Chapter 43: The Battle of Kings (Part II)

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Shiraishi-kun!" Yukimura looked up, his gaze was deep, and it made people fall into it.

Outside the field, people trembled. After coming into contact with Yukimura's gaze, their eyes were blurred, and the two people on the field blurred. The sight is paused for a moment, and a qiē is restored to nature. However, the hearts of the powerful players sank slightly, and Yukimura didn't know what to do just now, which made them feel worried.

In the stands, the man's eyebrows furrowed. Yukimura's ability involves a special kind of energy, a kind of skill. Although there are some fancies, the man knows that this is a real substance. It is contrary to science, but it exists in reality, which makes it impossible to explain. But, what does this have to do with him, he is not an old man in white with round glasses.

"Hey!" The middle-aged man looked at the two people in the field carefully, this game is really getting more and more interesting.

At this time, being swept by Yukimura's gaze, Shiraishi's body froze. He felt that the world in his eyes was turned upside down, which made people very uncomfortable. But the next moment, as soon as he was normal, Shiraishi felt that his ability seemed to be stronger. In his eyes, the details of Yukimura's body were magnified, and even the air was much fresher.

On the other side, Yukimura raised his racket and said to Shiraishi: "Go on, Shiraishi-san, let me see your strength!" ”

Shiraishi's face was solemn, and he didn't know anything about Yukimura's abilities. But one thing he is sure of is that this is a very strong ability, not inferior to a 'black hole'. Holding the racket in his hand, Shiraishi said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, then I am not welcome." ”

"Bang!"

Huh threw the ball up, jumped up, and swung the racket in his hand. Shiraishi's movements are fluid and fluid, without a trace of restraint.

"Whoosh"

The tennis ball is like the wind, and the friction with the air emits a trace of electric light. This is a very strong serve, stronger than the white light serve just now, this is Shiraishi's new serve. Named "Instant"!

Outside the field, everyone has become numb. Such as Sanada and Tezuka, became silent. This is the man who led Kansai tennis, known as the Bible, and worthy of its name. Kanto and even the whole country, the only one who can confront him is that 'god son'!

In the face of this ball, Yukimura did not dare to be careless. But at the same time, there was also boundless fighting intent in his chest, and such a powerful opponent was worth his fight. He didn't retreat or dodge, and he went to meet the ball.

Catching Shiraishi's serve, Yukimura's face changed, and there was a huge force attached to the ball, and the racket almost came off.

"Ahhh~!"

Holding the clap with both hands, Yukimura shouted. The voice dragged on, and he poured all his strength into his hands, such a gesture shocked Lihai's team members.

"Give it to me!!"

With a slam of his right foot, the power was transmitted to his waist, and Yukimura used his strength to blast the tennis ball out.

"Liar, does this person have such power?" Kintaro's mouth opened wide. He couldn't believe that even if he faced Baishi's serve, he would be knocked away, and even people would take the shot.

Shiraishi didn't expect Yukimura to have such power. But when he thought about it, he was relieved, this guy has a terrible background. Breaking through that step, he naturally became stronger.

The understanding of Yukimura went further, and Shiraishi didn't dare to be careless, and his body pressed the ball tightly. The next moment, he swung his racket again, not retaining his strength, and Yukimura's strength allowed him to show his combat power to the fullest.

"Hah!"

Shiraishi let out a loud shout, and the racket in his hand covered the tennis ball. This ball, he used the strongest strength at the moment, without reservation.

"Zizizi"

It's an inhuman force, and the friction between the tennis ball and the air produces a burnt smell. With a bang, a fire erupted around the tennis ball, and the ball body seemed to be poured with oil, and instantly turned into a fireball.

"Gollum" Momojo swallowed his saliva fiercely, compared to this person, the power of that silver was weaker. Not to mention, his own pathetic vertical smash ball.

This is no longer an area of his reach. Although he already knew it in his heart, every outburst of Shiraishi and Yukimura would make him sigh. Those two people, that kind of strength, are the goals of his climbing. Although, he didn't know if he could climb it.

On the field, Shiraishi's return ball slammed towards Yukimura. Yukimura's heart shook, but he didn't slow down, and his steps jumped forward. At the same time, holding the racket with both hands, he wants to intercept the ball strongly.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Yukimura's body was shrouded in smoke and dust. Immediately afterward, the dust was pulled and suddenly spread to the site of White Rock. The entire arena, at this moment, was completely shielded.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the sound of a ball falling to the ground sounded. Lihai's people stood up suddenly, looking nervously at the smoke and dust.

“0:15.”

The referee's voice rang out. The audience was silent, surprised, stunned, and incredulous, Yukimura actually hit the ball back. Moreover, that Shiraishi didn't fight back. This is contrary to the thoughts in people's hearts, Lihai's divine son, shouldn't he have the power to fight back?

