Net King: Obtain Kise Ryota’s ability at the beginning

"Kimura, I have to admit that you are indeed very talented."

Oni Jujiro's gaze was firmly fixed on the boy in front of him, and even he felt a threat from that ball just now.

The teenager in front of him was already qualified to threaten him.

"Senior, please be sure not to keep your hand!"

Kimuraji smiled slightly, and the momentum on his body constantly swelled to fight the oppression from Oni Jujiro's body.

"Hmph! Then you'd better be ready to die first! Oni

Jujiro's long red hair danced in the wind, and his fierce face was full of seriousness.

The scar on his face left by the Byodoin Temple added a bit of horror to it.

Yikes!

Kimuraji threw the ball again.

Ancient Martial Arts - Izumo!

The electric glow pierced through the air, and the flat-hit serve tore through the air and smashed down towards the receiving area in front of Oni Jujiro.

"Drink!"

Oni Jujiro let out a low sigh, and the long hair flying in the sky looked like a ghost.

The roar resounded through the field, and the heavy ball like a cannonball hit the racket in Kimuraji's hand in a blink of an eye.

Kimuraji's heart was alarmed, and Oni Jujiro's hit contained more than just his terrifying power.

There is also Oni Jujiro's mastery of the Sweet Zone technique.

After losing last time to Byodoin, who had crawled back from hell, Oni Jujiro was deeply aware of the gap between him and Byodoin.

Although his skills are not bad, compared with the Byotoin Academy, he is slightly inferior after all.

And the most important thing in the competition between masters is not to have the slightest shortcoming.

For this reason, Oni Jujiro has been honing his skills hard after falling silent, in anticipation of the day when he will defeat Byoin after making a breakthrough.

Under Oni Jujiro's almost paranoid grinding, his sweet zone technique has become even higher.

"Hmph!"

Byodoin snorted coldly, he naturally saw the progress of Oni Jujiro's technology in the sweet area.

I also know why the other party is honing this skill.

But it is impossible to defeat him just like that.

Because he crawled back from hell with a determination to die.

......

The field was filled with gunfire, and the confrontation between Kimuraji and Oni Jujiro became even more terrifying.

Each ball brought puffs of smoke and dust, and the force penetrated the racket and constantly shook the ground.

Tread!

Kimuraji's figure stepped forward quickly, his hem being blown by the air current.

Sou!

His body soared into the air, and Kimuraji's arm once again pressed down towards the flying tennis ball cover.

Bang!

The strength, the weight of the body plus the rotation, this superimposed Kimuraji's all the balls bloomed with golden light.

The strong spin caused the ball to bounce high, and Oni Jujiro only had time to sideways to avoid it slightly.

The ball pressed to the side of his cheek and flew into the sky.

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

"The two sides switch sides."

The referee on the high chair took advantage of the situation to report the score.

There was a tingling pain in Oni Jujiro's cheek, and a trace of blood oozed from his cheek.

The wind pressure brought by Kimuraji's killing ball just now caused the scar on Oni Jujiro's face to crack again.

The mark left by Byodoin burst out instantly, and there was a faint surge of blood in Oni Jujiro's pupils.

The old injury recurred, and the memories that Oni Jujiro had sealed in his mind began to awaken.

The two sides exchange courts.

When Oni Jujiro walked in front of Byodoin, Byodoin's face suddenly sank.

The extremely oppressive breath just now reminded him of the Oni Jujiro who had left a scar on his forehead.

It was the first time he had tasted the bitterness of failure.

Byodoin's gaze noticed the bright red on Oni Jujiro's cheeks, and he immediately understood.

Kimuraji inadvertently ruptured Oni Jujiro's wound.

At the same time, it also released the ghost god who had sunk in hell.

But Byodo-in was not prepared to meddle in this game.

Because this is Kimuraji's own choice.

Even if Kimuraji ends up rolling into hell scarred, it's just that he's paying for his pride and arrogance.

Crouched down on the bottom line, Kimuraji's hair stood on end, and his perception sensed that something terrifying seemed to be coming.

Kimuraji's face was solemn, he knew that he could bring him this feeling now.

Only the red-haired man in front of him.

Oni Jujiro!

"Boy, go to hell!"

Oni Jujiro roared, and a pitch-black cannonball instantly smashed into the receiving area in front of Kimuraji.

His voice sounded a little hoarse, but it sounded terrifying to Kimuraji.

Squeak.

The bouncing tennis ball hit the racket in Kimura's hand, and the racket immediately let out a wail.

Even Kimura's arm began to tremble slightly.

"It's so heavy!"

Kimuraji's brows furrowed, and Oni Jujiro's strength became stronger again!

He won't be able to eat it anymore.

“Golden Jack Knife！"

Oni Jujiro's deep voice was like a demon sound from hell.

As his arm swung out a pitch-black aura and rushed forward, a moment later a golden light continued to strike towards Kimuraji.

Behind Oni Jujiro, a dark purple ghost shadow appeared, holding a pitch-black battle axe and slashing a pitch-black blade of light towards Kimuraji.

Death comes!

At this moment, Kimuraji really felt the threat of death.

The glowing light blade directly slashed at the phantom of the immobile king behind Kimuraji.

The three-headed and six-armed immobile Ming King Void Shadow suddenly disappeared into the void.

Bang!

Bang!

"Game, Oni Jujiro, 15:0."

......

Oni Jujiro's right hand swept forward with a racket, and the ghost shadow behind him was also aimed at Kimuraji and swung the black tomahawk in his hand again.

Rumble!

Kimuraji's heart tightened, and he subconsciously avoided his body.

In the next second, there was a loud noise behind him, and the ground constantly trembled like a landslide.

Rumble!

A second loud noise came, and immediately after that, the wall skin behind Kimuraji began to detach.

A puff of gunsmoke immediately filled the field.

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

......

"Oni Jujiro!"

Byodoin's eyes glowed fiercely, and he reached out and pulled off the headband on his forehead.

The scars hidden behind the hairband are revealed.

I don't know why, after seeing the familiar figure on the field, the scar on the forehead of the Pingyuan courtyard began to ache faintly.

Since the last time Byodoin regained his No.1 position from Oni Jujiro, he can't remember how long it has been since he saw Oni Jujiro like this!

It was also thanks to Kimuraji that the sleeping ghost was awakened.

Now that the ghosts and gods who had been sleeping in hell have been resurrected, Kimuraji suddenly becomes precarious.