Tennis King Cheater

　　boom!

　　boom!

　　In the fifteenth minute, the sparring between the two continued, and everyone in Qingxue lost their previous chatty appearance.

　　boom!

　　boom!

　　In the thirtieth minute, after hitting a ball, 'Yukimura' with a little perspiration on his forehead turned around and ran towards the net.

　　"Go online?"

　　"Okay, he finally can't stand it anymore!"

　　"But it's also, [-] minutes of one-on-one fights, he's been able to hold on to it so far, it's pretty good."

　　Seeing 'Yukimura' who couldn't help surfing the Internet because of the constant sparring, everyone in Qingxue secretly wiped away a cold sweat.

　　At the same time, he also looked at Tezuka with admiration.

　　"Ok?"

　　However, seeing this, Buer's eyelids jumped.

　　Taocheng asked, "What's wrong, Senior Fuji."

　　Fuji placed his left hand on his chin, shook his head and said, "Something's wrong, the traces under Tezuka's feet..."

　　The circle drawn by the original standard-like ruler had unknowingly shifted quite a bit.The circle became an ellipse, no, a more irregular shape.

　　Bang!

　　On the opposite side, Tezuka picked up the racket and hit the tennis ball into the air.

　　call!

　　'Yukimura' rushed to the front of the net, the corner of his mouth hooked lightly, he stepped on the ground with one foot, and flew up.

　　"I'm sorry, I won this ball!"

　　After he finished speaking, he dunked his racket sharply.

　　"Fool!"

　　Horio put his hands on his hips and said triumphantly, "The realm of Minister Tezuka cannot be broken through even with a smash!"

　　boom!

　　The tennis ball smashed violently on the backhand side of Tezuka's body.

　　Whoosh!

　　Then, under the unbelievable gazes of everyone, the tennis ball shot straight out and hit the wall behind.

　　"0-15!"

　　"impossible?!!"

　　Horio's eyes widened, 'Yukimura''s return ball, like a powerful slap, slapped him hard in the face.

　　"Tezuka Domain... was broken...?"

　　Oishi looked at Tezuka frowning in surprise, and Miyuki also noticed the traces of Tezuka's feet.

　　"He applied the opposite spin on tennis? No, it's impossible. Even if the Mirage becomes Yukimura, that Nioh's chipping skills are definitely not as good as Tezuka!"

　　This point, Gan firmly believe.

　　Tezuka's training volume makes him feel ashamed even if he is doing it himself, and in the three years of intensive training, Tezuka has a fixed time to practice zero-cutting every day.

　　"However, the realm does fail..."

　　No matter how accurate the data is, it cannot refute the facts that have happened.

　　"racket……"

　　Tezuka frowned as he weighed the racket in his hand.

　　At that moment, he had the illusion that he had lost the weight and feel of the racket.

　　"No, it's not an illusion!"

　　Tezuka couldn't be more aware of the state of his arms.When his mind changed, he thought of the momentary numbness of Fudomine Ibu Fukaji in the regional competition.

　　"However, although his return just now had topspin and backspin, it didn't alternate up and down..."

　　The return of 'Yukimura' does not meet the conditions for instant paralysis.

　　Snapped!

　　Akutsu firmly grasped the barbed wire with both hands, and looked at 'Yukimura' coldly.

　　Qianshi's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Ajujin, whose eyes were full of suffocation, and he wondered, "What's wrong with this guy?"

　　"Oh?"

　　Beside him, his eyebrows were almost pressed together, and the old companion who kept a faint smile on his face let out a small yawn.Immediately, he opened his eyes and looked deeply at 'Yukimura' who had retreated to the bottom line.

　　"I see……"

　　In the stands, Nanjiro's eyes narrowed slightly under his sunglasses, and the corner of his mouth raised, "This kid has made his opponent mentally disturbed by constantly returning the ball during the [-]-minute game, yips!"

　　In a few words, Tezuka's changes were basically revealed.

　　"As expected of Tezuka!"

　　For thirty minutes, he could deprive Akutsu of his three senses of touch, pain, and sight, but he could only affect Tezuka's sense of touch.

　　On the one hand, his current phantom is incomplete.On the other hand, Tezuka's own spiritual power is almost the same as his, and he cannot achieve spiritual suppression.

　　Swish!

　　With a thought, he threw the coat over his shoulders and raised his right hand high.

　　Snapped!

　　With a snap of his fingers, 'Yukimura''s face was transformed, his blue-purple hair turned purple-gray, and there was a little mole under his right eye.

　　"Indulge in the beauty of this uncle!"

　　Next, is the true essence of Phantom.

Chapter 4 Horror Phantom [6/[-], please customize! 】

　　"The Department of Traces?!!"

　　The faces of the Ice Emperor and the others changed. They looked at the 'Akubu' in the field, and then looked at the Ajibu next to them. They suddenly had a dreamy feeling.

　　Two traces!

　　"This guy……"

　　Atobu's eyes narrowed slightly, and just now, he even had the khaki-colored coat thrown out by King Nio, which was the illusion of the Ice Emperor's uniform.

　　Demeanor, action, style, the current Nioh is Akibu!

　　"Is the trace department..."

　　With his pupils shrinking, Tezuka tossed the tennis ball, then raised the racket and slapped it.

　　boom!

　　The tennis ball jolted, pressing quickly and precisely on the opposite left corner line.

　　Tread! !

　　A gray-white figure jumped out quickly, the body braked, the racket was slammed out immediately, and then, the 'Zhibu' headed towards the net.

　　"Go online?"

　　Everyone in Qingxue was shocked, but immediately saw the fast-running Ajibu, his figure changed, his purple-gray hair turned golden, and a dark red aura appeared on his body.

　　"Senior Orange!"

　　Kamio and the others were startled, and the orange lion's eyes flashed with a bright light.

　　"What a strong beast aura..."

　　The 'tangerine' below gave him the illusion that he was looking in the mirror.And seeing the tennis ball that Tezuka played back, 'Tachibana' held the racket high and slammed forward.

　　boom!

　　The tennis ball trembled and instantly dispersed into countless shadows.

　　Whoosh whoosh! ! !

　　"Blast the ball!"

　　Tezuka narrowed his eyes as he looked at the blasting ball.His sense of touch has not recovered, so he can't use the field, and the continuous use of the field for [-] minutes has caused a lot of burden on his arms.

　　If you want to win this game, you must not rely too much on the field.

　　As soon as the thought moved, his eyes narrowed slightly.

　　The tennis shadows that filled the sky were eliminated by him one by one, and in just a moment, he saw through the real body.

　　A swing of the racket hits the tennis ball.

　　boom!

　　Seeing that Tachibana's explosive ball was hit back, Horio and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.He put his hands on his hips again and grinned: "What kind of phantom, it has no effect at all!"

　　"Horio, stop talking!"

　　The two companions quickly blocked his crow's mouth, but at this time, they saw Horio's eyes suddenly widen: "That, that is...?"

　　call!

　　A figure wearing a peaked cap flew into the air, and the racket slammed down like a flame.

　　"Aggression is like fire!"

　　boom!

　　"0-30!"

　　tread!