Net King's system makes me invincible

Looking at the middle school student who seemed to have changed his temper, Horio guessed that this would be the result.

"The gatekeepers of hell have already opened the door. Those people in the training camp will only get stronger and stronger. But when will these guys be qualified to let you open the door for them?"

Looking at the people sweating profusely, Horio said something meaningful, then turned and left.

Glancing at the direction Horio left, Mifune's eyes were full of deep meaning.

……

"Light hitting... It must be further improved, otherwise those guys come back, and now this kind of light hitting that simply uses the super sweet spot will not pose any threat at all."

In the woods, Horio, who had left the training ground, came here alone.

For so many days in the mountains, apart from meditating and thinking about how to perfect the founding field every day, he kept polishing his body.

With the continuous strengthening of his body, he also realized the lack of some of his current skills.

Other skills that need to use the original breath are fine, after all, as long as the body is strengthened, the original breath will become stronger and stronger, and the power of these skills will also become stronger and stronger.

But the only thing he pays attention to at the moment is the light shot, because the light shot played by Horio is just simply using the super sweet spot technique.

So what he has to do now is how to integrate the founding breath into the light hitting to create a more powerful game.

After setting this goal for himself, Horio found a place to sit down, closed his eyes and began to outline his satisfactory golf skills.

……

"Ordinary light hitting balls just explode the power contained in the ball after being hit. Judging from the scope of the explosion, it is not that big, and the power of the explosion is not concentrated enough at all.

So what I have to do is to use the founding breath to concentrate the power of the light hitting the ball, and also to increase the radiation range. "

When Horio finished his meditation and practice, it was already dark when he walked towards the wooden house.

"710 three, 710 four..."

When Horio walked through a small forest, a sudden sound reached his ears.

After careful identification, Horio realized that it was the voices of high school students.

So curious, Horio walked towards the direction of the sound.

"Oh? You've worked so hard. You have to train so hard during the day and even practice more at night."

Looking at the open space by the small river, the high school students were doing swing practice with special rackets, and they couldn't help but smile on their faces.

After Horio's training for them during this period, the strength of the high school students also unknowingly changed.

"I'm really curious about which side, you and the junior high school students, has the qualification to go down the mountain first."

After staring at the high school students training for a few minutes, Horio turned his head and left.

Before he returned to the wooden house, another continuous sound of hitting the ball reached Horio's ears.

"What's the matter, are these people working so hard recently?"

Following the sound, Horio actually saw Kintaro practicing multiple serve against a stone wall.

"It's really surprising that I'm still practicing alone at such a late hour."

"who is it!"

Horio's sudden sound startled Kintaro, who was concentrating on it, and Kintaro didn't realize it was Horio's voice for a while.

Regarding the fact that Kintaro will practice more, Horio would not believe it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Because in his impression, Kintaro, like Echizen Ryoma, is the kind of person who is more inclined to improve in the game.

"So it's you, Horio! I couldn't sleep, so I practiced by myself."

"You are so tired from training during the day that you can't sleep. Is there something bothering you?"

Kintaro saw Horio coming out from behind the tree like a child whose secret had been discovered.

Horio noticed something was wrong from Kintaro's expression, he was usually joking and optimistic, but now his mood was a little depressed.

"Ah? What's the matter? Nothing, it's just that I may be overtired, so I can't sleep."

"It's probably because of serving too many balls."

Hearing what Horio said, Kintaro wanted to quibble, but Horio turned his head and saw the tennis ball imprint on the stone wall and guessed it right away.

"Let's call again, maybe I can help you a little bit."

Seeing the stunned Kintaro, Horio gave encouragement.

Kintaro picked up seven balls from the ground and threw them all into the air.

bang bang bang...

There was the sound of hitting the ball seven times in a row, and seven tennis balls flew out almost simultaneously and hit the stone wall.

"Isn't that great, you've got them all out."

"But... this is my limit. It's perfect until the seventh ball, but it's not enough to add it to the eighth ball."

Horio looked at the somewhat disappointed Kintaro, then at the tennis balls all over the floor, and turned around.

"Clean up all the balls on the ground and come to the court."

Throwing down a word, Horio left without saying anything else.

Kintaro was stunned for a while before realizing that Horio should be teaching him something.

