Tezuka's serving speed is already very impressive compared to elementary school students.

However, if you really feel the traces of Yuezhi Moonlight Maher's serve, you will naturally not be knocked down by this ball.

The trail quickly ran towards the landing point.

Syllable!

Tennis flew off Tezuka's court.

After Tezuka's serve, the trace department put away his contempt.

The strength of this peer in front of me is very strong!

I saw that the opposite hand faced the tennis ball that was rushing straight forward, took a step forward in a hurry, and hit the tennis ball back with a swing of the racket.

The tennis ball flew straight to the bottom line, just landed on the bottom line and flew out.

“15-0！”

The trace department was also a little surprised, the guy with glasses in front of him was really strong.

It's a guy who played 6-0 all the way like him.

Thinking of this, Jibe laughed.

"This is qualified to be Uncle Ben's opponent!"

"Let's go on without regrets!" Tezuka said seriously while holding the racket.

Once again, the tennis ball crossed the trail of the court.

The trail took a slight step back and touched the tennis ball with a light tap.

"It's impossible to score points from Ben on the serve." A confident smile appeared on his face.

“15-15！”

“15-30！”

“30-30！”

“40-30！”

"Game, Kunimitsu Tezuka, 1-0!"

It's just one point, and Tezuka and Traces have been fighting for more than ten minutes.

"The physical fitness of these two little imps is still quite good." Tanejima praised.

Yukimura and Sanada also put away their contempt at this time.

On the field, the traces did not seem to affect their emotions by losing points.

"That's what makes it interesting. Let's take a look at Uncle Ben's gorgeous serve! ”

Traces tossed the tennis ball in his hand.

Syllable!

The racket is pressed down hard.

The tennis ball landed on Tezuka's court but did not bounce.

"No rebound?!"

"This ball is amazing!"

The surrounding audience watched in amazement.

"What a terrible junior." Irie said sota.

“0-15！”

"How's it going, Tezuka, have you been scared by Uncle Ben's gorgeous ball skills?"

Tezuka did not respond to him.

"Tee, Trace." It's still a serious poker face.

"What a boring guy." Traces muttered softly.

It's Don Whither serving again.

“0-30！”

“0-40！”

"Let's just let this goal end this point!"

The trail throws the tennis ball high.

The tennis ball landed at Tezuka's feet.

But at this time, the tennis ball, which was supposed to have no rebound, suddenly flew up.

Tezuka field.

Boom!

Tezuka used the field to break the Tang Whither serve in the traces.

Boom!

Surprised for a moment, the trace adjusted his state.

The sound of batting came and went.

The quick swing didn't bother Tezuka too much.

The tennis ball crosses the trail and goes straight into the corner.

"This ball will definitely be Uncle Ben!"

The trail quickly turned around and leaped away.

The tennis ball flew high and landed behind Tezuka.

"Game, Keigo Keibe, 1-1!"

“2-1！”

“2-2！”

“3-2！”

The trace bit the score and didn't let Tezuka open the gap in the score.

"Indulge in Uncle Ben's gorgeous ball skills and step towards the shattered waltz!"

Trail jumped high and slammed the tennis ball down.

The sudden tennis ball knocked Tezuka's racket off, followed by another smash.

"Game, Keigo Keibe, 3-3!"

Picking up the racket from the ground, Tezuka also felt the will of the trace, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

"Come on! Let's go on without regrets!! ”

A ray of light emanated from Tezuka's body, like a granular white mist wrapping around Tezuka.

"Trace, I'm here!"

In the stands, the audience involuntarily made a shocked sound.

This doesn't seem to be the tennis they think it is.

The contestants will still shine.....

Yuechi Moonlight looked at the opening of the selfless tezuka, and then set his eyes on Igarashi Chikei.

My friend really knows everything!

"Selflessness. My mind has completely dissolved into nothingness, and emptiness is nothingness. Chikei Igarashi's voice rang out from the side.

"The path of tennis opened by the legendary samurai Minamijiro Echizen." Irie pushed his glasses more.

"Didn't the two imps over there turn on too?" Igarashi Chikei's words suddenly made several people look at him.

Yukimura and Sanada both looked surprised.

No third person knows about the fact that they have opened the realm of selflessness.

"Don't be surprised, the gods and Buddhas have already given me the answer." Chikage Igarashi said.

Tezuka swings his racket off the court

"Game, Kunimitsu Tezuka, 4-3!"

"Game, Kunimitsu Tezuka, 5-3!"

Although the score has been compared, the game is still very intense, and the trace continues to play with super physical fitness.

"Tezuka, I've seen it through! Your stamina is running out so fast that you can't hold on anymore! ”

Traces didn't care at all, and he was gasping for breath now.

"The winner will be me!"

The tennis ball flew in front of Tezuka.

Tezuka held the racket lightly, and the tennis ball flew over the net and landed on the ground.

Then a strange situation happened, and the tennis ball did not bounce back.

It's like the Don Waiter serve in the trace department, and there is no rebound.

“15-0！”

"Tezuka, what is your ball called?" The trace was a little curious.

"Zero." Tezuka's face still didn't have any expression, as if nothing could make his emotions fluctuate.

The audience at the venue resounded with the sound of squirming and talking.

First there is the trace of Tang Wise's serve, and then there is Tezuka's zero style.

In today's primary school competition, they actually saw such a subversive ball skill.

"This one is called Tezuka Kunimitsu, and he's really a genius." Yue Zhiyueguang, who has always been silent, opened his mouth and exclaimed.

Then he looked at Chikéi Igarashi.

Igarashi Qianjing naturally understands the meaning of Yue Zhi.

"When he's done, I'll talk to him." Chikage Igarashi said.

As the Minister of the Ice Emperor, he naturally wanted Tezuka to come to the Ice Emperor to go to school.

However, his own personality is not suitable for negotiations, but fortunately, there is Igarashi Chikage, the eight-sided deputy minister.

"When the time comes, it's not like Lihai will sweep the whole country." Igarashi Chikage said with a smile at Tanejima and Irie.

"Yukimura and Sanada are very strong." Irie said with a smile.

Just as he was talking, the game off the field had come to the final match point.

Tezuka only needs to score one more goal to advance to the final.

"It's a pleasure to play with you!"

The next moment, Tezuka's left hand emitted a yellow glow.

The limit of a thousand tempers!

Boom!

The tennis ball crossed the trail and hit the guardrail hard after it hit the ground.

"GAME, 6-3, Kunimitsu Tezuka wins!"

Jibu walked to the net and took the lead in extending his hand to Tezuka.