Peng!

Peng!

"This game was scored by Higa Kunaka Amuro, with a score of 5:3."

Under the dark shot, even Tezuka's resolute brilliance suddenly faded.

Even.

Tezuka felt that his mental power had been affected in the slightest.

Unlike the seamless and ever-present devouring of light, it belongs to the annihilation pulled by darkness.

After this game, Amuro Jin also ushered in her own match point game.

Tezuka walked to the service line without the slightest hesitation.

Even now that his arm was starting to signal discomfort, he didn't care at all.

"Zero serve!"

Peng!

Although Tezuka's zero-style serve doesn't have a very obvious forward swing, the complex spin Amuro can tell if it's a zero-style serve just by looking at it.

Amuro Jin sighed helplessly in her heart.

He didn't want any accidents with this stubborn guy Tezuka.

The World Junior Tennis League is just around the corner.

"Land Shrinkage!"

Amuro's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Swift left an afterimage behind Amuro.

Amuro Jin, who came to the tennis landing point in advance, held it out of thin air.

The blue air mass condensed and was directly swung out by Amuro Jin.

The yellow ball fell to the ground.

Then in the surprised eyes of everyone, he was directly provoked by Amuro Jin from the ground.

The high-shot ball with strong topspin flew into the opposite corner of Tezuka in a great arc.

Winter!

The sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground was clearly resounding in everyone's hearts.

"Game, Amuro, 15:0."

......

"Tezuka's zero-style serve... Beaten back! ”

The faces of the Qingxue people were visibly darkened.

The look of disbelief in his eyes overflowed.

In their opinion, there is no possibility of being beaten back with a clear zero serve.

Also agreeing to be shocked were the people of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple.

"Shiraishi, Tezuka, he shouldn't have made a mistake with that ball just now, right?"

Yuan Zhe was also a little unsure.

If there is no mistake, then how exactly did Amuro Jin do it?

"Tezuka, how could he make a mistake..."

Shiraishi shook his head, Tezuka's ball just now should indeed be perfect.

As Shiraishi said, even the slightest discomfort in Tezuka's arm at the moment will not affect the stability of his serve.

"It's gas!"

In the Ice Emperor's stands, Jibu took his right hand off his nose.

The cold glint in his eyes was full of understanding.

The trace department perceives it with his excellent eyesight and mental power.

At the moment when Tezuka's zero-style serve landed, the air mass swung by Amuro Jin collided with the tennis ball.

At the time of the collision, the tennis ball produced a hint of rebound.

And it was this rebound that created the conditions for Amuro to hit Tezuka's zero-style serve.

"Gas?!"

The Ice Emperor's crowd was shocked.

They knew that the so-called qi was the kind of virtual ball move that was used in Higa Country.

"Is that okay?"

Ryo Shishido took a deep breath.

It's easier said than done.

It all had to happen in a flash of lightning.

The slightest problem with the timing of any move will result in the final return ball hanging into the net or out of bounds.

"If it's someone else in Higa Country, it may not be able to do it, but Amuro Jin's words are naturally no problem."

Jibe sneered.

No one on the scene knew better than him how terrible Amuro was.

It was a monster with few dead ends.

......

Even Tezuka himself was shocked.

The zero serve was something he had mastered with great difficulty.

I never thought that I would be hit back by Amuro Jin in such a way.

Naturally, he didn't think that the goal just now was a coincidence.

Since the zero serve is useless, Tezuka has no choice but to make the last shot.

Peng!

The ultra-high-speed serve is like a meteor falling to the ground.

The angle at which it rebounds after landing is also very amazing.

In it, Amuro saw the complex rotation of the realm.

Each ball of Tezuka has long been habitually brought to the spin of the field.

"Dark Shot!"

Amuro Jin backhanded.

Darkness invaded, and Tezuka suddenly lost his sense of tennis.

Vision, psychic power, or other aspects of perception are all gone.

Winter!

"Game, Amuro, 30:0."

......

Peng!

Peng!

"Game, Amuro, 40:0."

"Higa Kunijunaka Amuro Jin's final point!"

......

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Higa! Higa! ”

"One more ball! One more goal! ”

It was the most exciting time for the members of Higa National High School.

One more goal will send them to the finals.

Even Tezuka is inevitably sad in this atmosphere.

This year, their youth school is going to end here again.

But even so, Tezuka can't make others look down on him.

I look down on Qingxue.

The seamless brilliance on Tezuka's body shone a little brighter again.

That was his last flashback.

Peng!

The vigorous energy penetrates the racket and brings a wave of air.

The galloping tennis ball challenges the visual limits of everyone.

Amuro's eyes narrowed slightly, and this last ball naturally had to come to a perfect ending.

In Amuro's body, the power of Asura Shinto and the power of seamless both poured out.

The aura that surged at that moment immediately overwhelmed Tezuka's breath.

Under such heavy pressure, Tezuka's body was as seamless as a candle in the wind.

Rumble~~

A simple volley brings the ultimate roar.

A large amount of smoke and dust instantly enveloped the stadium.

The small yellow ball sped forward, and all the dust and smoke around it were swept into the bottom of the ball.

Bang~~

This ball directly sliced a layer off the wall behind Tezuka.

The scattered gravel and dust smoke immediately caused exclamations at the scene.

Screams came and went.

Higa, Qingxue, Ice Emperor, Four Heavenly Treasure Temple, etc.

All eyes were on the field.

The wind blows the dust and smoke.

Tezuka stood in the backcourt.

There was no damage on his body, and Amuro Jin deliberately avoided the direction of Tezuka for the ball just now.

Tezuka's eyes were full of disbelief.

In an instant, he saw an angelic phantom with wings on his back behind Amuro.

The wings of black and white are a perfect combination of holiness and wickedness.

It's not just him.

Traces, Shiraishi and other players whose spiritual power has touched the first level have also seen it.

I saw the fleeting phantom behind Amuro Jin.

At the same time, I also felt the horror and oppression of that moment.

At that moment, several people felt the same thing, as if their blood and soul were frozen.

"It's over! Won by Higa Kunichu Amuro Jin. ”

"Ratio 6:3."

"So far, in the semifinals of this national competition, Okinawa will represent Higa Kunichu against Tokyo will win the match with a score of 3:0."

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