Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

After all, Ralph now uses a different dimension.

However, although this trick is a bit troublesome for Youyun, it is only a little troublesome.

It is not difficult for Youyun to fight back this trick.

Delete it.

On the court, Youyun's figure also became six.

A body with five afterimages, the racquet in his hand swung at the six tennis balls contained in the flame arrow bag at the same time.

boom.

Five of them disappeared into the air after being hit by Youyun's racquet, and only one was beaten back by Youyun.

"Fu No. 2-Eight Clouds Umbrella."

A lavender streamer flew to Ralph's court quickly.

"Sure enough, you can't be troubled.

Seeing this scene, Ralph's face showed an expression like "Six 80".

Ralph caught up with the tennis ball and swung his racquet towards the tennis ball.

"So, what about this?"

boom.

A dazzling golden-red light appeared on the tennis ball, and in an instant he reappeared on Youyun's court.

boom.

After the tennis landed, it split again.

But this time, the tennis ball is divided into twelve, and the number has doubled.

Not only that, after the split, the twelve tennis balls wrapped in flame arrows flew out at a speed much faster than when they were divided into six.

"twelve?"

In this match, Youyun's face changed significantly for the first time.

"Could it be that Ralph hadn't completed this trick when he was in Paris?"

"The twelve goals now are the real power of this trick?'

Yi Yun thought with surprise in his heart.

Although he was caught off guard, Yi Yun responded in time.

"Talisman Three-Shishen Eight Cloud Blue."

Yi Yun's voice sounded on the court.

At the same time, a faint shadow appeared behind Youyun.

This phantom has short golden hair, a white hat on his head, and a blue and white robe, and his face is as indistinct as Adnakir.

The most eye-catching thing is that there are nine main bodies behind this phantom that are yellow, and only the thick white tail at the tip is swaying indiscriminately half-delay.

"Shiki God-A Feast of the Twelve God Generals."

A moment later, Youyun's voice sounded on the court again.

When Youyun's voice fell, twelve white balls of light appeared on his halftime.

The twelve white balls of light flickered brightly and darkly, and each of them happened to be stopped on the only way that a scattered flame arrow would pass.

Faced with a tennis ball divided into twelve, Youyun finally resorted to a new move.

He knows very well that it is absolutely impossible to stop all the twelve goals by relying solely on the Yakumo Umbrella and his own speed.

When the twelve tennis balls wrapped in flame arrows hit the white ball of light in front of them, eleven of them disappeared into the air.

Only the real tennis ball is left as if caught in it, advancing slowly.

The opposite of Yiyun.

"what?"

Ralph's face was startled.

He didn't expect that even a tennis ball divided into twelve could be stopped so easily by Youyun.

However, Youyun at this time had no intention of estimating what Ralph was thinking in his heart.

Yi Yun quickly rushed to the tennis ball, and then racquet in his hand swung out without hesitation.

"Uranus-Barrage Enchantment.

boom.

The tennis ball hit by Youyun galloped out directly in Ralph's direction.

During the flight, the tennis ball suddenly exploded, turned into countless blue light bullets, and landed on Ralph's court.

Bang bang bang bang.

The crowd of tennis balls hit the court one after another.

The blue light bomb disappeared after landing.

After a while, all the blue light flare disappeared.

Ralph turned his head and looked behind him silently.

Sure enough, on the ground behind him, a tennis ball was lying quietly there.

"15-0. "

Referee wiped his eyes first, and after confirming that the tennis ball was real at the moment behind Ralph, he reported the score.

To be honest, the ball just now made him wonder if there was something wrong with his senses.

The voice heard in his ears told him that every one of the blue light bombs just now was real.

But what he saw with his eyes told him that among the blue light bullets just now, only one was a real tennis ball, and the others were illusions.

Ralph on the court, his thoughts and referees are the same.

"call."

Ralph took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the horror in his heart.

"Niyun, although I have prepared myself, I still can't restrain myself.

"Every match of yours, no matter who your opponent is, will make people feel uncontrollably shocked.

"To tell you, there is a problem that has appeared in my mind countless times."

"Are you really a middle school student?"

Ralph turned his head and turned his gaze to Youyun, the expression on his face becoming extremely serious.

"Hehe, as you can see, I am indeed a middle school student."

"There are billions of people in the world, and there will always be some special people in them."

"Perhaps I was lucky enough to be one of them.

The outside doctor said with a chuckle.

Is he really a middle school student?

Maybe count it.

"you're right.

Ralph fell silent for a while, and finally said such a sentence.

After a brief exchange, the match started again.

boom.

boom.

boom.

With the sound of continuous batting, Youyun and Ralph fought fiercely again.

White, blue and golden red lights flashed alternately on the court, making the entire court look like a stage under the spotlight.

The confrontation at the different dimensional level is indeed pleasing to the eye from the standpoint of viewing.

However, the dangers and crises hidden in it can only be experienced by those involved in it.

After all, the U-17 World Cup is a cruel battlefield, not an artistic performance to attract attention.

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