"Gotta... Scored!

"Well... What a powerful little ghost! The

surrounding high school students swallowed the saliva that had accumulated unconsciously because of the shock.

The first match between Kimuraji and Oni Jujiro did not have too many bells and whistles, but only sparks from the collision of speed and force.

Kimuraji and Oni Jujiro, who had entered the game state, became a little silent, and soon there was only the roar of tennis balls on the court.

The sound that seemed to explode rose and fell one after another, and the constant shaking of the left and right ends made all the hearts hang.

Bang!

Bang!

"The game was scored by Kimura Ji, and the score was 1:0."

"The two sides change the field!"

......

Bang!

Bang!

"This game was scored by Oni Jujiro, and the score was 1:1."

......

Bang!

Bang!

"The game was scored by Kimuraji, the score was 2:1."

"The two sides change the field!"

......

As the two sides continue to improve their strength, the score is slowly alternately rising.

Although Kimura currently has a certain advantage in the score, that is just an illusion.

Only by winning the opponent's serve can it be regarded as the real initiative to occupy this game.

After the two sides exchange courts, it is Oni Jujiro's turn to serve.

Oni Jujiro looked at the proud boy in front of him, and his mind couldn't help but think of what the group of children in the orphanage expected of him.

Become Japan's No. 1 tennis player!

Oni Jujiro asked himself, and seemed to have become a little slack after losing to Byodoin after going down the mountain.

Know that only constant challenges can make you stronger.

At this moment, affected by the burning battle intent in Kimuraji's heart, the blood in Oni Jujiro's heart burned again.

While there's no reason for him to stop a teenager from climbing to a higher stage, that doesn't mean he doesn't want a victory in this game.

Maybe the future belongs to the teenager in front of him, but now, he is still too tender.

Oni Jujiro's eyes suddenly became fierce, and

the momentum on his body became thicker and thicker.

"Boy, be careful next! Be careful not to die!

Oni Jujiro looked at Kimuraji and said in a deep voice.

"Let the horses come, senior!"

Kimuraji stepped on the ground with both feet straddling, and Kimuraji's perception of qi machines was keen.

He had already sensed that Oni Jujiro seemed to be starting to get serious.

Yikes!

Oni Jujiro threw the tennis ball in his hand, and then a black shadow suddenly covered the sky above the tennis ball.

"What a quick lead!"

Everyone on the sidelines exclaimed, and Oni Jujiro's movements suddenly became faster.

Bang!

Swish!

The strong wind swept by, and the net suddenly capsized towards Kimuraji's side.

The fierce wind pressure blew in, and Kimuraji's eyes froze.

Bang!

The racket in Kimura's hand creaked and wailed, and the terrifying force could not be supported even by a racket made of composite materials.

Tread!

Oni Jujiro's footsteps were particularly heavy, and his burly body suddenly stepped on the ground.

With a heavy sound, Oni Jujiro's body soared into the air, his hands holding the racket sideways to the side of his waist.

“Black Jack Knife!"

With Oni Jujiro's roar, the blood in his body continued to churn.

It was as if a sleeping beast had begun to awaken.

A black light cut through the long sky, and Oni Jujiro's vertical beating style of gravity was already a completely different product.

The ball that was aimed at the enemy's center of gravity was like a thousand pounds.

Kimuraji's heart was awe-inspiring, from this moment on, the game can really be regarded as truly entering the main chapter.

"Four Gods Performing Martial Arts - Xuanwu!"

Facing Oni Jujiro, Kimuraji can only gamble on his ace defensive stunt.

The turtle snake locks the river, and the vast blue waves engulf all the black light on the tennis ball.

Bang!

Kimuraji's wrist shook slightly, and the ball was pressed back into Oni Jujiro's field by Kimuraji with a clever force of four or two pounds.

"What a brilliant unloading technique, you say? Shuji. Irie's

eyes were deep and clear, and he reflected Kimuraji's move in his mind.

Although it is only one goal, Irie clearly sees Kimuraji's understanding of martial arts on this goal.

He really didn't expect Kimuraji to hide such a skill.

I am afraid that this kind of unloading technique can only be compared with Shuji Tajima's self-destruction.

"Well, it's a very clever skill! Unexpectedly, a super offensive player like Kimuraji also took care of defense. Shuji

Taishima also sighed a little, and their attention to this junior still seemed to be lacking.

You have to go back and understand this guy.

Taishima smiled crookedly, making Irie look inexplicable.

"Isn't this guy trying to fool anyone again?!"

Irie shook his head helplessly.

......

Bang!

Bang!

"This game was scored by Oni Jujiro, the score was 2:2."

......

Bang!

Bang!

"The game was scored by Kimura Ji, the score was 3:2."

"The two sides change the field!"

......

Bang!

Bang!

"This game was scored by Oni Jujiro, the score was 3:3."

......

To everyone's surprise, even though Oni Jujiro was constantly improving the power of his shots, he still couldn't win Kimuraji's serve.

Kimura bit the score firmly, and the game looked very anxious.

Oni Jujiro glanced at Kimuraji, the strength of this little devil was beyond his expectations.

He felt that even now this little ghost still had spare power.

If he does not break through the limit of sixty percent strength, he may really lose this game.

"Little ghost, let's have a real fight!"

Oni Jujiro's dull voice sounded, and then an extremely oppressive momentum pressed towards Kimura Sigai.

"I can't ask for it!"

Kimuraji's pupils instantly glowed with pale golden electricity, and the muscles of his body became even tighter.

Every part of the body starts to function, and even the concentration is raised to the limit.

ZONE!

"Come on, little ghost!"

A layer of black clouds seemed to appear behind Oni Jujiro, and the whole person looked terrifying.

"Take it, senior!"

Yikes!

When the words fell, Kimuraji immediately threw the ball.

Then bend his knees and bow his knees, kick his legs to lead the shot.

The action is flowing and completed in one go.

Ancient martial arts - serpentine!

Bang!

With a roar, the tennis ball, which seemed to float straight in the air, instantly moved uneasily after crossing the net.

Immediately after landing, the tennis ball suddenly bounced up, and the ball when it bounced slid a winding mark in the air under the violent rotation.

"Hmph!"

Oni Jujiro snorted coldly, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

This erratic path of the ball seemed to him to be simply obvious.

He has seen through the essence of this ball.

"Give me back!"

Oni Jujiro drank heavily, and the billowing air wave squeezed the air to the side.

The flat-hit ball drawing explains what a violent aesthetic is.

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