First Minister of Prince of Tennis

This familiar voice is Echizen Nanjiro. He who fought with Chiba, from the original immersive experience to the present bystander, naturally has a deep understanding.

When Kinoshita Chiba closed his eyes, he saw the ball and swept out with a mighty force.

"Next, let's see how you deal with it!"

Thinking of the hard work of receiving the ball, Nanjiro began to sweat on his head, so he is now very much looking forward to how this yellow-haired teenager on the court will respond.

Boom!

There was a sudden roar in the air, and Duke Watanabe on the sideline saw his heart suddenly raised, and the adrenaline soared.

With a look of "Zero Two Three", he put it on Chiba from the mighty tennis ball. He was also the representative of the power ball, but he couldn't help but worship when he saw the ball.

This is... the sympathy between the strong!

Byōdōin Hōō swung his racket towards his tennis ball, and his face also showed an unprecedented caution.

This ball... must hit back!

There was a burst of cheer in my heart, but the moment the tennis ball hit racquet fiercely, Byodoin's face instantly changed.

"Hey, this is a bit like my super million-ton fantasy luxury volcanic eruption serve Huh?"

Kintarou Tooyama looked at the ball with admiration eyes, and the tennis ball staying in the delay turned into a shadow of a volcanic eruption, getting bigger and bigger.

Whoosh!

As soon as the tennis went forward, the racquet in the hands of Byōdōin Hōō could not block the path of the tennis ball. The tennis ball directly penetrated the racquet, and then hit the ground, flying out from the crotch of Byōdōin Hōō with a shocked face.

"40-0! Kinoshita Chiba scored!"

Another city!

Chiba's expression is still calm and calm, looking at Byōdōin Hōō, who has just recovered from shock, with an indifferent face.

"Wow, my super million tons of fantasy luxury volcanic eruption serve has directly overturned the rebel No.1, wow, wow, it's too slippery!

Kintarou Tooyama was full of excitement, looking at the broken racquet in Byodoin's hand, he felt refreshed. It was as if... I had penetrated this racquet by myself.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke next to him looked at the distant mountain that was blazing fire in his eyes, smiled helplessly, and then woke up Xiaojin with a single word.

"Xiaojin...When will you be able to play such a powerful ball, Shitenhouji will be able to securely win the national championship."

At this time, the central court was in a mess. The two balls in front of Chiba were still soft, at most leaving a long trace on the ground, and the current court has appeared one after another.

But this... is limited to the court at Byodoin, and... the court at Chiba is intact.

"Is the last ball?"

There are waves of data in Mitsuya Akuto's eyes. The middle school student on the field has a 100% win rate in the serve game. Although he is extremely reluctant to believe the result of the calculation, and repeatedly stroked it in his mind several times, but The final result has not changed.

While he was thinking about it, Byodoin’s racquet has been replaced, and Chiba has also dropped the tennis ball in the air.

The body stretched to the limit, it didn't look like a normal person's waist at all, and the range was extremely exaggerated.

At this moment, Chiba had only the orange tennis ball in his eyes. The tennis ball in his eyes gradually solidified, and then a burst of light gradually appeared on the tennis ball.

"Hit the ball!

Seeing the light on the tennis gradually increasing, someone suddenly lost their voice on the court. This kind of serve is not more than five fingers in the entire training camp...

A burst of light suddenly burst from the center of the tennis ball at this moment.

Looking at the radiant serve, the fearless look in Byōdōin Hōō's eyes instantly changed, and the expression on his face gradually solidified.

"To deal with me with serve that I am most proud of, boy, take a long time to learn!"

By just hitting the ball, Byōdōin Hōō has been groping on this road for several years, and now it is displayed by a young man who is a fledgling young man, and suddenly he has a feeling of relying on the old and selling the old.

As everyone knows... Chiba's understanding of light hitting has been fully realized!

what!

With a violent shout, a strong force appeared on the arm of Byodoin Temple, and they all rushed toward the shiny tennis ball.

A hurricane-like air wave instantly revolved around the tennis ball. Chiba's control of the light shot seemed to have completed the transition in an instant.

Byodoin was in full control of the light shot, and was accumulating, ready to give Chiba a fatal blow suddenly.

Well!

Chiba whispered. For him, this light hit was nothing but a return to Byodoin’s 1.9 ball, which can be said to be... a test shot.

"No... it's impossible!"

Mitsuya Akuto yelled suddenly, looking at Chiba with disbelief, and then turned his eyes to the tennis ball held by Byodoin Temple.

I have never seen such a gaffe. Looking at him who has been silent for a long time, he quickly moved his eyes from Mitsuya Akuto back to the court.

At this time, a ghost has appeared on the field.

The phantom of the pirate!

Professional Grade-American Pirates?!

"Arrogant junior high school students, take a good feel...real professional tennis!".

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