good job in this aspect. With just two actions, he could easily arouse the anger of his opponent.

Definitely fight back!

Yukimura Seiichi's eyes darkened, and he was ready to go.

And just when Hikaru Jinguji's leisurely posture made the audience feel a little anxious and depressed, Hikaru Jinguji finally started to serve.

He raised his arm and flicked his wrist, and the tennis ball was thrown into the air!

coming!

Everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, looking at the tennis ball in the air with fiery eyes.

Inoue also clicked the shutter repeatedly at this time, trying to capture the moment when Hikaru Jinguji served.

Yukimura Seiichi didn't watch the tennis. Instead, he stared closely at Jinguji Hikaru's movements. If he couldn't see the tennis clearly, he would look at the flaw in the person who served!

There are no skills that I can’t see through! There’s no tennis ball I can’t hit back!

See through everything! Take control! Then dominate everything!

"Oh!"

A golden stream of light flashed past Yukimura Seiichi in an instant.

"30-0!"

"Ah, sure enough, it's too fast!"

"Yeah, I can't fight back at all. Even Yukimura can't do it."

"Well, if Hikari Jinguji's serve can keep hitting, Yukimura will be under great pressure."

After watching Hikari Jinguji's serve again, the audience was talking about it.

Looking at the photos in the camera, Inoue couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Still haven't caught it.

How about trying to capture a photo of a tennis ball flying past Yukimura Seiichi's feet, but the opponent is indifferent?

After thinking about it, Inoue felt that this was also a good idea, so the camera was focused on Yukimura Seiichi, but

Looking at Yukimura Seiichi's face in the camera, Inoue was suddenly stunned and his eyes were touched.

Yukimura

Jinguji Hikaru looked at Yukimura Seiichi across from him indifferently. With his sharp eyes, high fighting spirit, and cold momentum, a feeling of being locked emerged spontaneously, which made Jinguji Hikaru feel a faint feeling of walking on thin ice. Feel.

If you make a mistake or relax a little bit, that guy will immediately seize the opportunity.

Feeling the meaning conveyed in Yukimura Seiichi's firm and cold eyes, he was not frustrated by his serve at all. Instead, he became more focused and put himself in the position of a hunter.

Really, so scary~

Jinguji Hikaru couldn't help but smile again, but the laziness in his eyes was less, showing a rare edge.

However, it doesn’t matter who is the hunter and who is the prey.

Only the strong have the power to determine the truth.

Jinguji Hikaru gently squeezed the tennis ball in his hand, and a flash of fighting spirit flashed through him.

Well, let's see how far you can go, Seiichi Yukimura.

"Oh!"

"Game, Jinguji Hikari, 2-0!"

Jinguji Hikaru used the laser light serve to easily maintain his serve, while Yukimura Seiichi, who lost two games, did not waver at all, but became more cold and focused, forming a more terrifying momentum.

Perhaps it is because of this, or it may be because Seiichi Yukimura's previous record was too impeccable. Although the audience was surprised and marveled at Jinguji Hikaru's performance, deep down in their hearts, they still believed that Seiichi Yukimura would not sit back and wait for death. .

Then, let me experience your strength again.

Yukimura Seiichi's eyes flashed as he looked at Jinguji Hikari, who lowered his shoulders, lowered his center of gravity, and had no sharp eyes, but exuded a strong sense of presence and influence just by standing there.

He had just completely given up on fighting back, and focused all his attention on observing Jinguji Hikaru's movements. In a vague way, he seemed to have gradually come up with a small idea.

But for now, let’s win our own serve first.

You will not be alone in your beauty, Jinguji Hikari.

Yukimura Seiichi glanced at Miyadera Hikaru indifferently, and then took off to serve.

The serve with strong power was like a small cannonball, hitting Jinguji Hikaru's serving line with great momentum. A light wave of air stirred up the dust on the court, leaving an obvious ball mark. Flying towards the outside.

The serve is still aimed at the outer corner of the teeing area at a wide angle.

Unlike the last time he served and hit the net, this time Yukimura Seiichi stuck to the bottom line and waited for Jinguji Hikari's counterattack.

It's so calm and terrifying.

Jinguji Hikaru thought lightly, but his steps were not slow. He slammed his feet on the ground, and then used his strong momentum to catch up with the tennis ball at an almost teleporting speed.

