Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

This time, Atobe, Yukimura and others had better luck.

Their position is just behind the preparation zone of the Japanese U-17 team.

Therefore, the communication between them is also very convenient.

"Yukimura, Amadisna is no ordinary return."

"That's dark."

Yi Yun said.

"dark?'

Hearing Youyun's words, Yukimura, Atobe and others turned their eyes to his expressions.

"The darkness of Amadeus can expose the opponent's biggest weakness."

"In some ways, it's similar to Atobe's style of play."

Yiyun explained to them.

"The ability to see weaknesses can reach this point."

Atobe's eyes flashed sharply.

"Of course, every style of play and style has its merits."

"The most important thing is the strength of the players."

Yi Yun said seriously.

In the original book, the Atobe Kingdom developed by Atobe through his strong eyesight is not weak.

"Um."

Atobe and others nodded.

They very much agree with Youyun's words.

on court.

The match between Byōdōin Hōō and Amadeus continues.

"dark."

With a wave of the racquet in Amadeus's hand, he hit the tennis ball at a weak point of Byōdōin Hōō.

Only this time, the situation has changed.

"Amadeus, do you think I will let you score so easily?"

Byōdōin Hōō's voice rang from the court.

what.

A figure flashed, and Byōdōin Hōō appeared in front of the tennis ball.

Afterwards, the racquet in the hands of Byōdōin Hōō went down everything.

"The Egyptian Phoenix.

The tennis ball flew high, and after passing over Amadeus's head, it landed precisely on Amadeus' baseline, and then flew out of the court.

"30-40" ". "

Referee announces the score.

Amadis stood quietly on the spot, without any surprised expression on his face, as if he had long expected that his secrets would be beaten back by Byōdōin Hōō.

After all, Byōdōin Hōō is also a powerhouse of different dimensions.

Even if his dark power is indeed very strong, but with such an obvious and straightforward offensive, it is impossible to keep scoring from Byōdōin Hōō's hands.

The match is still in progress.

Byōdōin Hōō tossed the tennis ball in his hand and hit the tennis ball with a swing.

boom.

boom.

boom.

With the sound of continuous batting, Byōdōin Hōō and Amadeus once again fought fiercely.

At this stage of the match, both sides are prepared for each other's stunts, and it is not so easy to score points.

Gradually, match fell into a tug of war.

30-40.

1-2.

2-2.

2-3.

2-4.

3-4.

3-5.

4-5.

"GAME, 4-5, the Swiss team."

Referee announces the score.

In such a tug-of-war, after all, Amadeus was even better.

Although Byōdōin Hōō's American Pirates and other football skills are impressive, they are still slightly inferior to Amadeus' secrets.

However, Amadeus's face did not look good because of his lead.

He knew very well that In the match just now, Byōdōin Hōō didn't show all his strength at all.

"Why did you use that trick when you matched Duke Watanabe of the French U-17 team? Why not use it now?"

Amadeus frowned and asked.

"Ah."

Hearing what Amadeus said, a smile appeared on Byōdōin Hōō's face.

"Do you really want to see that trick? Then I will do as you wish.

As the words fell, Byōdōin Hōō's eyes began to flicker with danger.

Next came the tenth round, which was the serve round of the Swiss U-17 team, served by Amadeus.

At the beginning of the match, Amadeus stopped talking, and very simply sent the tennis ball in his hand to Byōdōin Hōō.

"Amadeus, want to see my light hitting, but there is a price to pay."

Looking at the tennis ball that came in front of him, Byōdōin Hōō directly stretched out his left hand.

The next moment, Byōdōin Hōō's left hand burst into a dazzling light.

"Try it, Amadeus.

Byōdōin Hōō's racquet waved forward and hit the tennis ball hard.

boom.

taste.

There was a sharp and rapid breaking through the air.

The tennis ball was shining with dazzling golden light, carrying unparalleled strength and might, and rushed towards Amadeus.

The expression on Amadeus's face was extremely cautious.

Byōdōin Hōō's light hit has not yet come to him, and there is a breath that seems to destroy everything, which has enveloped her.

There is no complicated ball path in this move, and the goal is directed at Amadeus, which is extremely clear.

Obviously, Byōdōin Hōō is not afraid of receiving a bare shot, what he pursues is to defeat the opponent head-on.

The power of just hitting the ball can indeed do this.

Amadeus held his racquet tightly with both hands and faced Byōdōin Hōō's light shot.

boom.

The tennis ball fell into the racquet of Amadeus.

Under the impact of the powerful light hitting the ball, Amadeus couldn't help taking a few steps back.

*..."This power..."

(Wang Nuo's)

Amadeus's face became a little ugly.

Through the match between Byōdōin Hōō and Duke-Watanabe, he already knew that Byōdōin Hōō's light hits were very powerful.

However, when Amadeus personally faced the light hitting the ball, he had a deep understanding of the power of this move.

Pyra.

A series of fierce shots flew out from the place where the tennis ball and the racquet in the hands of Amadeus were in contact, tearing the Swiss U-17 team uniform on Amadeus.

Although Amadeus tried his best to stabilize his arms, his hands shook uncontrollably.

Patter.

The racquet in the hands of Amadeus dropped out and fell not far away.

The tennis ball, which lost the block, rushed out of the court and hit the wall behind Amadeus.

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