Tennis: Man in Neon, God’s Dazai

Swish...

With a cold face, the track threw the tennis ball high.

At the same time, his entire body tensed up instantly.

Bend your knees slightly, like a longbow with a full string.

In the next moment, the body that was ready to attack suddenly activated.

As you swing your arm, you press the racket from your wrist with a powerful force.

Bang!

With a roar, the tennis ball flashed a yellow glow on the racket.

The tennis ball shot like a bullet and smashed towards ~ Osamu Dazai's court.

"Here, Don Wiser of the Trace Department serves!-"

The Ice Emperor's faces were overjoyed.

No matter how many times you watch it, this kind of gorgeous serve will make people feel amazing.

"Is that Tezuka's zero-style serve?"

Kawamura looked at the serve of the trace and couldn't help but wonder.

"No, that's Don Wise's serve. "

Kan Sadaji pushed the frame of the mirror and said in a deep voice.

"It uses strong wrist strength to shoot the thrown ball from a high downward. "

"Hit a ball that spins at high speed like a swallow flash. "

"When the ball hits the opponent's court, it barely bounces, but slides forward quickly against the ground. "

The people of the Holy Night were stunned when they heard this.

It's just that if it just barely bounces, it's still far from a zero serve that doesn't bounce at all.

Even the zero serve was ineffective against Osamu Dazai, let alone Tang Huaiser's serve.

Airplanes!

I saw a buzz in the space above the court.

An invisible wave of qi surged, and the tennis ball that was gliding against the ground hovered in front of Osamu Dazai itself.

"Traces, carrying pain, carrying the thought of defeating me, grow up!"

With a low shout, Osamu Dazai's momentum suddenly exploded.

Centered on itself, the surrounding wind exploded.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai, bathed in the sun, is as majestic as a god walking in the world.

"World-class skills - thunder fall!"

Cracking sound!!

Everyone only felt that there was a thunderbolt in their ears, and there was a roar of the thunder dragon in front of them.

The sky, which should have been clear, seemed to be shrouded in endless thunderclouds at the moment.

Endless thunder can be faintly seen, exuding the terrifying power of destroying everything.

Under the dense furious thunder, everyone seemed to see a god waving down.

As his arm fell, endless thunder slammed down on the ground.

Bang!!

In an instant, tennis seemed to be divided into billions, and instantly enveloped half of the court.

"Whoa!"

Wait for the reaction of the traces.

The tennis ball has smashed against the edge of the baseline, leaving a scorched black mark.

It is then reflected above the iron mesh and penetrates.

“30-0！"

"Damn, why can't I take the same move!"

Traces had already struggled to save the ball.

But Osamu Dazai in the ice world has no dead ends at all.

It was empty, and there was not a single pillar of ice that represented a dead end.

"How can there be people who don't have any dead spots at all?"

The traces were very uncomfortable, and the Holy Night and the Ice Emperor's candidates were shocked.

The complete transformation of Thunder Fall has reached a truly world-class power.

More terrifying than any previous sighting.

That's when everyone was stunned.

Osamu Dazai has reached the point where they can't reach it.

It's a kind of despair that makes people feel bitter just by looking at it.

Even at the national level, in front of Osamu Dazai, he is as powerless as a child facing an adult.

Bang!

Bang!

“1-0！"

It's a crisp and neat two balls, or a simple and crude world-class ball skill - thunder.

The ice world of the trace was directly hit to collapse, and it couldn't even catch a single ball.

"Osamu Dazai's serve!"

Sakaki Taro, who served as the interim referee, was immediately announced.

"It's coming!"

When it came to Osamu Dazai's serve, everyone was very excited, whether it was the Holy Night or the Ice Emperor's main selection.

Although this is somewhat sorry for the ministry... Traces of the Department.

But Osamu Dazai's powerful and gorgeous ball skills have long been deeply imprinted in their hearts. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Even any of the Ice Emperor's positive selection surfaces would not admit it.

But in my heart, I have long regarded Osamu Dazai as the most admired idol!

When your strength is only a little stronger than others, it may attract the jealousy of others.

But if it's a strength that is completely above others, then the harvest is definitely a fanatical admirer.

Today's Osamu Dazai is the idol who is fanatically worshiped by everyone present. []

"In the name of God, Heavenly Edict!"

Osamu Dazai's eyes at this moment seemed to be able to see thousands of stars.

The deep voice fell, and everyone present was in a trance, as if listening to the edict of God sincerely.

When everyone was about to kneel down and worship the true God, an unprecedented roar exploded in their ears.

The fantasy of the heavens shattered directly.

What followed was a bitter wind blowing in the face.

In a situation where no one, including the traces, can be seen clearly.

At the feet of the tracks, there is a tennis ball deeply embedded in the ground, and it is even spinning strongly.

“15-0！"

Sakaki Taro was stunned for a long time, took a deep breath, and read out the score.

And then....

Destroying all the way, with the same move, Osamu Dazai directly won two more goals.

The score, unsurprisingly, came to 40-0!

"Damn!"

"I can't see, I can't touch, I can't feel, how can this be!"

Traces clenched their fists and tried all sorts of things, but to no avail.

From beginning to end, he just stood in place stunned and watched Osamu Dazai perform his gorgeous ball skills.

And then...

Easy to score!!

"It's not good to go on like this, he can't break the opponent's serve at all. "

Ryo Shishido frowned.

"It's clearly the same move, and even the movements are constantly slowing down, as if deliberately trying to make the traces clear. "

"But even so, I still can't catch it at all. "

The Ice Emperor is also helpless in their hearts.

Osamu Dazai released the water was already obvious, but the trace still broke any goal.

If it goes on like this, won't it be directly broken?

Tick......

Tick......

Regardless of the outside world, the trace body hung low, allowing the sweat to continue dripping.

When everyone couldn't notice it, Osamu Dazai finally had a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you finally going to wake up?"

"If I can't wake up, I'll be disappointed, Trace. "

Rumble!

"I.... But Keigo Keibe!"

"It's the King of the Ice Emperor!"

Glaring angrily, the trace only felt that the brain was empty like never before at this moment.

Suddenly, a cold wind appeared out of thin air around the tracks, quickly enveloping the entire stadium.

Everyone felt the bone-chilling coldness of the Dao, and what followed was the overbearing counterattack of the traces.

Bang!

The racket just swung downward.

There was a crackling crack, like the sound of ice breaking.

Whew!

The tennis ball is like a violent blizzard.

The whole world was dyed silvery white in an instant.

Overwhelming!

Everyone who felt this coldness was like falling into an absolute ice empire.

It was the kingdom that belonged only to Keigo of the other traces.

Traces of the Kingdom!Ding!.