Chapter Twenty-Nine: Fierce Battle

"So fast!" Momojo was shocked that he didn't even see Kintaro's movements clearly.

"Hmm!" Qianye nodded solemnly, looking at the red-haired boy on the field, he felt a pressure. Unlike Taocheng, he thought further, looking at the silver-haired young man smiling on the coach's seat, he sighed in his heart: "Four Heavenly Treasure Temple, I hope I won't meet it again in the national competition."

Scoring two goals, Kintaro did not get carried away. The tennis ball in his hand was tossed, and he hit another ball.

"Bang!"

The ball ran for Ryoma, and in an instant it was in front of him.

"Huh."

In response to this ball, Ryoma raised his arm backwards and cut out.

"Bang!"

As soon as the racket made contact with the ball, Ryoma felt this extraordinary power. But there was a hint of a smile in his eyebrows.

"Huh"

The racket was tilted up, and the arm trembled slightly, a familiar technique was used.

"What is this?" On the sidelines, he was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief. "Is there no realm of selflessness?"

"Swallow Flashback !!" For the people of Qingxue, they were extremely familiar with Ryoma's action, and Horio shouted out even louder.

"Oh no, it's Yan Flashback." Qian was also shocked, he still knew the power of this move, if he let the ball touch the ground, there was no solution.

"Hey!"

At the moment when everyone was shocked and worried, Kintaro accelerated, as if turning into an afterimage, and rushed towards the net.

"Useless" in the infirmary, Anruud shook his head. It's not like he hasn't had this kind of thought, but he can't even get it at his speed, let alone a teenager who is only twelve years old.

"Not necessarily!" Kebin, whose entire arm was already in a cast, said, looking at Kintaro, who was running towards the net on the screen, and he was sure in his heart that this ball would not be difficult for this teenager.

"Hah!"

As soon as Ryoma's return ball crossed the net, Kintaro appeared. Facing the empty space in front of him, he brazenly swung the racket out.

"Bang!"

The ball hit the ground and ricocheted towards Ryoma. Ryoma, on the other hand, was not surprised at all, as if he had expected this, his posture had already been set. The right hand almost touches the ground, while the left hand is raised high behind him.

"It's!" The crowd of St. Rudolph was astonished.

"Externally spin the ball!"

Ryoma let out a low cry, and his whole body suddenly bounced, and the racket was drawn out at this moment.

"Bang!"

The ball was knocked into the air, over the net, and slid off the ground, dragging a long trail. However, this is not the end of the story, and in the midst of everyone's surprised gaze, the ball suddenly bounces off the ground and runs towards Kintaro's face.

"This man is miserable." St. Rudolph, said a young man.

"No!" Guanyue next to him smiled, looking at the red-haired boy, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen some good material again.

Sure enough, just as the ball was about to hit Kintaro, he stomped on the ground. With this force, he stepped back and made a movement that surprised everyone.

"Whew!"

I saw him hugging his knees, and the whole person was like a wheel, spinning in the air.

"W-what is this?" Momojo's mouth opened wide, full of incredulity.

"Is this guy still human?" It is rare that Begonia also has the same opinion as him.

"No, it's scientific. With this attitude, you can better reduce the effect of resistance, but," Qian shook his head and explained, but he also felt incredible about Kintaro's movements.

"Hah!"

In the blink of an eye, Kintaro moved from the front of the net to beyond the bottom line. Then, his body suddenly unfolded, like a fish swimming in the water, and with the force of the wall behind him, he catapulted towards the same path. He gave a soft shout to the tennis ball that flew in a hurry, and the racket was also played at this time.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball shuddered, and with a powerful volley from Kintaro, it returned again.

"Whoosh!"

The trajectory of the ball in the air changes, but because of the speed and strength, some weak players can't see it clearly. And the three of Horio could only stare blankly at the two figures running back and forth on the field.

"Whoosh!"

The ball touches the ground and spins at high speed. Ryoma, on the other hand, ran to the bottom line, and his body suddenly froze, and then suddenly jumped backwards into the air.

"What is this?" The mountain blowing everyone was startled, and turned to look at the rebellious young man by the stairs. And Yakutsu's expression moved slightly, and then he returned to his natural gaze and looked at the two teenagers on the field carefully.

"Smack!"

As if sharp weapons collided, Ryoma's ball made a crisp sound. Shot away at Kintaro.

"Hahaha!"

Unexpectedly, Kintaro laughed, and the fighting spirit on his body became high. In the face of this ball, he did not retreat or dodge, his body moved quickly, and he met the ball.

"Bang!"

The racket in his hand is quickly volleyed, and the ball flies towards the back of Ryoma.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, Ryoma's whole body suddenly bounced, and a strong whirlwind blew around him. And he was in the center of the whirlpool.

"Whirlwind Smash !!" The three of them shouted. They felt the urge to wipe their tears, and finally, they could finally see the ball clearly.