No one can see this clearly. Even the middle-aged man on the stage, in the silent smoke and dust, he couldn't know the process of the game. This qiē seems to be blocked, and in this game, except for the referee and those two, no fourth person saw it

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

In the smoke and dust, Shiraishi and Yukimura have a fierce duel. In it, the movements of the two became very blurred, and every counterattack was covered, making it extremely difficult for the referee to watch.

At this moment, Yukimura's offensive is getting stronger and stronger, and in the face of Shiraishi's strong strength, he is slowly adapting. Although the power could not keep up, his return ball became much easier. This momentum made Bai Shi on the opposite side frown. Yukimura is very talented and has a lot of insight into tennis. However, it has not come to the point of such a change.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Yukimura on the opposite side hit the tennis ball back again. That kind of power is even stronger than before, could it be said that he has hidden his strength? Shiraishi didn't have time to think about it, and besides, now was not the time to be distracted.

He suddenly retracted his movements, and the next moment, his racket was swung out violently. He was like a swordsman, and his movements just now were very similar to the sword drawing skills of a samurai. One collection and one release, fast and accurate, aggressive, without hesitation.

"Whew"

Opposite, Yukimura took a deep breath. His brain is clear, and in his eyes, even the white stone has disappeared. The only thing that saved zài was the tennis ball that flew towards him. His momentum is condensing, and he wants to kill this ball.

"Huh!"

He opened his eyes violently, and at the same time, his own momentum was condensed to the highest. Immediately, he moved. That's a much faster speed than 'Thunderbolt'. With his feet relaxed, he instantly appeared in front of the tennis ball. Hold the racket in both hands, raise it in the air, and slash it down.

"Click~!"

Like a thunderbolt, the tennis ball swept in front of Shiraishi with the momentum of thunder.

"Game, Lihai Da Attached, 3:4."

"What's wrong, Shiraishi-san?" Yukimura spoke, he knew very well that Shiraishi could have received that ball just now.

Shiraishi was silent and did not answer him.

Yukimura's brows furrowed, and the way he looked at Shiraishi changed and changed. He said, "Are you going to give up?" ”

"Huh!"

With a chuckle, Shiraishi suddenly opened his eyes. Looking at Yukimura, who was a little dusty, he said, "Of course it's not, I want to breathe the outside air."

Yukimura's pupils shrank.

Baishi didn't care about him, straightened his chest and stomach, and breathed deeply into the smoke and dust air through his nose and mouth. The tiny particles were inhaled into his body, but he didn't frown, and his face was the same as before.

Yukimura frowned, and then stretched out, but there was a deep sadness on his face: "Shiraishi-kun, this is not good for your health. ”

"Oh? Yes! Shiraishi chuckled, his eyes were incomparably clear. However, just now, I imagined these things as the air in the mountains of Osaka, and guess what. ”

"Sure enough, even the dust is better than the air in Tokyo, like the air in my hometown."

Yukimura's face changed, and after a pause, he sighed: "When are you, there should be no flaws in this!" ”

Bai Shi put away his smile and his face was flat: "No, there is no flaw here." The only thing that puzzles me is that you are too strong, so strong that it frightens me. ”

Shiraishi's praise, when Yukimura heard it, his pupils shrank.

"Well, the only explanation is that I'm thinking too strongly." He waved the racket in his hand and sighed: "I should have thought that you are very strong, but you have not reached this level, it should be your ability." ”

"It's real, it's amazing"

Yukimura didn't say anything more, and his clothes began to dissipate. And the scenery around Baishi also began to dissipate. The smoke and the referee disappeared, and the crowd outside had long since dissipated. All around, it became pitch black. It's no longer a place to play.

"What a great ability," Shiraishi exclaimed. This ability is as if a world has been created. Although it is easy to break at the touch of a button, it really breaks the science, which is very amazing.

"It should just be a guide and let the opponent think for himself. In other words, this world of consciousness should have been conceived by myself," Shiraishi murmured softly.

"It's been a long time, it's time to go out!" Shiraishi took a deep breath, his eyes stared, and a black-armored figure with a shimmering cold color appeared behind him

"What's wrong with Shiraishi? It's been a minute, and we insist that the referee won't allow it if it goes on like this! Qian also said anxiously. Next to him was Kenjiro, who was also anxious.

"Huh?" Chitose stood up suddenly, her eyes fixed on the figure standing upright on the field. It's not just him, at this moment, the powerhouses of all schools are staring at the men on the field.

"Click! ~" A crisp voice sounded, as if something was cracking.

Opposite Shiraishi, Yukimura's face was solemn and his pupils shrunk. I saw Shiraishi's left hand, the white bandage slipped down, and then some broken black fragments followed.

And his body was filled with a black aura. Faintly, a black figure became clear and appeared behind Bai Shi

ps: Thank you to "Uno Root" classmates and Dashao for the tip!!

Students who think this chapter is exaggerated, you can watch the manga Yukimura VS not broken, and the samurai of the two and the British Ball Garden City theater version Well, I can't believe it! －_－