Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

"Hey, I really envy Hyotei."

Looking at Youyun on court, Huacun Kwai sighed helplessly.

"If he was in the first grade of junior high school, it would be great if the school he attended was our Chengcheng Shonan."

Whether it is talent, temperament, or strength, Yiyun is all top-notch.

According to Huacun Aoi, if Youyun enters the first grade of junior high school not Hyotei Gakuen, or Chengcheng Shonan Middle-School.

So under his influence, Chengcheng Shonan may not have the ability to compete for the national championship.

Because Huacun Kui was focusing all her attention on Yi Yun at this moment, she didn't notice.

Kamishi Reiji, who was about to enter the court, heard what she said while passing by Huacun Kwai.

"The most perfect work of Coach Huacun is me, "800" is enough.

A sharp light flashed in Kamijo Rei's eyes, and the hand that held Racquet also subconsciously added a bit of force.

"The match started, Kazami Youyun faced Reiji, God of War, and at the end of the game, Hyotei served the game.

After both parties entered the arena and ready for the match, referee announced the start of the match.

Yi Yun tossed the tennis ball in his hand, then swung the racquet and hit the tennis ball.

boom.

call out.

A sharp and rapid breaking through the air sounded on the court.

The tennis ball flashed across the court like a stream of light.

In a blink of an eye, the tennis ball was heavily hit on the court of the Shonan side of Chengcheng, and then flew outside the court.

"15-0.

The referee reported the score.

"Um?"

Kamishi Reiji's eyes condensed.

With this serving of Yi Yun just now, he only saw a faint yellow shadow.

When he wanted to react, tennis was no longer in court.

The match is still in progress.

The doctor serves again.

boom.

"30-0. "

Referee announces the score.

boom.

"40-0. "

The referee reported the score.

boom.

"GAME, Hyotei, 1-00.""

Referee announces the score.

With four serve, Youyun easily scored the first game.

And the time he spent didn't even have a minute.

Outside the court, the castle becomes the rest area of ​​Shonan.

"It's horrible, this is the strength of Kazami Youyun, the number one player in the Japanese middle school tennis world?"

Ruo Ren Hiroshi, Kajimoto Takakyu and others looked at each other, and they all saw deep horror and disbelief in each other's eyes.

Kamishi Reiji is the strongest player in their Shonan Tennis Club.

But when facing Youyun, he could only stand on the court like a wooden man, unable to move.

Everyone in Chengcheng Xiangnan can see that the serve before Youwai was just casual, not serious at all.

Despite this, Kamishiro Reiji still couldn't make even slight reaction movements.

The strength gap between the two is evident.

Next, the match came to the second round. This round match was the serve round of Shonan Shōsei, served by Reiji Kamiki.

Reiji Kamiki took out a tennis ball from his pocket, and then sent the tennis ball to Youyun.

boom.

Accompanied by the sound of hitting the ball, the tennis ball came not far in front of Youyun.

Kamishiro Reiji's strength is not too strong.

The speed and angle of his serve are just plain ordinary.

boom.

After the tennis ball landed, it bounced back to where Youyun was.

Yiyun raised the racquet in his hand and swung it at the tennis ball.

boom.

The tennis ball ran through the court quickly, leaving a dull sound at Reiji Kamiki's feet before rushing out of the court.

"0-15. "

The referee reported the score.

Kamishiro Reiji glanced at Youyun faintly, and once again assumed the serve posture.

Although the match has progressed to the present, Reiji Kamiki can't even see the hope of scoring.

But the expression on his face was extremely flat from beginning to end, without any change.

At this moment, Kamishiro Reiji gave people the feeling that he was not a living person, but a cold machine.

The match is not over yet.

Reiji Kamiki continues to serve.

boom..

boom.

"0-30. "

Referee announces the score.

With a simple serve, Youyun scored another goal.

"It seems that the phantom style of play is no longer needed."

Seeing this scene, Shencheng Lingzhi thought silently in her heart.

In front of Youyun, except for serve, Reiji Kamishi has no access to tennis at all, and seems to be a very weak existence.

In reality, however, this is not the case.

Kamishiro Reiji also has his own special skills.

And one of his special skills is to be able to return the ball with the same posture, force and spin completely different.

Ordinary tennis players can easily misjudge the power of his shot and the spin on the tennis ball when facing Reji Kamiki's trick.

Therefore, when catching the ball, it is easy to appear out, such as turning over the net.

Therefore, Kamishiro Reiji called this move a phantom style.

But in this match, his phantom style of play has been sealed.

Although Youyun's return ball speed is not as fast as his serve.

However, Reiji Kamishiro knew very well that he still couldn't reach it.

In the absence of tennis balls, Reiji Kamiki naturally did not have the opportunity to use the phantom style of play.

However, he is not only the phantom style of play.

The match continues with 2.5.

This time, Reiji Kamiki did not serve directly.

But before serving, I crossed my hands and assumed a weird posture.

"Which trick does God City use?"

Seeing the posture of Kamishi Reiji, Huacun Kui's face suddenly changed, and there was a slight nervousness.

But in the next second, the tension on her face disappeared.

At this moment, Reiji Kamiki on court also sent the tennis ball to Youyun.

But the serve of Kamishiro Reiji is quite different from the previous two times.

Not only the strength, but also the speed has increased by more than one level.

More importantly, after the tennis ball landed, it bounced directly into Youyun's body.

(Sorry, something was delayed a bit),

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