Net King: Shuji Tanejima

"World class!"

Mifune said heavily.

He didn't expect that the competition would enter the world-class level so quickly.

"What is the division of world-class?"

Next to him, Irie put away his surprise and asked towards Mifune Irimichi.

"Then listen well!"

Mifune clenched the gourd in his hand.

Everyone's eyes were blazing, some were shocked, some were eager, and some looked at the court expectantly. But they also pricked up their ears, not daring to miss every word Mifune said.

"World-class, is a vague concept... This realm requires the mobilization of muscles throughout the body, reaching 100%. "

What Mifune said made Kiritani and the others frown and feel troubled.

Even the strongest of them, Foggy Hollow, has only reached 96%, and the remaining 4% may be a long bridge.

And if you want to pass this bridge smoothly, it is impossible without obstruction.

In other words, it is quite difficult for him to reach this state on his own.

That takes a lot of practice.

"Secondly, the foundation has reached the pinnacle level of quasi-world-class. A gleam flashed in Mifune's eyes, and he continued: "The two are indispensable in order to barely play world-class strength. "

With that, he didn't continue.

"That's all?"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.

"Almost. "

Mifune's answer disappointed them a little.

The foundation of quasi-world-class pinnacle is too difficult. Among the former seats, Nioh Zhi, the most powerful one, failed to achieve this strength after three years of training, and with the second personality.

The effectiveness of their training lock absorption is far inferior to that of the talented Xiu Er, and it is too difficult to achieve.

It's not talented enough!

Actually, Mifune's entry into the road has not yet been said.

What Shuji Tanejima played is not a real world-class strength, only after the foundation and muscle mobilization have reached the extreme, and then that ability appears, he is a real world-class player.

"Huh!"

Mifune chuckled.

World-class?

That kid has been there for a long time!

And, ghosts too.

Rumble!

On the field, the ghost has already exploded its strength. His muscles bulged, like a mutated King Kong, and he slammed into the ball.

Bang!

The tennis ball shook, and the tennis ball and dust swept over.

"This..."

The French team and the crowd were stunned.

Not only did Shuji burst out with Chang's strength, but even this ghost, is this the case?

Watanabe's face turned into a hint of bitterness, "The world... The foundation!"

Perhaps, it's time for him to try?

Dio looked at Shuji and the others with a shocked face.

"I didn't expect that the two of them reached this realm just a freshman in high school. "

Stadium.

Okushinobi's expression was solemn.

"Damn... Misstep!"

With a scolding voice, Okunin waved his racket, and after touching the tennis ball, his arm vibrated in a clever way, tilting the power of the tennis ball out.

In an instant, the dust on his side was violently transmitted out.

Then, the surrounding sand and rocks scattered, and the circle spread outward from the surroundings of Okushinobi.

Rumble!

He suddenly fanned, and the tennis ball instantly turned into a flaming lead ball.

Ninjutsu... Big Fireball!

Thundered!

Without warning, the balls of flame that were the size of a tennis ball turned into a ball of fire that looked like at least seven or eight basketballs were placed on the basket.

Sou!

Shoot directly at the ghost.

The ghost frowned, realizing that this ball was not simple. However, it suits his appetite.

"Then let me learn your ninjutsu!"

He said in a deep voice, his footsteps snapping. Like an evil ghost's ugly and weird big feet, he slammed on the ground, arousing strong energy, and the whole person rushed out.

Whoop!

But rushing, the ghost's body stopped, and his expression was sluggish.

The fireball spilled sparks, giving him a feeling that he couldn't do anything.

Swish!

But at this moment, a figure rushed in front of him, and the ghost opened his mouth: "Xiu Er?"

"Leave it to me. Also, you get out of the way. "

Shuji said, and the whole person's movements changed.

Suddenly.

Like a gale, like a light bird, he rushed into the sparks that overflowed and swept quickly.

When everyone thought he was going to be hit by a spark, they found out that he... I avoided them all.

That light and dashing step.

Swish!

Everywhere there was the afterimage of Shuji, and then it was pierced by the firelight.

Rumble!

The afterimage was directly exploded by the firelight, and the ghost's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly avoided it.

Sou!

A flash of fire slashed past the ghost's side. The wave of evenly heated air seems to be able to burn people to death.

"It's dangerous..."

The ghost's face sank like water. There is no need for Shuji to remind him, with the alertness that he has entered that realm, he can also detect and quickly avoid it when he comes into contact.

Thinking, he looked ahead.

Bang!

Xiuer's racket is like a sword scabbard out of a knife, and a cold glow emerges. A glimmer of brilliance appeared in the middle of the shot.

It is this force that makes the fire on the ball disappear quickly.

It's like devouring.

More like eating!

Swish!

Then, draw a half-moon.

Rumble!

The tennis ball was like thunder and lightning, and it hit the rightmost corner quickly. _

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