Net King: Shuji Tanejima

At this moment, the whole audience fell into silence.

Like, a falling pin can be heard.

They have wonderful facial expressions.

Yes, their expressions are wonderful.

The French players they believed in in their hearts actually failed to win the other party, but were shown by the other party?!!

Just kidding, right?

Anyway this moment.

No one dared to speak.

But the referee took the initiative to break the silence, he said: "GAME! Shuji Tanejima, Oni Jujiro, 2-1!"

It was a gently trembling voice.

Let everyone come back to their senses.

But their heads are still a little dazed. It seems that it is not the players who are stunned, but them.

"He... How powerful is it?"

"This guy... Is it really No.4?"

"No, how can this strength be No.4!"

The focus is crooked, but there are also viewers with the right focus.

Camus and O'Ren joined forces, but they were both suppressed. "

"Oni Jujiro, Tanejima Shuji, especially the latter, his strength can be cultivated by a country like Japan?"

But in any case, everyone was as shocked as if they saw a super typhoon sweeping over.

The strongest genius of their French generation, Camus, actually played no role in this person. This is still with a strong partner, in the case of Okushinobi.

......

Team France.

Everyone stared at Xiu Er, and the uncontrollable fluctuation in their hearts had no possibility of stopping.

They all have several questions.

What is this person's rank?

Is it fourth?

Or is it ten out?

And also... What exactly is sacred?

But no one can answer any of these questions.

They only had the power that shocked this person.

......

"Strong!"

Far ambition is surging.

The rest of the Japanese team was the same, but the reaction was not as violent.

Even in the eyes of Byodoin, a faint smile flashed.

Proud as he is, he never easily admits the 'internal enemy', but he has to admit that Shuji is very strong.

"Maybe, you can win the game in one go!"

Foggy Hollow was also a little excited.

He had no complaints about Xiu Er for a long time, and now that he saw the other party in the limelight, he had a feeling that he couldn't help but feel high.

Maybe it's because of my teammates.

The other party's playful and smiling attitude hides a convincing sense of security.

And they are Japanese players again, and when they see each other, these proud whites have nothing to say but praise, and they all have a feeling, as if they are standing next to Shuji.

......

Trample!

The ghost leapt to its feet, its body turned, and an astonishing black fire flickered from the racket and devoured the tennis ball.

"Black Tomahawk!"

Rumble!

The black light swept out wantonly, as if swallowing space.

Bang!

Before Okushinobu could swing his racket, it was black on the edge of his racket, and the racket was out of his hand and bounced out.

This blow is an opportunity.

In the backfield, Camus's face changed slightly, but he finally gave up the ball. The senior racket has already hit the ball. If he picks it up again, it's a foul.

Boom!

"GAME!Oni Jujiro, Shuji Tanejima, 3-1!"

The referee announced.

Swish!

At this time, the momentum on Okushino's body swelled, and the air flowing around him blew up dust.

He picked up the racket with a slightly gloomy face, which was far from the calm appearance before the game.

But his eyes were full of coldness, staring at Shuji and the ghost.

"You... Not bad!"

Okushinobu said in a deep voice, "It gave me the idea to use my full strength. "

As he spoke, he assumed a defensive posture, and his voice became deeper: "Serve, Camus!"

"Uh... I see, Senpai!"

In the backcourt, Camus raised his eyebrows.

Can he finally see the true strength of this senior?

Call!

Camus tossed the tennis ball and pressed his arm.

Bang!

The tennis ball dragged out a lot of afterimages, and the fire was charged all the way, and it landed on the ghost's side like lightning.

The ghost's body is low, like a demon Shura charging.

Swish!

He rushed forward, and a red afterimage dazzled the people who looked at it. Using momentum, he slammed the ball out.

Rumble!

The direction in which the tennis ball is played is the most side.

"What a strong ball control!"

France, Watanabe exclaimed, "This man's skill... It's also amazing!"

Needless to say, everyone also saw the ghost ball, and the final landing point will be on the sideline. And with that kind of speed and strength, he can still be so stable, and this person's skills are afraid that they have also reached the pinnacle of quasi-world-class.

"The reason why world-class is called world-class is that one aspect is prominent, and there are no shortcomings in other aspects. "

The second head of the high school, Dio spoke.

His master Shijiang once said that whether it is a world-class foundation or a real world-class player, there are no shortcomings, even if one aspect is outstanding, it will not fall too far behind in other aspects.

Boom!

The tennis ball landed in the bottom corner.

Front... There was no one.

Swish!

But at this moment, a black figure appeared in front of the ball like a ghost, and Okuren spit out the words: "Ninjutsu - Instant Technique!"

Teleportation ?!!

The people in France are fine, but the people in Japan are shocked.

For the first time, they have such means.

Bang!

Okushinobu swung his racket and hit the devil's weak spot.

"Ninjutsu - Insight!"

15-0！

......

Whew!!

One by one, the figures of Ao Ren appeared in the venue in a dazzled manner.

Ninjutsu - the art of clone!

It's not over yet.

"Ninjutsu - Thunder!"

Click!

One of them, the racket is slashed out like a knife, and the edge is used as a contact point, and an electric arc emerges.

Rumble!

A thunderbolt appeared behind the ghost.

30-0！

.......

Rumble!

The ghost strikes a black tomahawk. Suddenly, a huge air flow condensed into black, wrapped in a tennis ball, and shot out.

Swish!

A figure, like a ghost, appeared in front of the tennis ball.

Okushinobi's racket, as if the hand is up and down.

Then turn around.

Rumble!

On the opposite course, as if it had exploded, a huge sandstorm was set off.

"Ninjutsu... Ground Storm!"

A ghost who became the target of the opponent's attack, he retreated out of bounds early. Seeing Okushinobu open his mouth and say the name of the move, his pupils shrank sharply.

"It's so strong..."

The ghost's heart sank.

O'ninja's normal strength may only be equal to Camus's, but the endless means make him feel very troubled.

Moreover, the other side is not blindly attacking.

Okushinobu saw that his defense was not as good as Shuji's, and deliberately shot at him. _

Feilu reminds you: three things to read - collect, recommend, and share!