I, the son of the wind in the tennis world

Bang!

Bang!

On the pitch, the two sides are constantly clashing.

The former is fast, and in his selfless state, every ball is quite powerful.

Compared with the former, although the latter did not exude much of a strong aura, and even the whole person looked like a scholar, he did not fall into the slightest downside in the process of fighting with the former.

The former, naturally, is Tezuka, and the latter.

Looking at the other side who was comfortable coping, Tezuka's brows were also slightly frowned, he thought that opening the realm of selflessness could suppress Buji, but he didn't expect that this would not work.

"It seems that if you want to win, you can only further improve your strength!"

Although he still has one trick that he has not used, that is, the limit of thousands of temperings, this mysterious meaning, Tezuka rarely uses, and even does not use it frequently when competing with senior players.

Unexpectedly, in this duel, he actually wanted to use this.

However, Tezuka also knows that against Fuji, he must open this, because Fuji's strength is also quite strong, at least from the previous matchup, he did not lose to him in the slightest.

Airplanes!

And as Tezuka opened the limits of thousands of temperings, all of a sudden, the selfless energy wrapped around Tezuka's body directly poured into his left arm.

Instantly!

A powerful aura also swept out from Tezuka's body.

"Finally took this out?"

And looking at Tezuka's left arm is as vast as magma, the corners of his mouth are also lightly picked.

The reason why he attacked all the way was to force Tezuka to do this.

After all, the only thing that can pose a threat to Tezuka is this limit of thousands of temperings!

Brush!

In the midst of this thought flashing through Fuji's mind, Tezuka also struck.

Saw.

With a swing of his racket, he met the ball, and in an instant, with the blessing of the limit of thousands of trials, all the power, rotation, etc. in tennis were doubled.

"Is this the limit of a thousand trials?"

Feeling the oncoming tennis ball, Buji's eyes are also slightly condensed.

Although he had also seen Tezuka open this mystery in the original work, the feeling given to him was undoubtedly stronger from his own experience.

Everything is countered with double power, and this mystery is simply not too strong.

It is no wonder that at the national competition, wooden hands were broken by Tezuka's move.

Truly!

The power of the limit of thousands of trials is quite terrifying.

Bang!

When the tennis ball bounces, it is also a swing.

Fuji's technique is still very high, although the power of the limit of thousands of hammers is quite amazing, and it can hit the opponent's shot back with double the power, but in the first confrontation, Fuji did not lose the battle and beat it back.

However, the power of the limit of thousands of trials is obviously not in this, but in the repeated attacks.

Although it can block the next time, in the face of continuous bombardment of the limit of thousands of temperings, the opponent's wrist will not be able to hold on.

And this was clearly perceived in the subsequent showdown.

Even if he could block the double counterattack of the limit of thousands of temperings, in the face of Tezuka's continuous limit of thousands of temperings, he gradually felt the pressure on his wrists.

"It seems that it will be difficult to defeat Tezuka just like this!"

Originally, he wanted to use the triple counterattack to see if he could shake Tezuka under the limits of thousands of trials, after all, in the final of the previous elementary school student competition, he defeated Yukimura like this.

But after this exchange, it seemed a little difficult.

With only a triple counterattack, it is difficult to defeat Tezuka in this state.

"In that case!"

When the thought turned, Buji also came out of the killing, and at the same time, a faint voice also sounded from Buji's mouth.

"The fourth kind of return ball, shrouded in mayflies!"

The voice fell.

Fuji's racket is once again in contact with Tezuka's shot.

At this time, Tezuka's gaze was also gaze, but what he saw made his face change.

The doubling counterattack he had made by using the limit of thousands of temperings was actually completely defused.

Immediately!

A flash of yellow flashed.

The tennis ball went straight through Tezuka and smashed heavily on the bottom line.

As soon as the ball fell, Tezuka's gaze changed completely.

The other party even hid such a move.

Thinking of the fourth return ball that Fuji said earlier, Tezuka's eyes were also slightly condensed.

The fourth type of ball!

So on top of that, are there other moves?

Pressure!

Unprecedented pressure.

For the first time in the competition, Tezuka felt the pressure.

"Keep serving! Tezuka! "

At this time, Fuji also stood up and looked at Tezuka, who squirmed his lower throat.

"This man... So strong! "

......

There was not much suspense in the duel after that, and with the limit of thousands of trials and tribulations being solved by the ephemera, the next confrontation situation also returned to the hands of Buji.

Although Tezuka was able to hold his serve, it was the only one who had the upper hand.

In the end, Fuji won the match 6-3.