Net King: Shuji Tanejima

Phew!

The light was released, and Byodoin seemed to become extremely eerie.

"What..."

The players of the French team seemed to have seen something shocked, and the expressions on their faces were completely frozen.

The white audience, eyes widened.

Although Byodoin hadn't played this ball yet, the light released from his left hand had a devastating energy.

It's like... The smallest planets in the yang system, but even then, the energy is unpredictable for them.

Examiner, Bo's pupils shrank.

"He's mastered... A ball in the sweet spot!"

The sweet zone is equal to the center of the racket, but the center is very deep, and it must be perfectly aligned, and at the same time, it also has high requirements for the qi in the body.

The censor didn't expect that the strongest member of the Japanese team would reach such a state.

The French team, the strongest O'Ninja and Camus, who was in the first camp, changed their faces slightly.

But no one else was as surprised.

Dio, the strongest in the sophomore camp, changed his face, and then became a little complicated.

Streaming down!!

Dust was scattered around the side of Byodoin. That strong momentum makes people dare not look at each other.

Swish!

With a spill of his left hand, the light caught the flying black light in the air, turning into a radiant golden tennis ball.

Byodoin's eyes widened, and his eagle-like eyes shone with a penetrating light. Moreover, the muscles of his arm also bulged, and the strong momentum increased a few points, and he smashed the ball of light that was ready to be launched in his hand violently.

"Destruction!"

Boom!

People only felt a shock in their ears, a little trance, and their eyes suddenly condensed on the light that flew out.

The light, it seems, is getting brighter!

Rumble!

The tennis ball pierced through the dust that was constantly kicked up around it, and it was filled with an incomparably terrifying momentum.

Opposite side.

Watanabe reacted, his eyes lifted suddenly, and a flash of shock flashed through him.

But the tennis ball came in a heavy way that didn't allow him to be in a daze.

Swish!

Watanabe immediately took a step, raising his eyebrows slightly, and his steps had the illusion of lightness, but in terms of speed, it was true.

Very fast speed.

The audience sighed, but frowned again, this ball gave them a feeling that the king of destruction might not be able to fight back.

The prudence on his face is proof of this.

Swish!

Then, Watanabe, who is close to the tennis ball, controls his body and stops, he pulls his arm to the side with a positive change, and the edge is aimed at the tennis ball.

"Oh?"

Byodoin raised his eyebrows, then chuckled, "Not a bad idea... But can you really hit it back?"

It is true that the hardness and quality of the edges of the tennis racket far exceed that of the net cable, but with Watanabe's strength, even if you use that place, the racket will be broken.

After all... It was a blow that would have shattered a wall.

Clang!

Watanabe's racket shook the tennis ball at the end, and the smoke suddenly twisted and rolled out.

His body also took a step back sharply.

"It's really heavy.."

As a senior player, Watanabe is relatively calm, but the power of the ball that seems to flow from the river makes the muscles of his entire arm tremble.

Shocked, he gritted his teeth and activated all the functions of his body.

Rumble!

In an instant, the ground outside his realm seemed to have suffered an inexplicable invisible blow, and with a bang, it exploded violently and collapsed into it, sand and gravel overflowed, exuding a palpitating momentum.

The crowd looked shocked

However, Watanabe resisted the ball, but it is an indisputable fact.

This made everyone in the Japanese team look stunned, even the French players who knew something about Duke Watanabe's pupils jumped violently.

Blocked?

Byodoin's expression changed, and he wanted to say that it was impossible, but he squinted, but he saw that something was wrong.

"Black light..."

Watanabe's black racket has a deeper black color, and at first Byodoin thought it was an illusion, but when he looked closely, it was the black light that suddenly overflowed, giving Watanabe the possibility to shoot back at his ball.

The Japanese team, Shuji analyzed in his heart: "That black light should be a simulation of qi... The current Watanabe doesn't have the ability to light the ball, but... But he relied on his own strength and the place next to the racket to stop the destruction. "

At the end of the analysis, Shuji's pupils froze, and when he saw that the black light of Watanabe's racket had not weakened, he had a feeling that it had risen a little, and he suddenly realized that this was not the end.

"Ha~ drink!"

Watanabe used his footsteps as a fulcrum and slashed the tennis ball with a sharp force.

Click!

The dust was still the same dust, but one could see that the tennis ball was flying through the gravel in the middle, and then it fell sharply behind Byodoin at a speed that was difficult to observe with the naked eye.

Sou!

The light turned into an afterimage and bounced up.

“0－15！"

Watanabe put down the racket in his hand, and sweat gathered on his face.

But he chuckled all his life: "Duke... Draw the ball!"

Hearing this, the French team looked happy: "Brother... Is it done?"

"This slap. "

Camus's handsome face changed slightly, and then he glanced deeply at Watanabe.

This volley is not like Watanabe's style, but Watanabe is an all-rounder, and his skills are also quite powerful, with a quasi-world-class level, which is very close to his own strength.

The fact that he was able to control the duke's volley perfectly, without damaging the ground in the slightest, is proof of that.

The Japanese team, everyone fell into shock, unexpectedly... That Watanabe fought back at the destruction of Byodoin.

"When he fought me yesterday, he did hide a lot of strength on the whole, but this ball of light..."

Thinking about it, Shuji looked to the side of the court.

Call!

The dust slowly dispersed, revealing the slightly hideous face of Byodoin.

"I seem... Underestimating your strength. "

He held an incomparably intense golden light in his left hand.

The momentum on his body also swept away the dust around him.

"But there's no next time!"