"Bump!"

The whole ball sank into the ground of the court and did not bounce, and the burnt smell was a little heavier.

"Little doll, the milk smell hasn't dried up, uh burp~" Nanjiro's heavy mood seemed to change a little better, and he let out a loud burp, and suddenly a strange smell spread across the court.

"What does this smell like, vomit!" There is a first, there is a second, and the number of onlookers is immediately much less, after all, life is more important than hobbies, isn't it?

Lin stared blankly at the tennis ball stuck in his own court, and for the first time felt the powerlessness of his opponent in the face of his own school.

"Go on, little one, don't be stunned" Minamijiro touched his belly, as if he was savoring something.

"Yes, Senpai!" Lin rarely used the honorific title, in the face of this world's top boss, when he was crushed in all directions from the basic skills, trick skills and tactical routines, Lin really had a feeling that he had nothing to do, and he could only fight, hoping to play at a super level.

Lin's whole body began to condense the air current, and there was a faint sign that he was going to glow, and the power and speed of the heavy artillery shot suddenly increased a few points again, so that the shinobi on the side refreshed his cognition of Lin again, and he didn't even notice the arrival of Yakutsu, "This is?" Akutsu didn't care at all about what was happening, and anyone could see that his attention was completely focused on Lin's body, "New move? ”

Shinobu shook his head, "Last time you weren't there, Qingxue Zheng Player's stunt, without the hundred refinements of my realm, this guy, I don't know when I practiced it!" ”

Nanjiro also felt the changes brought about by the slight fluctuations in the wind, "Hundred tempers are self-satisfied? What an unexpected joy," he said, a burst of green light emanated from his body, and the grip of his right hand began to rotate like Lin, "What do you mean by that word?" Banmen get an axe", the backhand actually hit the lightning strike that had appeared before, but the speed was faster and the beam was more dazzling, however, this time Lin was reluctantly accepted by virtue of his hundred refinements, but the price was the physical strength that was consumed sharply in an instant, and Lin's face turned a little pale in an instant.

"I always feel that this trick is not suitable for you, why don't you try this?" Before Lin could figure out what the green brilliance was, Nanjiro began to change his tricks again, the brilliance on his body began to fade slowly, and the black aura continued to emanate from that thin body, at this time, the people around him could not bear it all at any time, only Shinozu, Akutsu and Nanako over there were still struggling to persevere, and a huge projection began to extend behind him, and it seemed to be the appearance of a samurai in the haze.

"It's !!" Lin didn't react until now, and it really appeared, the dimensional divine skill, the dimensional divine skill of Minamijiro and Ryoma, the samurai, the realm that all tennis players dream of, and the ticket to professional players, has the power to deviate from reality.

As Nanjiro continued to gain momentum, a circle of upward cyclones rose around Nanjiro's surroundings, gradually spreading to the periphery, and Nanako seemed to be shouting that Nanjiro wanted to interrupt him, until in the end it had no effect. It was still that simple swing, using the side of the racket to slash out of the response, in Lin's eyes, one by one movements were infinitely amplified and slowed down, and the whole person was bound by the ubiquitous sense of oppression, and it seemed that the samurai projection behind him pulled out the blade and swung the knife at the enemy to slash, and the cyclone around Nanjiro instantly emptied, followed by a ball of light like a tennis ball attacking Lin.

"Retire or die" Lin read this sentence in the shape of the samurai's mouth, but no matter what Lin chosen, the current situation was that his body was completely uncontrollable, and he couldn't even move, let alone run away or fight back. For a moment, Lin thought a lot, remembered that he had traveled into this world, remembered his teammates and partners, and remembered the experience of fighting again and again, which was played in front of him like a movie.

"Brush!" Just for a moment, the ball, as well as the Gangfeng that followed behind, were all gone, leaving Lin alone standing on the court alone, the cyclone and the faint white brilliance on his body were fragmented and slowly dissipated, Nanjiro touched his head, and saw that this field was from his own racket to the end of the opposite side, blocking the net, tennis balls, and even the shirt on Lin's body with a "snap", all of which were divided into two, and he seemed to feel a little embarrassed, "If you are not careful, you will be serious"

Seeing that Lin was motionless, he had a faint guess in his heart, secretly screamed that it was not good, and yelled, "Lin!" Coming to Lin's side, Akutsu followed, and with a light touch, Lin's body immediately knelt down, the entire shirt was shattered, and the headband on his head was neatly broken into two like a knife. The first sentence made the two people on the side feel inexplicable, but seeing the loneliness in Lin's eyes and the hands that clung to the ground and refused to let go, both of them knew that they shouldn't say anything more.

Nanako also ran to the field, and after a meal of blame, she pulled Nanjiro to Lin's side to make amends, and there was also an extra boy over there, looking at the traces in the field and turning his head to look at his father, seeing that his father shook his head embarrassedly, his eyes were sober, how could he be half drunk just now, and seemed to understand something, "Is it necessary?" ”

As Nanako helped Lin up, revealing Lin's face, the boy's face changed dramatically in an instant, "How is it possible?" ”

Everyone looked over here, Nanjiro looked at his adopted son Long Ya suspiciously, and saw that the excellent junior was happy to see such an oolong, and no one had the face to stay any longer, I really didn't expect this little guy to let himself start to get serious without knowing when, and even subconsciously used all his strength to deal with it, where is this a teenage little guy can withstand, I hope it won't cause any negative effects, but suddenly I saw that the look that has always been pampered and not shocked changed dramatically, The curiosity in my heart was aroused at once, and the footsteps that I was about to leave secretly were retracted.

"Who are you, Lin Feng?"

"Lin Feng?" Shinobu and Akutsu had never heard of this strange name at all, so they had to repeat Long Ya's words a month ago to the weak Lin, Lin's expression changed a little instantly, and he fell into a memory, not escaping everyone's eyes, Long Ya suddenly knew that his guess was not wrong, this guy in front of him was definitely related to his life enemy, "My name is Lin Lan, I have an elder brother named Lin Feng, I don't know if it's the one you know." ”

"Sure enough" I didn't expect it to be two brothers, the elder brother is so strong, and the younger brother has also reached the point where he can pose a threat to himself, you must know that you have almost never seen your father's true strength, but he was inspired by the little guy in front of him, and subconsciously remembered the duel in Hong Kong, and couldn't help touching the scar on his face, "Tell him that I will personally take back the hatred of Hong Kong before the month." ”

As soon as I heard Long Ya mention Hong Kong, it would be too incompetent as a father to think about it, Long Ya, who had traveled around the world a few months ago, suddenly returned to Japan, and the huge surprise turned out to be frightened after rushing over, the bone bone of the right hand and the scarred appearance on the face made the father feel distressed to death, knowing that his son was losing to a young man named Lin Feng in a head-to-head duel, but he had nothing to say, so he had to train Long Ya more strictly after Long Ya recovered from his injury, and watched his son exercise tennis desperately, The pressure on the father's heart is a hundred times greater than that of the son, but there is nowhere to speak, which indirectly led to the formation of his habit of buying drunk in the past few months, and finally became the fuse of today's whole incident.