First Minister of Prince of Tennis

"Can you also take advantage of delay?!"

Seeing Chiba kicking his feet violently, he moved his position in delay. A gleam of light flashed in Irie Kanata's glasses, but his heart secretly raised Chiba's danger level by another level.

Immediately afterwards, Chiba's dark eyes stared at the tennis ball wrapped in flames before him, and then his whole body arched.

Sneer!

The fire phoenix happened to fall in front of Chiba. Suddenly an endless air current surged beside Chiba. The racquet in his hand slowly turned into a branch, and then the branch in his hand slammed towards the fire phoenix.

Without the explosive collision that everyone imagined, the momentum was not so great.

In the eyes of everyone, the branch in Chiba's hand was lightly tapped on the forehead of Fire Phoenix "Zero Twenty Seven" at an extremely fast speed, that is, on the tennis ball wrapped in flames.

Then the flame on the tennis slowly receded, replaced by a lush and leafy tree.

The moment the tennis ball hits the branch, it turns into a seed. In the blink of an eye, it begins to bloom and bear fruit, and it grows into the way it is in front of you. The Egyptian phoenix of Byodoin became a nourishment for the growth of giant trees and dissipated in delay.

"Go, fallen leaves... take roots!"

Chiba made a gesture of pushing his hand, and the giant tree seemed to have received an instruction, and then suddenly whistling down with the power of the gesture.

All the leaves on the giant tree broke away from the branches in an instant, leaving a bare trunk. Thousands of green leaves are carrying huge air currents like needles, whizzing away at Byōdōin Hōō.

The court, which was still calm and calm, suddenly became powerful. The wind on the court instantly adjusted the decibels to a climax. It is hard to describe the scene in front of you in words.

It has completely crushed the momentum of Byōdōin Hōō, and at the same time proved that the fallen leaves of Chiba are no less than the Egyptian phoenix of Byodoin!

Boom!

"In this case, the level of ten balls at the same time is no longer enough.

Looking at the dense green leaves and thinking of the intensity of his daily training, Tokugawa Kazuya couldn't help feeling that the young man in front of him was unexpectedly strong.

La!

The wind on the field has reached level ten, or even stronger. Chiba made a change in the weather on his own.

Even in such a harsh environment, Byōdōin Hōō went crazy and chased down the fallen leaves without stopping. Even if he loses the ball, he will never give up. Every swing is the dignity of the overlord.

Bang!

But in the face of each fallen leaf, it is equivalent to two swings. With such a huge amount of delay, you also need to fight back within a limited time.

The possibility is almost zero!

Step on!

Sneer!

In the process of running back and hitting back, the white headband that was originally tied to the head was blown away by the huge wind and drifted in the direction of the wind to nowhere.

At the same time, Byōdōin Hōō, who was still running, came to a halt, and his vague figure slowly became clear. What was shown in front of everyone was a scar on his forehead.

It is also a symbol of his entry into the loser group and going up the mountain!

"It's been so long, it's still so obvious!"

Mifune entered the road and looked at the alcohol on his face, as if already drunk, his face didn't matter.

Byōdōin Hōō slowly raised his hand, stroking the obvious bump on his head, thoughtfully.

But the tennis ball next to him rushed past. Pieces of fallen leaves smashed to the ground and disappeared. There was only one real tennis ball.

At the moment when Byodoin hesitated, the leaves fell on him. After floating on the ground, he stayed still on the ground.

This is the only tennis ball among thousands of illusions. The angle of attack is extremely tricky and provocative.

"15-0, Chiba scored!"

Mifune entered the road slowly and reported the score. With his eyesight, he quickly judged the point of the tennis ball and declared the score. Therefore, letting him be the referee is also a kind of justice. After all, the person who can control the match between Byodoin and Chiba is just five fingers.

That scar is the shame that Oni Jujiro brought to Byōdōin Hōō two years ago.

Chiba revealed the shame of Byodoin Temple two years ago. The moment the Byodoin Temple fell off the headband, his face was extremely pale and his heart was ashamed.

Now, the anger in his heart is enough to burn the sky!

"This is...your serve game? It doesn't seem to be as scary as you brag! Ah~!"

Chiba stepped to the ground from the delay. The momentum of the ball just disappeared suddenly. He suddenly took up his left hand, yawned and covered his mouth, looking sleepy.

What an insult!

This match is so boring in front of this middle school student. Looking at Chiba who is yawning, Duke Watanabe is terrified.

"This kid, really dare to do anything?!'

Cold sweat slipped from Watanabe's cheeks.

The expression on his face has already explained the impact of Chiba's ball on him. Even when standing off the field, he still feels very strong. Byōdōin Hōō on the field.

Tanegashima Shuji slapped his tongue. He was completely different from Watanabe. He chuckled. In such a tense atmosphere, he still maintained his usual nature.

"The strength of this kid gives him enough confidence! He feels boring, it doesn't matter, as long as you play brilliantly, the more strength you expose, the more conducive to my understanding of them!"

"Tanegashima-kun 1.9, why do you like to study the strength of others? I thought that only Mitsuya had this habit!"

Hee~!

The laughter concealed the problem, and Byōdōin Hōō on the court was now the protagonist. Because this is still his serve game, everyone is looking forward to his next response.

Kinoshita Chiba's face slaps on court several times have already made the face of the overlord of the training camp no longer able to bear it. If the color cannot be returned, it can only mean that the sword is old.

"The overseas expedition for more than half a year is not as good as the domestic middle school students in the end. It is really funny!"

"Shhh, keep your voice down. You will be beaten to the ground if you hear ten of them.

Some high school students in the training camp have been very upset with Byodoin’s usual style of work, and there was a lot of discussion when they saw him now. .

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