Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

tread!

Shiraishi walked, still calm and unrestrained.

He stepped on the edge of the pothole and jumped to the other side with his strength. The landing was excellent, as if he had practiced thousands of times.

"Superhuman keen sense of smell."

In the small building, Kurobe praised: "Being able to analyze the situation on the court in an instant and make the most correct judgment is the tennis smell that only professional players have."

"Yes!"

Saito is also emotional.

Even in Europe, it is difficult to produce a player with such outstanding talent as Shiraishi in ten years.Moreover, their data can not specifically predict the upper limit of this person.

The possibilities are endless, not an exaggeration.

"Huh? That's..."

Suddenly, Tuozhi Long Er's eyes widened.In the picture, the monitor with [-]-degree non-dead angle observation around the stadium actually produced signal fluctuations at the same time.

Snowflakes and lightning flashed across the screen. Although it was only for a moment, Kurobe and the others were all stunned.They knew very well that that just wasn't an illusion.

on the screen.

The darkness and blood red around the ghost's body became more and more obvious. It was not illusory at all, and it could be said that it would appear at any time.This kind of momentum is shocking, and at the same time, there is a faint feeling of numbness in the scalp.

"The ghost classmate's patience is exhausted."

Saito's face sank.

After the ten battles of ghosts and gods were cracked one after another, the ghost finally showed his true ability. It was like Shura's aura, which was daunting, and he didn't have the courage to confront him at all.

Da da……

Kurobe tapped lightly on the table with his fingers, and a dignified look flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself, "Have you finally used it... Asura's Shinto!"

boom!

on the field.

In the face of Shiraishi's exquisite shot, the momentum on the ghost's body has been enhanced.In an instant, people only felt that the world in front of them had fallen into darkness.

In their line of sight, there is no stadium or Shiraishi.

At the center of everything, with the increase in the ghost's aura, the suppressed black-red aura was restless, as if cold water was dripping into a boiling oil pan.

Boom!

The next moment, the ghost's body kept rising.

Do not!

To be precise, it was the shadow entrenched in the darkness that suddenly rose sharply.The face with green face and fangs is clearly presented in front of everyone.

"Gudu..."

Qianshi swallowed, subconsciously stabbed Akujin next to him, and said in a difficult tone, "I...seem to see the shadow of a ghost..."

However, Akujin, who has always disliked being pointed at by others, didn't even take action against him at this moment.After reacting, Qian Shi hurriedly turned his head to look, and his heart skipped a beat.

now.

Not only Akutsu, but other masters such as Sanada and Ajibe, everyone looked at the court, the tall figure that was indescribable in words.

Even Yukimura and Tezuka had fear on their faces.Immediately, the two laughed bitterly in their hearts.

God!

They just even wanted to challenge this person in the past?

Rao, because of the nature of the two, couldn't help but feel a trace of happiness in their hearts.But then, there was a deep sense of powerlessness.

brush!

Almost at the same time, their eyes turned to the other side of the court, the other half of the court that people had forgotten, "If it was him... What would he do?"

boom!

next moment.

A violent explosion sounded.

The tennis ball turned into a black light and shot directly at the area where Shiraishi was.In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the dusty stadium.

quiet!

At this moment, there was no sound on the entire court.In the absence of people's senses, except for the sense of smell occupied by the burning smell, the other senses have all disappeared.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

"Roar!!!"

As for Shiraishi, who was in the center of the smoke, the tennis ball flying in front of him suddenly blacked out, and in an instant, a violent ghost-faced Asura stuck his head out, as if to devour him.

Chi Chi Chi!

And the black tennis ball suddenly enlarged at this moment, and the tennis ball rolled towards him like a hill.