Net King: Nioh Phantom

The staff felt a strong wind blowing past them.

Onijujiro's tennis player's speed and explosiveness allowed him to reach the other side of the court in a short time.

Even though he has sealed his own strength and his own extra-dimensional power, ghosts can still burst out with extremely powerful strength that astonishes ordinary people!

A dark red mist-like thing surrounded him, an aura that came from the abyss of hell, and the dazzling bright light that invaded him shrank away as if it had touched some natural enemy.

Nioh curled his lips and looked at the ghost opposite.

Taneshima's smile became a little brighter, and he handed the tennis ball to Nioh again.

——Like the younger generation, this high school student, who carried his own tennis bag and came here to watch the excitement and"do one good deed every day and save others," packed his tennis bag not with a racket, but with many tennis balls!

The look Niou looked at the ghost contained emotions that stirred up Shiraishi's heart as he squinted because the light was caught by the black and red energy.

The minister of Tiantianbao Temple took a breath silently.

Irie, on the other hand, still lowered his head and remained silent, seeming to be trapped in sadness and unable to extricate himself.

Tokugawa, on the other hand, took two steps to the side after feeling the ghost's aura that seemed to show fighting intent.

Tokugawa seemed to want to make room for the ghost.

A tennis showdown seems to be about to begin!

Caught between the two sides, 377's staff members tensed up their muscles, while the coaches on the other side of the camera screen were in an embarrassing situation because of Nioh's serves just now.

——Several cameras with excellent viewing positions... were knocked askew by tennis balls!

Is this a coincidence or premeditation?

The three coaches firmly believe in their U17 tennis players, so the answer must be the second one!

This was definitely planned!

"Report promptly!"

"How is the situation now?"

The twisted angles created several visual blind spots on Court No. 1 for the coaches.

The light effect from another dimension that lit up was unbearable for them at that first time. Other times, you can grit your teeth and endure it - at worst, you can put in a few drops of eye drops after watching the movie.

But now, even if the coaches want to see, they can't see what's going on on Nioh's side.

The camera that was deflected by the tennis ball can't capture Nioh and the others. figure.

But the coaches could see the ghost suddenly running next to Tokugawa at extremely fast speeds!

——Well, those cameras behind Nioh and the others are still preserved.

——But why did the ghost run over?

Could it be internal strife?!

The coaches asked the staff on site, hoping to get the answers they wanted to know through their vision. (ahbj)

But it was too late.

The speed of sound is very fast, and the speed of tennis ball is even faster!

Shuji Taneshima brought a tennis bag with a reserve of tennis balls. At this time, he seemed to hand three tennis balls to his white-haired junior without hesitation.

Moreover, he immediately took a few steps back and threw the tennis ball directly towards Nioh's right hand from behind!

Multiple balls in a row?

The staff knew this thing, but... bang bang bang!

A series of tennis balls were hit, bang bang bang!

The sound appeared almost at the same time, when a series of tennis balls were hit back by Oni Jujiro without missing a beat - bang bang bang!

Nioh serves again!

He stretched out his right hand, fished it into the air, and immediately got three tennis balls in his hand!

The originally dim light rose several times again, and the light pierced the eyes of the staff who looked over like a sharp sword!

The sound of tennis balls tearing through the air could be heard in their ears, and pure white fireworks exploded in their vision.

My mind went blank for a moment.

And the screen on court No. 1 that the coaches saw in the main control room was almost entirely filled with flashes of light and the visual cover dust fog set off by tennis balls!

Court No. 1 is the top court of the U17 second team, and the ground of the court naturally does not cut corners.

But even on such a court surface, dust and mist would explode in the face of three tennis balls coming at them with great force and speed!

It is difficult for tennis to simply withstand the pressure of speed during the game, but in official competitions, few players really beat the tennis ball.

Because the integrity of the tennis played also tests the player's control of their own strength!

Technology and mental strength, these two of the five dimensions create a fragile balance between the pressure on tennis and tennis itself.

Niou is naturally able to control his own power.

Of course Oni Jujiro has no problem in this regard.

But at this moment - their power seems to be out of control!

The tennis ball exploded when it hit the ground and kicked up a cloud of dust that engulfed people!

The dazzling bright light caused most of the staff to close their eyes, and the submerged dust mist made some squinting staff unable to see clearly what was going on on both sides. The sonic boom that came from their ears was like a sap, and they were immediately stunned. They fainted!

The staff subconsciously squeezed toward them, as if they could find a sense of security.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The cold wind in the middle of the night is so elegant.

Wait until the staff wake up from the dizziness, wait until the dust and fog dissipate... the night is silent and the moonlight is silent.

On Court No. 1, Nioh and the others are no longer around!

Snapped!

In the main control room, Coach Tuozhi couldn't hold back and hit the wall with his fist.

"He actually let them run away like that!"

Looking at the empty screen after the morning fog cleared, except for the U17 staff and patrol hounds, coach Tuozhi said angrily.

"Was it just for the purpose of escaping just now when you turned the camera upside down?"

Coach Saito said quietly, his voice almost sighing

"What a smart player, he uses visual cover to such an extent... It seems that our U17 security and monitoring still need to be further strengthened!"

The mental coach of the U17 training camp lowered his head slightly, letting his eyes cast a shadow.

"But the tacit understanding between the five people is pretty good. If I didn't miss anything, they shouldn't have given a secret code or said anything in advance, right?"

Coach Tuozhi calmed down a little after smashing the wall.

He then noticed another angle of the matter.

"Have their tacit understanding been developed?"

"But that’s it for Nioh, Kuranosuke Shiraishi… How did this player achieve a tacit understanding with other people?"

Coach Kurobe became interested in the collective understanding of these five players, which had almost no prelude to communication.

"If our U17 high school students can reach the same tacit understanding with the junior high school students, then there will be no need to worry about choosing a doubles team in the doubles competition!"

Although they recognize the talents of junior high school students, the coaches still tend to consider them in the doubles position - this is also the consensus of almost all teams participating in the U17 World Cup.

Let a player with experience and good strength The high school seniors bring the junior high school juniors to the field, which is safe and does not waste the precious and limited high school students' combat power!

At the same time, for Coach Kurobe and the others, although their U17 is different, there are national players who can play singles. Middle school student...but it would be such a waste for two high school students to play doubles together!

——If you can come up with as many doubles combinations with a chance of winning in the limited time, as many as you can!

The three coaches who have shifted their focus to"tacit understanding" even want to consider letting Irie and Taneshima team up with junior high school students to try it out in the next time...

Anyway, Oni, Irie and the others are still late at night They are very free when they have time to hang out, aren't they?

PS，#The player's rebellion broke the coach's heart#~Finally finished writing this chapter! _To read the ununderlined version of the novel, please download Feilu