Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

After the golden vortex took shape, it turned slowly.

"This is …"

Looking at the golden vortex on Youyun racquet, Luca Muller's eyes condensed slightly, and he subconsciously clenched racquet in his hand.

Although this golden vortex looks unremarkable on the surface, Luka Muller's instinct as a top tennis player tells him that the power of this trick is definitely far above the magic cannon just now.

Opposite Luka Muller.

When the tennis ball came in front of Youyun, Youyun swung his arm and racquet hit the tennis hard.

boom.

The golden vortex broke apart, and under the impetus of that explosive force of terror, the tennis ball flew directly from the racquet in Youyun's hand.

"Magic Cannon."

A gold thicker than before swiftly passed by "Six Nine Seven" on the court, and rushed straight towards Luca Muller.

"it is as expected."

Luka Muller thought silently in his heart.

The tennis ball was still some distance away from him, and the harsh sound and fierceness of the tennis ball cutting through the air had already rushed toward him.

Luca Muller held the racquet with both hands and swung back at the tennis ball.

boom.

The tennis ball fell into Luca Muller's racquet, and the powerful force contained in it madly impacted Luca Muller's arm through racquet.

After only holding on for less than a second, Luka and Muller began to tremble, obviously they were about to be unable to hold on.

Slap.

Luca Muller's racquet broke out, flew into the air, and finally fell outside the court.

The tennis ball that broke through the obstacle was still castrated and rushed out of the court.

"0-15.

The referee reported the score.

Luca Muller went outside the court and picked up his racquet.

When he saw that racquet slapped the face, Burning was shocked and couldn't help being a little surprised.

At this point, all the strings on the racquet had broken apart, and none of them were intact.

Not only that, but apart from breaking, these strings are all mixed together, as if they were twisted by a huge force.

The power of Yiyun this ball can be seen.

Luca Muller took a deep look at Youyun, and then.

Turned around and walked towards the preparation area of ​​the Swiss U-17 team.

After arriving in the preparation zone of the Swiss U-17 team, Luca Muller went straight to his position and took out a new racquet from his tennis bag.

"General, are you okay.

Just when Luca Muller was about to return to the match venue, Pete: Ranbir's voice rang behind him.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Hearing Pete Lambir's voice, Luca Muller paused.

After responding to Pietran Beer's sentence, Luka Muller continued to walk towards the court.

"Hey."

Looking at Luca Muller's back, Pete Lambir sighed deeply.

The other members of the Swiss U-17 team were also a little ugly, and they were silent.

After Luka Muller returned to court, the match continued.

Luka Muller took out a tennis ball from his pocket and then sent the ball to Youyun.

boom.

boom.

boom.

A fierce and rushing sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the two sides began a confrontation again.

Despite the extra-dimensional blessing, Luca Muller under Youyun's enhanced version of the magic cannon is no different from when he first saw the ordinary magic cannon in the previous match.

Luca Muller once tried to block the enhanced version of the magic cannon, but with his current strength and skill, he couldn't resist it.

The only thing that counts as good is that after Luca Muller was prepared, whether the string was destroyed by Youyun, and the number of times racquet was knocked into the air was slightly reduced.

0-15.

0-30.

0-40.

1-0.

2-0.

"GAME, 2-0, the Japanese national team.

Referee announces the score.

Although the enhanced magic cannon controls the initiative of the match, Youyun is always carefully observing the changes in Luka Muller's face during the match.

After the match in the second game, he clearly saw a touch of memory on Luka Muller's face.

It's like thinking of my lover.

"Is the fifth one?"

Yi Yun whispered to himself.

The look on Luka Muller's face clearly means that the emotion of love has also been mobilized.

Yi Yun focused his attention.

He doesn't know how much Luka Muller's strength will be increased after mobilizing the emotions of love, and he is careful to deal with it. There is always nothing wrong with it.

Next, it was the turn of the match for the third round. This round was the serve round of the Swiss U-17 team, served by Luca Muller.

Luka Muller tossed the tennis ball in his hand and hit the tennis ball with a swing.

boom.

A stream of light flashed.

Almost at the moment when Luca Muller's racquet touched the tennis ball, the tennis ball had already arrived on Youyun's court.

"It's almost like this.

A hint of surprise appeared in Yi Yun's eyes.

This kind of ball speed serve, even if it is him, must be taken seriously.

boom.

boom.

boom.

After a few counterattacks, Youyun felt a little pressure.

Obviously, the strength of Luca Muller's basic tennis has already overwhelmed him.

"Magic Cannon."

After being aware of this situation, Youyun decisively gave up the plan to entangle with Luka Muller and attacked directly with the magic cannon.

boom.

Patter.

2.5 The racquet in the hands of Luca Muller once again dropped out and fell not far away.

"0-15. "

The referee reported the score.

"Still can't catch it?

Yi Yun was a little surprised.

Originally, he thought that after mobilizing the emotion of love, Luca Muller should be able to resist his enhanced magic cannon, but it turns out that he thinks too much.

Luka Muller's different dimension is not so strong yet.

After Luca Muller retrieved his racquet, the match started again.

boom.

boom.

boom.

Even with a fivefold increase, Luka Muller's situation is just a little better than before.

Facing the enhanced version of Magic Cannon, he was still a little bit helpless.

Thank you for reading this story at hotmtnovel.com. Your support enables us to keep the site running!