'It should be enough to get a foothold in the Under-17s.' Looking at the joyful thunder, everyone who has been to the U17 is silent.

During their time at the U17s, they saw the gap between themselves and the top players, saw multi-ball combos, and even saw light shots/different dimensions.

These are areas that they can't reach at this stage.

Now, however, they're seeing the same level of bare batting in a peer who's younger, no, a younger, netter-aged.

"There is thunder in the eyes, and this skill of Kintaro Toyama may be the strongest lightning skill in the national competition." Tennis reporter Mamoru Inoue is almost numb.

Kamiyo Blue, Kintaro Toyama, and countless geniuses after that.

This year's tennis world is really full of talent.

"Neon tennis is on the rise." Mamoru Inoue's expression was a little complicated and excited, but also with a bit of longing, and he thought secretly in his heart.

"Kamiyo!!" Kintaro Toyama let out a roar, and the thunder and sunlight in his hand merged into one, forming a light that was difficult for others to open.

His expression was excited, and he used all his strength to hit the ball.

When he landed, there was an immediate feeling of weakness in his body, but he was smiling.

From the moment the racket collided with the tennis ball, he knew that the skill had been successful.

To be precise, the success rate of this skill is about 70%, and if you fail, you may even get injured.

But Kintaro Toyama still used this skill without hesitation.

In the face of the overflowing light and the thunder that was enough to tear everything apart, Kamidai Blue's expression was relaxed.

"It's interesting, I can comprehend this level from the thunder roar cannon, and my judgment of you is really a little lower."

"Kintaro, your talent is much more than that, as a reward for you, I will let you see the deep despair."

The Illusory Shadow of Inotla behind Kamidai Blue suddenly appeared with six arms, each holding a slender scythe.

Six crescent scythes form a bizarre pattern.

"Boom!" Shendai Lan stood in place, motionless, and the tennis ball wrapped in thunder fell on Shen Dailan's body like this.

"Resist with your body? Is he crazy? The scene screamed dead.

The strength of the ball is one thing, but the physical strength of human beings is limited after all.

This is one of the reasons for the high rate of deaths and injuries at the Worlds.

All kinds of ball skills can destroy the stadium and hit people, even if it is a superman, he will lose half a life.

What's more, the physical strength of people in this world is very limited.

And now, Shen Dailan has no intention of fighting back at all, and uses his body to resist the ball skills.

"I'm X, is the little ghost of God crazy?" Echizen Minamijiro was dumbfounded and subconsciously stood up from the coach's seat.

His first reaction was confusion, and then worry.

It's just because Shen Dailan's impression in his mind is rational, and it definitely has nothing to do with hot-headedness.

"Kamidai !!" Even Kintaro Toyama, who used his ball skills, was stunned.

"Hey, don't die on your behalf, who will play with me when you die." Kintaro Toyama let out a worried roar.

Under the explosion of the thunderball, dust filled the view.

"This kid still has this kind of defensive ability." Minamijiro Echizen smiled lightly after a few breaths and sat back in the coach's seat.

"Xiao Jin, this kind of ball skill is far from hurting me."

From the dust came the flat voice of Kamidai Blue.

When the dust cleared, everyone was shocked to find that a blue defensive wall at least five meters high had appeared on the pitch of the Kamidai Blue Half, with a black eight-petal flower pattern printed on it.

The walls look like blue crystals, transparent and clear, and at first glance you thought it was an ornament.

However, the previous skills did not leave a trace on it, which shows how strong its defense is.

"Eighty-one of the Bound Paths: Breaking the Sky." The corners of Kamidai Lan's mouth were smiling, and in front of him, the tennis ball stayed in the broken air, as if the pause button had been pressed.

The whole picture has an artistic aesthetic.

"This turned out to be the ?!! of the eighty-one ties" Chitose Chisato swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

What is the concept of eighty-one.

The ghost path of the god generation blue sixty can abuse the elite of U17.

The eighty-one ghost path in the defensive direction is definitely not something that Kintaro Toyama can break.

"Break the air. Very interesting name, Kintaro Toyama's special move is far from reaching the limit of breaking the sky. Kan Sadaji subconsciously pushed his glasses.

"Offensive and defensive, it seems that the practicality and strength of the ghost path are even higher than I thought."

"It's just that I defended this ball, how do I fight back?"

At this moment, the tennis ball stopped in mid-air, and Kamidai Lan slowly raised his racket.

In the eyes of others, Kamidai Blue's movements are easy and freehand, but they are as sharp as a sword blade.

And Kintaro Toyama's feeling was the most direct, the moment Kamidai Lan raised his racket, he felt that he was completely locked, as if he was in a net of heaven and earth intertwined with hundreds of thousands of mangs, and there was no possibility of escaping at all.

"Bang!!" As the six scythes fell, the tennis ball split from the inside out in the next moment, blending into the sunlight, slashing through strange angles, and instantly skimming over Kintaro Toyama's body.

"Bang!!" With a continuous burst of six explosions, six flat marks appeared on Kintaro Toyama's field.

"Snort." At the same time, blood sprang out from Kintaro Toyama's body, his pupils dilated, his face was shocked, and he half-knelt on the ground.

There were different degrees of scars on the arms, thighs, face and other parts.

"Am I wrong? Tennis is divided into six parts? Echizen Ryoma rubbed his eyes and said in shock.

In his sight, the tennis balls divided into six pieces fell on the half court of Kintaro Toyama, and there was even a trace of blood on them.

"It's . Violent tennis in the gods. Tachibana swallowed hard and said in a deep voice.

"This kind of god generation is really exciting." Akutsu smiled bloodthirsty.

Not afraid of authority, challenging authority is his character.

Even though he has been ravaged countless times by Shendai Blue, he can stand up bravely next time.

"It's too violent, sure enough, Kamiyo hasn't changed, it's just that what he showed before wasn't his real self." Sanada couldn't help but mutter.

There was a flash of remembrance in his eyes.

In the past elementary school league, Kamidai Blue showed a similar violent tennis game, and almost ruined himself at that time.

"Kamiyo." Thinking of this, Sanada couldn't help but clench his fists angrily: "I will definitely beat you, tennis is not a tool to hurt people." ”

"Damn, what does this guy think of tennis!" Takeshi Momojo shouted angrily.

"In the past, I was too naïve, but now I understand that the so-called tennis is just a sport of scoring again and again, winning the game, but what skills and means are used, it is just to score." Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes, looked at the indignant Takeshi Momojo, and said lightly: "Tennis is indeed very happy, but as Kamiyo said, I don't have too much thirst for victory, which will lead to my current weakness." ”

(End of chapter)