"Bang!!"

"Smack!"

"It's a lie."

"The prince."

The game had been going on for a while, and the crowd watching the game looked at the prance running back and forth, muttering in disbelief.

"Drink!!"

"Hah!"

(No matter how you play, the ball always comes back to him.)

(What the hell is going on?) ）

Beads of sweat ran down the side of his face, and Plance gasped without the slightest pause.

"It's too slow!"

A harsh shout rang out, and with a swing of Ryoma's racket, the ball slammed to the ground.

"This game was won by the Neon team"

"Score."

“5-0！”

Watching this scene, many people feel very unreal.

"Echizen. How powerful is he now? ”

"Shibei should be impressed for three days, and this sentence does not seem to be groundless."

Thinking back to the time when Ryoma left the neon team because of the Tokugawa affair, he didn't have such a strong strength at that time.

But after staying in the American team for a while, everyone didn't expect that there would be such a level now.

This also makes them wonder, what exactly did Ryoma experience in the U.S. team?

"Oh, it's fighting."

"What's the score?"

"Huh? Ryoma actually leads by a big score? ”

It was too late, and everyone on the American team just came out of the aisle, and Chico was a little surprised when they saw the huge difference at first sight.

"Come on! Ryoma! ”

With a friendly friendship, they did not find out about the previous situation, but supported it.

"Huh?"

Ryoma, who was in the middle of the field, heard a familiar voice, paused for a moment, and turned his head to look over.

Reinhardt, Chico, Dudou, Alain.

Those are all teammates I know well.

"Back to the first battle of Neon, it was so beautiful."

The other party's big shout made Ryoma's expression a little subtle.

He was thinking about the current situation while facing off against Pranche just now.

Shiratsu Senpai disappeared from front of him, and he and the black cat inexplicably came to the World Championship venue.

Now he is playing for the Neon team

There is no surprise in the attitude of the seniors of junior high school and high school students.

As if he was supposed to be here

In the end, he came to the conclusion that it was.

I don't know why.,Maybe it's the "Echizen Ryoma" of this world.。

And that "Echizen Ryoma" is different from himself, he stayed in the American team, but he inexplicably returned to the Neon team.

What's even more strange about Ryoma is that.

(The predecessors of the emperors are gone.)

The captain of the Akaji, the imitation of the predecessor of Kuse, the tall Shihara senior, and others were not seen at all.

If it's going to the toilet or some other reason, it's too coincidental that all of them don't see each other.

He didn't even see Minister Tezuka

That wasn't the one who would "go to the toilet" while watching the game.

There are a lot of questions here, but Ryoma can't be answered for a while.

He could only take the opportunity to understand it when the time came.

"Where are you looking?"

Panting, Prance shouted at him dissatisfied.

Actually looking around in the Middle East in the fight with him?

I can't help but look down on people too much!

"It took you five rounds to finally make up for your shortcomings."

"To be honest, I'm a little disappointed."

Hearing this, Ryoma looked at him squarely, and then spoke.

"What?"

Hearing this, Plance frowned.

Although he was beaten by Ryoma just now, he could only sway left and right, and he kept losing points during the period, but he was really adapting to the rhythm.

The ball path scored by Ryoma, he is also overcoming one by one.

It's like a senior educating a junior.

Now that I think about it, playing with this guy is completely different from what I felt before.

It's almost like two people.

It was clear that there had not been a long time during this period, how could there have been such a big change?

(Could it be that this kid has been hiding his strength before?) ）

The only possibility that came to mind was that it was false for Prus.

Because Ryoma's personality is not that kind of person no matter how you look at it.

"Next, I'll be a little more serious."

Looking at Prance, who was about to serve, Ryoma told so.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the Prance knocked the ball out.

But the next moment, he saw a golden shot.

"Bang!!"

"Bang dang!"

The front of the racket was smashed, and there was a roaring sound behind it.

When he came to his senses, he saw a huge crack in the wall behind him.

"Light Shot?!"

Looking at the amazing power, everyone was stunned.

(Sure enough. The kid)

At this time, Byodoin, who had been watching the battle, was finally convinced of one thing.

(The nature of the light shot is completely different from before, just two people!) ）

Tokugawa also saw the decisive problem in this.

That's not Ryoma's previous "hope" ball of light, but another bottomless trait.

(How could such a change occur in such a short period of time?) ）

Frowning, Byodoin pondered the doubts, knowing that the light shot basically has a stereotype here, and the nature is not so easy to reshape and change.

"Bang!!"

"Smack!"

“30-0！”

The second attack, the racket was still broken in two, and the astonishing destructive power was so terrifying that the audience who watched it was terrible.

"What's the matter, if it goes on like this, the first set is going to end."

Continuing to exert pressure, Ryoma waited for the opponent's continued serve.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Without any wavering or discouragement, the Priance hit serve again.

"Bang!"

"Here we go again, it's a glowing shot!"

(Be sure to find that feeling)

Trying to find the possibility of fighting back from this light, Prinors opened his eyes and felt it.

But after watching it for a long time, he couldn't realize any flaws from it.

There is no feedback from the body at all.

(Can't see through!) ）

The instinct that he had always relied on did not react at the moment, and his hands froze in the air.

"Smack!"

“40-0！”

He could only let the ball fall to the ground, forming a huge impact that shook him back.

"If you want to rely on your ball sense to find a way to crack it."

"Then all I can say is"

"It's not even close!"

Looking at Prance, Ryoma said indifferently.

His light shots are different from the past, and if Tezuka's light shots are "breaking" with the nature of perfection, then Ryoma's current light shots are "Wuji" characteristics.

That's what he realized and changed after fighting with Bai Jin.

It's not something that a player of his caliber at the level of France can fight back at all.

"I don't believe it!"

"Bang!"

Hit the serve again, this time with a grey figure behind Prance.

It was a knight in heavy armor.

"That guy actually used the power of another dimension"

"Oops! That's a perfect match for you."

In the stands, witnessing the change in Prance, everyone's faces became heavy.

"Incarnate from another dimension?"

"Then show you something good."

Ryoma laughed as he watched the ball hit, and then struck a pose that no one else had ever seen.

"That's . Posture with a sword? ”

Sanada recognized the picture at a glance, and then condensed.

"Ryoma will still have this posture?"

"Has he ever practiced kendo?"

A lot of questions were thrown, and at this moment they found that the Ryoma in front of them was so unfamiliar.

And in the next moment, they saw a view that they had never seen before.

"Hydra Flash Light Strike!!"

"Bang bang!"

The speed of the god, which was completely uncatchable, slashed the knight under his horse, and the routing avatar also plunged the Prinz into consternation and panic.

PS: It's late.

(End of chapter)