The Holy Lord of Tennis, starting from seriously injuring Amadeus

"Holy Lord!! You guy... I'm still thinking about where to find you!!"

"Is it you?! Are you from Hyotei Academy?!"

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

After saying that, the two couldn't help but look at each other.

Obviously neither of them expected that the other had seen Bei Xiao and had interacted with him!

Takeshi Momoro was dumbfounded.

What's the situation now? !

Why do Echizen Ryoma and Akutsujin both know this guy named "Holy Master"? !

Bei Xiao just glanced at Echizen Ryoma and said calmly: "On the street court! Challenge the court owner. If you lose, you have to pay the challenge fee..."

"Don't you understand this rule?"

Echizen Ryoma suddenly became anxious: "You have no right to interfere with my affairs!! There is nothing agreed before the game, why should I give money!!"

Bei Xiao seemed to anticipate the opponent's answer and casually took the racket from Akutsujin's hand.

"you......"

Akutsujin didn't wait for a dissatisfied tone.

Bei Xiao has already picked up a tennis ball in front of the net that has not been cleared just now.

"boom!!!"

Under the gaze of everyone in the audience.

A bright golden light suddenly appeared on the tennis ball that his racket hit.

all of a sudden.

A pair of horrified eyes looked at the ball played by Bei Xiao.

Keigo Atobe, who was standing next to Bei Xiao, didn't even think about it. When Bei Xiao picked up the tennis ball, he took Akutsujin's arm and ran quickly out of the court.

However, Takeshi Momoro and Ryoma Echizen obviously did not have this ability, let alone that the ball was hit in their direction.

"boom!!!"

As the tennis ball hit the street court ground.

Everyone present could feel the vibration coming from under their feet.

The half of the court where Echizen Ryoma and Momoshiro Takeshi were sitting was already filled with dust, as if it had experienced an explosion.

When the fleeing Akutsujin and Atobe Keigo felt violent vibrations under their feet, they subconsciously turned their heads to look in the direction of the roar.

The large dust fog in their eyes and Bei Xiao's back holding the racket made the two of them freeze in place.

Atobe Keigo is slightly better than Kutsujin. After all, he has certain psychological expectations about Bei Xiao's strength.

In addition, after being exposed to sweet spot technical training, during this period of time, he also learned something about the qualitative transformation of hitting power after mastering 10 balls in a row.

But Akutsujin no longer knew how to describe his inner emotions at this time.

Are you... kidding? !

Is this the power caused by the ball just now? !

Fear! !

Incredible! !

Shocked! !

He even felt for a time that Bei Xiao had planted a bomb under the street court in advance!

In his eyes, Bei Xiao's back was like a god that mortals could not touch...

"call!"

"Fortunately I ran fast enough!"

"You guy! You reacted very quickly when you were playing ball, and you actually asked me to save you just now!"

After Atobe Keigo took a long breath, he spoke to Akutsujin.

The latter also came to his senses.

The shock has not yet settled.

Seeing Atobe Keigo quickly thanking me for saving you, Akutsujin was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Normally, he would have grabbed Atobe Keigo by the collar and shouted "I need you to save me".

As a gust of evening wind blew by, the dust that blocked the view slowly dispersed.

Echizen Ryoma and Momoshiro Takeshi both collapsed on the court ground.

His eyes were dull.

They all thought they were going to be hit by this terrifying shot just now! !

Even now.

The tingling sensation in their limbs and the heaviness in their chests also made them extremely uncomfortable.

He doesn’t even have the ability to stand up on his own! !

In the middle of where the two people were lying, a huge pothole appeared in the sight of everyone present.

The quality of the street court beneath our feet is not comparable to the one built by Neon U-17.

Not even as good as the twelve street courts owned by Beixiao in Bern.

It simply cannot withstand the devastation of a light ball.

off the field.

Everyone who witnessed everything opened their eyes wide, and someone shouted out of control: "Run away! Run away!!!"

