Net King: Shuji Tanejima

Whew!

Shuji Tanejima tosses the tennis ball.

The crowd also booed at this moment.

Shuji, who was dressed in red, jumped suddenly, his clothes were light, and he felt ethereal.

Bang!

The next moment, Shuji swung his racket, and the smell of a Japanese professional player actually appeared on the other party.

"Oh?".

There was a look of surprise on Coach Kurobe's handsome face.

Boom!

The next moment, his face changed, and so did the two coaches next to him.

Shuji Tanejima played a tennis ball, and the dust suddenly rolled up from around him like a tidal current.

Boom!

When people reacted, they only felt a pale yellow light streak across the world of their eyes.

What?

Yukimura and the others' eyes flashed suddenly.

They were so shocked that their fingers pinched.

Sanada's face was a little shocked, "The first goal, it was easy to hit the level of the game in Irie?".

"No!".

However, Yukimura was noncommittal, he was a little out of shape, and said, "Maybe.......... A little stronger!".

Tezuka and the others also looked incredulous.

This person is so strong.

Irie bowed slightly, he was not surprised that Xiu Er's strength could reach this level.

"Huh!".

On the other side, a look of smiling appeared on Byodoin's face.

Boom!

The tennis ball also landed in front of him, kicking up dust, but the racket in his hand was lifted and volleyed out the moment the ball bounced.

Bang!

The tennis ball was momentarily stagnant.

"Drink!".

A low snort.

An astonishing aura spread out from Byodoin's body, rolling up dust.

This scene of flying sand and rocks made everyone stunned.

Boom!

The next moment, he swung his racket.

Bang!

Suddenly, the tennis ball vibrated violently, and scattered dust flew out.

Stompe!

On the other side, Shuji's body moved like a swift wind, and after chasing the tennis ball quickly, the racket flashed.

Bang!

The offensive was as usual, but the dust kicked up around it shocked everyone present.

"This..."

Yue Zhiyueguang's cold face appeared with a somewhat wonderful look.

As soon as the two of them began, they launched an offensive far above him.

Gajifeng's facial muscles twitch constantly.

Even if he entered the Wind Realm, he would be one level behind these two people.

Stompe!

Byodoin instantly pulled away, then stepped out, and in an instant appeared before the tennis ball landed.

Everyone's pupils shrank.

In each other's bodies, they saw the power of hegemony and the speed of thunder!

Boom!

With a wave of his right hand, Kong Wu punched the ball out with a powerful and bold sword.

Whew!

The tennis ball was suddenly stained with dust, and then it was splashed out in all directions. With a whoosh, a pillar of light went straight towards Shuji Tanejima.

"Not bad..."

Shuji Tanejima's eyebrows were lightly raised, his eyes were like dazzling stars, and his body moved, as if he turned his heels lightly, and came to the tennis ball.

Bang!

Fighting back, easy and freehand, ordinary skills seem to have reached the level of Dao Leaning, but his attack is not a little weaker than Byodoin.

"Interesting..."

The excitement between the eyebrows of Byodoin flashed, and the racket suddenly twitched.

The strength of the other party made him feel a lot less regret about the ghost in his heart.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Suddenly, the stadium entered the Shura field.

The dust scattered in all directions, almost enveloping the stadium.

Sanada's face changed drastically, and Yukimura next to him was no better, his brows furrowed, and the shock between his eyebrows was undisguised.

"Monster..."

Yukimura's voice was heavy and had a slight trill.

On the other side, Tezuka's eyes were also shocked and surprised.

Such a game is completely beyond his vision.

The surrounding Fuji is not much better, and the thin body trembles uncontrollably.

It's so strong....

It was the first time he had seen tennis at this level.

It's the first time I've seen Shiraishi, Kyushu Shuangxiong and others, and I'm shocked by this kind of competition.

"What kind of game is this..."

The crowd was stunned and silent.

Demigods?

Gods?

Although this statement is very middle-class, with the strength of these two people, they are a little qualified.

On a high platform.

"Hey, Kurobe... Their strength is not much better than No.1, right?".

Saito was shocked.

Kurobe's handsome face showed a deep groan.

As a coach, he knows the players' stats, and the strength of the two is now superior to the number one in the first ranks.

"No!".

A drop of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he said in a low voice, "These two people are stronger than the No.1 Nioh Zhi!".

"Indeed, their physical abilities are all above Nioh's!".

Tuozhi, who was in charge of physical strengthening training, knew this even more, and he said with a complicated gaze.

In terms of tone, there is a bit of a feeling of floating in the waves, but it can't be stable.

He was also shocked by the physical fitness of these two people.

Because, Nioh Zhi was able to get to this point with the help of him and the head coach, but the two on the court have not received help.

Kurobe and Saito could also think of this, and their hearts trembled uncontrollably.

Meanwhile.

On the court, Xiu Er moved his body vigorously, like a fierce tiger chasing towards the wind, and his eyes glanced lightly.

The position of Byodoin is well understood.

Near the baseline, the posture is standard, and it seems that no matter where you hit, you can't break through this guy's defense.

Bang!

Shuji swings his racket, and he feels that his body is almost the same.

Stompe!

On the other side, Byodoin took a big step, and his handsome face smiled peacefully but sharply, and said, "Temptation, that's it, right?"

Boom!

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, a domineering momentum burst out from him.

Also at this moment, hit the tennis ball.

Boom!

At this moment, everyone only felt a shock in their eardrums.

They looked at the pitch in horror.

There, there is an oval tennis ball tumbling in a wave of dust, as if it contains the destructive power of a real cannonball.

The power of this ball is completely beyond what it was just now.

"Indeed, this is the end of the warm-up. "

Shuji also had a faint chuckle on his face.

Whew!

As the words fell, his body appeared in front of the tennis ball like lightning.

Warm up?

Everyone's faces changed wildly.

The three coaches, junior high school players, Yukimura and others looked sluggish, like mud and wood sculptures.