Kintaro, who was originally lost, immediately became excited, quickly cleaned up the mess, and ran to the field with a bunch of balls in his arms.

"Actually, you have made great progress during this period, and now you have caught up with the high school students who came before you.

But since you want to become stronger, you must not only become stronger physically, but also mentally. "

On the court, Horio stood beside the tennis balls that Kintaro had put away, looked at Kintaro and said.

"I know you will feel a little confused, but the reason why you loser group came here is to make your psychology, that is, your spiritual power stronger.

The fact that you survived the hands of that stinky old man already shows that your mental strength has been polished.

But it is this training that keeps your mental state tense and keeps you in a state of stress.

It's not that it's bad, but over time it can create a hindrance, especially for someone like you who has a bigger purpose in mind. "

Listening to Horio's words, although Kintaro tried hard to think, he could only understand a little bit of Horio's meaning.

"Kintaro, I remember that you were very happy when you played, even the game with the ghost.

Even if you are weak, you still enjoy that kind of fun.

Going back to that feeling, let's hit some shots. "

"Really!? Horio, you really want to play with me!?"

Hearing that Horio took the initiative to invite him, Kintaro was suddenly so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"That's right, who told me to meet you alone and depressed at this time."

"I said I didn't! I just can't sleep!"

"Okay, hurry up and get ready, I'm going to serve."

Regardless of Kintaro who was still quibbling, Horio's words made him serious.

Taking out a ball, Horio hits Kintaro.

For Kintaro, who can already hit seven balls at the same time, it is no problem to return this kind of serve.

After Kintaro hit the ball back, Horio took another ball.

Two strikes came and the tennis balls increased to two.

"Are you underestimating me, Horio, you know I can hit seven balls at the same time!"

Kintaro said to Horio while moving, without any pause in the movement of his hands.

"Of course I know, but I wanted to see how you would deal with the number of balls changing every time."

After all, Horio took out two more balls, and after swiping back, the court had increased to four balls.

"Is that so? It's really interesting. If that's the case, then I'll have fun with you!"

After flipping in the air, Kintaro came to the spot where the ball landed and hit four balls with his racket.

Four shots sounded, and four tennis balls flew towards Horio who had another ball in his hand.

"Hey, five balls still underestimate me!"

Hearing that Kintaro was gradually entering the state, Horio suddenly moved the fingers of his left hand, and there was an extra ball in his left hand, which originally only had one ball.

bang... bang... bang...

The number of balls increased to six, and Kintaro felt a little excited.

With a smile enjoying the fun of tennis again on his face, Kintaro walked quickly.

bang... bang... bang...

After successfully defending Horio's six balls, Kintaro slowly remembered the feeling of playing before, which made him a little distracted.

When he heard the sound of hitting the ball, he reacted urgently.

However, after adjusting in time, he still stood up before the ball hit the ground, but something happened when he hit back this time.

He was able to hit back six balls, but he didn't find the existence of the sixth ball when he swung his racket to hit the sixth ball, which caused his swing to miss.

While Horio took advantage of his stunned time, he counterattacked and scored again.

"During the game, you must concentrate no matter what, otherwise you will suffer a big loss."

Hearing Horio's words, Kintaro looked at him.

I saw Horio holding a tennis ball in his left hand and shaking it at Kintaro.

"It turns out that you dropped a tennis ball when you just returned the ball!"

Seeing that Kintaro didn't know what happened, he suddenly felt a little annoyed.

"If you can do it to this extent you can do it too, I have no problem."

Horio's words directly blocked Kintaro's words. It would be nice to be able to return the ball at the same time, and to take away a ball during the counterattack. In Kintaro's view, this is impossible.

"Come on, I've reminded you to pay attention."

After Horio finished speaking, Kintaro immediately adjusted his state and went into battle again.

This time, Horio directly threw five balls to Kintaro.

After Kintaro hit back and increased the ball to seven, Kintaro increased the pressure.

After Kintaro kept up the pressure for a few rounds, Horio cut the ball down to three.

Kintaro, who was approaching his limit, suddenly lost pressure, and he almost couldn't adapt to it.

"What's the matter, can't you adapt to this change in intensity?"

"No, you can come anyway, no matter how many balls you have, I will hit them back!"

Horio spoke again, and Kintaro was immediately hit by Horio's provocation.

Seeing this, Horio smiled, thinking that this was just the beginning.