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Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A series of crisp clapping sounds gradually echoed over the entire stadium.

In this silence, it seemed particularly clear.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's expression did not change from beginning to end, and his eyes were fixed on Genichirō Sanada across from him.

Vaguely.

It was as if they had returned to the time when the two first met.

The former was full of youthful childishness and confidence, while the latter was depressed because he missed the game.

But the result ended with the latter winning.

"Here we go, Sanada."

There was no extra words.

Tezuka Kunimitsu directly threw the tennis ball in his hand high up.

Then the whole person jumped up like an agile cheetah.

He simply swung the racket in his hand in the air.

Bang!

In an instant.

A collision sound appeared one after another, and then a yellow-green light flashed by.

Before the audience could react.

The tennis ball had already passed the net and landed directly in the scoring area.

"Tezuka, you are really taciturn!"

At this moment.

Tap tap!

Swish!

Whoosh!

A series of sounds and dust.

Genichirō Sanada appeared at the location where the tennis ball landed like an emperor.

He swung the racket with both hands very neatly, like a kendo slash.

However.

This ball did not bounce directly like a regular serve.

On the contrary.

This ball not only did not bounce, but instead rolled quickly towards the net.

"Ding ding ding!"

"Valid ball!"

"Tezuka Kunimitsu, the representative of the Seigakuen team, is in the lead."

"The score is 15-0!"

The referee on the podium was also brightened after seeing this ball.

He blew the whistle immediately.

Then.

The whole audience was in uproar.

"Wow!!!"

Everyone opened their eyes wide at this moment, looking at the tennis ball that had stopped and Tezuka Kunimitsu, whose face was calm and without any waves.

Because this ball was really amazing and too unsolvable.

"As expected of Tezuka Kunimitsu, the emperor of Seigaku."

"The Zero-style serve is an unsolvable serve."

"Such talent and gift are really amazing."

Inoue Mamoru took a deep breath, looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu, and sighed.

Zero-style serve is definitely a super strong serve.

After landing, the ball no longer bounces, but rolls on the ground towards the net.

This move puts a lot of pressure on the arm and cannot be used without limit.

"By the way."

"Compared with the Zero-style serve and those outrageous skills of Kitagawa-chan, which one is stronger?"

Shibaori put down the camera in her hand and asked Inoue Mamoru with a little doubt.

"Saori."

"It's not up to me to decide who wins or who's stronger."

"But for many people, Tezuka's serve is undoubtedly a nightmare."

"Of course, the premise is that Tezuka's arm can support him to use this move continuously and at a high frequency."

Shaking his head, Inoue Mamoru replied helplessly.

If he really knew.

Then why would he be a reporter.

He would have been a tennis coach or something.

The Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School team.

"Sure enough."

"Senior Tezuka really takes this game seriously!"

Kitagawa said with a scorching look.

"What an outrageous skill!"

"It's just like his serve is invincible!"

Kirihara Akaya said loudly with a look of surprise.

"But the premise is that you can perform this move continuously."

"But in fact, this move puts too much pressure on the arm."

Nio Masaharu, who had personally experienced the Zero serve, said softly with a serious look on his face.

Although the skills are strong, the side effects are really too great.

The moment the voice fell.

The rest of the people fell into silence.

Because no one knows how many times Tezuka Kunimitsu can perform the Zero serve.

Let's not talk about this for now.

At this moment.

On the court.

After the referee's voice fell.

Sanada Genichirō slowly retracted his arm and looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu on the opposite side with a flickering look.

"Go on."

Without saying much.

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the receiving position.

As for Tezuka Kunimitsu's Zero serve.

Sanada Genichirō not only knew, but also understood how unsolvable it was.

In fact, from the beginning, he was not prepared to confront him in the opponent's serve.

Even though he has grown a lot now.

But we cannot deny the strength of Tezuka Kunimitsu's Zero Tennis."Hmm."

He answered solemnly.

Tezuka Kunimitsu served again with an expressionless face.

After a moment.

Two Zero serves were completed one after another.

The score between the two sides came directly to 40-0.

Sanada Genichirō stood still and waited quietly for Tezuka Kunimitsu's serve to end.

After all, for him who did not have a perverted advanced field like Kitagawa.

Now the possibility of returning this ball is almost zero.

Instead of wasting energy, it is better not to make useless struggles and wait for his own serve.

Until the last ball.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's glasses glowed slightly.

Zero serve starting action.

Bang!

After a crisp collision sound.

The tennis ball shot towards the scoring area in front of the net as fast as before.

"Hmm?"

"Tezuka, you really underestimated me!"

Swish!

Boom!

In an instant.

A dark red breath rose directly into the sky.

Then, like a wave of air, it quickly spun around Genichirō Sanada.

In his bright eyes, a fierce gaze was faintly visible.

Without changing his expression, Genichirō Sanada quickly rushed to the left front.

Swish!

Step!

He leaped quickly and smashed the racket in his hand.

This time, the tennis ball did not bounce like before, but shot diagonally.

There is no doubt.

Tezuka Kunimitsu also wanted to reduce the burden of the Zero serve on his arm as much as possible.

Otherwise, he would become more passive as time went on.

Unfortunately, even though the whole process of this ball was almost the same as the Zero serve.

But Genichirō Sanada still noticed it.

For a moment, it seemed as if endless flames burst out in all directions with the collision point between the racket and the tennis ball as the center.

The black and red air wave rolled up the silver-white flame.

It looked beautiful, but it was actually murderous.

"Shiranui!"

Bang!

After a violent collision sounded.

The tennis ball that had left the racket seemed to disappear.

At the same time.

It seemed as if a rain of fire was falling from the sky.

"Underestimate?"

"Do you know that mediocre people plan things, while wise people plan the game?"

It seemed that there was no surprise at all that Genichirō Sanada hit back successfully.

Tezuka Kunimitsu stood there quite calmly and asked softly.

At the same time.

Waves of wind and waves gradually swirled around him, forming a circular area with a diameter of 4.2 meters.

"Tezuka Domain!"