"Bang!"

"Shiraishi, 198:197!"

Looking at the white stone that landed in a chic manner, everyone's throats seemed to be stuck with something, ho-ho, but they couldn't make a sound.

198:197, what concept?

Coupled with the previous 12 innings, the two played more than 400 balls in two hours. Every ball was done with all their might, and gradually they also played with fire, because they let go of their hands and feet, and the field was already potholed by them.

"They are worthy of being hailed as the two most talented geniuses in the new era!"

The German team, the rich old man's crutch landed rhythmically on the ground, and his cloudy eyes shone with essence. This kind of genius, he hadn't seen it in almost twenty years, and the last time was the samurai from Japan.

Attacking major competitions before entering the profession, he was like a bamboo, and he did not taste defeat. shocked the American tennis world at that time, and was favored by Meyers, a famous sports reporter at the time, who was known for his vicious vision. After that, he was like a sword that cut through the sky, stabbing a hole in the world tennis world at that time, and the top 10 ATP players were defeated by him.

"However, if you are too strong, you will suffer in the end," the old man muttered in a low voice, and said to Polke beside him: "Barisavich, do you think which of these two will win in the end?" ”

"Uh" Polk was stunned by the old man's sudden question, then he understood, and after a moment of thought, he said: "Nadal! ”

"Oh?" The old man sighed lightly, looked at him with a smile and said, "I want to hear the truth"

Those eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and they could see Polk's heart. After a long time, he squinted his eyes and said, "To be honest, it's hard to tell the difference, both of them are rare geniuses." Of course, if possible, I hope it is Nadal. ”

"Nadal, like the sea, makes people feel that he is strong and at the same time can have an accurate understanding. But Kuranosuke Shiraishi is like boundless darkness, and he can't see clearly or through it."

His voice was faint, but he shook Tezuka on the side of him, and his eyes behind the glass lenses contracted suddenly, and he looked at Shiraishi on the field in disbelief.

He has a calm personality and can be said to be one of the calmest among his peers. There have been countless times, and only three times have he been uneasy.

For the first time, I was told that I might say goodbye to tennis; The second time, he went all out but couldn't shake Polk in the slightest; The third time, Polk's warm-up match with Shiraishi, that one, was the most unquiet for him.

And Polk's evaluation of Shiraishi, can't see through? Can't see through!

Polk, who treasures his strengths and weaknesses, can't see through Kuranosuke Shiraishi, who is the same age as himself! That man, how far has he come? Or rather, where does he end? Is your choice really wrong?

Tezuka's heart was complicated, but the old man sighed deeply.

"I wish it was Nadal, too"

After all, it is always better for Europe to have a European genius than an Asian genius. Moreover, the packaging of European genius is relatively simple and more acceptable. However, the value between the first and the second is not something that can be compensated for by a simple gold dollar.

The old man beckoned, and suddenly, a man in a white-gray plaid shirt leaned over beside him.

"Did you see that Asian young man? Find his profile, contact his family, we need him, we have to sign him! ”

The man nodded, turned and disappeared into the crowd.

The old man raised his head, his eyes were fixed on the white stone swinging his racket on the field, the mud gradually cleared, and the wrinkles around the corners of his eyes also dispersed a lot, as if he was looking at a rare treasure

On the court, Shiraishi and Nadal have gone crazy.

The constant collision of aura, squeezing the air and making an airburst sound, shook people's eardrums and hurt. But the excitement in the eyes of the crowd did not diminish in the slightest, and that was exactly what they were looking forward to.

"Bang!"

The phantom Neptune's halberd behind Nadal swung and the tennis ball was knocked into the air. There was a pit half a foot deep, and there were many protrusions along the walls of the pit, and some of them were very sharp.

But the moment the tennis ball crashed in, the sharp edges of the raised stone wall were instantly wiped out by the powerful force of the air vibration. The tennis ball shook, and the deep pit sank a few points.

Rumble!

In an instant, a storm swept up a tornado several feet high. In this regard, Shiraishi smiled slightly as if he was not surprised, stepped forward, and swung his racket into the storm. In the air, a few drops of crystal sweat are sprinkled!

At the center of the storm, a tennis ball spun rapidly, and a powerful spinning force was attached to it. Stirring and causing the surrounding air to spread out at a terrifying frequency.

"Nadal! This handspin ball must have been completed."

Shiraishi's gaze froze, and his clothes struck in the wind. Swept by a powerful whirlwind, the sand and stones shot out, but he didn't hear it, and when that little bit of sand and stone touched him within half a meter, it was suddenly squeezed and turned into crumbs by some powerful and terrifying aura.

That's his field, it's his domain.

Everything was just a blink of an eye, and after Shiraishi stepped into the center of the storm, his body turned, and in an instant, a fiery sensation came from the center of the storm. The air wave was very hot, making the surrounding audience close their eyes.

"Hah!"

