Seraph of Net King

In the ninth set, the service game of the trace.

"The guy who forced Uncle Ben to this point, except for the blazing guy, you are still the first. "

Trace's eyes were fixed on the opposite side of Sanada Koichiro.

"Whew...."

He took a deep breath and relaxed.

Immediately, with a lift of the wrist, the tennis ball was thrown high into the air.

"Bang ——!"

When the racket hits the tennis ball, there is a strong vibration sound.

The ball speed and power are a few points stronger than before.

"In the last struggle, you are doomed to defeat, Keigo Keibe!"

Sanada said in a deep voice.

The physical exertion of the two was huge, and the match had come to the ninth set.

This game is the moment to decide the outcome of the game!

Fast as the wind!

In an instant, Sanada Koichiro's figure accelerated violently.

Swish!

The wind-like swing accelerated again.

"Sting!"

The tennis ball was wrapped in a strong whirlwind that quickly exploded on the court in the tracks.

Trample!

Traces of the figure sprang out, like a flashing cheetah.

The right foot stomped heavily on the ground, and the air flow condensed again.

Boom!

Gravitational force –

A blue light shone brightly.

"Boom!"

A huge force of air flow covered the half.

Then he rushed to the opposite side.

"It's useless! Your anger can't break me, I'm as immobile as a mountain!"

Sanada Junichiro holds his feet steady, his body sinks, he holds the racket with both hands, and swings it towards the tennis ball!

"Boom!"

The collision between the racket and the tennis ball immediately caused a vibration of the air current.

His arm vibrated and his arm struck back.

Opposite side.

The figure of the trace quickly ran out of the bottom line, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the tennis landing point.

Swish!

With a flick of the wrist, the tennis ball flies high.

Abrupt.

A pillar of fire rose into the sky.

"Plundering like fire!"

Sanada's flaming figure appeared in the air, and his right hand slammed down.

"Sting!"

It was like a huge hammer slamming down on a tennis ball, and a powerful flame projectile fell to the ground.

In a flash.

He turned around and knelt on the ground, waving his racket in his right hand!

The Giant Bear Strikes Back!

Bang dang!

When the racket touches the tennis ball, the terrifying force knocks the racket away.

The referee announced, "0:15!"

"Isn't it even useless for the Giant Bear to fight back?"

Shinobu's face became a little difficult.

Aoi Hanamura shook his head and said, "The difference in strength. "

"The power of the invasion is too strong, and the giant bear law counterattacks. "

Akutsu said unhappily: "That kid, shouldn't it be like this?"

Ryo Shishido, Higaku and others had worries in their eyes.

Mijin Chi didn't speak, quietly watching the game on the court.

"Plundering like fire!"

Sanada's imposing voice sounded again.

"Boom!"

The referee announced, "0:30!"

0:40！

"Game, Tachikai Dai, 5:4"

In the blink of an eye, Sanada has come to the last set.

"Traces!"

The Ice Emperor and the others looked at the figure on the court and shouted.

"Whew.... Whew...."

Sweat kept pouring out from his forehead, and his breathing became disordered.

"Damn, isn't it.... Uncle Ben is going to lose here?"

He looked up and looked at Kenichiro Sanada on the other side.

"Accept the fate of defeat, Keigo Keibe!"

Sanada turned around, and the confident, arrogant tone reached his ears.

"Damn it!"

Jibu gritted his teeth and stood upright, his lilac eyes filled with unwillingness.

"The game continues, Lihai has a big serve!"

At this moment, the referee's voice rang out.

Bang bang bang!

Sanada gently slapped the tennis ball in his hand and tossed it high.

Fast as the wind!

"Whew!"

Swing the racket to the extreme.

The tennis ball quickly exploded at the feet of the trace.

"Give me back!"

His eyes continued to contract, gathering the strength of his whole body and slamming it at the tennis ball.

"Plundering like fire!"

The deep voice rang out again.

"Boom!"

The blazing flames surged and turned into a wall of fire and rushed towards the traces.

"Boom!"

The trail clenched its teeth, and the racket struck up!

The tennis ball entered the racket, and the strong force made his arm sink, and his wrist was a little out of force.

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Bang dang!

Eventually, the tennis ball knocked the racket off the track again.

The referee shouted, "15:0!"

"And three balls!"

"And three balls!"

"And three balls!"

The next moment, the cheerleaders of Lihai University became excited and shouted vigorously.

And three balls!

And they won!

The Kanto Grand Prix is only one step away!

"Sure enough, it was the deputy minister of Lihai who was even better. "

"That's right, but that trace is also amazing, and now it's 5:4, and it's actually played nine sets, and if it continues, it's the tenth set. "

"The tenth set is really scary, and the physical strength of the two of them is too strong. "

0..........

"It's horrible. "

“....."

The surrounding crowd was talking.

Mamoru Inoue seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice: "If it weren't for the invasion like fire and immobility like a mountain, maybe the winner of this game should be the trace, right?"

"But.... Why is his expression still so calm? Doesn't he know that if he loses this game, the Ice Emperor will not be able to win the Kanto Tournament?"

As he spoke, his gaze turned to the Imperial Flame in the stadium.

"I'm going to lose. "

Fuji Shusuke shook his head and said.

Kunimitsu Tezuka didn't speak, and continued to look at the two people in the court.

Looking at his appearance, Shuiichiro Oishi and the others couldn't help but hear in their minds what Tezuka Kunimitsu said before.

"It's not over, and no one can predict what's going to happen next. "

Could it be that a miracle will happen?

They looked at the traces that were already in a desperate situation and thought.

Inside the stadium.

"Whew.... Whew...."

He gasped for breath, a slight pain came from his entire right arm, and his wrist became a little numb.

"Tick, tick. "

The sweat on his forehead was the size of a bean grain and kept falling to the ground.

Three balls.

And three balls.

"Uncle Ben still has three balls to spare? "

There was a hint of self-deprecation on his face, and despite his somewhat numb wrist, the palm holding the racket subconsciously pushed a little harder.

"Fall into the abyss of defeat!"

Opposite, Sanada Koichiro's voice rang out at the door. _

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