Kick Me Out Of Seishun And Go To Hyotei As A Tennis Mercenary

at the same time.

Monitoring room.

Kurobe, Saitō Itaru, and Tsuge Ryūji are looking at the monitor of court 15.

"I didn't expect the ghost to take the initiative to attack. It's really rare."

"In the final analysis, this Chen Fan is too domineering."

Saitō Itaru said helplessly.

To know.

Ghosts are usually not interested in competing with strangers, it's a waste of time.

This time I even took the initiative to mention it.

Very rare.

"Ghosts are people who attach great importance to court rules and order."

"At the same time, I value the belief in tennis more than anyone else."

"And Chen Fan is exactly the person he hates the most."

"It's perfectly appropriate to let him deal with this matter."

Kurobe raised his legs, very satisfied with his arrangement.

He picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip.

"Ah!! Soup Soup!"

"You say, how long will it take for the ghost to deal with that guy?"

Tsuge Ryūji was a little curious while holding the dumbbell in his hand.

He didn't think that ghosts would be 50/50 with Chen Fan at all.

in his eyes.

Tennis for middle school students and tennis for high school students cannot be compared at all.

There is almost no comparison.

"It should be ten minutes."

Kurobe opened his mouth slowly.

Saitō Itaru: "Eight minutes."

Tsuge Ryūji smiled confidently: "I guess three minutes, one goal."

The three of them set their sights on the surveillance screen.

Stand on the court baseline.

Chen Fan took out a tennis ball from his pocket, slapped it twice on the ground, and grabbed it with his hands.

Glancing at the ghost, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Then let you replace racquet for one goal.

"Whoosh!"

Chen Fan held the ball and threw it high.

With a light leap, the center of gravity of the body leans forward, the veins on the arms burst out, and the muscles become stronger.

"Boom!!"

After swinging the racket, there was a loud sound like the sound of a cannon being fired.

The tennis ball turned into a yellow line and quickly landed at the ghost's feet.

The ghost raises the racquet of the cross in his hand.

swing.

Successfully returned the ball from Chen Fan.

"Little devil, the strength is far from enough!"

"yes?"

Chen Fan raised his mouth and hit the ball back again.

The tennis ball flew back to the ghost's feet in the same way.

Gui no longer has the patience to play such a boring duel game with Chen Fan this time.

He immediately jumped up on one foot.

Hold the racquet with both hands.

The whole person's center of gravity is on the racquet.

"BlackJackKnife! (Black Tomahawk)"

The ghost yelled.

Waved the racquet.

However.

next second.

The tennis ball goes straight through his racquet and behind him.

empty!

The ghost's face showed astonishment.

Picked up his own cross racquet.

The two ball strings in the middle have been snapped at some point.

"15-0!"

Irie said, flipping the scoreboard in her hand.

"This guy.………"

"Obviously tennis balls don't have much strength, but they can interrupt my racquet. It seems that this guy is still capable."

The ghost glanced at Chen Fan on the opposite side, turned around and walked to the side, and changed to a brand new net racquet.

The net racquet this time is no longer a cross racquet, but a complete racquet.

"I warned you a long time ago, I told you to change to a racquet earlier."

Chen Fan has a preaching expression that really can't help you.

Looking at it makes the ghost even more annoying.

"Imp."

"Next, don't kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!"

The ghost said viciously.

Chen Fan didn't pay much attention.

The corners of the mouth rose slightly.

The tennis ball in his hand began to glow with golden light.

Seeing this scene, Irie's eyes widened.

"I didn't expect that this Chen Fan could also master [Light Ball]."

"The game is really getting more and more interesting."

Chen Fan threw the tennis ball with a big wave.

The ball of light leaps across the net in an instant.

Fly in front of the ghost.

Facing the [Light Ball] flying towards him, Ghost gritted his teeth.

The arm tightly held the tennis handle and turned it slightly.

Hit back [Light Orb] with the "Super Sweet Spot" in the very center of the racquet.

boom!!

There was a strong impact on the arm.

The fast backspin of the tennis ball is about to break through the racquet.

The ghost saw it.

Arm exerted force, let out a roar, and hit the [Light Ball] back.

It's a pity the next second.

A strong explosion exploded in the net.

The tennis ball rebounded immediately and fell into the ghost's court.

"30-0[!"

Irie flipped the racquet again.

At the same time, he looked at Chen Fan in surprise.

"It actually caused the power of the light ball to explode in advance?"

How did he do that?"

now.

In the minds of Irie and Gui, both felt very surprised by Chen Fan's ball.

