Legendary tennis, starting from signing up to talent

More than two hours later.

Accompanied by a flash of light.

The tennis ball ricocheted past Kintaro Toyama.

The speed was so fast that one could only judge whether it was a valid ball from the traces on the court.

Until the tennis ball appeared out of bounds.

"40-0!"

"Kitagawa scored!"

The referee Watanabe Osamu announced the result almost numbly.

And this numbness was not about the length of the game.

But about Kitagawa.

Although he hoped that Kintaro Toyama would lose, Kitagawa's performance was beyond imagination.

It can be said that so far.

Kintaro Toyama not only did not score a point, but he had not even caught a ball.

"Hoo...Hoo...Hoo..."

"My heart is beating, my chest is rising and falling, and sweat is dripping down..."

"A ball that is so fast that people can't react, a ball that spins so fast that people can't catch it, a ball that is so high that it seems to have burst out of the atmosphere, a ball that doesn't move when it lands..."

"Tennis is so interesting!"

Kintaro Toyama, sweating profusely, looked at Kitagawa across from him and laughed heartily.

It's no exaggeration.

Every tennis ball Kitagawa played was like a bloom of talent, making him unable to take his eyes off it.

"Inner and outer?"

Listening to Kintaro Toyama's words, Kitagawa was slightly stunned.

It was as if he had caught an invisible line.

And as he continued to explore along this line.

A huge ancient black stone gate made of countless stone statues gradually emerged, which was blocked by the undefeated king's Asura Shinto.

"The mind is united..."

The eyes sparkled, and a touch of spiritual energy grew from the inside out and from the outside in.

Countless talents are colliding, and the sparks are spreading.

Slowly close your eyes.

Ding...

Beichuan's consciousness instantly arrived in front of the stone door.

At the same time.

In reality, the breath on his body was quickly restrained.

There was no air wave, momentum, etc.

The whole person was like the most ordinary person.

Click!

Looked at the stone door calmly, cutting off all distracting thoughts.

Put your hand directly on it.

Then push it with all your strength without hesitation.

Boom...

Accompanied by a series of roars.

The dark world was gradually pierced by dazzling light.

It was like the ancient breath slowly overflowing from the crack of the door.

In all these changes, Beichuan's eyes were bright and tough from beginning to end.

Beichuan slowly stopped until the crack of the stone door was wide enough for a person to pass through.

"Inhale...exhale..."

After taking a deep breath.

He resolutely stepped forward and walked into the Asura Shinto Road that belonged to the king.

Step!

In reality.

Beichuan's body was gradually enveloped by the ancient aura and charm.

So much so that the entire stadium became a little quiet.

An invisible majesty seemed to have turned into a guillotine hanging over their hearts, causing Kintaro Toyama and Osamu Watanabe to suddenly look stern.

The next moment.

Teng!

Beichuan opened his eyes.

Then, an endless sharp edge pointed directly to the sky, as if the world had just opened, and it seemed like the power of God was endless.

The air waves were boiling, as if cheering for something, and as if kneeling down to worship.

"The last ball."

"Be careful!"

The voice without any emotional fluctuations echoed ethereally over the entire stadium.

Slender fingers pinched the tennis ball and threw it directly into the air.

Ancient aura gradually wrapped around the racket.

Like a knife, a sword, and like thunder and lightning.

Indistinctly.

Dark clouds continued, thunder and fire suddenly appeared.

A blood moon loomed.

"Night attack!"

It was like the sound of ancient times.

The endless night completely enveloped this world.

Boom! ! !

Beichuan jumped up, like opening the sky, and swung the power in his hand.

In an instant.

The world was silent.

Between the night, thunder and fire, and the red moon.

A figure wrapped in black netherworld fire gradually appeared.

Ruthless eyes, black and gray long hair, naked half body, endless bloody unknown words, dark blue chains and shackles.

He slowly raised his palm, and the tennis ball that was swung out had already appeared in his palm.

Under the violent rotation, three different colored jades appeared around him.

The figure slowly turned his hand over and pushed the tennis ball in his palm towards the court where Kintaro Toyama was.

Then he turned around and walked towards the ancient air wave.

Faintly.

It seemed that there were six other figures standing there.Meanwhile.

The next moment.

The figure disappeared, and the magatama ball fell to the ground.

The eternal night erupted, thunder and fire in the sky, and the red moon bloomed...

Until the moon was dim and the wind was light.

It was as if I woke up from a dream.

I looked closely.

A 'flower' that bloomed like a violent aesthetic was quietly staying in a shocking huge pit.

"Gurgle..."

Watanabe Shu looked at this scene, and the whole person couldn't help sweating, and swallowed the saliva in his mouth subconsciously.

"So... strong..."

And Toyama Kintaro, who was facing this ball directly, murmured in a daze.

The whole person seemed to be frozen in place, not daring to move.

It seemed that if he moved, the night attack under the red moon would suddenly come to him.

"Huh..."

"Seven statues of gods from different dimensions..."

"It's really a prototype..."

He let out a long breath.

A strange color flashed in Kitagawa's eyes that ordinary people couldn't detect.

Some surprise, and some surprise.

"Coach Watanabe?"

Slowly putting away his thoughts, Kitagawa turned and smiled at Watanabe Osamu who was a little absent-minded.

"..."

"Xiao Jin lost."

After taking a deep look at Kitagawa, Watanabe Osamu said softly.

He was not glad that Toyama Kintaro lost the game, but that Kitagawa was not a violent tennis player.

If this ball really hit the opponent.

It's really hard to imagine!

"Then Coach Watanabe, I won't see you off."

Raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

A group of bodyguards quickly walked out and took Toyama Kintaro, who was still in a daze, away very quickly.

At the same time, Watanabe Shu also saw a bodyguard holding a steaming takoyaki in his hand.

It was almost no time.

A helicopter took off from the Youth Taiwan Tennis Club.

Then it flew towards the direction of the Neon U-17 training camp Heart Cliff.

"......"

"Are you sure it's not a long-planned plan and human trafficking?"

The rapidity of this series of changes really made Watanabe Shu a little dumbfounded.

"Because I'm in a hurry~!"

Kitagawa showed a sunny smile.

Then he turned and left.

"Why do I feel like I've been set up?"

I originally thought that sending Toyama Kintaro to the Heart Cliff to be coached by Mifune Nyudo was a good thing.

But now Watanabe Shu is a little unsure.

After hesitating again and again, he chose to believe Kitagawa and left here with a worried look on his face.