Tennis: Ice Emperor, Keigo Jibe!

Chapter 183: Life and Death Look Down, Do it if you don’t obey!!

“Powerful, ridiculously powerful!”

“If it weren’t for the fact that Mamoru Inoue’s interview was very detailed and officially certified.”

“I really doubt that the Ministry of Traces is actually a repeater who is old enough to go to high school”

“So powerful, no wonder when facing the Overlord Bingyuan, it was not defeated.”

“Axie bar’s fool, sending it to the door to abuse people, it’s really stupid.”

The onlookers were very excited.

After waiting for so long, it’s good that their neon genius has come to fight back against Arceebar.

Resignation, anger, can no longer be suppressed.

“Jibu-kun is good, destroy the damned Arcee!”

“Arcee Bar is all mean bones, hit him hard until he doubts life!”

“Brother Jibu, you are the strongest!”

Kintaro Toyama’s voice was also mixed in with the crowd.

Granny Sugi, the evaluation of the Ministry of Traces is also very high.

“Neon tennis, there will be people in the future.”

If such an existence as the Ministry of Traces cannot make the neon tennis world reborn.

Then the latecomer, no one can do it.

“You must not be just 12 years old, am I right?”

“I know some people are old, but they still look very young, you are this kind of person, right?”

Lee Jong-ho couldn’t accept that the traces, who were much younger than him, were so powerful.

“Who told you that the stronger the strength, the older you are?”

“You think everyone is a waste like you?”

Alerted to Li Jong-ho, the trace department was very disdainful.

“Along the way, the opponent you are looking for must be weaker than you, so it makes you feel the swelling? Think you’re invincible? ”

“Damn it!”

Jingwu’s words made Lee Jong-ho’s expression very ugly.

“Whether you’re 12 or 15, I don’t care.”

“In short, in a word, you don’t think that you can leave safely, I will make you pay the price.”

Being forced by a person younger than himself, Lee Jong-ho could not bear such a dignity trampling.

Originally swept Guanxi, but Lee Jong-ho wanted to prove that he was stronger than Bian Boxu.

However, Neon, who he despised the most in his heart, actually had a 12-year-old child who could crush himself.

When pigs fly!

“Lu Qi!”

Roaring in a low voice, Lee Jong-ho’s explosive power created his own national-level ball skills.

A swift slash like a thunderbolt gives tennis ball super speed.

Rumble!

The tennis ball even accelerates twice in the long air, turning into a streamer and rushing to the backhand bottom line of the track.

When it bounced off the ground, it actually hit the knee socket of the track.

“Interesting skills, there is really something.”

“It’s a pity that the strength is too weak, and the power of any ball played is very average.”

The tennis balls that catapulted at high speed did not put any pressure on the tracks.

National-level ball skills, played with the strength of professional elites.

The power of the eruption could not pose any threat to the Ministry of Traces at all.

Buzzing!

The ice spread, and the void was frozen to the point of distortion.

Everyone only felt that the air was lowered several degrees, and the crowd shivered, and then, the high-speed galloping tennis ball was frozen in place.

“Boom!”

A sweep of the tennis ball in the trace part disappears after moving up and down.

Bang!

The next popping sound occurred on Lee Jong-ho’s left.

A hole the size of a tennis ball appeared, but did not affect other places.

The control of power is extremely ingenious.

“Awesome!”

“Simple and rough earth skill, without the slightest extra power to use.”

“At 12 years old, this step is definitely the first one ever.”

Granny Sugi couldn’t help but sigh.

Echizen Minamijiro in the past, she believes that neon will not have a matching genius in the future for a long time.

Who could have predicted that in this era, such a demonic genius as the Ministry of Traces was born.

‘The 12-year-old professional elite level is really appalling. ‘

“Ahem!”

Lee Jong-ho was very embarrassed and struggled out of the dusty smoke.

Looking at the look of the trace, it was very ugly.

“I can’t even catch your ball, it’s just a joke.”

Having fought with Bian Boxu many times, Li Jong-ho has never been crushed so easily.

Trace Department, it is impossible to be stronger than Bian Boxu, right?

“Say, who are you?”

Staring at the tracks, Lee Jong-ho was extremely angry.

In front of everyone’s eyes, he was crushed by the traces, and he lost any face.

After being abused by the traces one after another, Lee Jong-ho was about to burst out.

“Boom!”

Immediately after, Lee Jong-ho gritted his teeth and broke out.

This choice is a decent straight line pumping serve.

“Why didn’t you move?”

“I understand, I’ve been pretending just now, and now I can’t keep up with my physical strength?”

Keigo did not react, and Lee Jong-ho couldn’t help but be surprised.

When the tennis ball shoots alone, it is only a few seconds away from flying out of bounds.

Half a court away from tennis, Lee Jong-ho didn’t believe that this kind of ball could not score.

The excited expression was Lee Jong-ho’s unconcealable joy.

“How come!”

But the next moment, Lee Jong-ho was blinded.

At the last moment when the tennis ball swept off the bottom line, Keigo raised his hand.

The tennis byte set turned a corner and flew in front of the racket in the track.

“Without using a medium, you can manipulate the tennis ball between the palms of your hands.”

“Advanced realm?!”

Granny Sugi was stunned.

“Am I too old to keep up with the times?”

“The current junior high school students are so strong to such an outrageous degree?”

High-level fields, professional arenas are very rare.

It is also used by the top group of people.

In U17, almost no one will comprehend the advanced field.

Any Guo Jia is the same.

But the Ministry of Traces, who is only twelve years old, has actually comprehended the advanced realm, and it is terrifying!

To sum it up in a word, it is that the traces are inherently invincible.

With a wave of the hand, the tennis ball is at hand, and this level of defense is difficult to score.

“No wonder it’s so arrogant, it turns out to be a meeting field!”

Lee Jong-ho stared at Keigo Jibu, unwilling to accept everything in front of him.

“Not everyone is as incompetent as you, and the advanced field is hard?”

“I’ll let you know what is truly powerful.”

Indifferently glanced at Lee Jong-ho, and Keigo’s ice-blue racket slashed down like a battle axe.

The ice crystals exploded, and the tennis balls swept out with the raging waves.

“Boom!”

The racket made contact with the tennis ball, and Lee Jong-ho looked excited.

It’s been so long that it’s been a rare way to shake the serve head-on.

“That’s it!”

Lee Jong-ho is excited, which represents a good start.

It means that the physical energy consumption of the trace department is too great, and no matter how strong the strength is, it cannot be perfectly played.

This also means that Lao Tzu’s opportunity has come!

“Children are still children, and their strength has reached this level, and they like to tease people.”

Granny Shan, who has more brains than Lee Jong-ho.

It can be clearly seen that if the trace department did not release water, how could Lee Jong-ho successfully catch the ball?

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

The fierce white-hot battle still looks very exciting.

However, the onlookers were stunned.

In such a fierce battle, the trace department actually stood in place and did not move.

Like a dog, Lee Jong-ho runs back and forth to catch the ball, and his physical energy is very fast.

It was only about ten minutes, and I was almost out of breath.

Look at Keigo again?

Even the hair is fresh and stylish, where there is the slightest sign of excessive physical exertion.

“We’re neon, but there’s a powerful character.”

“Then Lee Jong-ho is the NO·2 of Asibar U17, and he was completely hung up and beaten.”

“Hmph, Arcee Bar is a cheap, only bullying the weak, bumping into the trace is his retribution.”