Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

At this time, the entire network court has undergone tremendous changes.

Taking the net in the middle of the court as the boundary, the court on the side of Camus is no different from the ordinary court.

However, on the other side of the net, Youyun's court has disappeared, replaced by a large patch of golden Suns flowers.

"No, it's not that the court is missing, but that this Suns flower covers all the court on his side?"

Camus muttered to himself, his eyes full of incredible expression.

In the auditorium, where the U-17 team of the United States is located.

"Chico, how strong is his strength?"

Du Du turned his head stiffly and looked at Chico.

At this time, Chico was also a little lost in his eyes.

"Hehe, I don't know how strong his strength is, because I have never beaten him once. With my strength, there is no way to force Youyun's true strength."

"Even, I can't even score a point from him."

Hearing Du Du's words, Chico condensed his emotions and said with a wry smile.

"what?"

Du Du was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously asked.

"Chico, are you kidding me?"

Although 600 Du Du has not seen Chico's true strength, just judging from his performance in the U.S. U-17 team, even Ralph and their U.S. U-17 team's main player cannot be surprised. Ke Lian couldn't get an index.

Chico's words, don't you say that Youyun's strength is stronger than that of Ralph and their U.S. U-17 team leader?

Outside medicine is just a junior high school student, is it possible to reach this level of strength?

on court.

"is coming.

The outside doctor said softly.

After speaking, Youyun threw the tennis ball in his hand and raised the racquet.

opposite.

Hearing Youyun's voice, Camus finally recovered from the shock.

Camus subconsciously squeezed the racquet in his hand, and his face also showed a solemn color that he had never seen before.

"If possible, I hope you don't pick it up."

Yi Yun spoke again.

At the same time, Youyun's racquet hit the tennis ball hard.

boom.

There was a dull hit of the ball, and a visible wave of air spread from the contact between the tennis ball and the racquet (cgcf).

The tennis ball burst directly from Youyun's racquet.

On the way of tennis, the golden Suns flowers seemed to have their own lives and consciousness, and they evaded to the two sides one after another.

boom.

The tennis ball crossed the net, landed in front of Camus, and then bounced.

Camus's face turned a little ugly.

Because the tennis ball is very close to him, he clearly felt the shock of the court when the tennis ball hit the ground.

Obviously, the power contained in this ball must be extremely terrifying.

Camus held the racquet tightly in his hand and faced the tennis ball that was heading towards him.

boom.

The tennis ball fell into Camus' racquet.

Pipi Pipi.

The tennis ball began to spin frantically, and that seemingly irresistible force of terror continuously hit his arm through the racquet.

One second.

Camus' arms began to tremble slightly.

Two seconds.

Patter.

The racquet in Camus's hand directly dropped out and flew into the distance.

"30-0.

Referee announces the score.

"Don't answer?"

Camus looked at Racquet falling in the distance, and he understood why Youyun said that sentence just now.

"Camus' racquet was actually knocked off?"

In the area of ​​the French U-17 team, Duke, Watanabe and Christophe looked at each other, and they all saw a touch of surprise in each other's eyes.

"Duke, I remember, even you never hit Camus's racquet.

Christophe asked.

"Well, the strength of this Japanese middle school student is really unexpected."

Duke. Watanabe said bitterly.

on court.

"Camus, you should be very clear. In your current state, it is impossible to catch my ball. This time your racquet was just knocked off by me. Then next time, your racquet will not Will I be beaten through?"

"I think you, who love tennis so much, don't want to see this happen."

Youyun's voice reached Camus' ears.

Camus did not respond to Youyun's words, but silently walked to the place where the racquet dropped and picked up his racquet.

"My dear, I'm so sorry for hurting you."

Camus looked at the racquet in his hand, a look of sadness and guilt appeared on his face.

It is like a man who is sad and heartache for not protecting his favorite woman.

"But don't worry, I will never let him happen again for this kind of thing.

Camus's face gradually became firm, and then he turned his gaze to Youyun.

"Thank you for your concern, then I will be as you wish.

Having said that, a layer of scarlet light appeared on Camus's body.

"rose."

After the words fell, a huge scarlet rose flower appeared behind Camus.

"My dear, come and play with me, a revolutionary movement."

Camus hugged racquet in his arms and said to himself softly.

"Is this your different dimension? It really fits your style."

Yi Yun glanced at the scarlet rose flower behind Camus, and said faintly.

"Our match, let's continue."

Hearing Youyun's words, Camus looked away from the racquet in his hand and turned to Youyun again.

"The real battle, is it going to begin."

With the appearance of Camus's different dimension, the atmosphere on the court became solemn and solemn.

The audience outside the stadium can feel that the climax of this match is coming soon.

The match continues.

Yi Yun once again sent the tennis ball to Camus.

boom.

This time, Youyun failed to knock the racquet flying again.

When Camus hit the tennis ball, the petals of the rose flower behind him began to fall, and then gently covered the racquet in his hand.

The power of tennis began to slowly disappear.

When the power of the tennis ball dropped to a certain level, Camus's arm vigorously hit the tennis ball back in the racquet.

call out.

A sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded.

The tennis ball traversed a scarlet trajectory in a half-delay, leaving a piece of rose petals along the way, flying towards Youyun.

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