The Strongest Player in Sports

"Makinofuji is going to lose!"

"Yes, who can resist the combination of Oni Jujiro and Tokugawa Kazuya?"

"Although Takashi Yokoyama and the others are good in strength, they are too far apart from the two!"

The audience whispered.

It is not that they despise Makinofuji's two people, but that there is a huge gap between the two sides.

boom!

Oni Jujiro served again during the discussion.

The tennis ball burst out, although it is not a black tomahawk, but it is also infinitely powerful.

"drink!"

Yokoyama from the front court drank high and low, and quickly intercepted.

However, the moment racquet received the Let's ball, he felt a terrifying force.

Chi Chi!

The tennis ball hits violently, like a cannonball.

Under the impact of great force, the racket surface sinks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How can strength be so strong?"

Gaozhi Yokoyama's face changed drastically.

He did not expect that a Flat ball of Oni Jujiro would have such a terrifying power.

racquet quickly picked up, showing a fifty degree angle

In a low drink, with his arms hard, he cut away towards the tennis ball.

Stabbed!

The impact of the tennis ball stagnated and then burst back.

monument!

The tennis ball slammed into the ground, a loud sound was heard, and the ground was full of dust.

Ah! Ah! Ah! 25

The powerful cyclone rolled up, tearing everything apart like a wind blade.

"good!"

Oni Jujiro nodded.

Although the opponent is a third-year student, he has a strong power ball. Even if he joins the training camp, he is not a weak one.

Racquet waved, his right hand turned into afterimages, as if thousands of arms waved together.

Boom!

The air was torn apart, and the air surge spread to the surroundings.

The force penetrates the racquet, and the dust is lifted behind Oni Jujiro.

The Seigaku uniform on his body was wringed.

"Black Tomahawk!"

boom!

The air trembled.

The dark purple light renders the tennis ball.

The terrifying roar blasted, resounding through the sky like thunder.

The ultimate power sweeps, even if they are far apart, people can perceive the horror of the ball.

"It's the black battle axe of Senior Ghost again!"

under court.

Kikumaru exclaimed in excitement.

"This is the strength of Senior Oni Jujirou!"

Tejia and Yukimura looked at each other.

This kind of terrifying ball, even if they are not sure to take it.

"Senior Ghost wants to make a quick fight?"

Inui Sadaharu pushed the frame, a little curious.

"Black Tomahawk!"

Bei Chuanlin looked at the ball coming with the gloomy light, his face solemn to the extreme.

Thinking back to the destruction brought about by this ball, he trembled all over.

Not to mention the counterattack of such a terrible ball, it is a question of whether it can be caught or not.

Boom!

The two lost the courage to fight back.

I could only watch the ball hit the ground and then bounced out.

30--0!

Oni Jujiro scored.

The audience was silent at first, and then there was an uproar.

"This ball is terrible!

"Makinofuji's Yokoyama Takashi and Kitagawa Rin can not return the ball!"

"I don't have the courage to connect the ball. There is no need for this match!"

"It's not that the two are too timid, but the ball is too scary!"

There was a lot of discussion in the surrounding audience, and their gazes at Oni Jujiro were shocked.

The black tomahawk conquered all spectators in the arena with one ball.

Makinofuji rest area

Byōdōin Hōō looked at the match on the court with a face full of silence.

In fact, he knew the result when Oni and Tokugawa appeared on the stage.

Both of them are world-class masters. Even if he played, he would probably not be opponents, let alone Bei Chuanlin and the others.

"This match"

Kaji Kazena opened her mouth.

Originally I wanted to say that I was defeated, but seeing the silence of the teammates, I swallowed again.

On the field.

Yokoyama Takashi and Beichuanlin took a deep breath.

Oni Jujiro's serve is too strong, they can't catch it at all.

If you continue to serve, you can imagine that the two might not even get a point.

"continue!"

Beichuan Lin Xin was unwilling.

opposite.

Oni Jujiro threw the ball up, his arm muscles bulged, and his strength gathered in one beat.

Waiting for the moment the ball fell, racquet waved down.

Boom!

The explosion sounded from the audience.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The air was torn apart, a series of explosive noises were emitted, and then the hurricane was rolled up and spread around.

call out!

The tennis ball penetrated halftime and hit the ground violently, causing the court to tremble.

After the bounce, the power is not diminished, like a cannonball.

"bring it on!"

Hengshan Gaozhi growled low.

This time he did not evade, but chose to fight back.

After all, they are Makinofuji players and have their own pride. If they don't have the courage to connect the ball, they will give up early.

system!

Step forward and rush towards the tennis ball.

When it reappears, it is already before tennis.

Racquet fought hard, and the force of horror swept through, making Yokoyama Takashi constantly retreat.

But in a low growl, he fought back.

boom!

The tennis ball flew back, but only rushed through the net, and once the figure was blocked in front.

It's Tokugawa Kazuya!

"Hit the ball!"

boom!

A whisper sounded, followed by a thunderbolt.

The racquet whipping with shining golden light.

The ball that flew back upside down stopped in midair for an instant.

"drink!"

Tokugawa Kazuya yelled and waved his arms fully.

The golden light illuminates the audience, and an aura of destruction swept all around.

"707 What a terrible ball!"

The faces of Hengshan Gaozhi and Beichuanlin changed dramatically.

The power of this ball is no weaker than Oni Jujiro's black tomahawk, it is a world-class stunt.

"give it to me!"

Beichuanlin growled.

Squat down and lift racquet over his shoulders.

The arm muscles are bulging, as hard as metal.

Faced with the flying tennis ball, headed up.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The air seemed to be evacuated, and then a series of explosions sounded.

Racquet caught the Let ball, and the force spread all over his body.

Taste!

The tennis ball did not penetrate the racquet.

However, the isolation net behind Beichuanlin burst and a huge leak appeared.

The surrounding audience was frightened and backed away quickly.

"hateful!"

Beichuanlin growled low, feeling the tremendous pressure.

Pedal! Pedal! Permit!

Under the impact of the light hit, the body was knocked back again and again.

There was severe pain in both feet and hands.

Taste!

A crisp sound rang, and under everyone's horrified eyes, racquet broke.

The tennis ball and half of the racquet fell heavily to the ground.

Boom!

The ground burst and the dust was flying.

Qi Jin swept around like a storm, and countless fragments rose up and turned into bullets to shoot around.

The audience stagnated.

All the audience was stunned!.

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