Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

The stadium in their eyes also became blurred.Unable to see the action, only the sound of footsteps, swings, and bats can tell what's going on in the game.

"Let's go."

In the hut, Kurobe suddenly got up and walked towards the door.

Saito and Takuji looked at each other and nodded secretly.They followed Kurobe closely, their faces solemn.

The destructive power of this game is probably more terrifying than the game between Shiraishi and Oni.

If they don't show up.

Likely, something terrible will happen.

"Okay, so strong!"

Kirihara, Taocheng, Hiyoshi and other members of the returning team couldn't help biting their teeth, and their skeletal muscles couldn't help trembling.

"Huh? That's..."

Suddenly, Liu raised his brows: "Are the referees here too?"

Swish!

Immediately.

Everyone turned their heads and saw the three coaches on the platform.

Kurobe looked solemn. He raised his horn and said, "Dear classmates, please stay away from the arena. Otherwise, you will be responsible for anything that happens."

"Cheat, cheat, right?"

Taocheng murmured in a low voice: "Well, even if the game is terrible, it's impossible to evacuate people, right?"

but.

Sanada, Atobe and the others did not refute anything.Including Tezuka and Yukimura, all slowly moved away from the stadium.

call out!

At this time.

The sound of breaking wind came.

Before Taocheng could react, a dark shadow brushed across his face.Bang, a heavy voice came, and he looked closely, but it was a small stone.

"Hey, it hurts!"

He covered his face, and when the stones just brushed past, he only felt a little cool.Now the coolness subsided, replaced by a burning pain.

Dashi said sharply: "Come on, Taocheng!"

"Yes!"

Taocheng's face changed greatly.

Immediately, he quickly climbed to the top of the field.

Looking back, the entire stadium was empty.Even those members of Byodoin, who were called representatives of the First Army, disappeared.

"Huh? That person..."

Taocheng was stunned for a moment, but there was still one person standing in the position of the high school student opposite.

A burly stature with a fierce face.The crimson hair fluttered, giving people a strong sense of impact.

Oni Jujiro!

now.

Only he can keep his composure and observe the game from the closest distance.

"The Court of Equality!"

The ghost clasped his hands on his chest and slowly opened his eyes: "How far have you ranked among the top ten in the world? If you don't take it seriously, you will probably die."

call out!

At this time.

A stone the size of a fingernail flew in.

The ghost looked indifferent, tilted his head slightly, and avoided this terrible attack.

boom!

boom!

in the stadium.

The more Byodoin fought, the more surprised it became.

"Speed, strength, and skills are all perfect. It's hard to believe that such a person is only a junior high school student."

In his opinion, Shiraishi is simply a replica of Amadeus.

Especially tricks.

There are changes in the plain, and there is a sense of simplicity in the changes.Every time you hit back, you use the simplest action to hit the tennis ball back with the least amount of physical strength.