"Yo, Yakutsu, you know the Minister of God very well~~" Yakutsu's words impressed the team members, and they teased one by one: "Did you call him the minister just now?" ”

"Shhhh Stupidity. Yakutsu's face was tilted to the side, and the attentive noticed that Yakutsu's neck was a little red.

"Hey, I can't even understand tennis, stop playing." Kamiyo Blue carried the racket and looked down at Kirihara.

Kirihara's fingers gripped the ground, and the joints clicked.

He slowly scrambled up, his long hair covering his face. Blood trickled out of his nostrils and fell to the ground.

"Heheheha." His shoulders shrugged and let out a low, eerie laugh.

A pair of scarlet pupils loomed between the bangs.

"If you die, I will destroy you! Destroy you completely! ”

"Oh, to be honest, I wasn't expecting it." Shen Dailan grabbed the capture line, looking lacking in interest.

"Click." Kirihara's fingers gripped the tennis ball until it was twisted.

"Knuckle serve." He grinned and threw the ball, which twisted and fell out of the air, and as the afterimage shook, the tennis ball was volleyed towards Kamidai Blue by the strange force.

During the flight, the tennis ball twists into an oval shape, like a beast that oppresses itself, waiting for a chance to explode.

Akutsu disdainfully said: "Hey, this kind of serve is rubbish at all." ”

As one of the "victims" of the joint serve, Akuzu has every say.

"Bang." The tennis ball smashed into the ground, and after spinning, it suddenly refracted in a strange arc and headed towards Kamidai Blue's knees.

"Tennis, that's not how it is played." With a sneer, the air surged, and then I saw a racket quietly imprinted on the tennis ball.

"Bang!" Under Kirihara's angry gaze, the tennis ball turned into a streamer and smashed at his feet.

"Keke, it's interesting that you can hit back my knuckle serve." Kirihara grinned, his eyes full of madness.

He jumped to the landing point and struck back, staring at the tennis ball and reading the spin on it, so that he could hit the irregular tennis ball and continue to attack Kamidairan's body.

"Upspin Ball" The corners of Kirihara Chiya's mouth were slightly hooked, and he glanced at the body of the eyed dailan: "In that case, let's aim at your face." ”

"Stompe." Kirihara took a step to the left, turned slightly sideways, patted slightly down, and raised his right hand.

To his surprise, the tennis ball spun strangely when it landed.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball slashed across Kirihara's face, leaving a trail of blood.

“40-0。”

"Tick." Blood slid down his face and dripped to the ground.

"Whew."

Kirihara gasped suddenly, and touched his face with his right hand, a slightly stunned expression appeared on his face.

After that, it gets even crazier.

It seems that he has completely forgotten how the original god of the blue left him with fear.

"Die for me!!" He went completely crazy and sent a straight serve again.

This time, the ball was still heading towards Kamidai Blue's knee.

At this time, except for Lihaida, the expressions of the others were a little ugly.

"This is really too much, and it keeps aiming at the vulnerable parts." Kikumaru said with a dissatisfied face: "This is a deliberate injury to the body." ”

"His tennis is this kind of malicious tennis." He said in a deep voice, with disdain in his eyes: "This kind of violent tennis can easily destroy a person's tennis career. ”

"No, he's not violent tennis, and I think you know that the gods worship violent tennis." Tachibana interrupted.

"However, the real violent tennis is the tennis that is extremely destructive for the purpose of scoring and winning, not the current malicious tennis that is purely for the purpose of harming other people's bodies and destroying others."

"Tennis. Not a tool to hurt people. The corners of Yakutsu's mouth curled up and he added.

"Yes, so I didn't feel the slightest interest from Kamiyo, on the contrary, only the bone-chilling cold, and he was disgusted by Kirihara from the bottom of his heart." Tezuka Kunimitsu said in a deep voice: "This scene has to be watched well, this time the god generation will not be as gentle as in the past, step by step to force the opponent's limit, but will use the most witty means to defeat the other party." ”

As Tezuka said, after Kirihara sent the knuckle serve at this moment, Kamiyo Blue's eyes became a little colder.

"Akaya Kirihara. That's not how tennis is played. The next moment, the phantom slowly unfolded from behind Kamidai Blue.

Tall, shrouded in black shadows, Sen Han's gaze revealed from under the mask.

A tyrannical murderous aura erupts from the shadows.

"It's . False!! Echizen Ryoma took a deep breath, his eyes showing fear.

The breath of death carried by the void itself is pure and opposite to life, so the first thought in anyone's heart when they see the void is definitely fear and flight.

The moment the phantom appeared, the scarlet and bloodthirsty in Kirihara's eyes faded like a tide, and he shivered as he turned back into black eyes, and his racket fell off to the ground.

"Flash!" The tennis ball turned into a shock wave, shining in the sky with a dazzling white light, and instantly smashed at Kirihara's feet, submerged into the jungle, and with an explosion, a big tree slowly fell as if it had lost its support, causing the earth to shake.

Chi Kirihara was also swept away by the shock wave brought by the virtual flash, turning 360 degrees in the sky, and smashing into the ground in free fall.

Yanagi and Sanada glanced at each other, and they could see the shock and solemnity in each other's eyes: "He actually used this super-standard ball skill directly!" Shouldn't he be slow and forced, to use everything he has? ”

"This is not in line with the god of blue we know."

Liu Lian'er: "Such a god generation is completely inconsistent with the data. ”

"Why don't you stop the game?"

Nioh Masaharu gave advice worriedly.

Sanada's eyes flickered, his lips squirmed, and finally he sighed: "This is Kirihara's chance to transform, let's take a look." ”

Kirihara had been sinking for too long, and this was the only chance he could find himself, and Sanada didn't want to miss it.

"Stupid guy." Akutsu smiled coldly: "Then prepare to watch this garbage completely destroyed." ”

"Stand up." Kamiyo Lan looked at Kirihara lying on the ground. Said lightly.

Kirihara stood up with his arms on the ground and staggered a few steps, his eyes blank.

'It's time for a change, it's 1-0 at the moment.' Kamiyo Blue walked towards Kirihara's half. Kirihara looked blank, his eyes lost his previous tyranny, and he stumbled towards his own half.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he had returned to his previous state.

"Let's get it over quickly." Kamiyo Lan lazily grabbed the capture line and stood loosely.

Kirihara silently took out a tennis ball and hit a ball of extremely poor quality.

"Bang!" The next moment, the tennis ball smashed to the bottom line again.

“15-0。”

Kirihara, who lost points, was unaware of it, repeating the weak serve like a kindergarten child.

"Game, 2-0, Kamidai Blue leads."

In less than a minute, it came to the third game.

Kirihara continued to swap halves like a walking corpse.

"Bang bang." Kamidai Lan drove a slow serve and still scored easily.

"Game, 3-0, Kamidai Blue leads."

It's time for a break.

Lihaida's side of the main election was a little unable to sit still.

"No, Kirihara has completely lost his fighting spirit."

"We can't fight any more! It doesn't work. Nioh slammed his fist into the tree and said urgently.

(End of chapter)