With a loud shout, the storm that shocked the ordinary players instantly collapsed. At the same time, people saw Shiraishi stepping in the air, and the racket in his hand had already hit the tennis ball.

"Boom!"

Black flames appeared around the white stone, blazing. Suddenly, a crack was seen in his forehead, and a terrifying black light burst out. Then, a gilded halberd with a burning black flame stabbed diagonally into the ground and poked the tennis ball with a pop.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball rolled up a black storm, but the tiny debris in the air suddenly stopped, and the space seemed to be frozen.

"How advanced is his research on black holes?"

Many people were taken aback, you know, not all moves from another dimension have the ability to reduce space.

People were surprised, but Nadal's heart became very serious. His instincts told him that he couldn't take the blow hard, but he had no way back. Now he's down by a point, and if he concedes another goal, the set is lost, and there's no way to allow it.

"Alas"

With a sigh, he closed his eyes, and the three divine rays of light on his forehead flickered and disappeared.

The Spanish team, Torres's face was solemn, and that Shiraishi was really not an ordinary three-turn player. "It's a pity that Raphael was forced to use that trick."

This sealed move was that he trained Nadal early to play against Germany, and he was able to get into that field in a short period of time.

The air around Nadal was as viscous as a liquid, and finally it all froze, and a powerful and terrifying momentum erupted.

"What is this?"

Ralph, Polk, Phoenix, Ghost, Chen Lejia and other players have set their eyes on it. Suddenly, a tingling sensation came from the scalp.

"It's this feeling again, what the hell is that!" Beside Ralph, Ryoma only felt his scalp tingle, as if the man was preparing some thrilling attack.

Behind the Japanese team, Tanejima stretched lazily and looked at Nadal with a little more surprise.

At this point, Nadal's momentum climbed to its peak, and there were black fine lines cracking around him, flashing with light.

"What's that? Actually cut the space with momentum alone? ”

That little bit of black brilliance turned out to be a space that had been cut!

"Boom!"

Nadal opened his eyes, his long body tensed, revealing muscles that seemed to be poured into steel, and he raised his racket in his left hand and slowly fell. It's slow, but in the eyes of everyone, it splits the air.

What cracked was a thin blue wall. The blue light shining on Nadal made him look like a god, and his body was more spiritual.

"What's that?"

This idea popped into the minds of countless people, but they were immediately attracted by his next move. The racket that slashed forward was impartial, and it was hitting the terror attack of Shiraishi.

Rumble!

It exploded violently, and everyone saw the ground that Nadal was stepping on, as if it had been suppressed by great force, and it was deeply sunken. However, he is like a lonely plum who is proud of the cold, and the racket is pumped upward. Bang and knock the tennis ball out.

Cracking sound~

The tennis ball shook and rubbed the air, causing a blue arc of electricity, like a long whip, whipping the air and ground around it. Suddenly, the air collapsed, the ground cracked, and the powerful attack power was visible.

But these are all appearances, and the most palpitating thing is the spiritual attack.

The Dao spirit whip was drawn, and Yukimura, Jibu, Sanada and other people subconsciously avoided their gaze. This is the impact of the leakage of power, and it is hard to imagine how much pressure Shiraishi is under in the center of this attack.

"What is this?"

Sensing the oppressive spiritual attack on the other side, Shiraishi's face changed slightly, and his intuition told him that this blow could not be avoided. The blue arc flickered continuously, slashing in front of him, only to be canceled out by the black force field.

Hide? That's impossible, this blow can't be avoided. If you don't hide, but you don't have the certainty of fighting back, what should I do?

Thoughts flew in Shiraishi's mind, and suddenly, with a pop, a blue arc of lightning pierced his aura and hit him directly. The blue light was faint, illuminating his face.

Rumble!

The moment he saw this blue light, something suddenly exploded in Bai Shi's brain, and his eyes flashed with the sky and earth, the boundless sea, the blue earth, the planetary sun, and his mind jumped out of this space.

There, there is a white circle, within reach

The blue arc soaked through the white stone force field, and the blue electric light was only half an inch from his cheek.

"Kuranosuke!" In the crowd, a young girl in a purple dress clasped her hands and her eyes were full of worry.

"Shiraishi!" "Big Brother Shiraishi!" "Huh?"

Countless voices rang out, all worried and shocked.

The next moment, the girl closed her eyes, and her hands held in front of her chest trembled slightly.

"Bang!"

A strong and terrifying collision sound sounded, and the wave of air set off made the audience unable to open their eyes.

"So?" "This can't be?" "What's that?"

Dao Dao's exclamation sounded, and Taneshima, who was leaning against the wall, could no longer sit still, and stood up with a slump of body, with an inexplicable glint in his eyes.

"Oh?"

Outside the crowd, the young man's hand holding the gourd suddenly stopped, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyebrows were slightly opened, as if he was a little surprised.

"Did you really touch that field?"