Navy Six - Shave.

After catching up with the tennis ball, he glanced at Yukimura Seiichi who was staring at him from the corner of his eye. From his firm eyes, Jinguji Hikaru could roughly guess what he was thinking.

Want to hold serve?

Jinguji Hikaru showed a mysterious smile, and then his eyes flashed.

The muscles all over the body tensed instantly.

Navy Six - Iron Block!

"Oh!"

After gathering all his strength to strike, a wave of air erupted from the place where the racket collided with the tennis ball, and then hit the opposite side like a cannonball.

When Genichiro Sanada saw this, his eyes suddenly became stern.

Subconsciously, he clenched his fists tightly. When he competed with Jinguji Hikaru, he suffered a lot whether it was a shave or an iron block. However, this was not the most difficult thing for Jinguji Hikaru.

Because he watched the match between Genichiro Sanada and Hikari Jinguji, Yukimura Seiichi was prepared for this shot. He did not panic. He walked to the tennis ball at his own pace and responded calmly.

"Oh!"

Good weight!

When the racket came into contact with the tennis ball, Yukimura Seiichi was caught off guard and showed a look of surprise. He did not expect that the tennis ball hit by Jinguji Hikari with the action just now was actually heavier than he imagined.

However, it is within the acceptable range!

A cold light flashed in Yukimura Seiichi's eyes, his feet took root, his knees exerted force, his waist turned, and he let out a low groan.

Give me! go back!

"Oh!"

The tennis ball was knocked back by Yukimura Seiichi, but Yukimura Seiichi's expression became more solemn because he made a flaw in the ball.

Strictly speaking, it is not a hit, because after Yukimura Seiichi found that he could not hit the ball with corresponding power when he hit back, he changed his style of play and used the bottom-up lob to give tennis The strong rotational force not only made the trajectory of the tennis ball in the air unpredictable, but the height was also extremely exaggerated, making it impossible for Hikari Jinguji to hit the smash ball easily.

After Genichiro Sanada saw this goal, he first praised it in his heart.

As expected of Yukimura, he handled it beautifully.

Then there was a flash of nervousness in his eyes. Although the crisis was resolved, this goal was equivalent to handing over the power to dominate the rhythm of the game to the opponent's hands.

But for Yukimura Seiichi, the rhythm of temporarily losing a goal does not hurt.

In other words, Yukimura Seiichi still has strong confidence at this time and can take the rhythm back from Jinguji Hikari.

Jinguji Hikaru raised his head, glanced at the tennis ball shaking irregularly in the air, and smiled helplessly.

Playing this kind of ball, who can tempt you?

Then without any hesitation, he ran forward.

This guy!

After seeing Jinguji Hikaru's actions, Yukimura Seiichi was stunned.

Didn't he want to hit the ball back with a smash?

Looking at Jinguji Hikaru sprinting, everyone couldn't help but have doubts and speculations in their hearts.

Impossible, absolutely impossible, the height of this ball is definitely not something he can reach!

Genichiro Sanada thought firmly in his heart, but there was always a sense of uneasiness lingering until he saw the light of Jinguji taking off.

Looking at Jinguji Hikari's rising height, the eyes of Genichiro Sanada, Seiichi Yukimura and others started with denial, suspicion, surprise, disbelief, and loss of consciousness. In less than a second, they completed a rich journey. transformation.

Inoue looked at Jinguji's light and light posture, as if he was walking in the air, his fingers pressed the shutter mechanically, and his eyes were full of excitement.

Sixth Naval Style—Moon Step!

Reaching the highest point, looking down at Yukimura Seiichi with a surprised look on his face, Jinguji Hikari smiled leisurely.

A flash of fierceness flashed deep in his eyes.

It's not over yet.

Then his eyes changed slightly, he looked at the tennis ball in the air, and suddenly buckled it down.

"Oh!"

The sharp, terrifying piercing ball hit Yukimura Seiichi's feet hard. The strong wind from the rebound of the tennis ball gave Yukimura Seiichi a burning feeling on his cheeks. He stared blankly at the ball falling from the air. Jinguji light.

In the air, Jinguji Hikaru looked at him with a smile.

Navy Type 6 - finger gun!