"For Kamiyo, pleasing himself is obviously the first priority, whether it is the previous Fuji or the current Qianshi, it is just his plaything." Jibu frowned, and his voice was soft: "This guy's personality is still so bad. ”

"I have to be calm, and I must not lose my proportions at this time." Sengoku's eyes were solemn, and he gently slapped the tennis ball.

"Let's try again."

"Tiger Cannon!"

"Bang!"

The tennis ball turned into a yellow beam and smashed directly into Kamidai Blue's half.

Then the ball just bounced, and Kamidailan's right hand cut out again.

"Whew!"

The tennis ball brings up the ultimate spin and heads towards the area where Sengoku is located.

"Bang!" At the moment when the tennis ball hits the racket, there is a strange refraction, which once again skims over the face and roars into the sky.

“30-0。”

"Shhh Sengoku covered his face in pain, his eyes full of incredulity and a hint of fear.

What kind of ball again?

"Oops, this shot didn't even hit, it seems that your luck is really good." Kamidai Lan's slightly regretful voice sounded.

"He actually took aim at me. Face? Qianshi took a step back, and there was uncontrollable anger in his eyes: "Bastard, what do you take tennis for?" ”

"Hahaha, what are you talking about this guy? Hahaha, tennis is not what you think of as a sport. Akutsu, who was on the sidelines, suddenly laughed: "Only the winner can define tennis!" ”

"My tennis is to win, just like our Lihai Da, three consecutive championships are unstoppable, and Yamabuki is still too naïve." Sanada, who was watching the battle, said in a deep voice.

"Well, I actually think tennis is very happy, and winning or losing seems to be very important, hahaha." Kikumaru stuck out his tongue.

"Anger, incomprehension, fear, just because of misunderstandings."

"What is friendly tennis and what is violent tennis?"

"What you think is violent tennis doesn't hit you, does it?"

"At the end of the day, it's just a simple test for me."

"Errors can lead to misunderstandings, and I'm very friendly."

Shen Dailan showed a harmless smile from humans and animals: "After verifying your luck, I will let you see my ball skills, return to the blade." ”

"Sip it, Wicked Princess."

With this passage of liberation, a strange figure seemed to condense behind Shen Dailan.

The back is a bract-shaped wing, the tail and half of the eye sockets have purple stripes, and the head is flanked by an inverted wing-shaped sheet mask.

This is the No.8 blade of the Ten Blades of Broken Face, and the Liberation of Sal Apollo's Broken Blade.

The return blade is equivalent to the beginning solution of the broken face, and the ability and the beginning solution of the god of death are benchmarked.

Sal Apollo's Return Blade performed well in the original book, much stronger than those two or three seats.

"Buzz!" The phantom behind Sal Apollo's return blade stood vaguely behind Kamidai Blue, exuding an evil aura.

"It's . Humanoid. Monster?! "Lihai Dazheng Xuan's eyes were all shocked, and the phantom created by the return blade made them think of the void that frightened Kirihara.

"This is not the beginning of the solution, the return to the blade. Is it a new kind of golf skill? Why does it sound ominous? Liu Lian'er frowned, stared at Shen Dailan with narrowed eyes, and said to herself: "I also read a paragraph, although the phantom behind me is not as tyrannical and terrifying as the monster before, there is also an indescribable sense of depression. ”

"Compared to those initial solving skills, the return blade seems to be even more weird." A guess came to Liu Lian's mind: "Could it be that this is a humanoid void?" ”

"Return to the blade? What kind of game is this? Deputy Minister, do you know? Kamio asked Tachibana curiously.

But when I saw Tachibana, I was also confused.

"I've never seen the god use this kind of ball skill, this skill gives people a good unsettling feeling, it makes me feel like I have seen the god generation in the past."

"Qianshi, you are really lucky today, because you met me, and I will let you have a fun tournament experience." Kamidai Lan slowly retreated, and at the same time, everyone's vision was disorganized, as if they saw a cloud of juice spurting from behind the phantom of Sal Apollo, viscous and disgusting, and after a burst of squirming, a tall, man in a mountain blowing school uniform stood up and stood in front of Kamidai Lan.

"Lucky to lucky, the ultimate game of luck." Kamidai Lan jokingly walked out of bounds.

"What is this? Oh, my God?! How did I see the second Thousand Stones?! ”

"How did the slime spit out by that phantom become human?"

The whole venue suddenly became a mess, and all the audience looked shocked and even frightened.

When things go beyond what they realize, they will be left with panic.

"Is this really tennis?"

"That's not true, is it?" Someone muttered to himself.

This made Shen Dailan want to complain.

There seems to be a great sense of separation between the world championship and the ordinary ball game in this world.

The average viewer has no access to the brutal and unscientific tennis of the World Championships.

In the World Championship, the light shot of the draw A is an absolute killer in the ordinary game.

Even a lot of coaches don't know anything about Worlds.

Kamidai Lan once asked his father.

The conclusion was reached:

The reason why tennis is so important in this world is not only because it is a popular sport all over the world, but also because in the world championships, countries will trade on the basis of tennis to show their strength.

The world tennis derived from tennis has the ability to destroy, reverse time, and even create black holes.

Countries with the best tennis players naturally have a greater say.

So.

Only then will countries promote the development of tennis.

"Could this be this" The old man who had been squinting his eyes opened his eyes for the first time, revealing shock, grasping the armrests with both hands and leaning forward slightly.

Over the past few decades, he had the privilege of witnessing two self-proclaimed World Championship players in action, and that's when he saw the Phantom unfold from behind them and play devastating shots.

At this moment, Shen Dailan's figure overlapped with the two of them.

He couldn't help but muttered to himself in a voice that he could only hear, "Is this the world's ball skill?" Who are you? ”

"This should be" Qian and Liu Lian couldn't hide the shock in their hearts, glanced at each other, and after calming down, Qian took the lead in speaking: "This should be a spiritual ball skill." ”

"No, I think it's not just the spiritual ball technique, now the audience has seen the second thousand stones, and even Shen Dailan is standing aside to watch, the spirit ball skill can't affect others on a large scale." Liu Lian Er shook his head, the minister of Lihai University, Yukimura Seiichi, is a player of spiritual ball skills, so Liu Lian Er is qualified to say this.

"Look at this game, Shendai Blue can use other people's ball skills, so I think, this Shendai Blue may not be Shendai Blue."

"Hi Chigoku, it's a pleasure to play against you, wow, it's really lucky today." The pseudo-thousand stones that conjured up greeted brightly and cheerfully.

Chigoku frowned and looked at the pseudo-Chigoku who was exactly the same as himself on the other side, and his heart was full of uneasiness.

"Today, it's really unlucky."

Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

The main character is a patient with schizophrenia, with various personalities such as the Joker and Hannibal, such a peculiar existence has interesting chemistry with various characters in the Marvel world...... There is a great sense of anticipation

(End of chapter)