"What was that?"

The huge sense of impact on his spirit made Akutagawa retreat from his sleeping god realm in an instant. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info he just felt very clearly, he hit a real ball, but since the other ball can score, of course it is also a real ball.

But there was only one ball. In an official match, it is not allowed to have several balls played at the same time.

"Are you ready? I'm going to serve. Fuji Feng closed his eyes, but the realm of the sleeping god that he completely controlled could already allow him to use his subconscious to accurately control his actions in his sleep, except that there would be no symptoms of drowsiness, which was no different from wakefulness.

What Fuji Feng just used was the standard play of the third realm, allowing a ball to hit a clone. From being able to freely control one ball into two and fight against each other without flaws, until you can conjure ten balls, it can be regarded as the apex of the third realm.

Unlike Tachibana's Balls Flurry, each of these balls is real. Echizen, who has just entered the seamless Echizen in the original work, is actually strictly speaking, it can't be a two-ball realm, he just splits a ball in half and hits the real two balls.

But even such a "two-ball" realm makes Yukimura difficult to deal with!

What's more, Fujimine hit two perfect goals, not to mention that the opponent is Akutagawa Jiro, who is still in the second realm.

"Phew!"

"At the end of the game, Fuji Feng won, the score is 6-0!"

"It's finally Uncle Ben's turn." Kibe stood up from the second beach chair he had brought, and his solemnity and majesty were swept away, replaced by his usual arrogant expression.

"It's back to normal, this is the real trace!" Shinobu secretly cheered for the traces in his heart, and at the same time cast a grateful glance at the god coach.

Not strictly speaking, in fact, the Ice Emperor has already lost this game. Similarly, without a coach, Qingxue was alone, and the Ice Emperor was full of beards and tails, and the captain was in the formation, but he was defeated under the huge pressure brought by Teng Feng alone, such a thing, I'm afraid no one can believe it.

Really, neither can Yukimura. But Fujimine did it.

Therefore, the state of the trace department has been unstable since just now, until the god coach sat in the position of the trace department, and there was no trace department to worry about, and it was reverted to that trace department, and that appearance would cause the audience to shout wildly, and the trace department that snapped his fingers could end everything.

"The winner is the Trace! The winner is the trace! The winner is the trace! Shinobu watched the steps of the trace department as if he was in the world, and couldn't help but shout.

"The winner is the trace!"

"The winner is the trace!"

"The winner is the trace!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the entire Ice Emperor's people shouted along, even Rijiruo didn't have the slightest other thoughts, and shouted and cheered for the traces with all their attention.

And behind the trace, the shouting sound became louder and louder, and the sound became more and more mixed, as if it was not just the seven teammates of the Ice Emperor who were shouting behind him, but thousands of fanatical fans who were shouting for him!

This is the realm of the traces, the "way" of the traces.

"Smack!"

The crisp snapping of fingers sounded, and it was obviously an empty field, but endless echoes poured up from all directions, and the cheers came to an abrupt end.

“IamKing！” The words that came out of his mouth turned out to be English, and unlike Echizen's casual hip-hop accent, it was a standard, meticulous British pronunciation, and when you close your eyes and listen, it looks like an emperor who conquered the continent thousands of years ago and was crowned by the Pope!

With some emotion in his eyes, he looked at the court on this grass, smiled and shook his head, it is no longer the time when the junior group champion in Europe is calling for wind and rain!

However, in the new era, Uncle Ben is still the only emperor!

"Huh!"

The coat draped over Kibe's shoulders fluttered in the wind, and before he could retract the gesture of waving his hand, Kibe's mouth finally came out in Japanese: "Indulge in Uncle Ben's fine arts!" ”

"Why didn't you kill you as a pretending criminal." Fuji Feng scolded with a smile: "Okay, let's start quickly!" ”

"Clams? Really want to start? Tracebe held his head high, as if he was staring at Fuji Feng with his nostrils and talking, "You don't have to take a break?" ”

"Just that little piece of garbage you guys just had?" The realm of the god of sleep also has a role, waking up from deep sleep, can bring endless wakefulness to Fuji Feng, that is, even if the game is longer, longer than the time for Fuji Feng to sleep, he can hold on, "You think I need to rest?" ”

"Dare to say that the Ice Emperor is rubbish, after so many years, you are the first." The face of the trace department instantly darkened by half, Nima is a ball, and he slapped his face in the face!

"There will be seven more soon," Teng Feng shook his head at the seven Qingxue people standing behind him, and said, "Isn't it?" ”

“……”

No one spoke. Just kidding, except for him Tengfeng, who would dare to play like this? What's more, Coach Ryuzaki is still standing here, one is not good, and it is a fraternity seat for the elderly, which is something more terrifying than sardine sauce and black pine sand.

"Isn't it embarrassing?" Teng Feng shrugged, you can, I remember you, wait for Lao Tzu to take out the Laoshan holy water, I see if you are afraid of the old people's fraternity seat or the Laoshan white flower snake grass water!

"Hahaha, don't make people laugh off their big teeth!" The track racket was horizontal, and he said sharply: "Don't talk nonsense, Uncle Ben has served!" ”

"Phew, according to the rules I set just now, it would have been your Ice Emperor's turn to serve. It's as if you've changed my rules and robbed me of my serve. Fuji Feng pursed his lips and turned around and walked backwards.

"Bang!"

"Brush, brush, brush!"

After the serve of the trace part landed, it didn't bounce up, but just slid straight out against the ground!

"What kind of serve is he?" Kikumaru was shocked, knowing that the serve is not allowed to catch the ball before it lands, otherwise it will be considered a foul to the opponent to score. Isn't a serve that doesn't bounce invincible?

"Don Wyser's serve, taken from Shakespeare's opera, is an aristocratic tennis ball that will never bounce off after landing." Shinobu is obviously well aware of the new move of the trace department, "Ryosuke Fujimine, it is claimed that there is no serve that can't be counterattacked, I want to see how he fights back!" ”

"Using wrist strength to create a strong spin and the angle of the serve floats upwards so that the serve does not bounce when it lands, this is the Tang Wether serve." Fujifeng, who had already walked far behind the bottom line, suddenly turned around and raised the racket in his hand, "However, after a certain distance, the ball will jump up in the air at a right angle. ”

"So, are you kidding me, Trace?"

"Phew!"

Yun Hand cooperated with the large amount of the Roc spreading its wings, and the dust from the ball blew up mercilessly bloomed behind the trace.

(To be continued.) )