Net King's system makes me invincible

"That Kamio who is good at speed is really good, but our lucky thousand stones are not built either."

On the coach's bench, Ban Lao still had that smiling expression.

Tachibana Yoshihei saw that the rhythm that Kamio depended on for survival was seen through, his face was serious but not worried.

"Kamio, next you have to show your opponent the results of your training."

On the court, Kamio faced Sengoku, who had seen through his own rhythm, and did not use any special method to solve it.

It just speeds up the speed and rhythm of handling the ball, but the effect is not particularly obvious.

Although he was scoring, he didn't get rid of Qianshi.

"Hey, it's really lucky that you can see through it so easily."

Facing the accelerated Kamio, Qianshi was still able to deal with it calmly.

On the other hand, Kamio was already out of breath.

"Damn it, such a fast pace is useless. It looks like I have to deal with you seriously."

After several failures, Kamio also admitted his failure and decided not to hide his clumsiness anymore.

The game was still going on, and Sengoku's speed against Kamio was methodical.

After Kamio's rhythm change was seen through by Qianshi again, Qianshi directly hit the dead corner.

It's just that this time Kamio barely managed to catch up, and started swinging his racket while running.

"Don't think that you are guaranteed to win this way, let you see the results of my training during this time."

Kamio tilted his racket at an angle, and then hit back hard.

The speed of the tennis ball being played is very fast, and the speed of the ball is also increasing as it flies farther.

Qian Shi didn't react for a moment, the ball had already landed in his own half.

boom…

"Fudo Peak Score, 15:0"

"Hmph, let me show you my sonic bomb."

Seeing that Sengoku was stunned by his own sonic bomb, Kamio showed a smug smile on his face.

"Sonic bouncing? Kamio already has his own ball skills."

"It seems that he has been practicing hard recently."

"Of course, our Fudo Peak players practice every day until they are exhausted."

When everyone outside the court saw Kamio hit such a fast ball, they were not hesitant to praise him.

"Using the speed of sprinting between running and the return of the cutting angle to make the backspin ball accelerate during the return process is a good idea, but I don't know how long the physical strength can last."

Horio saw that when Kamio swung the racket just now, the angle of the racket was tilted by about [-] degrees, and then the ball shook in the air.

"Horio is right. Although hitting that kind of acceleration ball can indeed score smoothly, running in the middle of the road consumes a lot of energy."

"So, in the end of this match, it depends on physical strength again. It's very similar to the match between him and Haitang at that time."

……

boom…

"Yamabuki scored, the score was 6:6, and the tie-break was played."

After using Kamio's sonic bombs, the situation has indeed improved a lot.

However, Qianshi is the one who participated in the youth selection competition, and his strength is not to be said.

"Qianshi is really good. Facing Kamio's Sonic Bomb, he even made it to the tiebreaker."

"That's right, Qianshi is pure, but it's not just a lucky Qianshi."

"Even though his talent is better, he is on par with someone who is less talented than him. I think he is really a lucky Qianshi worthy of the name."

Horio couldn't help but feel a little ironic when he heard Fuji and Gan praise Sengoku.

"Satoshi Horio, do you mean that Kamio should have lost long ago? Our students at Fudo Peak have worked very hard."

Tachibana beside Taocheng was a little unhappy when she heard the meaning of Horio's words.

Horio also knew that what he said was wrong, but it was the truth.

"Effort is indeed important, but good talent can amplify the effect of hard work. If the advantages of the two of them are combined, it will be more perfect."

Indeed, to do anything, talent and hard work are indispensable.

Now Qianshi is relying on his talent, and Kamio is using hard training to make up for his lack of talent.

boom…

"Fudo Peak Score, 1:0"

"Fudo Peak Score, 1:0"

boom…

……

boom…

"Fudofeng scores, 6:5, Fudofeng takes the lead."

"Great, Kamio scores another goal and wins."

"Kamio, get rid of him neatly with the next shot."

At this time, Kamio's teammates have already begun to prepare for the arrival of victory.

On the court, beads of sweat dripped from Kamio's face.

After adjusting some breathing, prepare to throw the ball up.

Just about to make a move, the tennis ball in his hand fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Kamio, who didn't want others to find out, immediately took the racket and slapped the tennis ball, with an embarrassing smile on his face, but he couldn't deceive others.

"Every time, it's almost the end of the game and the physical strength will be exhausted. This Kamio is really miserable."

Thinking of the last match between Kamio and Haitang, they also lost due to physical problems.

Now because of this again, I can't help complaining.

"Kamio, have you reached your limit?"

Ju Jiping on the coach's bench frowned and looked at his players. It was worrying that he couldn't even hold the ball firmly.

"Damn it, there was an accident at this time, no! I can't lose, I must win. It was because of us that we made Ju to bear so much."

Thinking of the fact that he and others had a car accident that led to the abandonment of the game in the capital, and because he concealed this from Tachibana Jiping, Tachibana Jiping was gossiped by others because of this.

Kamio's already tired body was full of strength again, enduring the weakness of his wrist, Kamio threw the ball up.

"You're already exhausted, you're lucky that you don't even have the strength to serve."

Feeling that the strength of the tennis ball has become weaker, Qianshi is also happy at this time.

Sengoku tried to hit the ball into the dead corner again, but was caught up by Kamio.

Seeing that Kamio's strength was exhausted, Qianshi hooked the corner of his mouth and swung his backhand.

Hitting a short shot, Kamio saw that it was a short shot, and that image once again appeared in his mind.

It's just that he was the one who lobbed the short ball back then, and it was Haitang who was played by him in this way.

"Damn, I won't let go of any ball."

Kamio yelled angrily, ran towards the net with all his strength, kicked his right foot and flew towards the tennis ball.

Boom...boom...boom...

"Fudo Peak scores, the score is 7:5, Fudo Peak wins."

In the end, Kamio caught up with the falling ball, and Sengoku, who was also exhausted, could only watch the ball fall back to his own half.

"Within my prediction, Fudo Peak won."

Looking at the people at Fudomine who were cheering for the victory, Horio didn't show any change.

"Now the top four of the Kanto Competition have appeared, Lihai University, Liujiao Middle School, Fudo Peak and our Qing School."

"It looks like the next game will be even more difficult."

Thinking of the list of the semi-finals already confirmed, Fuji and Qian couldn't help but start looking forward to the next game.