Tennis King Cheater

　　Qian also smiled and said, "Kintaro can handle it alone."

　　"call……"

　　On the court, Kintaro, holding a tennis ball, smiled and said, "It's coming!"

　　After he finished speaking, he tossed the tennis ball, raised the racket with his slender arms, and smashed it heavily towards the tennis ball.

　　boom!

　　With a loud bang, the opposite Tenjin Kosuke and Heili Junpei's expression changed, and his heart was shocked: "This kid has such power..."

　　"Oh?"

　　Taocheng was a little surprised, "I didn't expect Kintaro's power to be so strong."

　　Whoosh!

　　The tennis ball flew out and hit the can with precision.

　　Boom!

　　With a crisp sound, the tennis ball that hit the jar suddenly bounced out and rolled down at Kintaro's feet.

　　"how come?"

　　Kintaro's expression changed, while Shiraishi on the stage narrowed his eyes slightly and said solemnly, "The jar is weird!"

　　"Hey, Kintaro."

　　At this moment, Taocheng jumped down and said with a smile, "Let me try it."

　　"No, I haven't had enough."

　　'Yuan' smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Kintaro, you've run out of opportunities."

　　"Cut~"

　　The corner of the little guy's mouth twitched, and he turned his hand away and stood aside.

　　"Okay, Kintaro, what is true power."

　　As Taocheng said, he threw the tennis ball up, and at the same time, the racket was held high and pressed down sharply.

　　boom!

　　A dull voice sounded, and the tennis ball was shot like a bullet.

　　Dashi clenched his fists and said, "Come on, Taocheng's bullets serve."

　　Whoosh!

　　The tennis ball that flew out slammed into the can.

　　Boom!

　　There was another crisp sound, and the tennis ball popped again.

　　'Yuan' smiled and said, "Peach City, out!"

　　"what?"

　　Taocheng's eyes widened, but after the shock, his expression changed: "You have something in this jar, right?"

　　"Ah."

　　Who knows, 'Yuan' chuckled softly: "I didn't say it was an empty jar. Besides, if I hit an empty jar, it would be too unprofessional, right?"

　　"This……"

　　Taocheng's tone was stagnant. At this time, Haitang jumped down, picked up the tennis ball, and said, "I'll do it."

　　However, his serve was bounced.

　　Fuji narrowed his eyes and said, "This jar is not simple."

　　"Ah."

　　Tezuka's expression remained unchanged, watching the development of the situation calmly.

　　Boom!

　　Kawamura's wave ball smashed the jar into it.However, it still did not fall.

　　The junior high school students looked at each other: "This..."

　　"I come!"

　　At this time, Ishida, known as the master of wave ball, jumped down.His majestic left arm gripped the racket and slammed the tennis ball with a thud.

　　"The Thirteenth Wave Ball!"

　　Boom!

　　With a muffled sound, the jar moved up slightly, and only a little touched the ground, revealing the blue-black stuff in it.

　　Kirihara's complexion changed: "That's... cement?!!"

　　These high school students actually fixed the jar and cement together?

　　There was anger on Taocheng's face, and he said solemnly: "Hey, senior, are you going too far? This is not something that can be defeated at all!"

　　Even Ishida, who was the strongest among junior high school students, was defeated.

　　"is it?"

　　'Yuan' smiled, put down the silver racket, picked up the tennis ball on the ground, and slapped it high in the air at the same time.

　　"Okay."

　　The voice fell, and he quickly pressed the racket in his hand, only to hear a muffled thud, and the tennis ball shot out like a cannonball.

　　boom!

　　With a loud bang, 'Yuan''s serve hit another can that was held in place by cement.In an instant, the jar and the cement inside were uprooted and blasted more than ten meters away.

　　Simply, violent!

　　"Gudu..."

　　Among the junior high school students, many people secretly swallowed their saliva.Just after a ball, their scalps were numb, and they were sweating.

　　Taocheng's hand that grabbed the racket trembled secretly: "What a terrifying power this is..."

　　As if he had done something trivial, 'Yuan' turned his head and said with a smile, "Introduce myself, U-17 candidate, court No. [-] - Yuan Shunyi!"

Chapter 2 Survival of the fittest [5/[-], please customize! 】

　　"Courtesy Ten, Sixteen..."

　　Taocheng's heart trembled. When they first came, Fuer and the others said that the weakest course in the entire u-17 was No. [-].

　　"This is the weakest...?"

　　The rest of the junior high school students were also stunned.The contrast between what they thought and the reality made them stunned, but their faces became extremely solemn.

　　A ball!

　　With just one ball, the thick cement jar that Ishida's six-style wave ball couldn't shake was violently blasted out.

　　"It seems that this camp is more terrifying than we thought."

　　There was a bit of solemnity in Shiraishi's eyes, no one knew better than him the strange powers of Ishida and Kintaro.Others were more or less in awe of this unfamiliar accommodation.

　　"Okay, that's it."

　　'Yuan' put away the racket, turned to look at the crowd and said, "Although you failed to defeat the jar, you still have some strength. However, I remind you in advance that this camp is more terrifying than you think."

　　He said, looking deeply at Yukimura, Shiraishi, Atobe and others.

　　"Let's go."

　　After finishing speaking, he took Tenjin Kosuke and Heiri Junpei and left the court in the D area.

　　"Well!"

　　In the hut, Saito smiled and said, "It's really a bit of a bad taste, but it also saves us the trouble."

　　A junior high school student with extraordinary strength can easily lead to conflicts and dissatisfaction.Niwang's approach has indeed saved some of their coaches' troubles.

　　"Everyone, what do you think?"

　　Tezuka's eyes darkened slightly, and the man's serve just now had a faint feeling that he had seen in German professional players.

　　"Hey!"

　　The corner of Ajibu's mouth lifted, allowing his emotions to recover from the shock just now. He smiled and said, "Although I don't know where that guy came out just now, he is definitely not from the [-]th field."

　　"Yes."

　　Yukimura also nodded and said: "This person's serving level may have exceeded the national level. Moreover, he did not use his real strength at all."

　　"This person should be above the fifth court." Fu Er, who rubbed his chin, also expressed his opinion.

　　"Do you want to dismount?"

　　A cold light reflected on the lens of the wooden hand, and the resentful aura was slightly revealed, making the faces of the people next to him a little unnatural.

　　Shiraishi shook his head and said, "Let's go, maybe we haven't seen you this month, what has really changed in u-17?"

　　Everyone nodded, and the players from each school followed the minister and went to the center court in neat formation.It has to be said that Niwang's dismounting was indeed somewhat successful, and even the ministers who were thoughtful and prudent in character were a little fluctuated in their hearts.

　　The other team members were even more uneasy.

　　They don't know what will greet them.

　　Center Court.

　　The high school students who were practising stopped their movements one after another and looked upward in unison.

　　"come yet?"

　　Outside a certain stadium, Irie, holding his hands, glanced at the junior high school students whose momentum was faintly twisted together, and said with a smile: "It seems that this camp is going to be lively again."

　　"A junior high school student..."

　　Looking at the uniformly paced junior high school students, the players below the No. 10 court, their expressions all changed.

　　"Damn, there are so many outstanding junior high school students this year?"