First Minister of Prince of Tennis

boom!

Byōdōin Hōō was extremely angry, his aura broke out in an instant, and after a loud shout, the tennis ball was thrown to delay.

what!

As the momentum started, he threw the tennis ball into the air, his calf suddenly exerted force, and a slight depression appeared when he pushed hard on the ground.

Then the whole right arm swelled, and the racquet waving in his hand swept the tennis ball that was still in the air.

With the swing of the racquet, the orange tennis carrier's incomparable pounding power, headed towards Chiba's front door without stopping.

"Welcome to the judgment of death, kid!"

Suddenly, there was a violent shout, awakening the people who were intoxicated with just counting the ball. As the sound rose, the orange light was also flickering in delay.

boom!

The hitting sound of the trembling eardrum came out very clearly, resounding in everyone's ears. However, compared to everyone's eyes, this sound of breaking through the air is even less worth mentioning.

The rare unity in everyone's eyes, the light on the tennis ball actually flashed out again.

Light shot?!

Suddenly, the body of Byodoin was emitting bursts of steam, and the white mist suddenly enveloped his halftime. His figure 11 slowly faded out of everyone's eyes and became blurred.

"What is this? Is it a human body steam engine?"

"It is also possible that a large amount of sweat evaporates in an instant, but that also requires an astonishing amount of sweat."

Inui Sadaharu suddenly had more notebooks in his hand. At the moment when the fog appeared, the pen in his hand began to calculate frantically, and he quickly came to a conclusion.

Buzz!

Not long after Inui Sadaharu's authoritative theory came out, the sound of breaking wind was heard in the thick fog, and... the movement was very loud.

Then a white light flashed in the thick fog, and through the fog directly into the field of vision of everyone.

"An object the size of a tennis ball has to emit so much light to pass through such a thick white steam."

Yanagi Renji squinted his eyes, stubbornly observing the changes on the court, for fear of missing every dynamic on the next court.

Huhu! The luminous objects slowly burst out of the fog, revealing the true face of Mount Lu.

"What the hell is this?"

"Whatthef.u.c.k?! "

Suddenly, the curse was everywhere, in Chinese, English... and even a mixture of Chinese and English.

A giant tennis ball that was huge, like a hill, came into the sight of everyone. Seeing a tennis ball of this size, you can understand the previous curse.

The tennis ball, which is as big as a small hill, smashed over the net and bombarded Chiba with a speed that did not match its size.

Chiba calmly waited for Byōdōin Hōō's next step, and saw a giant tennis ball suddenly popped out of the fog, and the visible spot was filled with tennis balls in an instant.

"For such a big tennis ball, let alone whether it can be contended with manpower, even the house will be destroyed.

"Chiba, don't force yourself!"

Suddenly, the voice on the court fell to Byodoin, and the voice of caring for Chiba was not without it. The complexions of Domoto, Hasegawa and others also changed slightly, and their brows wrinkled.

"I don't know how to hit such a big tennis ball."

"I hope the minister can stand it up!"

jump!

The crisp sound of his head resounded through the court, and Fuchsman stepped forward, slamming Suzuki's head directly. Suzuki, who was about to get angry, turned his head and saw that the anger in Fu Shiman's eyes was suddenly Jiang Mo.

"What do you do with my head?"

"Do you even question the Minister?! Do you use your brain!"

Facing the frustration of Fu Shiman, Suzuki's anger in his heart disappeared surprisingly, like a okay person, and in a blink of an eye he lowered his head to meditate.

"Ah!"

With a sneer, Chiba's eyes flashed with light, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You dare to be mad when you die, I'm you!" Byōdōin Hōō saw Chiba with a contemptuous smile on his mouth, thinking about how he would be defeated by his own Russian doll in the next second, and laughed wildly.

Mifune’s never doubtful expression appeared on his face when he entered the road. The two players had a good match, and suddenly both of them laughed inexplicably.

Head Coach, who thought he was in control of everything, had already broken away from the script in his mind, which also led him to look forward to the next match.

Boom!

As the tennis went straight forward, the movement created was quite exaggerated, and it took only half a second to ravage the tennis court.

After that, it was pressed in front of Chiba in an instant. On the other hand, Chiba was surprisingly calm and didn't seem to panic at all. It didn't look like Byodoin's so-called death is imminent.

"Everything is complicated!" At this juncture, Chiba shook his head, and his face was full of disappointment, "Let me... make it simple!"

After all, the racquet in the hand was raised high, and many people closed their eyes. The result of this ball was that they both looked forward to and feared that the genius of Chiba would be destroyed.

In an instant, everyone opened their eyes, and there was no huge tennis ball directly bombarding Chiba's body on the court, but Chiba030's figure continued to retreat to the baseline with the ball.

"Yo, not stupid!

Byodoin looked at Chiba who was retreating with great interest. Just as Chiba retreated, the tennis ball was shrinking, just like a frustrated ball, and the speed was constantly accelerating. After a few seconds, the tennis ball was not even of normal size, and the delay had left the afterimage of the tennis ball.

"Isn't the tennis going out like this? Isn't it because Kinoshita Chiba scored!"

"Byodoin should not make such a low-level mistake!

At this time, the tennis ball on the court is like chasing Chiba's figure and is about to fly out, serve Turnover!

Puff!

The sound of a tennis hit broke the deadlock, and the orange light suddenly accelerated directly to Chiba's crotch, who was still retreating. Under this acceleration, even Chiba was stunned for a while.

"what's the situation?!"

In the eyes of many people, only an orange light flashed in front of them, and the eyes could not catch the trace of the tennis ball.

"Oh, tremble, junior high school students, this is the spiritual meaning of professional serve!"

Byodoin's sneer didn't last long before it stopped. Suddenly, his whole body was stunned, but Chiba's sight was tightly locked.

There is a very bad feeling in my heart!

Thank you for reading this story at hotmtnovel.com. Your support enables us to keep the site running!