But De Chuan, who was standing by the court, had his eyes on Chen Fan from the very beginning.

And he has also watched the video about Chen Fan playing [Gravity] in the Kanto Competition.

There is a high probability that I can understand.

Just that ball.

Chen Fan should have used Qi.

"Is what the left hand condensed just now an air mass formed with [Qi]?"

Tokugawa looked at Chen Fan curiously.

Just that ball.

Chen Fan's left hand condensed a mass of air, and then knocked out the mass of air, which collided with the [Light Ball], causing it to explode in advance.

now.

Seeing Chen Fan hitting two balls in a row exceeded his expectations.

The ghost started to get a little serious.

but now.

The right to serve is still in the hands of Chen Fan.

third ball.

"call..…………

"Just let you fight me with all your strength."

Take a deep breath.

Chen Fan grabbed the left hand of the tennis ball and gave it a firm grip.

A mass of air was wrapped around the surface of the tennis ball by him.

Then hit it out quickly.

!

When the ghost is about to catch the ball.

Racquet was obviously blocked by something the moment he was about to catch the ball.

Best time to hit the ball is lost.

After the swing, return the ball Let.

"40-0,"

Irie's voice sounded, and the scoreboard flipped.

Chen Fan hit another [Gemini Star] ball.

He won his own serve round cleanly.

One game ahead.

The surrounding high school students were already a little surprised.

Originally thought that these three people who appeared suddenly could easily defeat Chen Fan.

Now it looks like it won't work.

Even if this ghost is someone from the tenth court up.

"It seems that this red-haired uncle can't win."

"Hey, is this man in black windbreaker really so scary? Even the u-17 training camp can't take him down?"

"No, no way, this uncle doesn't look like he has tried his best yet..."

The high school students watching the game all around talked about it.

Not loud.

But in the quiet court, it could still be heard clearly in the ghost's ears.

The ghost's clarity is even more irritable.

The ambition to become "No. 1 in Sakura Country" seems to be trampled on the ground by Chen Fan at this moment.

"Take me to hell..."

The ghost's tone suddenly became low, and a red light flashed in his eyes.

Buzz-!!

An indescribable aura emanated from him.

A dark purple halo instantly enveloped his body.

I saw him toss the tennis ball upwards.

Breath erupted from his body.

from behind him.

A hazy ghost with bone spurs on the shoulders can be seen.

Asura Shinto!

for a while.

A terrifying aura enveloped his whole body.

He swings the racquet.

The tennis ball was wrapped in a dark purple halo.

after crossing.

It suddenly became bigger, covering half of the entire net court.

Chen Fan has not yet reacted.

The big ball was already in front of him.

between haste.

He held out the iron racquet in his hand.

boom!!

next second.

Chen Fan was hit by the big ball and flew out.

His back slammed hard against the wall behind the court.

Immediately afterwards.

The big ball disappears.

The terrifying aura on the ghost disappeared.

"Tsk tsk...the attack is really hard."

"It seems that the ghost is really angered."

Irie saw the ghost and even used 【Asura Shinto】.

He quickly shook his head and flipped the scoreboard in his hand.

"15-0,"

"Cough cough cough..."

Chen Fan coughed twice.

My back is a little sore.

Standing up from the ground and straightening my waist, I felt that my old waist was about to fall apart.

Arms are numb.

There is pain in the tiger's mouth.

The feeling of being hit by this ball just now is like being hit by a big truck with a speed of 120 yards.

Almost didn't knock Chen Fan off.

"Tsk, [Asura Shinto]'s destructive power is still as strong as ever."

Chen Fan really stood up and glanced at the racquet in his hand.

Several of the upper strings have broken.

Because the wires of the iron racquet are pulled very close, the elasticity will be relatively poor.

It is easy to break when it hits a powerful tennis ball.

However, Chen Fan has basically never intercepted the ball because of the catch.

This is the first time.

If a racquet made of fine iron is custom-made, the labor cost will be 10,000 cherry blossom coins.

"It's so cruel..."

"I lost 10,000 yuan with one ball..."

Chen Fan's face twitched, and his flesh ached.

Hold out your hand to signal for a change of beat.

To his tennis bag.

"Clang."

The racquet frame made of refined iron collided with the coach chair and made a sound.

Everyone's face changed slightly.

"This guy uses a racquet, not a normal racquet?"

"Listen to this sound, could it be an iron racquet?"

"Grunt.

The surrounding high school students couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

The ghost's face also changed slightly.

