"All the injuries suffered here will be healed, but as a price, the body will turn into white bones, this is the stage prepared for you, fight until the last moment, until you lose your will, until the body is completely turned into bones, the game will not stop."

Kamidai Blue wielded the racket, and in a haze, the racket seemed to turn into a slender, blood-colored sword.

"I see!" Tezuka held the racket in his hand, his eyes were completely devoid of fear, and he got up, and the racket in his hand seemed to have turned into a sharp sword.

"Am I mistaken, is this really tennis?" Saori rubbed her eyes and looked suspicious of life: "Although this is also very handsome, but this blood is so scary." ”

"This is no longer a game, but a fight between two fighters, the racket in the hand is a sword, only when one side can not stand up at all, the game will end, the injured place turned into bones, which means that this is a battle for life, this is destined to be an extremely cruel and bloody game."

Mamoru Inoue said movingly: "This match has gone beyond the scope of the tennis world in the country, maybe . Ball skills there. ”

Mamoru Inoue has a bit of a vague idea of the Worlds.

He knows.

This kind of skill that changes the weather scene and involves various elements is definitely not something that middle school students should master.

If I'm not mistaken, Kamidai Blue comes from a mysterious world.

"Bang!" Shen Dailan kicked off, and the tennis ball turned into a sharp blade and shot away again.

This time, Tezuka, who had already been prepared, shone brightly on his body, and his right hand was raised.

His whole being entered into a kind of mysterious realm.

I only have tennis in my head, and I can play at a super level.

"Bang." During the shock, the ground under the tennis ball cracked, and after landing, the blood mist transpired and the shock wave spread.

Tezuka's racket meets the tennis ball, but it is instantly shaken away.

This time, his left leg was also turned to bone.

Shrouded in a blood mist, the traces of the collapse of the field and the recovery of Tezuka's injuries.

Qian shook his head: "The gap is really ridiculously big, and when you open the seamless Tezuka, you can't even catch a ball of the gods, is this a swastika?" ”

"The game is over, even if we are against this god of blue, it may not be pleasing to us." Irie shook his head.

"This swastika may have surpassed most of the other dimensions." Onijujiro suddenly spoke.

"The appearance of such a strong person in the realm of the country is completely a dimensionality reduction attack."

"Oh roar, Ah ghost, we're going to kick the gym later, or you can fight him, you know my strength, I'm weak." Irie pretends to be weak.

"I'm probably no match for him." Oni Jujiro said in a deep voice with a dark face.

Although Tezuka did not force out the full strength of Kamidai Blue, the aura shown by Kamiyo Blue alone now has made Kijujiro understand that he is definitely not Kamiyo Blue's opponent.

"Traces, how does this swastika feel much more terrifying than the swastika I fought with you before." A wicked smile appeared on the face of the ninja warrior: "In the heart of the gods, you will not be inferior"

The words were not finished, but the meaning of ridicule was unmistakable.

The Tezuka before the seamless is not as good as the trace, but after turning on the Seamless, the strength of the trace is obviously inferior to the Tezuka.

Jibu's face darkened, and he was unhappy in his heart: "The hateful god is actually using that kind of garbage to compete with me!" ”

"Minister, in fact, think about it from another angle, it's good that the gods didn't use this swastika to fight you, you look at Tezuka." Feng Chotaro swallowed with difficulty, his voice trembling.

When everyone looked at it, they saw Tezuka Kunimitsu with half of his body with dry bones, and only the upper body was still flesh and blood, struggling to support him.

It's a horrific scene.

"Gollum."

"In this way, it is better to be frozen." He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He still remembers the pain of being frozen.

But it's better than being turned into a skeleton.

The battle between the two sides continued, and under the offensive of Kamiyo, Tezuka lost points one after another.

"Whoosh!" The tennis ball turns into a sword and flies high into the sky.

When you reach the high point, you will slowly descend towards Tezuka.

In an ordinary game, this is just an ordinary high-hanging ball, even a high lob that gives points.

But in this field, this high hanging ball is a weapon capable of killing.

Under the traction of the center of gravity, the sharp blade of the tennis ball turned into a sharp sword pointed downward, and the cold light flickered.

Ordinary people may be frightened directly when they see it.

But Tezuka didn't.

In the face of such a high lob ball, he sank down, adjusted his breathing, took a step forward with his right foot, and firmly stepped on the ground, and the white bone joints collided with each other making a strange sound.

Tezuka tried to keep his weight as low as possible, because he knew that this was his chance to score.

"Huh!" Above the sea of blood, under the blood in the sky, the sharp sword flashed with a cold light, and then in the shocked eyes of countless people, it was scattered into thousands of sharp swords like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and scattered towards the Tezuka half.

With a scream, Tezuka's body was pierced by several sharp swords and nailed to the ground.

The blood mist steamed again, the sword disappeared, and all wounds healed in an instant.

It's just that Tezuka's chest has also turned into white bones.

Now, all he had left was his head and flesh.

The referee felt his legs tremble.

It's just because this game is so weird.

He immediately announced the score, for fear that in a second of the night, Shen Dailan would use his sword to wipe himself out of the world.

"Game, 5-1, Fudo Peak God Dai Blue leads."

Kamiyo Lan easily won the service game, and the pressure was on Tezuka.

"Whew." However. After the score was announced, Tezuka was still lying on the ground, his chest rising and falling violently, his pupils dilated, and the image of the blade falling in all directions and the piercing pain kept appearing in his mind.

"Now, is tennis still happy?" Kamidai Lan's joking voice came into his ears, Tezuka raised his head, his eyes focused, and he saw Kamidai Lan's chilling smile.

This smile is as cruel as a cat playing with a little life.

"yes, it's happy." The corners of Tezuka's mouth were hooked, and he slowly stood up, his heart filled with an unprecedented satisfaction.

"It's not over yet, it's your own words, only one side is completely white. The game will be over. ”

Match point game, served by Tezuka.

"It's really crazy, he can still keep playing, what a madman." Shinobu Shinobi's fists clenched involuntarily and scolded in a low voice.

I don't know if it's Tezuka's insistence or my own cowardice.

I have completely lost my fighting spirit when I see this blood sea ball technique, but why can Tezuka stand up again and again?

"This is Tezuka." There was a light in his eyes: "There is one more person in the opponent I want to defeat, I really want to fight with such a god, I will definitely fight to the end." ”

Listening to the words of the trace, I couldn't help but feel a little in a trance.

He seemed to understand.

Why is it that I am always weaker than the trace?

Mamoru Inoue: "Tezuka Kunimitsu, his fighting spirit is really amazing, and he is not pushing himself, but really enjoying the game. ”

(End of chapter)