"Whew!"

The moment the dragon polo slammed into the tennis ball, Kintaro felt as if he was in front of a storm. A feeling of inability to match creeped in the back of my heart.

"How can I hold back, I'm Kintaro Toyama!" Shouting loudly in his heart, Kintaro's body stood resolutely in front of the net.

"He's going to get his racket flying." Yu Shi said, he knew all too well the power of the ball. However, no one answered him, and everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the young man on the field.

The red hair danced, and the wind blew it apart. But the young man's face was full of smiles and unwavering will.

"Bang!"

The whirlwind smashes, the ball is as its name suggests, and the moment Ryoma hits the ball, the wind overflows. The ball shot at Kintaro like a meteor, and the power made people lose their fighting spirit.

But at this moment, the racket in Kintaro's hand was also swung out.

"Bang!"

As soon as he touched it, Kintaro felt as if his arm was about to break. The power of this ball is not inferior to the one hundred and eight styles of silver, and it is even a little stronger.

"Hah!"

With an angry shout, Kintaro clasped his hands together, and his face showed a trace of hideousness. The clothes behind him fluttered, as if they were blown by the wind, and as if they were shaken by this great force. But no matter what, the ball was stopped by him.

"Stomp!"

He took a step forward, but the ball was firmly glued to it, almost breaking through his net.

"Go back!"

Kintaro let out a loud shout, sent his hands forward, and the ball rushed forward with his drive.

"Actually, he really hit the ball back?" Kawamura's voice trembled a little, this ball, even he didn't have this certainty.

"No, it's just a trap." Qian on the side shook his head and said.

The next moment, just when people were still marveling at Kintaro's head-on response to the whirlwind smash, Ryoma had already appeared in front of the net. He jumped up suddenly, his hands in front of him, and his body turned back slightly.

"What is this?" At this moment, it was Lihai's turn to be shocked.

"Aggression is like a fire !!"

In Ryoma's racket, a stream of red flames suddenly appeared, and the whole person seemed to be burning behind him. It is the alternation of wind and fire, a lore blow.

"Bang!"

The ball smashed into the ground, stirring up smoke and dust in the half.

“15:15.”

And when the referee's voice came, everyone remembered that this was the second goal after the two fought. After reacting, it was deeply shocked.

"Them!" In the infirmary, even the middle-aged doctor was already stunned. Looking at the two teenagers in the field, he knew why the foreign teenager in front of him was injured. "Can you not fracture and displace, this is simply fatal"

And the rest of the people also stared blankly at the two teenagers on the field, especially Mikeley. The duel between Ryoma and Kintaro once again refreshed his opinion on Japanese tennis, "Sanada and they are all right, how can they even connect these two"

"It turns out that this is their real strength, laugh at me" Kebin smiled bitterly in his heart. He had been in contact with and competed against both of them, but he didn't expect the strength of the two to be so strong that he was shocked.

Billy looked at Kebin, only to see that Kebin was in a trance at this time, and he was a little distracted. He didn't react until he felt someone watching, and he was relieved when he found out it was Billy.

"Billy, help me to the scene!" Kebin said, his body moving.

"Hmph, you kid, why are you so disobedient, you should recuperate with peace of mind now." The doctor said, his face furled.

"Doctor, I'm sorry, but I still have to go." Kebin said, bowing sincerely to the middle-aged doctor.

"Okay, but you have to be careful not to let the plaster crack." The middle-aged doctor admonished. The concern for Kempin is only professionalism, but if the patient asks for it, he can't do anything about it.

"Hmm!" Kebin nodded, and with the support of the group, he walked out of the infirmary.

Looking at the backs of the Kempin, the doctor shook his head, but then smiled again: "It's that young man, who is really generous!" Thinking of the consultation money given by the silver-haired young man, the middle-aged doctor wished that the two teenagers on TV were injured

"Bang!"

Gave, Far Mountains, 3:2.

"Bang!"

"Gave, Echizen, 3:3."

At this time, looking at the figures of the two people moving back and forth on the field, everyone was stunned. Even Baker and the sponsors behind him are the same, the sponsors are shocked in their hearts, and Baker is joyful.

"This move is really wonderful." In my heart, I am happy for my decision. As for Shiraishi's refutation of his opinion, Kebin was injured or something, and he had long forgotten about it. Because now the "gods" are happy.

Instead, someone watched the game and saw Shiraishi and Tezuka sitting in the coach's seat, and exclaimed, "This may not be a friendly match between the United States and Japan!" ”

Everyone looked at it, but it was the willow of Lihai.

Hearing his words, he was shocked in his heart: "That's right, this is the first stop of Qingxue and the four days!" ”

But no matter what people outside the stadium talk about, it doesn't affect the two, thinking that they have now reached a white-hot stage. In that blazing heart, there was only tennis and the rising fighting spirit

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