Peng!

Peng!

"This game was scored by Higa Kunaka Amuro, with a score of 5:0."

"The two sides change places!"

The referee's voice sounded, signaling that the match was about to enter the final tiebreaker.

Tracebe looked up at the sun on the horizon, his back soaked from the scorching heat.

"Whew..."

Minister Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, Amuro Jin is still so powerful.

Powerful is despairing.

On the other side, Amuro Jinke is in much better condition than the trace.

It took little effort to deal with Amuro Jin.

Without considering eyesight, the strength of the trace can be said to be the weakest among the national-level peaks.

In terms of pure personal strength, the trace department is not as good as Tezuka, Yukimura and Sanada and others, and the only thing he can rely on is his own eyesight.

"Looks like he's no match for Amuro."

Naturally, I have seen this thoroughly.

The difference in strength between the two sides is obvious.

"Hmm."

Tezuka nodded.

But Tezuka's mind had a different idea.

He didn't think someone like Jibu would lose a game like that.

......

"Ho..."

Amuro Jin clasped his waist with one hand and patted with the other.

Raising his head, he saw the unwillingness and stubbornness in the eyes of the traces.

To be honest, Amuro still admires the trace department.

It's not like anyone can maintain a fiery fighting spirit under such despair.

At this point, Hiyoshiruo has a little bit of the shadow of the trace, but the pride and stubbornness of the Hijiruo are nothing compared to the trace.

"It's too early for you to challenge me."

Amuro Jin smiled with a smirk.

Bathed in golden sunlight, Amuro Jin is as awe-inspiring as a god at this moment.

Hearing that the Ministry of Deeds did not reply, his eyes were still full of unwillingness and fighting spirit.

"It's really not the heart of the Yellow River that doesn't die, Traces."

Amuro shook her head helplessly.

Case...

Phew!

Amuro Jin raised his arm, and the yellow ball was thrown.

Bending his knees, Amuro's movements are as standard as a textbook.

Peng!

The moment the tennis ball hits the racket, it is instantly deformed, and the powerful kinetic energy pushes the tennis ball forward.

The ultra-high-speed serve is beyond the limits of almost everyone's vision.

"What a joke! Uncle Ben won't lose to you! ”

Tracebe roared, his eyes widening to the limit.

A terrifying spiritual power poured into the eyes of the traces, and at this moment, the north wind was cold.

The wind and snow flooded the entire stadium, and the kingdom of ice and snow belonging to the trace department was cast.

"What?!"

The cold air spread down Amuro's ankles and onto Amuro's body.

A thin layer of ice covered Amuro's body.

The sun was shining, and a skeleton appeared in the eyes of the trace in an instant through the ice.

"I saw it! Uncle Ben saw it! ”

There was a roar and a backhand was a sharp volley.

Winter!

The ball slammed down at Amuro's feet, and golden light splashed everywhere.

Amuro Jin smiled, the trace department had indeed caught his dead end just now.

He couldn't move in the face of the track's response.

......

"Hahaha~~Hahaha~~"

The laughter of the trace was presumptuous and high-pitched.

After gaining unprecedented evolution, all of the self-confidence of the trace department has returned.

"Amuro! I see it! I can see your absolute blind spots! ”

"Even though you've been trying to eliminate your dead ends, your joints and bones tell me exactly where your dead spots are!"

"As long as you lock on to the absolute dead corner that your joints and bones can't cope with, you won't even have a chance to react!"

Traces laughed loudly.

Even though his forehead was covered in sweat, he still believed he still had a chance to win.

"Tezuka, did you hear that? He said he could see the absolute dead ends that his joints and bones couldn't handle. ”

Fuji's voice rang in Tezuka's ears.

Tezuka turned his head in surprise, and Fuji's voice sounded like he was trembling.

Turning his head, Tezuka saw the glint in Fuji's eyes.

"Well, it looks like he's got some amazing evolution."

Tezuka was silent for a moment and then nodded.

For Tezuka, it's clear that the current traces are very different from before.

......

Peng!

Peng!

"Game, Keigo Keibe, 30:0."

......

In the blink of an eye, the trail won another goal.

Attacking at absolute corners that joints and bones can't cope with is a bit tricky.

The freezing meaning that touched the depths of his soul made Amuro feel a little surprised.

To be able to do this to this extent not only shows that the eyesight of the trace part is about to evolve to the ultimate clairvoyance.

I'm afraid that the spiritual power of the trace department has also reached a higher level.

Being able to break through your mental power in the game, the potential of the trace department is endless.

"With my foresight, your body has nothing to hide!"

"Amuro, welcome to Uncle Ben's kingdom!"

"Trace Kingdom!"

The back-to-back scoring has boosted his confidence and his smile has become more and more unbridled.

For Jibu, it was as if he had choked fate now.

But he had forgotten who was standing in front of him now.

"Trace, I have to admit your talent."

"But as I said, it's too early for you to challenge me."

Amuro Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, and the momentum on his body began to boil.

In an instant, Kite, Tezuka and Fuji, who were on the sidelines, felt the terrifying momentum emanating from Amuro Jin.

"Walking on the Stars"

And the first to bear the brunt of the trail widened his eyes.

His heart chuckled.

It's as if some monster has been unleashed.

The power of the Asura Shinto is surging.

After seeing the aura of the Asura Shinto released by Mu Shou before, Amuro Jin also felt a little itchy.

He was going to let the wooden hand see what the real Asura Shinto was.

The terrifying aura was all integrated into the Asura Shinto, followed by Amuro Jin's spiritual will.

The second stage of the Asura Shinto caused the breath of Kide, Tezuka, and Traces to be stagnant.

It's a terrible oppression.

Peng!

The child's hole in the trace part shrank slightly.

The sound of hitting in his ears made him understand that Amuro had already started to serve.

But there was nothing in front of him, and his body was stiff.

Katsa.

The snow-covered scene shattered like a mirror.

The kingdom of the Trace has completely collapsed.

Peng!

Peng!

"Jibu, if you want to challenge me, you better practice more!"

Amuro's voice drifted into the heart of the trace.

Then there was a sudden roar.

Peng!

Winter!

The snow has stopped.

Behind him, a small yellow ball slowly leaned against the wall.

"At the end of the game, Higa Kunaka Amuro Jin won, with a score of 6:0."