The world-class game started in this place where there were no spotlights, no fans and no media.

The three coaches Kurobe, Saito and Takushi are also not as calm as before, and if this game is really crazy, I don't know what will really happen. In their experience, the game has lost its control, and they can't and can't stop it.

Kurobe sighed silently, "I hope there will be a good result."

In the illusory space, the long Fang Tian Painting Halberd was constantly waving, wrapped in bright black mist, and the things in the martial arts hall collapsed at the touch of a button. The samurai was very agile, and after the first few rounds of fighting, he adopted dodge tactics. Although it is passive, the occasional unexpected swing of the sword, the extremely powerful katana that can cause damage to the armor, also slows down the attack of the black armor generals a lot.

"Passive defense, huh?" Long Ya squinted her eyes and suddenly launched an attack with a sneer.

The racket he swung suddenly accelerated, and after hitting the ball, the racket seemed to slow down and extend backwards little by little. With a bang, the palm of his left hand suddenly emitted a strong glow, and it was stuffed into the racket of his right hand.

"Wow" in an instant, radiant light.

Ryoma's eyes widened, and Tokugawa clenched his fists, this scene was all too familiar. Ryoma looked at Ryūya's movements stupidly, "It turns out that he can also play that kind of glowing tennis, and" With Ryoma's strength, he can naturally see this game clearly, and after that samurai appeared, he was stunned. The clothes, the face, the eyes, he couldn't be more familiar.

"Oh yes machine"

While people were shocked, the racket in Long Ya's hand was also vigorously swung. Like a discharged cannonball, it snorted in the air and blasted towards the white rock.

Shiraishi sneered and sat in a counterattack stance. For this so-called ball of light, he was also very curious about how powerful it was.

Boom~ When the racket came into contact with the ball of light, Shiraishi's face changed, and the power from the racket was somewhat unexpected. At the same time, after being stopped by the racket, the energy of the ball of light poured through the surface of the racket.

"Boom!"

A loud bang shook people's hearts, and when I looked up, behind Baishi, the originally thick wall collapsed into it.

"Gollum" Momojo swallowed his saliva, a while he didn't quite understand Fuji's words, and the next second, such a terrifying thing happened in front of his eyes, it is hard to imagine that this is really caused by tennis, what is the state to be able to play such tennis? Also, he glanced at the two people on the field, and his body shrank back slightly. "These two people, it's too dangerous"

"Hah!" Bai Shi let out a loud shout, and a red light flashed in the eyes of the generals behind him. It seemed to be an illusion, and in the eyes of others, the racket in Bai Shi's hand turned into the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and it swung out violently in front of him.

"Actually, it's really improved" Phoenix looked at Bai Shi with a solemn expression, and before he knew it, Bai Shi's growth had reached the point where he could threaten him. He squinted his eyes to see the person in front of him, then shook his head, laughing at his thoughts, "What a terrifying genius"

"Huh~"

Long Ya's eyes flickered, Shiraishi's serve had come to him, instinctively, blocking the racket in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

Long Ya only felt a powerful, unrivaled force pressing his hands, and the intense pain gratefully thanked him for his ferocity. What he wanted to keep, instinctively, the racket in his hand turned into a katana, and the tennis ball was flicked outward little by little. At the same time, his body continued to retreat, dragging out two white marks.

Finally, the tennis ball slowly stopped, a puff of green smoke floated out, and it lost its strength and fell off the racket. After falling to the ground, it bounced.

"Game, Shiraishi, 4:3."

Outside the field, there was a dead silence where the needles fell, and everyone's throats seemed to be stuck, and they couldn't make a sound.

"Whew!" Breathing a sigh of relief, Long Ya raised her eyelids and looked at Bai Shi, "I should think of it, you have already turned twice, but it's true, your state is too strong."

Bai Shi looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes flashed red, and he said in a low voice: "Echizen Ryuya, this is a real duel, your strength should be more than that." However, you don't seem to have the consciousness to fight, and that's all you've learned from all your years overseas? That's a disappointment."

Long Ya's face moved, and she looked at Bai Shi with some incredulity, as if she knew him for the first time. After a long time, he said in a deep voice, "Although I don't know what your idea is, I don't want to lose with you!" ”

"Lose-lose? You also think too highly of yourself, don't you? Shiraishi said disdainfully, the racket in his hand flickered, and a light flashed. I only heard a loud bang, and the wall behind Long Ya collapsed inch by inch.

"How so?"

"This, this kind of ball again?"

"This kind of white stone is so strange!"

There was a lot of chaos around, and Kurobe on the stage looked at it in surprise. The people of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple only felt that the white stone in front of them had become unfamiliar, and the kind of aura that was filled with murderous aura made people shudder.

"Shiraishi, please pay attention to your behavior, otherwise you will be disqualified from the competition!" The referee shouted a warning.