He didn't expect that the first few serve were actually made by Chen Fan with an iron racquet.

It was even more insulting than his cross racquet.

"Tear."

Chen Fan unzipped the black windbreaker.

Weight belt, remove.

Take off the black trench coat.

Weight training wrist wraps on both arms, remove.

Weight Training Wristband on Wrist, Remove.

Pull up the trousers.

The weight training wrist wraps were also removed from both feet.

now.

The air seemed to freeze in an instant.

Shock!

Shock!

Still shocked!

no one thought,

It turned out that from the beginning to the end, Chen Fan was carrying such a heavy load in the competition.

happy

Irie couldn't help being surprised on her face.

It seems to have offended a very extraordinary person.

Tokugawa, who was on the side, watched Chen Fan unload so many burdens, and his face finally revealed his astonishment.

Weight training wrist wraps that you only wear.

In order to master certain special ball skills and train ball control, special racquets are also often used.

But like Chen Fan, he is carrying a weight of nearly 20 kilograms on his back, plus the special racquet that weighs more than 10 kilograms to play.

That's not training.

That's just masochistic.

"It's amazing bones and muscles."

"This kid, I didn't expect to be so strict with myself."

"It's just a monster."

The ghost couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Chen Fan's muscular body and well-developed muscles when he took off his black windbreaker and was wearing a black vest.

Those muscles are not deliberately trained.

It's about carrying the original muscle groups that grow naturally under heavy load day and night.

Compared with the muscles that have been trained, they are more flexible, softer, and easier to store strength.

"No wonder you dare to come to the u-17 training camp alone."

"Sure enough, I still have some confidence."

The ghost's face returned to calm.

Although Chen Fan's physical strength did exceed his expectations.

Even with a net racquet, you can play that level of serve, and the feel of the ball is also very different.

But in the eyes of ghosts.

He and Chen Fan also have a condition to decide whether to win or lose.

That is 【Asura Shinto】.

Those who have not stepped into the [Asura Shinto] realm, at the top, only stay below the world-class level.

"After taking it off, I feel like my whole body is floating into the sky."

After unloading the load, Chen Fan, who was wearing a normal racquet, suddenly felt light all over his body.

You can feel light when you take two steps.

Chen Fan twisted his neck.

He shook his hands and feet.

Exercise your muscles.

There was a bone-cracking sound of "click" and "click" all over the body.

Those who didn't know thought it was osteoporosis.

Get used to your body a little bit.

Chen Fan then walked back to the court.

Ready.

The game restarts.

"I didn't expect that the ball didn't stop him from holding the racquet."

"This guy's wrist strength is also amazing."

The ghost thought to himself.

Hit a ball with all your strength.

This ball does not carry the light (Zhao Hao) ring of 【Asura Shinto】.

It's a tennis ball of pure strength.

With the addition of strength, the speed of this ball is also amazing.

Fly precisely towards the left baseline opposite to Chen Fan.

And at this moment.

Chen Fan is still on the right baseline.

When he started to move, it was obviously too late.

"It's too late to react at this time."

"This ball is not received, it is an ACE ball."

After seeing the ball, Irie already knew the ending.

When I was about to turn over the score card.

Eyes closed and opened.

Chen Fan has already appeared in front of the ball's landing point.

"So fast!"

"How did he get there!"

"It's like in a split second!"

Irie's hand flipping the scoreboard stopped in mid-air, amazed.

"Can."

"Wearing weight training wristbands for a long time, the knot has been practiced by me.

"Afterwards, I no longer need to wear weight training wrists on my feet."

Chen Fan was overjoyed, watching the tennis ball bouncing off the ground.

He could clearly feel the ball, as if it had slowed down a bit in his eyes.

"Is it an illusion?"

"Or is it the effect of wearing a blindfold before?"

"It seems that we will continue to cosplay the blind monk in the future. 1"

I thought about it.

Chen Fan waved the racquet in his hand.

"Good weight."

"This guy, hit an iron ball and come here."

The moment you catch the ball.

Chen Fan felt his arms sink a little.

The arm is exerted, and the muscles of the upper arm are raised.

Chen Fan hit the "iron ball" back.

the other side.

Seeing that the power tennis ball he played with all his strength was hit back by Chen Fan, Gui was speechless.

Also wielded the racquet.

The moment racquet touches the ball.

His face changed in shock.

"So heavy! No!"

"Did this guy hit a shot put!!?"

boom!!

Racquet was smashed into the air immediately.

After falling, he circled twice on the ground.

The string is broken.