Net King: Shuji Tanejima

Whew!!

Sand and flying sand rotate rapidly from the surroundings of Byodoin.

This..... Swirl-like speed!

Byodoin squeezed the ball with his left hand, revealing a light like a golden legend, passing through the surrounding sand and gravel flying sand.

"Gollum....."

The crowd swallowed, and before they could shock the Byodoin ball, Watanabe hit Watanabe's racket and a hole in the ground behind him, Watanabe hit back at the fact.

Then, Byodoin suddenly used the kind of tennis ball that would glow.

All of this is as fast as lightning.

Although everyone in the Japanese team still felt a tingling in their scalps, their eyes were shining and staring at this destruction.

If their perception can't be wrong... This is the strength of the other party.

Mifune, Shuji, Oni and others hugged their hands in front of them, their expressions changed slightly, but they were not surprised.

This is the strength of the other party.

But up and down the French team, there was some gasping.

They can also feel that this destruction is stronger than the previous one.

The leader of the first year of high school, Camus said in a slightly turbulent voice: "The 'destruction' in his mouth is much more powerful than the previous goal, this time I'm afraid..."

As he spoke, he stopped, but the crowd knew what he was trying to say.

Hearing this, the faces of the French changed slightly, they were a little unhappy that Watanabe stood on top of them, but they were teammates, and in the face of this adversity, they still hoped that Watanabe could hit back the ball.

"Brother... Come on!"

Watichi gritted his teeth and bit his lips a little.

on the field.

Watanabe's expression trembled, but he quickly calmed down.

"Heh!

On the other side, when the Equality House saw his performance, he nodded appreciatively, and he also sighed in his heart.

is worthy of being the third in the world, France, and even he can't find fault with the psychological quality of the players.

But... Sometimes it's not just courage.

Swish!

The light on Byodoin's left hand poured into the tennis ball, and his eyes were like a big eagle full of evil glare, and his right hand violently punched it out.

Thundered!

In an instant, the dust was like a sword qi, slashing out both sides of it. Tennis, like neon lights flashing with golden light, dominates everything on the court!

Stomp on!!

Watanabe slammed into it, and a strong wave spread from his feet, and his entire body was released like a cannonball.

His whole person, with this momentum, turned the wind and rushed to the front of the tennis ball.

The bare calves of the shorts, the muscles trembled, and they came to the ball at a speed that broke through everything.

In an instant, Watanabe raised the racket flat, and with a slight turn, the edge was aimed at the tennis ball, like an extremely sharp sword.

When you get out of the sheath, you will see blood!

"The Duke..."

Watanabe roared, but at that moment, his expression froze.

Crisis!

A strong crisis, in warning him that the ball could not be taken.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Watanabe's expression became fierce, and the retreat in his eyes was completely wiped out by his state of mind.

He's the King of Destruction!

The top player in the third country in the world!

No refund!

It can't be refunded either!

Phew!

Watanabe's racket was like a long sword, and the air exploded, the muscles of his arms bulged high, and the strength of his whole body poured into this racket.

Bang!

A sound exploded.

Everyone changed color in a daze, and hurriedly looked over.

Black...

On the edge of Watanabe's racket, a mysterious black glow appeared at the moment when he caught the tennis ball, and it seemed... The golden energy on the dissolving tennis ball.

No... It's devouring!

It was the French and Japanese players who came to this conclusion.

This move of the King of Destruction seems to have the effect of devouring energy.

Click!!

But at the moment of receiving the ball, no one expected that Watanabe's heart trembled uncontrollably.

Racket... Shattered.

His pupils contracted suddenly, and then he only felt the muscle power of his arms constantly scurrying, and the muscles themselves were trembling, and he roared: "Ha~Roar!!"

Streaming down!!

The momentum swelled suddenly, surging and surging, full of the momentum of destruction, and the madness permeated the surroundings.

However, Watanabe's scene full of green muscles made the faces of the French team sink.

It was the first time they had seen someone at the same age who had suppressed the king of destruction with his strength.

Click!

Then, a sound of high-quality steel glass shattering came out.

Everyone's faces changed again.

The pupils of the two teams shrank and saw the rackets shattered, the Japanese team was overjoyed, and the French team was incredulous.

Being suppressed does not mean that Duke Watanabe cannot fight back.

But he couldn't hit the ball back with the edge of his racket... The leader of the Japanese team is inevitably too strong, right?

Bang!!

Watanabe's racket came out of his hand, half of it shattered and fell behind him, dragging it to the sand.

He, on the other hand, is half-squatting.

"Shhhhh

He clutched his wrists and gasped, his facial muscles twitching.

Tick!

Drops of cold sweat gathered on Watanabe's forehead and ran down his cheeks.

“1、15-15！"

This moment.

All the spectators fell silent, they were in disbelief that the King of Destruction, known for his strength, had lost the contest for power.

Of course... They can't understand that the ball of Byodoin is blessed with energy, not pure power, but the tennis ball they understand is such a reality.

Therefore, it is not impossible to say that the power completely suppressed Duke Watanabe.

"I didn't expect that!"

Okuren frowned and said, "The strength of the other party's chief is actually so strong. "

"Hmm..."

A hint of discoloration flashed in Camus's eyes.

He had a gut feeling that this Byodoin was not at full strength.

The rest of France's players were shocked.

Some of them ... This fact cannot be accepted.

Japan, which they treated indifferently, actually had such combat power.

Even if there is only one person on the other side.

But in them in France, the quality is excessive.

After all, there are not many people who can play in the World Cup, and over time, they have developed the idea that 'quality is greater than quantity'.

Rather, this is the case in many places.

Dio took a deep look at Byodoin, narrowed his gaze, and landed on Watanabe, who was expressing pain.

"He's dead. "

The leader of the French sophomore in high school saw at a glance that Watanabe's situation was not good.

Hearing this, everyone in France was shocked.

Camus's eyes are even more beautiful.

It can be seen that he has a good relationship with Watanabe.

But he is not the strongest in the team, and can only look at the ninja king.

Okunin's expression was calm, and his momentum did not change and said calmly: "Camus, you go and let Watanabe abstain!"

"I see. "

Camus nodded, and walked up with the same expression.

"Referee, we abstain this time!"

He came to Watanabe's side and lifted him up.

Watanabe's face changed slightly, and he wanted to push the other party away, but the other party had a good relationship with him in U-17, so he still endured it, but maybe the wound was moved, and his right wrist hurt even more.

His complexion changed and changed, and finally he sighed and gave up resistance.

Seeing him like this, the referee nodded: "The French team's No.7 Duke Watanabe abstained, and the Japanese team's No.1 Byodoin Phoenix won!"

"Abstained!"

The audience's expressions were complicated, but their eyes fell on Byodoin.

This is the Japanese team... The strength of No.1!

It's so strong!_

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