Tennis: One-on-one with the villain master, Kaido starts

"Oh my god!"

"What, what is that?"

The players of the Swiss team in the waiting area stood up in unison, staring at the three lights rising in the air with wide eyes in disbelief.

Different dimensions are common, but different dimensions that can transform into three figures are not common.

Amadeus and Onokieha,

looked at each other and remained silent.

In the court,

Irie Kanata's 'One Qi into Three Pure Ones' has begun to gradually change into specific shapes.

Those are three figures with different shapes and clothes.

A strongman representing strength!

An athlete representing speed!

A coach representing technology!

The three magical dimensions radiate warm white and silver light all over their bodies at the same time.

As Irie Kanata swings his racket!

The silver light becomes stronger and stronger, reaches a peak, and suddenly explodes.

‘Boom——’

The moment the tennis ball touched the racket, a sharp explosion sounded from the racket to the surroundings, sweeping everything around.

The tennis ball flew out,

like a meteor in the daytime, it fell with a bang!

This ball!

Power!

Speed!

Technique!

The three are perfectly integrated, reaching a natural and extreme state.

“Oops!”

Standing in the backcourt, Peter Lambiel felt the vague sense of destruction emanating from the tennis ball, his face suddenly sank, and he shouted at Henry in the frontcourt.

“Henry! Don’t catch it——”

Peter Lambiel, a senior high school student, knew that his junior junior would definitely catch it to prove himself.

Sure enough!

Henry Nobel III didn’t listen to Peter’s words at all.

The next second.

The whole body was full of momentum, condensed to the peak state.

A sharp aristocratic aura suddenly rose up, condensing into a mist-like sharp blade bit by bit.

"Come on!"

Henry held the racket tightly with both hands, lunged forward, and his slender arms burst out with great power.

Swing-

Henry's two rackets touched the tennis ball, and in just a moment, he felt a suffocating feeling of being crushed.

"So... so heavy..."

From wrist to arm, a tearing pain filled the whole body.

Looking at the stalemate on the racket.

At this moment,

Henry knew he was wrong.

Is this the power of a world-class top powerhouse?

"Still... still, really strong..."

In order to hone him, the old coach Onokieha deliberately let him play as a junior high school student. Henry knew how much pressure this matter could be achieved.

In order not to disappoint the Swiss team and the old coach!

A dazzling pure white light burst out from Henry!

"I want to win!"

The tennis ball is deadlocked!

Henry Nobel III, the silver-white light on his body rose to the sky.

Inside the court,

Everyone who saw this silver-white light couldn't help but change their face.

"The ultimate of flawless! It's actually flawless!"

The players of the Neon team are too familiar with this light, which is the world-famous move of Mr. Echizen Nanjiro.

"It actually inspired that kid to realize the flawless, what a terrible talent!"

Bidaoyuan's face condensed, looking at Amadeus in the waiting area on the other side.

At this time,

Amadeus's face was no less shocked than the people of the Neon team.

"Coach, what is that?"

"The light of reserve!"

Unlike Amadeus, the shock in Onokieha's eyes only flashed for a moment, and then he explained.

"The light of reserve will stimulate some mental power."

......

The 82-year-old Onokieha is simply a living fossil in the tennis world.

He has studied the trajectory and direction of tennis development over the past few decades.

Among them!

Especially the ‘light of reserve’, which was even recorded in ancient documents.

The [glory of love] of those who sincerely experience the joy of tennis.

The [glory of loneliness] of those who experience the origin of strength and understand its limit.

And as recorded in ancient documents, when one breaks one’s own limit and gradually has a clearer understanding of one’s own strength... and weakness, the light of reserve will wrap the whole body.

That is the [glory of fortitude] of those who become stronger because of someone.

After listening to Onokieha’s explanation, the players of the Swiss team looked towards the court.

Henry Nobel III’s momentum has gradually declined!

‘Light of reserve’, the main feature is a glory!

When its glory dims, it is the time when Henry loses.

Irie looked at Henry, who was struggling, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

"You are indeed a junior high school player who can play. You are stronger than I was when I was in junior high school.Too many."

"What a pity!"

"You don't have a good coach."

Irie's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth murmured slightly.

In his mind, the memory of being bloodbathed by Coach Aizen once again surged out, and the tide of pain poured into his mind, sweeping over and over again.

He Irie is the best actor in the world!

The performance he made is also the best performance in the world!

"Three Purities into One! Aizen's True Body!"

'Om——'

The three figures in the air turned into bright particles, gathered towards the center, and condensed into the appearance of Coach Aizen.

Irie, an excellent performer, has the best natural materials.

Every coach in Chiba Stadium is the world's top tennis player.

These materials,

If you imitate them a little better and perform the essence of several people, Irie will benefit from them for life!

The shadow of Aizen in the air, holding the Zanpakutō!

The blade is down!

Irie hummed softly,

"Bloom! Mirror Flower Water Moon——"

'Buzz——'

A light blue water ripple spread from the tip of the knife.

Looking at the water ripples cast by Aizen's phantom, Henry and Peter looked nervous and alert.

Henry found that his 'light of reserve' gradually overshadowed the light of Aizen's phantom.

Tennis ball!

It hit back!

'Boom——'

Looking at the ball with explosive power, a proud smile rose on Henry's pale face.

The game on the court,

began to enter a one-sided situation!

Henry Nobel III, the better the game, the brighter and more dazzling the light of the "light of reserve"!

Peter was also immersed in it!

He was sensitive to a strange spiritual power in the air, but the increasingly dazzling "light of reserve" on Henry dispelled his doubts.

The stronger your teammates are!

Winning the game is what you deserve!

"Henry, go all out."

Peter Lambiel, running in small steps, cooperated with Henry.

The two moved back and forth, and their cooperation complemented each other!

The sound of the referee announcing the score!

The sound of the audience shouting and cheering!

The sound of teammates encouraging and supporting!

All kinds of sounds intertwined, making Peter and Henry more and more confident!

'Bang——'

As a tennis ball fell to the ground,

"GAME, the Swiss team scored, 5:1. "

Peter and Henry were completely immersed in the joy of their upcoming victory.

At this moment!

An old and helpless sigh sounded.