"Broken Path Thirty-One: Red Artillery."

"Boom!" The moment Kamidai Blue threw the tennis ball and pressed it down hard, the tennis ball turned into a ball of fire, erupted with blinding hot light and flames, and shot towards Shuji Tanejima.

Tanejima's pupils reflected a dazzling firelight, his expression was calm and calm, his left foot took a step forward, accumulating terrifying power, and when the tennis ball landed, a flame ripple swept away from the ground, and the boiling heat wave spread, but Tanejima's soles firmly stepped on the ground, and there was no impact at all.

The air wave blew Tanejima's hair, and the oncoming heat wave made his breath burn.

"To be able to make the flame so real is worthy of No.0!"

Shuji Tanejima raises his racket.

"Bang." The fireball exploded on the racket, and sparks flew everywhere, revealing the yellow tennis ball inside.

"What a powerful spin and impact!" A look of surprise appeared in Tanejima's eyes, and his wrist bent back a little exaggeratedly.

"Sss He took a deep breath and exerted a second force.

"Bang." The tennis ball spun towards Kamidai Blue.

"Bang." The next moment, the tennis ball flew back at a faster pace.

The two unleashed a high-speed duel, and the tennis ball kept flying between them.

This goal is very anxious, and it is difficult to win or lose.

"He has a solid foundation and strong physical fitness, not at all like a middle school student." The first army's face was jealous and solemn.

They naturally knew that Shuji Tanejima hadn't gone all out yet, and he hadn't even used his best skills.

However, Shen Dailan is obviously also clumsy.

"It's not enough to be No. 0 just because of that."

"It's just a warm-up."

Unlike the First Army, the high school students who were not strong enough were shocked.

"It's too strong, is he really a middle school student?"

"As a junior high school student and became No.0, is he still human?"

"The second senior of Xiu can't take advantage of him at all."

In their eyes, Shuji Tanejima has been suppressed.

And that's exactly what happened.

The more Shuji Tanejima fights, the more frightened he becomes.

Starting from the Red Artillery, Shen Dailan didn't use any ghost paths, but this way it was even more terrifying.

First of all, Shendailan's breathing is always steady. It seems that no matter what the counterattack is, it can't make his state offset.

Then, each ball of Kamidai Blue has a wonderful spin and power.

Every time, I happened to be stuck in a position and timing that I was more uncomfortable with.

Airflow, wind, posture, and even breathing are all part of the equation.

Can you imagine what it feels like to exhale and the next second the tennis ball shifts in front of you?

And when he exerts his strength, Shen Dailan will disrupt his deployment with a slicing ball or a high lob ball, and then suddenly speed up.

Shuji Tanejima has the feeling of punching cotton with a punch.

His tennis rhythm is already a bit out of order.

He put away the last trace of contempt in his heart.

He understands that this No.0 lives up to its name.

"Now, the warm-up is almost over, and I'll fall asleep after beating me like this." At this time, Kamidai Lan hit the ball back again, yawned.

"I'm sleepy, I'm so arrogant." There was a commotion outside the stadium.

Hearing this, the corners of Tanejima's mouth were slightly hooked, and his voice was full of confidence:

"It seems to be about the same."

"Buzz!" The next moment, his body erupted with a powerful momentum.

"Bang." The tennis ball spun and flew towards Kamidai Blue, and the shock wave on it rippled.

"Strength has increased by at least 50%." For the first time, Kamidai Blue's wrist was slightly bent backwards.

It is enough to see the strength of this ball.

"The strength of the U17 army is much stronger than the national level, is this interesting?" Kamidai Lan adjusted slightly, his wrist and posture were all restored, and he volleyed the ball back.

"So easy?" Shuji Tanejima frowned, took a step forward suddenly, pulled his right hand behind him, and pulled it out fiercely.

"Huh." The tennis ball flashed away, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Kamidai Blue.

"Did you use all your strength? That being the case."

"The Eighth Rebuke of the Bound Path."

The air flow condenses on the racket, and when the tennis ball enters, the force is canceled out and flies back unremarkably.

"What's going on? The tennis ball seems to have been tampered with when it enters the racket, and the spin disappears. Shuji Tanejima was keenly aware that something was wrong, but the tennis ball had already come to him, so he could only swing the racket helplessly.

"How can it be so light? Worst! Because of the force of the previous counterattack, he subconsciously thought that this ball would be heavy, so he applied a heavy force, which also caused the incoming tennis ball to fly directly out of bounds.

“30-0。”

"Did you see that? Not only was the rebuke able to dissolve the spin, but even the power of the tennis ball was changed. Atsukyo Tono said with a solemn face.

"Did you find it, the characteristics of this skill are familiar." Daqu Ryuji nodded.

"Self-destruction of nothingness, the same as the self-destruction of Shuer's self-destruction, turning everything into nothingness."

"It's No. 0, with a few brushes."

"It seems to be getting more and more interesting." Shuji Tanejima put away his surprised expression, and the corners of his mouth hooked.

"Haven't you used yourself to destroy nothing? Looks like we're going to put some pressure on it. Kamiyo's blue eyes flashed, and he threw the ball up.

"Fifty-four Broken Paths: Waste Flame."

"Bang." The tennis ball shot out, and at the moment when it just flew over the net, a loud bang was heard, and the tennis ball burst out into a diffuse flame, which was scattered in sight as if grabbing a ball of loose sand and throwing it out, completely blocking the track of the tennis ball.

"I've seen it, this ball!" Shuji Tanejima's eyes were more focused than ever, the soles of his feet firmly stepped on the ground, and his waist and abdomen twisted, and the racket had been imprinted on the path of tennis.

"Snort." A heat wave and flames rushed in, enveloping the fearless Shuji Tanejima.

"It hurts." With a scream, the tennis ball passed over the racket, smashed into the court, and flew out of bounds.

“40-0。”

"Sss Shuji Tanejima clutched his arms with a shocked expression.

As he swung the racket, he felt the pain of being burned by the flames in his arm, causing his posture to be deformed and he missed the ball.

He hurriedly rolled up his sleeves, only to find that there were no signs of burns at all.

"Psychic ball skills?" The First Army frowned.

"It's interesting, the spirit brings a burning feeling, deforms the opponent's movements, and at the same time, the waste flame can obscure the trail of the tennis ball." Mitsuya Yajiudou nodded secretly: "But this kind of tennis can only be taken by surprise, and you can score at most once." ”

"I'll admit it, I'm still underestimating, I deserve to be No.0, and my skills are weird." Tanejima Shuji raised his head seriously and looked at Kamidai Blue: "But next, I won't give you another chance." ”

"Is Shuji going to use himself to destroy nothing?" The people on the sidelines were in good spirits.

"Very well, then I'll be a little more serious." Shen Dailan smiled slightly.

"As you wish!"

"Fifty-four Broken Paths: Waste Flame."

"Whew!" Flames erupted in front of the tennis ball.

"Whew." Tanejima exhaled slowly, and a faint white light appeared as he flipped his wrist.

The originally menacing flame disappeared from sight in an instant as if the exit button had been clicked, leaving only a non-spinning, mediocre tennis ball.

Nothing has been destroyed.

(End of chapter)