The Strongest Player in Sports

"where?!"

Irie Kanata stared at the ball.

Under the contraction of his pupils, the black battle axe, which was fast to the extreme, seemed to have been pressed the slow key, and its speed became slow.

boom!

There was a roar, and the tennis ball hit the ground, and a black mark was drawn on the ground.

Under Irie's gaze, all of this can be seen clearly.

"drink!"

He did not step forward, but slammed his feet to the ground, and his body burst back.

When he retreated to the baseline, he stepped on it fiercely, and his body sprinted quickly.

Relying on the strength of the sprint, Irie Kanata leapt up-.

what!

Towed by racquet, the black battle axe was instantly led to the sky.

The center of gravity jumps vertically!

Facing this terrible goal of Oni Jujiro, Irie once again imitated Oni Jujiro's stunt.

Want to stop the black battle axe by this trick.

Chi Chi!

The violent impact dented the surface of the racket.

Tennis is like a big fish in the net, desperately breaking free from the shackles of the fishing net.

"go back!"

Irie's left eye was closed tightly, and the arm holding the pat was shaking violently.

That terrible impact put him under tremendous pressure.

"Go back, ah ah ah!!!"

With a loud shout, Irie exhausted all her strength and dunked Racquet fiercely.

boom!

The black gloom on the tennis ball flashed and dissipated in an instant. After a wave of air, it blasted towards Oni Jujiro's halftime.

"Fight back?"

"Great, there is still a chance!"

"Come on Irie, you must win!"

Yamabuki's team was taken aback when seeing this scene, and then cheered instantly.

This counterattack seemed to regain confidence in Yamabuki's people, and they started to cheer loudly again.

"Ah!"

Zongshen let out a chuckle and raised his arm under everyone's gaze.

Snapped!

The crisp fingers resounded throughout the audience, and the girl support group outside the court seemed to have received some instructions, and they screamed in an instant.

The girl’s unique soprano shell directly crushed the voice of the Yamabuki team members.

Listen hard, the whole arena is full of Seigaku cheering.

"Seigaku will win, Yamabuki will lose!"

"Champion Seigaku!"

"Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng!

The voice of the girl Tweeter covered all the cheering, Yamabuki's cheerleaders were angry, and each one glared at Zongshen.

What a bully!

Even if the match crushes them, even the cheerleaders don't let them go.

"Little white face!"

Yamabuki's male compatriot gritted his teeth while looking at Zongshen's handsome face.

......

On the field, Oni Jujiro looked serious.

He didn't expect that Irie Kanata would be able to hit his black battle axe back in this situation.

"What about the second ball?!"

Oni Jujiro roared, watching the tennis ball that fell in front of him, and racquet hit it again fiercely.

No skills, no hands!

The purple-black light illuminates the entire halftime, and the tennis ball is shrouded in light, as if being crushed by invisible power, the entire ball body is dry.

boom!

A more terrifying roar sounded, and the black battle axe went forward.

"Don't think about it!"

Irie Kanata yelled and rushed towards the tennis ball, sweat dancing as she ran.

boom!

With the dull impact, Irie Kanata's breathing was stagnant, only to feel that the ball hit him violently like a car.

That terrible power raged, and racquet, clenched by his fingers, flew out under his unwilling gaze.

Snapped!

The ball bounced out, but Racquet had fallen to the ground.

People looked at the racquet on the ground, and there was a deep shock in their eyes.

Because under this ball, Irie's racquet became distorted and was completely destroyed by the black battle axe.

"Tick~"

Cold sweat slipped from Irie's forehead, his arm muscles were squirming, and a throbbing pain came, making him subconsciously gritted his teeth.

Forcibly catching the ball, his arm showed symptoms of muscle cramps.

"Second ball!"

Oni Jujiro looked at Irie, and had no intention of being merciful.

As Seigaku's pick, his task is to win this match for Seigaku.

"Trouble!"

Irie wanted to use her acting skills to show a gentle smile just like before.

But in the face of the powerful Oni Jujiro, he couldn't do the same drunkenness in the past anyway.

Now that his arm is injured, the possibility of hitting the black battle axe back is slim.

boom!

When Irie thought about it and changed the racquet, Oni Jujiro had already served.

Black battle axe!

The purple and black light shone, and instantly cut through half of the arena.

Irie stood there blankly and didn't pick it up because he couldn't pick it up because his arm was injured.

Boom!

The roar sounded and the black tomahawk scored.

30--0!

...For flowers...

"The match is over!"

Off the court, Zongshen stood up, knowing that there were no accidents in this match.

Although Irie Kanata scored four points from Oni Jujiro, it's over.

boom!

The last ball falls and the match ends.

6--4!

Oni Jujiro won.

"Lost!"

Sweat kept slipping from Irie's forehead, soaking his clothes.

He was a little lost, and after seeing the score on the scoreboard, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This match is different from previous matches.

In the past, the match was lost. A large part of the reason was that he was performing and did not use his real strength at all.

But in the match with Oni Jujiro, he tried everything.

...0

It's a pity that I lost in the end.

"You are strong!"

Irie Kanata put his mind away and reached out to the net and stretched out his hand.

Seeing Irie's friendly handshake, Oni Jujiro also stretched out his hand and nodded to the opponent, then turned and walked off the arena.

"Follow the mission!"

Oni Jujiro came to Zongshen and said solemnly.

Although there were some problems in the middle of the match, the final result remained unchanged.

"Um!"

Zongshen nodded, then looked at the referee.

Sure enough, with the end of the singles second match, referee immediately announced the final result.

"Seigaku vs. Yamabuki, the score is 3--1, Seigaku wins!'

"So the school that entered the final of the Tokyo Metropolitan Contest is-Youth Gakuen!"

When the final verdict fell, Yamabuki's people were downcast, but Seigaku's team members cheered, and the surrounding audience clapped their hands and applauded Seigaku.

......

"Our opponent in the next match is indeed Seigaku!"

Outside the stadium, Mitsuya Akuto pushed the frame with a serious face.

Their opponents are not strong, so the match ended early.

When Hyotei and his party arrived, they happened to see the match between Oni Jujiro and Irie Kanata.

Seeing the match between the two, Akuto felt a huge sense of crisis in his heart.

Because this year's Seigaku is stronger than last year!

PS: I don’t know how many shifts are today. The guarantee is seven shifts, but see if there is time. If there is time, it’s still ten shifts.

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