Chapter 11: Confrontation Head-on

"At the end of the game, Kuranosuke Shiraishi won, and the score was 6:0."

As soon as the referee's words fell, Shiraishi came to Kirihara's side and helped him up. After careful examination, it was found that there was nothing serious, except for some minor abrasions on the arms and thighs. Perhaps it was Kirihara who instinctively protected himself at the last moment.

"That power just now is kind of interesting." Setting up Kirihara, Shiraishi walked towards the infirmary

Because of the large gap in strength, the group of Shiraishi and Kirihara was the first to complete the game. The others are all evenly matched combinations. For example, Tachibana and Chitose on Court 2 at the moment, Kazuka Kazuki on Court 3, and Nioh and Kibu on Court 1

The confrontation of these junior high school students made a group of high school students nervous. At this moment, those pretentious high school students can be regarded as truly seeing the true level of junior high school students, one or two are just powerful, but the twenty or so people left behind are the elite of the elite, which makes them sigh to themselves.

Especially these people, almost all of them have comprehended a stunt, and their strength and speed are also top-notch in all aspects, but such people are just a group of junior high school students, which makes them have to sigh at the changes of the times.

However, it is not the aforementioned games that are the most attractive.

"Bang la la"

At this moment, it was already eleven o'clock, and the sun was just a few degrees away from overhead. However, this breeze blew, but it sent a chill down the backs of a group of high school students, and the chill poured into their heads.

It was the same No. 1 court, next to Nioh and Jibu, but the other two did not move.

"Your name is Seiichi Yukimura?" Some deafening sounds came out of the ghost's mouth, and every byte made the people next to him frightened.

At this moment, Yukimura was like being pushed on top of a vicious beast, leaning forward with his right foot slightly, leaning back, and instinctively reacting. After hearing the ghost's question, Yukimura's face turned grim and he said, "Yes! ”

"I heard, you lost to that guy in the national competition?" The ghost asked, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

The ghost's words touched Yukimura's heart. Defeat is something he can't allow, no matter who his opponent is, not even Shiraishi. But, that's already in the past, it's useless to be entangled, losing is losing, and he Yukimura Seiichi can still afford to lose.

I only heard him say: "How can you guarantee that there is no defeat in the game, besides, losing once is not necessarily a bad thing!" ”

"Oh?"

The ghost raised his eyebrows, Yukimura's words surprised him, such a heart is not bad. But this kid has something to say, and he hides a needle in his mouth, and he is not half timid towards himself.

The ghost shook his head, but his eyes suddenly froze, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed: "Little guy, you mean, you have the confidence to win against me?" The powerful momentum pressed towards Yukimura, and the surrounding high school students instinctively retreated, not daring to make contact with the ghost's momentum at all.

However, under the sympathetic gaze of everyone, Yukimura did not dodge or dodge, shrugged his shoulders forward by half a point, and caught the momentum of the ghost.

"If you don't try, how will you know?"

Yukimura's words made the faces of the surrounding high school students twitch a few times, and they looked at him as if they were looking at monsters.

"This kid really doesn't know how thick the sky is!!"

"Alas, it's a pity, a great future"

"Yes, I heard that this guy has a lot of prestige among junior high school students and is called the 'son of God', which is indeed a pity!"

The words of the people around him passed into Yukimura's ears without missing a word. However, the light in Yukimura's eyes was even better, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the ghost.

"Alas"

With a long sigh, the ghost turned around, and the voice came: "Since you want to compare, I will meet your request!" ”

Yukimura laughed, his goal was finally achieved.

However, the ghost sighed softly.

"It's a pity that you're not him"

Yukimura's pupils shrank, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased a little.

The game between the two started immediately, because it was a ghost game, the referee did not dare to slack off, and immediately said: "Please choose between the two sides"

"It doesn't have to be!"

However, the ghost interrupted him, he shook his head and said, "I'm a senior, and I don't have the face to ask for this serve." ”

The referee had no choice but to give the choice to Yukimura.

Yukimura was not hypocritical, and immediately chose to serve, although his face was indifferent, but Yukimura did not dare to be careless. He didn't know the strength of the other party, but at least he was the strong man of Cheng Dù, Baishi, who was only strong and not weak. So, he had to take every chance to win!

"The game starts, Yukimura Seiichi serves, and the game ends!"

His eyes scanned back and forth over the ghost's body, hoping to find some flaws. However, Yukimura was disappointed, and the other party's aura was very strong, making it impossible for him to break through his mental power.

This game is destined to be a tough battle!

"Ha~"

With a shout, Yukimura hit the tennis ball over, without fancy movements, but the speed of the ball made the eyes of the people around him widen.

"Whoosh!"

