The Strongest Player in Sports

"hateful!"

Byodoin's face was hard to see the extreme.

Last time, Zongshen was stuck in the fantasy world for five minutes.

But this time?

It was directly cracked and it was of no use.

In the face of Zongshen, who had no dead ends, a huge pressure emerged in Byodoin's heart.

But he understands that now is not the time to complain.

what!

Toss the ball again.

The power of the pirates broke out, concentrated on one beat, and struggling to return the ball.

"Take it, Zongshen!!

boom!

The destructive breath surged, and the tennis pegs pierced the court.

The figure of pirates of the world appeared behind him, and the sound of rolling waves resounded throughout the audience.

The moment the tennis ball flew out, the world pirates also rushed out.

Stabbed!

The Western sword cut down, and a sharp light passed.

"as you wish!"

Zongshen has no fear.

Ignoring the shadow of the world's pirates, he grabbed his arm and lashed towards the bounced tennis ball.

boom!

The power of the gods rages.

Under the shocking eyes of people, the power of different dimensions merged with the power of light shot 25.

The terrible power swept across, causing the court to burst.

Boom!

Tennis shot burst.

The air flow condenses in it, and there is a sharp sonic boom.

"bring it on!"

Byodoin grumbled.

The golden brilliance enveloped the racquet.

Before and after reaching the net, quickly wave the racquet.

Boom!

The tennis ball flew back.

Zongshen is fearless, the power of the gods gathers, grabbing his arms.

オ A ball that crossed halftime was blasted back, and landed in a loud vibration.

"drink!"

The Byodo-in Temple is not evasive.

The arm muscles bulged and beat hard.

boom!

The tennis spike pierced half of the court and landed in front of Zongshen.

"Thunder!'

Zongshen drank low.

Racquet waved, and the violent thumping sound exploded.

A purple thunder light flashed, and then disappeared.

"not good!'

Byodoin's eyes narrowed.

Want to catch the trace of the tennis ball.

But the speed of this ball is beyond imagination, and may have reached 320KM/H or more.

At the moment he was looking for it, the ball had crashed to the ground.

boom!

The sound rang.

But he didn't give him a chance to react and rushed out of bounds.

30---0!

"It's Zongshen's Thunder Strike!

"The speed is too fast, completely beyond the scope of professional grade!"

"This kind of high-speed ball, even if the sixth sense is turned on to capture the trajectory, I am afraid that the body will not be able to react?"

"There is no accident in the match, Zongshen kept his position as the leader!

"It's not that Byodoin Temple is too weak, but Zongshen is too strong!"

An army member sighed and said.

"The time for Phoenix to enter the world professional level is still too short."

Tanegashima shook his head.

Both are world professional.

But one person is the pinnacle, and the other is just the beginning.

This gap is actually not that big.

It is a pity that in this kind of duel, the small gap will be infinitely magnified.

So much so that it was completely suppressed like Byodoin Temple.

"But it was also expected."

Echizen Ryoga smiled.

He was not optimistic about Byodo-in Temple before the match.

Because how long has it been for Byodo-In Temple to enter the professional level, the most pre- and mid-term level.

And Zongshen?

There was this kind of strength two years ago.

Now that two years have passed and the strength is increasing greatly, it is natural to suppress the Byodo-in Temple.

"Yes!

The team members nodded in exclamation.

on court.

Fierce battle is still going on.

In just a while, Zongshen scored the third point.

40---0!

"Woo~"

Byodoin gasped.

Sweat slipped from the forehead, soaking the collar.

But he was not at all discouraged, let alone compromised.

boom!

The racquet waved, the power of the pirates burst, and the ball blasted away.

Zongshen watched the tennis ball rush in.

In the blink of an eye, I found myself in an illusion.

The pirates of the world rushed, and the Western sword in his hand chopped and slashed, drawing a sharp brilliance.

It's a pity it's useless.

Zongshen cracked the illusion almost instantaneously.

The forces of different dimensions condensed and flew the ball back again.

"drink!"

Byodoin shouted.

Block the front when the tennis ball bounces on the ground.

call out!

Swing violently to catch the ball.

The arm muscles are bulging, as hard as steel, as if they contain infinite power.

Boom!

Light shot-destruction!

And the power of different dimensions circulates above it.

The tennis shot is extremely powerful.

what!

Zongshen was not afraid at all, and rushed away quickly.

The ball was hit back with a terrible roar.

"World Pirates!"

Byodoin yelled.

Hundreds of rays of light were formed when the racquet waved.

At the same time, the sound of rolling waves spread, and the skeleton pirate laughed bloodthirsally, releasing amazing murderous intent.

"bring it on!"

Zongshen drank.

Watching the flying tennis ball, another dimension flashed.

After cracking the illusion, his arm held the racket and lashed towards the tennis ball.

"Byodoin!'

"The leader of the team is still me!!!"

Buzz!

The light swept across the audience, and the harsh roar blasted.

Air, ground, venue!

Everything is shaking, as if it will be destroyed at any time.

Light shot: flying bird!

boom!

The tennis ball flew fast, and the air was torn in half, forming a vacuum zone.

Terror was crushed by a 990 ball, as if to destroy everything that was blocked.

Byodoin's eyes shrank into needles.

A fatal threat was felt from this ball.

Let him know that he can't catch the ball at all.

Boom!

The court trembled, and the debris splashed.

However, Byodoin immediately reacted, even knowing that he could not accept it, he did not give up.

boom!

Racquet waved and the two touched.

The air wave exploded centered on the hitting point, and a series of sonic booms were heard.

The dust on the ground surged and soon enveloped the court.

"Guru~"

The players swallowed.

Then he looked on the court, trying to see what was going on inside.

But the dust was covered, and there was nothing to be seen.

It wasn't until the breeze blew and dispersed the smoke that everything on the court was revealed.

"Tick~"

I saw Byodoin kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath.

The racquet in his hand had already exploded, and his arm was shaking constantly.

The players looked stagnant, and then couldn't say a word.

"Byodoin, you lost!"

Zongshen gasped, then smiled.

In middle school, Byodoin was able to compete with him.

But he is no longer that middle school boy.

After years of hard training and hard work, he has surpassed all opponents and became the strongest of the new generation!.

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