"Oh?" Shiraishi raised his eyes and looked over, and an invisible cold light instantly enveloped him. The referee's throat moved, swallowed dryly, and said nervously: "What do you want to do, I'm the referee!" ”

The image looked like a frightened bunny.

Shiraishi silently put away the racket, turned it and threw it from the back to the right, took it lightly with his right hand, and continued to turn and throw it to his left hand, having a lot of fun.

At this time, a huge, as if substantial murderous aura surprised everyone. I saw Long Ya holding the racket tightly, the green tendons in her right hand were bulging, and there was a terrifying cold light in her eyes. The onlookers consciously took a few steps back, and only Baishi, Long Ya, and Mr. Referee, who was as uncomfortable as eating a dead mouse, were left around the court.

With a snort, I saw that the warrior in mid-air gradually merged into Long Ya's body, and a purple-black light flashed in the corner of Long Ya's eyes. "Since you're here for real, I'm welcome. Kuranosuke Shiraishi, I hope you can live until the end of the game! ”

Shout~

The tennis ball was thrown high by Long Ya, and then, in the eyes of Phoenix and the others, they saw a flash of purple light, and the tennis ball had already flown over the net and shot towards Bai Shi's face.

Shiraishi sneered and leaned back, keeping a distance of thirty centimeters from the ball. The racket in his hand flickered, and the sharp crescent tip smashed into the ball, squeezing the tennis ball into a disc-shape, and the reflection of ~ was gone.

Long Ya's body flashed, and even Phoenix and the others only saw a phantom (non-combat state, naturally they would not concentrate on watching the game with all their might), and after the tennis ball landed, they crossed the racket without any stagnation.

"Bang!"

The ball went a little low and hit the net. But with a snort, in the horrified eyes of everyone, the ball tore the net and continued to shoot at super high speed.

The crowd retreated, and the atmosphere brewing in the stadium made them even more uncomfortable. The aura that seems to devour people makes people mistakenly think that there are two prehistoric monsters on the court. The referee was already soaked behind him, and his face was covered with sweat, but he instinctively moved his eyes with the shot, and under the pressure of the two auras, he couldn't do anything else at all

"Game, Echizen, 4:4."

"Game, Shiraishi, 5:4."

"Game, Shiraishi, 6:6."

In everyone's mind, this is no longer a tennis game.

The top players of junior high school students, such as Sanada and Chitose Nioh, have long been stunned by this level of competition. They looked at the figures in horror, unable to accept the fact that they were from their class. Although they knew that Baishi was very strong and had never used their real strength, the reality was too sci-fi!

"How can this be" Ryoma's eyes widened, in his impression, that Ryūya should be his brother. And how could the two of them fight to such a point?

"Bastard! You two guys, stop it! Ryoma shouted, but the two of them didn't react, and he took out the tennis ball from his pocket and half-jumped to hit the tennis ball into the center of the court.

Everyone looked at him in surprise and muttered, "Echizen"

But something shocking happened, and I saw that the ball seemed to hit a wall and bounced out in midair. And after falling to the ground, the tennis ball seemed to be pierced with a knife, leaving five or six holes, emitting black smoke and leaning against the corner of the wall.

In the middle of the field, Ryoma's voice reached the ears of the two, and the eyes of the two were clear, but the movements of their hands did not fall. The corners of Long Ya's mouth pulled up and made a posture of returning the ball.

After entering the tie-break, the score at this time was 6:5, and Shiraishi had the advantage.

"It's over, let's decide the winner!" Long Ya shouted angrily, held the racket in both hands, and slammed it towards the tennis ball. Behind him, the figure of the samurai reappeared, and with the same movement, he slashed out a terrifying sword!

Shiraishi also made a return stance. He held the racket in both hands, turned it sideways, and swung it the moment the tennis ball passed. The ball was slammed off after a split second.

"Boom!"

Smoke and dust rose into the sky, enveloping the entire stadium, and the palpitating aura began to gradually dissipate. Everyone looked nervously at what the result was. Will it be a tie, or will Shiraishi win?

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and the eyes of the phoenix, who were also staring at the court, shrank.

I saw that on the court on the left, the samurai's sword behind Long Ya and the racket in his hand were broken. Under the right rib of the two, a dark red is clearly visible. On the other side, the armor of the military general behind Bai Shi was in tatters, and his body was also tattered, the crescent moon of Fang Tian's halberd was missing a few cuts, and the racket was completely out of shape.

When all the smoke and dust cleared, everyone looked at it, and the tennis ball that had been broken in half lay quietly at Long Ya's feet. The referee wiped the sweat from his face and said solemnly, "In the first set, Kuranosuke Shiraishi won, with a score of 7:6,"

"Whew!"

The samurai behind Long Ya disappeared, and the whole person fell backwards weakly, lying on the ground in a large shape.

"Oh, I lost"

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