The speed of the ball broke through a certain limit, and the surrounding high school students couldn't catch the trajectory at all. It's amazing, the audience here is all high school students, and the overall strength is much higher than the junior high school game, but even so, they can't even catch the ball, it's not a game they can watch.

"Nice serve!"

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, the ghost took a step forward with his right foot, his crotch was slightly raised, and the racket in his hand was instantly struck out.

"Bang!"

This ball shook everyone's eardrums, and some even covered their ears.

“BlackJackKnife？” Someone exclaimed.

actually came up with a trick, and it seems that the ghost didn't underestimate Yukimura.

"This is when you played against Momojo?"

Looking at the tennis ball that was rolling the air and shooting towards him, Yukimura was shocked. This power is much stronger than when he was competing with Taocheng, and it seems that the other party really looks up to himself.

"However, I'm not Peach City!"

A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, and with his feet exerting force, Yukimura's speed suddenly increased, and in less than a second, he rushed to the front of the tennis ball. His right hand was raised high, and this blow made Yukimura face regret.

"Boom~"

However, the moment he touched the ball, Yukimura's face changed.

"What a strong !!"

At this moment, Yukimura truly realized the situation of Momocheng, and the powerful force shook his arm painfully.

"Uh-huh~"

However, Yukimura did not hold the clap with both hands, and his heart was ruthless, and all his strength was concentrated in his right hand. The tennis ball, after all, did not break through the net line and was thrown out.

"This guy"

Yukimura's hideous face made the hearts of the people around him tremble, and at that moment, they felt the aura of tyranny. The junior high school student in front of him is also an unprovoked character.

"Huh?"

At the foot of the ghost, Yukimura's response obviously exceeded his expectations, this little guy is really amazing!

"Phew"

Draw a semicircle with your left foot forward, clasp it with both hands, and the ghost's eyes suddenly sharpen.

“BlackTomahawk！”

"Boom~!!"

Like a comet hitting the earth, the ghost's blow, after bouncing off the ground, slammed directly into the wall.

“15、15:0.”

"Is this BlackTomahawk?"

"It's so scary, my eyelids are jumping when I see it!"

"What if, I mean if, what happens to us against that goal?"

"Hiss"

Everyone gasped, it was just a simple confrontation match, and the ghost actually used this move. Looking at the smashed and dented wall behind Yukimura, everyone didn't dare to think about it anymore!

"Whew~~"

With a deep breath of turbidity, Yukimura slowly regained his bloody color. The blow just now seemed to smash directly into his heart, giving him no time to react and make a judgment. Looking at the terrifying phenomenon behind him, Yukimura was even more frightened.

"What, scared? Hmph, if you give up now, you can end the game right away! Put away the stance, the ghost said loudly.

"Give up?"

Yukimura shook his head, how could this be. The blow of the ghost just now was very strong, but because of this, Yukimura couldn't give up even more. Originally, he just wanted to do his best, and the current situation was exactly what he wanted.

"Bang!"

In response to the ghost, it was a super high-speed serve. This one, both in terms of speed and strength, was stronger than before.

"Good boy!"

The ghost laughed and ran towards the tennis ball, holding the racket in both hands, and waving the racket.

“BlackTomahawk！”

Another slam blow, the ghost hit a killer blow again, and the power of this ball was also a little stronger.

"Heh~"

However, this time Yukimura did not hesitate, and instead of retreating, his body went towards tennis.

"Beyond your means"

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead"

Seeing Yukimura's movements, the people around him sighed lightly. In their eyes, Yukimura's current behavior is no different from looking for death, it is a 'BlackTomahawk', and hard connection will be life-threatening.

"There's no ball I can't shoot back!"

This is Yukimura's belief and is the foundation of his tennis. Without hesitation, Yukimura's racket headed towards the tennis ball.

"Bang!!"

It was just a blow, but it forced Yukimura back half a step, and the hideous color on his face flashed, Yukimura put his left hand on it, and his arms worked hard together, finally stopping the offensive of the tennis ball. With a hard kick on his hind legs, Yukimura took advantage of his strength to send the tennis ball out.

"Boom!!"

This ball, directly over the ghost, hit the bottom line and then blasted towards the wall, violently colliding, stirring up the rolling dust.

“15:15.”

"How could it be, this guy actually did it?"

"Lie, that's BlackTomahawk!"

Everyone looked at Yukimura in disbelief, this junior high school student had brought them too much shock, could it be that today's junior high school students have reached this level?

The dust cleared, revealing the form of a ghost. There was no surprise on his face, and it was already in his expectation that the ball was taken. However, when his eyes saw the racket in Yukimura's hand, it was a shrinkage!

With such a fierce collision, this little guy's racket is actually intact?

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