When Byodoin's domineering voice came, Kimuraji felt as if he was locked by something.

The strong mental oppression made his body suddenly stiffen.

Even breathing is stagnant.

Rumble!

There was a bang in the sky, and countless ball shadows locked Kimuraji and smashed down.

This meteor shower-like blow was filled with a dangerous aura,

"Is this world-class oppression!"

Kimuraji's eyes were shining with excitement, so he wouldn't be afraid!

Kimuraji knew very well that his current strength alone would not be able to compete with Byodoin, so he had to add more fire.

Sneer

~~Ho~

~

In the surprised gaze of Byodoin, Kimuraji's eyes radiated a trace of electricity outward, and then left an afterimage in place and rushed towards the falling tennis ball.

Although Kimuraji can't find the real location of tennis, he still won't give up.

He is going to try to crack this ball of Byodoin in his own way.

Swish!

Swish!

Kimuraji's figure quickly swept behind each ball shadow, swinging again and again, and swinging again and again missed.

Boom!

In the end, Kimuraji still failed to fight back all the tennis balls, and the tennis ball passing by him smashed heavily on the ground behind him, making Kimuraji helplessly stop his steps.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work!"

Kimuraji shook his head with a smile, although he was also practicing multi-ball fighting, it was still too naïve to fight back against the World Pirate King of Byoin with the skill of multi-ball combo.

"Go on, senior!"

Kimura returned to the back with a firm step, and the electric light looming in his eyes made Byodoin a little concerned.

"Just now, this little devil seems to have suddenly freed himself from the shackles of spiritual oppression? Is it some kind of state again? The

corners of Byoyuan's mouth rose slightly, and things were really getting more and more interesting.

Bang!

This ball increased its strength a little, and the ball that swept an afterimage in the air slammed to the ground, and an invisible wave of qi overturned the dust and rubble on the surface.

This time, Kimura's arm did not tremble in the slightest, and he effortlessly withdrew the tennis ball back to the court of Byodoin.

Kimuraji, who has entered the ZONE state, has also received a blessing in ball feeling, which is called the sweet zone technique.

"Interesting! That's interesting! "

The Byodoin is becoming more and more novel, a first-year imp in the middle school can actually achieve this level?

It's incredible!

Byoyoin strode forward, raising his arm and slashing the surface of the tennis ball with his backhand when he was about to fall.

Bang!

The dual effect of force and rotation makes this ball fly high in the air.

"This is! Egyptian Phoenix!

Kimuraji couldn't help but blurt out after raising his head, and then immediately turned back towards the rear.

"Huh?"

Byodoin frowned, how did this little devil seem to be familiar with himself?

You must know that the Egyptian phoenix's trick was only realized by him not long ago while wandering the world, and it stands to reason that no one should know it.

Tread!

Kimuraji's footsteps were extremely fast, and a jumping racket was pumped down from the crotch backwards.

The back blind field of vision in the crotch draws!

At this moment, the falling tennis ball was intercepted impartially by the racket in Kimuraji's hand.

It's just that such a counterattack is simply flawed for the Equal Courtyard, and the Equality Institute came to the net to sweep it away.

Bang!

Even the volley in front of the net, which is not very proficient in front of the net, is not something that Kimuraji can take at this moment.

"Little ghost, you made me start exciting! Get ready for the embrace of hell! "

Byodoin's blond hair danced without wind, and it could be seen that Byodoin at this moment was somewhat aroused by the flame in Kimuraji's heart.

You must know that even in the U-17 training camp, there are not many people who can make Byodoin interested, and Kimuraji is definitely the only existence in terms of age.

"You're welcome senior! I also want to see the gap between myself and the world! Let the horses come! "

Kimura Sihao is dry, and his courage has even infected Byodoin.

"Hahaha! It's such a little ghost with eyes! Show me! Byodo

laughed and threw the ball away, and then his heart began to beat constantly, and the muscles of his arms began to squirm wildly.

Bang!

A muffled thunderous hit kicked off another ball scramble.

On the beach at this time.

The father of the hexagonal middle school is walking towards his temple with a group of hexagonal middle school children.

The kids said they were going to clean up Daddy's temple.

This is also their care for their father.

"Alas! Did you hear anything? Shu

Xiyan's ears moved, and he suddenly spoke.

"Sound? What was that?

Black Feather Chunfeng turned his head and asked suspiciously.

"It seems like someone is playing tennis! And it came from Daddy's tennis court!

Saeki said lightly.

He heard it too.

Several people looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

You must know that this place is still a long way from Daddy's stadium, what kind of fierce confrontation must be to get the voice to them.

"Daddy! Let's go one step ahead! Black

Feather Chunfeng and the others nodded after glancing at each other, signaled to their father, and then spread their girls and ran towards their father's tennis court.

They want to see what is sacred.

When several people came to Daddy's court, the confrontation between Kimuraji and Byodoin had entered its most intense moment.

The course has long been covered in billowing smoke, and the course built not far from the beach is naturally indispensable for sand.

The sand was splashed into the air by the power of the confrontation between the two, and only two figures could be faintly seen in the yellow and misty stadium, but they could not be seen.

"Well... What a terrible fight! Even

though a few people stood a little far away, the sense of oppression coming from the field still made several people stand on end.

"Or we'd better stand a little farther!"

Kuroba Harufeng swallowed his saliva.

"Uh-huh!"

Several people nodded like chickens pecking rice, and silently moved back a few steps.

Staying in this place again felt too dangerous for them.

You don't need to think about it to know that the two people on the field now are areas that they simply can't touch.

Daddy caught up slowly.

Although he couldn't see the figure on the field clearly, he still felt it from his figure and the familiar sense of oppression.

This is Byodoin Phoenix!

The genius boy who was stuffed to him by Mifune Irido.

As for the other person.

Dad also had some guesses in his heart.

There are probably few people who will come to him at this time.

Kimuraji!

That little guy from Yamabuki Middle School!

Sure enough, soon from the fog came the familiar voices of Daddy, Saeki and others.

"Four Gods Performing Martial Arts - White Tiger!"

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