Prince of Tennis Super Genius

The match was already 0:1, Ryoma was one game behind, and the second game was Keigo Jibe’s serve.

“Echizen Ryoma, you don’t have a chance! The final winner must be – Uncle Ben! “In a beautiful and gorgeous pose, Trace jumped and played a beautiful serve. Even without a serve move, its angle, power and speed are impeccable.

“You were happy too early, for me the game was just beginning. Let me see you again, your famous carousel. Ryoma in the stadium turned around and directly pumped a high ball, deliberately playing a high hanging ball to provoke the opponent.

“That little ghost really doesn’t know if he is dead or alive, and he is trying to crack the wheel dance music of the traces.” Himawari said contemptuously.

“Yes, if he continues to fight with ChiJiu, and then slowly and unexpectedly uses the field, maybe he will have a chance to win.” And now the trick of confronting the traces head-on is really a little irrational. Shinobu nodded and said.

“Echizen Ryoma, look at it with wide eyes, don’t indulge in Uncle Ben’s gorgeous stunts.” Jumping in the mid-air track, looking down at the dragon horse below, then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Traces was about to aim at Ryoma’s racket, but found that two identical Ryoma appeared in the opposite half. It is not the flawed phantom seen by insight, but the real existence, which is Ryoma’s shadow doppelganger!!

“It’s useless, your illusory phantom can’t hide Uncle Ben’s eyes.” He only hesitated for half a moment in mid-air, and the speed of the smash was faster than the last time!

With a bang, the smash really knocked Ryoma’s tennis racket out. That’s right, he hit Ryoma’s real body.

Ryoma was also a little shocked, the shadow doppelganger could be fake and real. Could it be that the eyes of the traces are the same as the sharp gaze of the Pokémon’s BoBo bird, and can they ignore the shadow doppelganger?

Ryoma was going to make the shadow strike the trail well, but he didn’t expect that it was himself who was hit. He could only watch as the opponent smashed and scored in his own half!

At 15:0, just one minute into the second game, Ryoma gave the opponent a point.

“It’s impossible, that guy broke the shadow doppelganger of the little ghost.” Yakuzu and Aoba were shocked, they knew how strong Ryoma’s shadow doppelganger was. And Kumi and the others looked confused. They still can’t figure out what happened in the scene, and most of the audience is too.

“Echizen, you can’t bring back Uncle Ben’s gorgeous waltz.” Trace brushed his silver-gray hair and said with a bit of elegance, saying that sentence in a very natural and natural tone.

“Yes.” Ryoma suddenly chuckled, “Trace, I suddenly thought of something very interesting.” ”

“Fun stuff?” Jibe smiled playfully, sent a ball hard at Ryoma, and said at the same time: “What’s wrong, do you mean to give up?” ”

“No, it’s the opposite. I’ll also show you my “Dance Toward Destruction.” Saying that, Ryoma instantly appeared at the landing point of the serve, made a strange posture and pulled the ball out forcefully.

“Triple Claw Strike, First Strike!!” I saw that the tennis ball seemed to transform into Zhao Xin’s spear, whistling and rushing towards the court of the trace. The ball was a low-altitude ball, and when it rushed over the net, the wind pressure formed almost blew the net into a bow. The spinning downspin ball, with Ryoma’s terrifying power, came in the direction of the track racket.

“What… What, the power of that ball. “I was dismissive of the ball coming head-on, but I didn’t expect the ball to be so strong that it almost knocked his racket away.

Rao was so, the explosive force of the ball caused a little paralysis in his right hand. Fortunately, his strength is only a little weaker than Ryoma, so he can block it in time.

The trail was shocked back a few steps by the force, and since the point of the ball was relatively low, he had to raise it slightly higher. It was normal to pick the ball, but the force was too strong to disrupt the relationship between his arms, making the height of the ball slightly beyond his expectations.

Originally, the height of the ball was nothing to ordinary people, but for Ryoma, it was different, and it was Ryoma who had prepared early.

Looking at the floating tennis ball, Ryoma jumped up hard, “Now it’s my turn to dance the ball, triple claw strike second blow.” ”

Ryoma, who was in mid-air, aimed his racket at the tennis racket, and aimed at the opponent’s racket to make a powerful smash.

The ball was like a meteorite, roaring away with terrifying power.

“Echizen Ryoma, without Uncle Ben’s insight, Uncle Ben’s beauty skills are not so easy to learn.” Seeing the ball coming towards the center of his racket, Jibu gripped the racket with both hands and blocked the front.

“Bang”! Only a sound of vibrating eardrums was heard, and dripping blood oozed from the palms of the hands holding the racket. The strong wind pressure carried by the spinning ball blew the silver-gray hair.

The second blow of the triple claw strike, almost doubled the power attack itself, and the power of the hands was also pushed back by the force by a meter or two.

“Are you ready, now the third blow is here, the finale of the Wheel Dance! The final blow of the triple claw strike. The ball was bounced back, but Ryoma, who landed in mid-air, stepped on the air and jumped again.

Ryoma made a volley double jump and smashed the ball again. One jump and two smashes are truly gorgeous waltzes!

The half-empty dragon horse is more gorgeous and dazzling than the traces. The last ball hit by the triple claw was pumped out fiercely.

Ryoma’s triple claw smash that increases Ryoma’s strength by 1.5 times, making the field windy.

However, a huge sound was made in the air, and it instantly came to the traces like a violent wind and lightning! The pebbles on the ground were crushed by the air pressure generated by the tennis balls, and the sand and dust were raised with a terrifying sound.

Trace squinted and stepped back with his right foot open. The racket clasped with both hands blocks the hitting tennis ball!

But everything was in vain, the power of the third blow was too strong!

The trail actually maintained the batting posture and was taken to the perimeter wire net a few meters behind.

The traces fell heavily on the wire mesh, and the racket in his hand could no longer be held. With a snap, he fell to the ground, his hands covered in blood.