Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

In the original book, Byodoin even took the ball of light returned by Echizen Ryuya with one hand, which shows how strong his arm is.

"30-0!"

As soon as his faith eased, Shiraishi looked at Muramori, who said with a gloomy face, "There is no need to score points. If you can catch my move, I will give you the badge."

This so-called 'enhanced selection' is a competition in which the second army challenges the first army, which does not actually follow the general rules of the competition.

Regardless of the first and second armies, as long as one side is unwilling to admit defeat, the game is not over.Conversely, once a party voluntarily admits defeat, the outcome will be directly determined, and the three pairs of eyes will also witness and acknowledge the result of the game.

"it is good!"

Hearing this, Shiraishi nodded in agreement.

Just as Muramori felt the pressure and didn't want to try again.The same is true for him. To deal with Byodoin, this u-17 is NO.1 in the absolute sense, and he doesn't want to consume too much.

The other party's move is exactly what he wants.

"Then, look good."

While speaking, Muramori threw the tennis ball high.

He turned his gaze, his whole body was highly concentrated, and the racket that had been placed in front of him was dragged to the left side of his body by him.

"This is."

Shiraishi frowned, sensing an unusual smell.

Faintly, he felt a threat.It was as if he was locked by some subtle force.

"call……"

On the opposite side, Muramori took a deep breath, and his highly concentrated spirit was completely shrouded in the tennis ball that was slowly falling down.

call!

The tennis ball was less than five centimeters above his head, but he still maintained a weird grip.

call!

The tennis ball was level with his forehead, and he remained unmoved.

call!

The tennis ball was parallel to his gaze, and the brown-black pupils showed signs of shrinking.

Swish!

Finally, the moment the tennis ball fell in front of Muramori, he moved.

The racket he placed on the left, pulled from the bottom up by the pull of the right hand.In an instant, a cold light bloomed, and Shiraishi's concentrated gaze caught a phantom.

"Muramori's heart knife flow..."

Muramori spoke, his voice was as cold as frost, causing Shiraishi, who was more than ten miles away, to feel a palpitating chill.

"Drawing Knife Technique!"

Bang!

The voice fell, and the crisp hitting sound sounded.

Under the gazes of Shiraishi, Byodoin, and the three coaches in front of the screen, the tennis ball trembled slightly.Every velvet fur on it, like a frightened cat, stood up instantly.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball, like a sharp needle, shot towards the opposite Shiraishi.Suddenly, he felt that time seemed to stand still, and his body felt as if he couldn't move.

"Another dimension...?"

He widened his eyes, feeling unbelievable.

Chapter [-] Spike, Bandage

Different dimension?

In Bai Shi's mind, such a ridiculous idea suddenly flashed through.But immediately, his most rational heart immediately ruled out this possibility.

Not a different dimension!

It's just that Muramori's sword-drawing technique is too fast, so fast that it exceeds the limit that can be detected by the naked eye.This is not tennis, but the bonus brought by kendo. It can be seen that the opponent's kendo level is unmatched by Sanada.

Whoosh!

White light, flashed away.

However, Shiraishi closed his eyes under the gazes of Byodoin, Muramori, and the three coaches in front of the screen.

"He is..."

Takuzhi was stunned for a moment, but Saito seemed to have thought of something.

Only Kurobe frowned, vaguely feeling that Shiraishi's temperament had changed.It's very mysterious, and it can't be said clearly in a few words.

If it is really a metaphor, it seems that his breath has completely disappeared on the court at this moment.

"The realm of nothingness?"

No, it means no-I and no-thinking.