The black bishop of the net king

Chapter 166 Asura Divine Way - Natural Disaster
morning.

In the second round of the semi-finals of the national competition, the match between Fufufeng and Sitianbaosi officially started.

The number of spectators in the stands was far more than the spectators who had played against Ice Emperor in Lihai University yesterday. After all, Osaka is the home court of Sitianbaoji.

Although the match hadn't started yet, the atmosphere in the venue had already become extremely hot.

"It's so lively!" Wearing sunglasses, Echizen Nanjiro sipped the soda in his hand, felt the atmosphere in the venue, and couldn't help sighing.

After coming to Osaka.

In addition to guarding the cabbage at Echizen's house, Echizen Nanjiro, who had nothing to do, also chose to watch this game.

Originally, Echizen Minamijiro had a plan to bring Echizen Ryoma back to Neon to study after his son Echizen Ryoma graduated from elementary school.

And the national competition can just let Echizen Nanjiro understand the strength of players of the same age as Neon.

If Nihong's tennis strength is too weak, it is better to let Echizen Ryoma stay abroad.

……

"Next, the second round of the semi-finals of this national competition will begin soon. The Fudo Peak Junior High School in the Kanto Division will face the Shitenbaoji Middle School in the Kansai Division!"

"Now invite players from both sides to enter the arena!"

"Sitianbao Temple!"

"Unmoving Peak!"

When the two teams of Fudo Peak and Sitianbaosi appeared on the field from the player passage, the audience burst into cheers one after another.

The terrifying sound echoed continuously in the venue.

"Please teach me more, Coach Muhara!" Osamu Watanabe, holding a toothpick in his mouth, smiled and held Keiji Muhara's outstretched palm.

"Same!" Keiji Makihara also responded to Osamu Watanabe's greeting with a smile.

The players of the two teams of Sitianbaosi and Fudo Peak also shook hands with the players standing in front of them.

Where the line of sight meets, thunder light fills the air.

……

"Next, the singles match for No. [-] is about to begin, between Fudomine Junior High School Terui Yota vs Shitenpoji High School Hara Tetsuya!"

"Please enter the contestants from both sides!"

"Fudo Peak's No. [-] singles player is indeed Terui Yota!" After hearing the name of Fudo Peak's No. [-] singles player, Watanabe narrowed his eyes slightly under the shadow of the straw hat.

"The former minister of Sitianbao Temple, Yuan Zheye?"

Keisuke Muhara squinted his eyes, staring thoughtfully at Tetsuya Yuan at Sitianbao Temple.

After Terui Yota got up and came to the middle of the stadium, the air of the stadium was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Terui, we meet again!" Yuan Zhe also greeted Terui Yota in front of him.

"During the training camp, I always wanted to fight you? It's just that I never had the chance!"

"Now we have finally met!"

Terui Yota, like himself, is the only third-year player of the two teams, and Hara Tetsuya naturally hopes to be able to fight Terui Yota.

"Same!"

"I've also wanted to experience it for a long time, Hara classmate, your strength!" Terui Yota's gaze was also firmly locked on Yuan Tetsuya.

"The current brat is really amazing!" In the stands, Echizen Nanjiro narrowed his eyes and stared at Terui Yota and the others.

"The strength of these two brats is much stronger than that brat in that stinky old man's team!"

"It seems that today's game was not in vain!"

Guessing edge over.

"The match begins! One set to win!"

"Sitianbaosi Middle School Yuan Zheya serves!" When Yuan Zheya stood still, the referee immediately blew his whistle.

……

bang bang bang

Hara Tetsuya slapped the tennis ball lightly twice with the racket in his hand, and his eyes swept over Terui Yota's body.

next second!
The tennis ball was thrown directly over the head by Yuan Zheye.

After the tennis ball began to fall, Yuan Zheye's feet were lightly cushioned, his arms turned, and the racket left an afterimage in the air.

boom!
The moment the racket hit the tennis ball, the tennis ball instantly turned into a stream of fierce light, roaring towards Terui Yota.

Only heard a roar!
The tennis ball appeared at Terui Yota's feet in an instant, and exploded!
"Quick serve!"

"However, that's the end of it!" Terui Yota's eyes flashed a cold light, and he swung the racket in his hand, hitting the tennis ball that rebounded at high speed with precision.

In the practice of the road to hell.

Terui Yota faced all professional players.

Yuan Zheye's serve is considered to be the best among all middle school players, but compared with professional players, it is still far behind.

boom!
After a black arc exploded from Terui Yota's racket, a bolt of lightning flashed past Tetsuya Hara's feet!

"Fudomine Junzhong Terui Yota scored, the score is 15:0!"

Shura Shinto, natural disaster-thunderstorm!

Facing Tetsuya Hara, the former head of Shitenbao Temple, Terui Yota didn't have any thoughts of testing.

After the start of the game, Terui Yota immediately opened the Shura Shinto.

"This kid, has he already entered this realm?" Echizen Nanjiro's eyes flickered in the stands.

Terui Yota gave Echizen Minamijiro a huge surprise.

Shura Shinto.

Echizen Nanjiro never imagined that a middle school student would have stepped into this realm.

"This guy..." Yuan Zheya showed an extremely dignified look on his face. The trajectory of Terui Yota's ball just now kept reappearing in Yuan Zheya's mind.

But no matter what.

Yuan Zhe also had no way to see that Terui Yota's counterattack just now!
"Huh!" Yuan Zhe also said in a low voice. "It's only been two months, has it evolved to this point?"

Although he was shocked by the speed of Terui Yota's ball, in Yuan Zheya's eyes, the burning flame became more intense.

Throw the ball!swing!
Yuan Zheye's arm brought a gust of wind, and the racket suddenly fell out against the tennis ball.

boom!
A bang!
The tennis ball exploded again, like a bolt of lightning, it fell towards Yota Terui!
tread!
At the moment when the tennis ball leaped over the net, Terui Yota's body moved rapidly again, and a black lightning flashed across the court.

The muscles on Terui Yota's arm bulged high, and the racket slammed down towards the rebounding tennis ball with a thunderous momentum.

boom!
The tennis ball flashed across the court, leaving behind afterimages!
"30:0!"

……

"40:0!"

……

"Game! Fudomine Junzhong Terui Yota won, the score is 1:0!"

"Swap the ball!"

"Sanada!" In the stands, Yukimura Seiichi's ice-blue eyes showed a trace of solemnity, and he turned his head to look at Genichiro Sanada.

Compared with the time of the Kanto Competition, Terui Yota seems to have been reborn now.

"Ah."

"Fudomine Terui's game skills are very similar to mine like Thunderbolt..." Genichiro Sanada said with the same serious expression.

In Terui Yota, Genichiro Sanada saw the shadow of himself Fubayashiyama.

but.

Genichiro Sanada also knew that his game skills were fundamentally different from those of Furin Volcano and Terui Yota.

(End of this chapter)