Net King's system makes me invincible

"Don't be distracted, senior, it's my turn to serve. If you don't concentrate, you won't be able to catch it."

Seeing that Momoshiro was still distracted after being punctured by himself, Horio directly woke him up to start the game again.

Then Horio strengthened Momoshiro's smash serve with a bullet serve that made Momoshiro focus instantly after recovering from the god.

"Isn't this my serve? Hmph, let me see how heavy your serve is."

Looking at Horio who was posing for a smash serve, Momoshiro stared at the ball firmly.

As Horio swung the racket, he didn't see the ball flying towards him.

boom!
The sound of the ball hitting the ground and bouncing attracted Taocheng who was in doubt, and only saw a clearly visible mark on the ground.

"The senior who said that if you don't concentrate enough, you won't catch the ball, the next ball is coming."

Horio hit another bullet serve, this time Horio reduced the power of the serve.

It was probably at the same level as when he played against Xiang Hiyake after the special training in Taocheng, and Taocheng, who had improved his concentration again, barely saw the trajectory of the ball flying over.

The muscles of the right hand holding the racket tensed instantly, and the ball was hit back.

Horio immediately ran to where the ball landed, and hit the ball again to Momoshiro's right, still maintaining the strength of the serve.

Taocheng, who originally ran back to the center line to defend, ran to the right again to return the ball. The cautiousness of his right foot prevented the strength and angle of his hand from being adjusted properly, and he hit back with a clean tennis ball.

Horio, who reacted quickly, appeared in front of the net in an instant, put a short ball backhand, and his head caught up with Momoshiro's feet who hadn't caught up with his legs, and fell directly to the ground.

"Horio scored, the score is 1:0."

Seeing Momoshiro who fell down, Horio surprisingly didn't say anything, and went straight back to the bottom line to serve.

After that, Horio kept hitting the ball to the right of Momoshiro or let Momoshiro run back and forth as much as possible, which increased the burden on Momoshiro's feet.

……

"Horio scores, 15:0"

At this time, Horio had already won five rounds. After the referee announced the score, Horio, who hadn't said a word in four rounds, looked at Momoshiro again.

"Senior, your left foot shouldn't be able to do it. It would be embarrassing if it cramped."

Horio, who was about to return to the bottom line, turned around and said.

"In order to protect my already healed right foot from being injured, I rely too much on my left foot, but I don't know that my right foot is just right and my left foot is at risk of injury. It's really a good hand."

Hearing Horio's words, Momoshiro's eyes widened again, and Horio didn't care whether he could catch the ball or not when he saw Momoshiro's current state.

"Horio 30:0 Momoshiro."

"A Tao, catch the ball, what are you doing?"

"Hey, Taocheng, don't be underestimated by a first-year brat."

Seeing Momojo remain indifferent, Oishi Shuichiro and others who were regular players off the field couldn't help reminding them.

However, the movement in Horio's hands did not stop at all, he took out a tennis ball from his pocket, and threw it down casually, a very ordinary down serve.

"Horio 40:0 Momoshiro, the final point of Horio's game."

"Is it over Taocheng, are you defeated like this?"

Tezuka, who had no fluctuations on his face, looked at Momoshiro who was scored by the serve, and he had no expectations for Momoshiro in his heart.

On Taocheng's side, the tennis ball gently landed beside Taocheng, looking at the tennis ball rolling towards him.

Suddenly, Taocheng's empty eyes gradually became brighter, and a fighting spirit burst out, and the racket in his hand was also tightly grasped.

"Hey kid, let's play your serve again."

"Okay, senior, but can the current senior receive it?"

"You don't need to worry so much, just fight."

The excited Momoshiro looked at Horio with hot eyes, and Horio knew that the indomitable Momoshiro had returned.

Horio tossed the ball into the sky, and hit the ball with a boost.

"Tch, but I can see clearly."

Taocheng stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, holding the racket with both hands and hitting the ball back vigorously.

Feeling the ball flying back with greater power, Horio also smiled.

Then he hit the ball back, and a slightly dull voice echoed in the court.

"It's time to end, let me see the power of your vertical smash after recovery."

Horio, who felt that it was almost time to end, raised his forehand and threw a lob to Momoshiro.

"Since you want to try my vertical smash again, I'll satisfy you."

Aware of Horio's goal, Momoshiro didn't think about anything else. After a run-up, he kicked his right foot hard, and the terrifying jumping force sent Momoshiro to the top of the ball.

Then the racket swung down sharply, hitting the ball towards Horio's half court like a slam dunk.

The audience outside the court were too nervous to speak, and Horio watched the ball flying towards him.

With a backhand shot with his right hand, the tennis ball, which was endowed with heavy strength by the vertical smash, was instantly weakened, and then flew towards Taocheng's backcourt.

"The game is over, Horio 6:0 Momoshiro, Horio wins."

"Damn it, I lost to you. I will definitely win it back next time."

Momoshiro who came to the net and shook hands with Horio said unwillingly.

"I hope the senior will be stronger next time, but don't touch me again, otherwise the senior will still not be able to win."

Horio was also not polite, and walked back to the sidelines to rest after speaking.

The first-choice players outside the field saw Taocheng lose, and the atmosphere was quite dignified.

If the appearance of Ryoma brought them some freshness, the appearance of Horio brought a complete threat.

Echizen Ryoma, who was watching the game from the beginning to the end, looked at Horio with a special light in his eyes, and what Horio said to himself after the game that day also appeared in his mind.

Katsuro and Katsuo ran to Horio's side, and they were very excited about Horio's victory.

"Horio, you have won the regular selection team. As long as you win the next match with Kikumaru-senpai, you will definitely be selected for the school team."

"Kikumaru-senpai, it should be interesting."

Thinking of Kikumaru Eiji, who has developed athletic nerves, Horio also wanted to learn about the special features of stunt shots.

…After half an hour of rest, Horio entered court C again with a tennis bag on his back

Seeing Kikumaru Eiji, who was focusing his eyes and turning the racket with his right hand, Horio couldn't help but look sideways.

"Eiji Kikumaru, who is usually joking and joking, was so focused before the game even started. It looks like this game will be more interesting than the last one."

"The game is ready to start, please prepare to play."

Hearing the referee's voice, Horio took his racket to Eiji Kikumaru who was already waiting in front of the net.

"You are very serious, senior, please teach me a lot."

Horio teased Kikumaru Eiji, who had already entered the state, but Kikumaru rarely answered with a smile, but said seriously that he would win.

"The match begins, Horio serves."

"I won't waste it with you, since you are suitable for fast-paced games, then I will fight with you quickly, and I will accept the serve point."