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Before they knew it.

The game between Tono Atsuki and Kirihara Akaya had been going on for nearly an hour.

During this time.

The two sides were in a state of tit-for-tat.

The former did not gain any advantage over the opponent.

The latter also became more and more courageous.

The score between the two sides also reached the stage of 40-40.

But.

Tono Atsuki was getting more and more excited.

As if something exciting was about to happen.

"Hey!"

"Long-haired pawn, is this all you have?"

"If so."

"Then-"

"It's my turn!"

After another successful return shot.

Kirihara Akaya looked at Tono Atsuki on the opposite side with a grim smile, and spoke to him as if he was looking down on him.

The aura on his body became stronger and stronger.

As if he was about to become a physical existence.

"Hehe..."

"The beauty of the art of execution is about to appear."

"Instead of talking nonsense in front of me, you might as well think about how you will end up howling in pain when you go to hell later."

Looking at Kirihara Akaya, Tono Atsuki laughed excitedly.

He seemed to be eager to try.

"Tsk!"

"Psycho."

Rolling his eyes, Kirihara Akaya turned back to the receiving position speechlessly.

To be honest.

He thought the opponent was so strong.

But so far.

Except for the crazy shouting of execution.

No substantial amazing moves have appeared.

Of course.

This is for Kirihara Akaya.

In fact.

Kirihara Akaya is actually a little impatient.

After all, he has played a few games so far.

The new moves he developed are useless if he wants to show his skills.

At present, the appearance of Tono Atsukyo is still an unpleasant opponent that makes him feel no psychological burden.

How can he not use it well on the opponent?

The four people of Byodoin Phoenix.

"Just one ball is left."

"Tono Atsukyo's thirteen moves of execution will be completed."

Duke Watanabe said softly with a blank expression.

It seems that he has seen the execution of Kirihara Akaya.

And Tono Atsukyo's thirteen moves of execution are:

Seppuku, shooting, burial alive, iron pear flower, Columbia tie, cement stone leather boots, the bull of Faolaris, the heretic judgment, five horses torn apart, the cross of St. Andrew, the iron maiden, the electric chair, and beheading.

"Once the final kaishakunin hits."

"The whole body will be completely paralyzed, and even a finger cannot move."

"You are still too young..."

Tanejima Shuji standing next to him also nodded in agreement.

After all, this kind of move, if there is no reliable information, is definitely a nightmare for the opponent.

As for the two people, Byodoin Phoenix and Irie Kanata.

One of them was quietly looking at Kitagawa not far away, and the other was stroking his chin and thinking about something.

The regulars of Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.

"Something is wrong!"

"Whether it is the expression of Tono Atsukyo or the expressions of the four people, it seems to indicate that Kirihara will face unimaginable heavy damage next."

Frowning, Yagyu Hiroshi said in a deep voice.

"Indeed."

"It is obviously evenly matched, but that guy is unusually excited."

"In other words, he has a stronger move!"

Marui Fumita nodded, his eyes full of seriousness.

Even when he said this, he forgot that he was still chewing bubble gum and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Kitagawa, why don't we stop here?"

"The opponent is a baseline attacking player, and every ball is aimed at various parts of Kirihara's body."

"If there is really a stronger move."

"Maybe he will be seriously injured!"

After taking a few deep breaths and struggling with his thoughts.

Sanada Genichirō looked at Kitagawa with a serious face and spoke in a deep voice.

To be honest.

Kitagawa will not study at Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School for three years after all.

Even if they go to the Swiss U-17 training camp to participate in the U-17 World Cup in the future.

But in the end, Kirihara Akaya will still return to Nihon Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School to continue studying.

In other words.

The opponent is the future leader of the tennis club of Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.

If he is seriously injured here, and even affects Kirihara Akaya's tennis career.

Sanada Genichirō said he would not accept or agree to anything.

Well, it can also be understood as the concern of the male mother.

"You're too concerned, Sanada."

Before Kitagawa opened his mouthAt the mouth, Yukimura Seiichi on the side looked at Kirihara Akaya on the court and said softly and gently.

"Don't worry, Senior Sanada."

"If there is a moment to seriously injure Senior Kirihara, I will take action."

"Of course."

"I also hope that you might as well try to trust Senior Kirihara."

Shaking his head helplessly, Kitagawa sighed and assured Genichirō Sanada.

Whether it was Genichirō Sanada's worries or the big move that Tono Atsukyo was about to charge on the court.

Kitagawa knew it well.

But.

Just as he said.

Why not give it a try.

At this time.

On the court.

Tono Atsukyo served.

"Next-"

"The execution is complete!"

Bang!

After a crisp collision sounded.

A stream of light flashed by and pointed directly at Kirihara Akaya's neck.

The speed was far beyond all the previous ones.

There was not even a trace of the ball.

What is a kaishakunin?

It is to behead the person who committed seppuku, so that the person can die faster and avoid the pain and torture.

As long as this ball hits Kirihara Akaya.

Even if the previous execution did not hit the opponent, it doesn't matter.

"That's it?"

"I thought it was something else."

"New trump card skill - Star of the Creation of Heaven and Earth!"

As soon as this sentence fell.

Kirihara Akaya's body instantly underwent a series of changes.

Waves of red breath different from the demonization filled his body.

Then.

The original black hair turned white directly, and the yellow skin turned red.

Red whites of the eyes, dark green pupils.

Compared with the demonization, he looked particularly refreshing.

Swish!

As his right foot moved back, the center of gravity of the whole person sank rapidly.

When holding the racket with one hand.

The burning red aura from his body continued to gather on the racket.

Indistinctly.

It was as if the original demon had shed its black wings and turned directly into a dazzling holy angel.

The light flashed by.

The tennis ball was like a meteor, piercing through the air in a burst of sonic booms.

"Ding ding ding!"

"Valid ball!"

"1-0!"

"Kirhara Akaya scored."

Not long after.

The referee on the side announced the result loudly.

As for Tono Atsuki, he was stunned.

Because Kirihara Akaya's reaction was too outrageous!