The crowd of nearly a hundred people who had originally gathered around them all fled without looking back.

They don't understand at all.

How could a ball hit casually by a junior high school student from Hyotei Academy be so powerful! !

At this moment, the shock and fear in their hearts drove them to flee in a hurry.

Juxing was in the crowd, and it was only at this time that she came back to her senses.

"This...how is this possible!!"

"Even my brother wouldn't be able to hit such a shot!!"

"How on earth did this guy... do it!!"

He muttered in disbelief.

pity.

The answer she wanted to know, no one could give her any answer at this moment!

And in the stadium.

Bei Xiao had already walked to Echizen Ryoma who was lying on the ground.

In the face of the opponent's frightened expression, he said calmly: "Now you should understand the rules of the street court..."

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0058 Aku Tsujin!Ice Emperor substitute!

"Echizen! How are you?"

"I...I'm fine! Senior Momoshiro, you'd better get up first and then talk!"

In the street stadium, after Bei Xiao and Atobe Keigo left with Akutsujin~.

Echizen Ryoma and Momoshiro Takesai, who had been lying down for several minutes, felt better - a little better.

They struggled to sit up from the ground. The scratches on the skin of their limbs made the two of them look embarrassed and abnormal.

Fortunately, the injury was not too serious. It was more of a setback in faith.

What Momoro Takeshi cares about is that the "holy master" who hit the ball turned out to be from Hyotei Academy.

"Crack-"

"I am back!!"

As soon as Echizen Ryoma spoke after returning home, two people walked out of the room.

One is the other party's cousin, Echizen Nanako.

Seeing the injuries on Echizen Ryoma's body, she was immediately shocked: "Ryoma! Did you get into a fight? Quick! Uncle! Send Ryoma to the hospital!"

The "uncle" she spoke of was standing behind her, a slovenly middle-aged man with short hair wearing a monk's robe.

Viet Nam Jiro!

That is, Echizen Ryoma’s father!

Glancing at Echizen Ryoma's current appearance, Echizen Nanjiro waved his hands indifferently: "Oh! Nanako! How can this kid fight? With his physique, he has obviously been beaten!"

"I stink like hell all day long! You deserve it!"

"These are just skin injuries, don't worry about them! They will be fine in two days!!"

As he said that, he sat down and flipped through the magazine, as if he didn't care at all.

Ryoma Echizen's eyes suddenly twitched. Although he had expected this reaction from his father, he still felt a little unhappy.

"Huh! I just fell down!"

At that moment, he didn't let his cousin deal with the wound and rushed directly into his room.

Echizen Nanjiro's eyes flickered after the other party left.

"Wrestling? What a tough-talking brat!"

...

Around 10:30pm.

Echizen Ryoma came to the courtyard alone with a racket in hand.

As he threw up a tennis ball, he swung the racket with all his strength and hit it out, regardless of the scars on his body.

"Bam—"

When the sound of hitting the ball was heard, he couldn't help but let out a hiss and took a breath of air.

The stinging pain from the wound made him almost unable to hold the racket.

"You're so noisy! You brat! Who asked you to play tennis so late at night!"

Just then.

Echizen Nanjiro walked out of the house displeased and shouted dissatisfied at Echizen Ryoma.

Echizen Ryoma subconsciously wanted to say something, but seeing the effect of his shot, he calmed down and let out a long breath.

"Old man! Do you know of a ball that glows?"

"Just hit it casually, it's as powerful as a cannonball!"

Echizen Nanjiro narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this.

"You brat, are your injuries caused by the ball in your mouth?"

"Isn't that right? Were you lucky enough to avoid it, or did the opponent show mercy and let you go? If you were hit by that ball, it wouldn't be as simple as a skin injury!"

"You know?!" Echizen Ryoma was delighted.

Although he hates his inconspicuous father, he also knows very well who the other party once was.

Therefore, in order to get the answer, he chose not to talk back as usual.