Chapter XIII Stopped Matches

This terrifying blow was actually fought back by this person who suddenly appeared?

Everyone who finally resumed their movements looked at the scene in front of them stupidly. This is even more shocking than the feeling of suffocation just now, and the strong visual impact pierces deep into people's hearts.

"Click"

The tennis ball rolled out of the deep pit in the middle of the slope, and I don't know what material it was made of, and after such a fierce collision, it was not directly destroyed. But the spherical surface is also very deformed, like a rotten orange

"Huh!"

Suddenly, the ghost, who had no movement, suddenly swiped the racket in his hand into the air. The sound of the racket rubbing against the air startled everyone. I saw that the ghost who was originally cold and full of terrifying aura actually smiled, and the white teeth made the people around him shiver.

"You're finally here!"

The ghost looked at the person in front of him, and his body was full of oppression, and he slowly entered his body.

"What, is there really going to be a fight?"

The man faced the ghost directly, and the face was clearly imprinted in the eyes of everyone.

"Sure enough, it's him!"

Although they have already made up their minds for a long time, when they really see this face, the high school students can't help but feel shocked in their hearts. And listening to the conversation between the two, a terrifying thought suddenly popped up in everyone's minds:

"Do they want to?"

At this time, the movement here also reached the ears of other junior high school students. No, when the ghost broke out just now, the people over there paid attention. And just now, that terrifying energy fluctuation scared them even more, which was beyond their understanding of tennis.

Whether it's Tezuka, or the trace!

"Now that it's decided, of course we're going to have a fight, what do you say?" Hearing the other party's rhetorical question, the ghost made his position clear, but still gave the choice to the person in front of him.

"So, come on, I've been in a long, long time, it's been a long time since I've really played a game!"

This man's answer was beyond everyone's expectations, and even the ghost was stunned for a moment. But in the next moment, his face became extremely solemn, and the high school students around him subconsciously took two steps back.

"Boom~"

With this man as the center, a breeze blew up, and then suddenly erupted, enveloping him in the center, and a trace of black energy wandered out, swirling around him with the wind. The man glanced at Yukimura next to him and said, "Nioh, take Yukimura away!" ”

Outside the venue, Nioh, who was about to act, was stunned when he heard this, and then, without hesitation, rushed to the venue, lifted the unconscious Yukimura, and left quickly.

"Wait a minute!" The man said suddenly, and then turned to look at the referee: "I'm sorry, just according to the previous score, besides, my name is Shiraishi Kuranosuke!" ”

"The previous score?" The referee was obviously stunned, according to the previous score, wasn't it 2:4? Does this guy who came out of nowhere really know who he's going to play against?

Wait, he also said his name.

"Kuranosuke Shiraishi??" In an instant, the referee was shocked. This name is actually the name he saw by chance in the chief referee's office, Kuranosuke Shiraishi, the NO.3 of the entire U-17.

No, maybe after this month, after those two juniors quit

"According to the previous score? Kuranosuke Shiraishi, what do you mean, do I still want you to let me? The ghost didn't notice the referee's stunned expression, and after hearing Shiraishi's words, his face changed and he asked sharply.

"It's not interesting, it's just trying to play fair." Shiraishi said lightly.

"Fair? You think it's just that guy? Oni's eyes widened, not amazed at Yukimura's potential. In his opinion, potential is potential after all, and he still hasn't reached their level.

"Of course!" Shiraishi lowered his voice.

Such an answer is obviously more like a contempt for the power of ghosts. However, the ghost thinks that it is Shiraishi's agitation method for himself, and he is afraid that he will not go all out?

"If that's the case, then you're wrong!" His eyes widened, and a pressure as heavy as a mountain came from the ghost's body.

"Pedaling" didn't seem to want to be affected by the pressure, and the people around him stepped back. And on the faces of those junior high school students who have just arrived, there is more fear.

However, in the next moment, the ghost who burst out with a powerful momentum was stunned, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Careless"

In his mind, he quickly recalled the game with Yukimura just now, and the moment he broke Yukimura's five senses, his spirit was affected by a trace of fluctuations. Instead, the ghost looked at Yukimura, who was already unconscious not far away, and sighed in his heart, "What a monster! ”

However, at this moment, the game cannot be stopped, and the words spoken are like water spilled. Next, I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle

"Let's start, the match between Kuranosuke Shiraishi and Onijujiro, the current score is 2:4, Shiraishi serves!"

"Smack, smack, smack"

Standing on the bottom line, Shiraishi's heart was extremely dignified. The other party is different from all the opponents he has met before, he is a real strong man, a person who defeated Uncle Phoenix, he has never known this person, and he is not completely sure in his heart.

However, he felt the almost boiling blood in his body again. For this war, he longed for it, or rather, after returning from the United States, he was waiting for this war, a battle with people like ghosts!

"Huh!"

The ball was tossed, and Shiraishi tapped his feet and jumped up to hit the tennis ball.

"Bang"

And at this moment, a streamer rushed directly to Shiraishi's serve.

"Smack!"

The light hit Shiraishi's serve, but the palpitating fluctuations didn't come. Looking closely, the power on Shiraishi's serve was actually consumed by this ball. In the end, both balls lost all their power and fell freely from the air.

"That's it!" A voice full of majesty rang out.

The high school students shuddered, they already knew the identity of this man.

"Whew"

Shiraishi and the ghost glanced at each other, and at the same time withdrew the suppressed qi.

"Step, step!!"

The person who came was about one meter eight tall, slightly shorter than the ghost, but at this moment, the momentum on this person's body suppressed the ghost and Baishi. With long hair and a shawl, and eyes like knives and lightning under the dull hair, he looked at the two of them.

Behind this man, a young man in a U-17 T-shirt, with black skin and snow-white hair, was winking at Shiraishi with a playful smile.

"Coach Kurobe!" The two said in unison.

Kurobe ignored the two of them, and instead looked at the junior high and high school students around him. He raised his eyebrows and said, "What, stay and watch the play?" ”

In an instant, as if they had been pardoned, the crowd scattered and fled.

Looking at this scene, Shiraishi pursed his lips and rolled his eyes at Kurobe's back. His behavior was seen by the ghost and the other young people, and he couldn't smile bitterly.

Then, Kurobe turned around and said to the two, "Let's go, go to my office." ”

The young man also wanted to follow, but Kurobe shook his head: "No need, Tanejima, you go to training, and remind you that the First Army has just defeated South Korea's U-17 and will be back in a week."

Tanejima shrugged, but a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Shiraishi and Oni glanced at each other, and both felt the meaning of Kurobe's words. Then, the two of them didn't look at Tanejima and walked slowly behind Kurobe.

"It's a pity, I want to see them play. However, even if I don't make a move, this game won't be able to continue," Shaking his head, Tanejima glanced at the corner of the wall not far away, and then walked away on his own.

There, two figures disappeared in a flash

Busan, South Korea.

At this moment, on the crowded beach, Suzuki, wearing short sleeves printed with the Japanese U-17 logo, walked up to a man who covered himself with clothes.

"Hey! Boy, our boss wants to see you! ”

"Hmm"

The man snorted, the clothes covering his face trembled, and an orange object rolled out of his pocket.

Rubbing his somewhat dry eyes, the young man touched his pocket, then looked down again. When he saw something in the sand, the man smiled, picked it up, wiped it, and put it to his mouth to take a bite.

Suddenly, a sour taste invaded the taste buds.

The young man smiled: "Lead the way!" ”

PS: Thank you for the tips from the "Book Friends 120613124551615" classmates

In addition, thank you for the reminder from the book friends, it was indeed written incorrectly before, it should be (30:15), and it has been corrected