"Aggression is like fire!"

Sanada shouted angrily, and his eyebrows were full of murderous aura.

The flames of the prairie ignited the pupils of the traces, and the terrifying power that swept through the traces made it a little difficult to resist.

Whether it is speed, strength, or skill, all of them are at a disadvantage, and in this case, all the traces can rely on are eyesight and endurance.

Only by dragging the game into the protracted battles that he does best can he find a silver lining.

Thinking of this, the trace reinvigorated.

The situation is very similar to when he was at the British tennis school, the only difference is that he is stronger now.

And his opponent is just as strong.

"Come on! Sanada! ”

The sudden shouting of the trace made many people look sideways, and the figure that flew forward and hit a half-volley was full of determination.

"Traces..."

Off-the-field, Shindo and the others clenched their fists.

This is the president of their Ice Emperor, Keigo Tracebe.

......

"What a stubborn guy."

Akai shook his head.

While Akai has little admiration for his belief in staying the course, he doesn't think there will be any turnaround in this matchup.

"It's embarrassing."

Mu Shou said lightly.

The appearance of the traces at the moment is really a little embarrassing.

In contrast, Sanada's situation is much better.

Sanada Genichiro, the emperor of Lihai, is bound to be the top master of the first echelon in the middle of the country.

Facing another riback from the trace, Sanada lightly pulled out a tall arc of light.

He didn't want to go down with the ink anymore.

"Good chance!"

Traces raised their heads, Sanada's high ball was as wonderful as a rain in a long drought for Traces.

"Towards a shattered... Waltz! ”

Sanada's movements were constantly magnified in the eyes of the trace, and only his superb eyesight could do this magic skill of smashing twice.

However.

"It's boring!"

Sanada snorted coldly.

Sonor!

There seemed to be a sound of Jin Ge coming out of the sheath.

The roar that sounded in an instant woke everyone present.

Boom!

Behind him, there was the thud of a tennis ball hitting the ground.

"This game was scored by Sanada Koichiro of Lihai High School, with a score of 5:2."

"The two sides change places!"

......

"Hair... What happened! ”

Pinggu realized that until now he hadn't figured out what had just happened.

"The first blow of the waltz of the trace to disillusionment should be intended to shoot down the racket in Sanada's hand, and then the second blow will score with a smash."

"But Sanada just deliberately let the trace play a waltz that led to ruin, and then with his amazing swing speed, he grasped the timing of the trace to kill the ball and hit back beautifully."

Mu Shou said lightly.

His gaze stayed on Sanada's body.

Compared with Sanada, the evaluation of the trace in the heart of the wooden hand has slipped.

All Kide is thinking about now is how to defeat Sanada.

At the time of the national competition, Kide believed that he and Sanada would have a fight.

Amuro smiled and looked at the traces in the field.

He felt a movement of spiritual power in the body of the trace.

Perhaps the current traces and others still can't understand what kind of power spiritual power is, but the players who have stepped on the national level have more or less mastered the use of spiritual power.

It's just that they don't know about it.

Now the trail is stuck at an important juncture.

Once his eyesight and mental power can be perfectly combined, he will completely step into the first echelon of national players.

Amuro turned to look at Sanada again.

He knew that maybe Sanada had already sensed something, so he would play a waltz that was about to be destroyed in the Trail Division.

I'm afraid Sanada won't give the trace department any more time.

......

After a short break, the two sides were back on the pitch.

The tracks were crossed with their legs, and the dust was flying.

He felt it.

I felt that the opportunity for my own evolution was right in front of me.

"Hurry up! Faster! ”

"Uncle Ben's evolution is a rapid progress!"

The heart of the trace kept roaring.

The ego and pride in his heart pushed him forward, and he didn't want to lose this match.

"Trace, I must admit that I underestimated you before!"

"But the gap between you and me is as big as a chasm."

"Wither away with despair, Keigo Keibe!"

Sanada let out a loud shout, and the momentum around him pressed towards the trace like a black cloud.

"It's as fast as the wind!"

Boom!

Sanada's lead shot was as fast as a shadow, and the tennis ball wrapped in the verdant energy of the wind flew through the air.

The remnants of the Dao slowly shattered.

The eyesight around the trace is also insufficient.

15：0。

"His serve... It's faster! ”

Mu Shou said lightly.

Higa Kunijunaka is the only one who has dynamic eyesight enough to keep up with Sanada's speed.

The rest, even Akai, who has already reached the national level, can't keep up.

Sanada's invisible lead shot and the power of the wind are enough to defeat the average national player.

"That's the gap between us! Traces! ”

Sanada snorted coldly, and his words were full of the spirit of a king.

The true colors of the emperor are undoubtedly revealed.

Many people understand why Sanada is known as the emperor of Lihai.

"It's Uncle Ben who wins!"

Until now, he has not given up his belief in winning.

The tenacity of the will is evident.

Only such a tenacious will can create traces that can be defeated again and again, and can continue to evolve despite repeated defeats.

"Needless struggle!"

Sanada's eyes flashed with approval under his cap.

Sanada, who has always admired head-to-head battles, recognized Jibe's dedication to victory.

Sou!

Sanada picked his wrist, and the moment the tennis ball in his hand left his hand, everyone's eyes were suddenly attracted by this pale yellow ball.

"It's as fast as the wind!"

The racket in Sanada's hand flashed away, and that clear glow suddenly illuminated everyone's pupils.

This is a ball that exceeds the limit of ordinary people's dynamic vision, and it is suddenly shocking.

After serving, the real field went straight forward to grab the net, and he wanted to completely strangle the tracks.

The series of blurry afterimages in the line of sight made the pupils of the trace look a little bloodshot.

Mixed with a little prediction, the trail stepped out, and it was a wave to aim at one place.

The sound that came in an instant made a little happy on the face of the trace.

Then he looked up, and Sanada's angry-eyed figure had already built a majestic mountain in front of the net.

"Oops!"

Tracebe immediately stepped forward, but how quickly did he pass Sanada's powerful volley in front of the net.

Boom!

30：0。

A few minutes later.

"Aggression is like fire!"

To the surprise of the trace, Sanada actually played an invasion in front of the net in the form of a volley.

The hasty counterattack of the trace was unable to resist the blazing fire at all, and the strong force directly broke the defense of the trace department.

Boom!

"At the end of the game, it was won by Sanada Koichiro of Lihai University High School, with a score of 6:2."