Tennis King Cheater

　　Kintaro smiled softly, his speed suddenly increased, and he came to the front of the tennis ball in an instant. At the same time, he took off quickly and smashed the tennis ball down.

　　"This ball..."

　　Kintaro's seamless smash made Echizen, who was near the bottom line, somewhat unsustainable.

　　scoff!

　　But at this moment, below the smash, a figure that also exudes a faint spirit aura appeared.He raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Little one, what are you doing? This is a double fight!"

　　High school students are out!

　　wrong!

　　At this time, the audience just noticed that the breath of this dark green-haired guy who shot was in that state?

　　"Oh my god!"

　　A junior high school student from a certain country pinched his scalp and said, "Is that state of cabbage from a bad street?"

　　They ask for nothing, but these guys seem to be able to get in anytime.Also, isn't this the unique trick of the legendary samurai Echizen Nanjiro?

　　When did the legendary samurai become so worthless?

　　"Ah Qiu~"

　　In a temple in Tokyo, a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged reading a newspaper rubbed his nose and said, "If I remember correctly, today is the World Cup final, right?"

　　Speaking of this, he looked up at the TV that was flashing with dense snowflakes, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

　　"It's not the time to be bad."

　　There was a bit of disappointment on his face: "I hope the brothers can come back safely."

　　He didn't expect them to make a name for himself, he just hoped that nothing would happen to the two of them.

　　At this time, a clear voice came from the back room: "Uncle, since you care about Longya and Longma so much, why don't you go to Qingxue? Coach Longzaki must be watching the broadcast."

　　"Cut~"

　　The man, that is, Nan Jiro, pouted, and gently picked his ear with his little finger, and said disdainfully, "Who would watch the game with that old woman..."

　　But half a minute later, when the girl came out with the fruit bowl.The living room has long been empty, and the bicycles in the yard have disappeared.

　　The scene of the game.

　　When Longya hit the tennis ball back in a seamless state, she still maintained the smashing action, and Kintaro, who had not yet landed, only felt the pressure doubled.

　　The timing and angle of this man's fight back were so good that he felt constrained.

　　"Kintaro!"

　　At this moment, the ghost's figure with fiery hair appeared in front of the tennis ball.

　　With a bang, a bright white aura erupted.

　　Perfect!

　　In an instant, there were four seamless figures on the field.The players from other countries were already numb, and only the main players such as Polk smiled bitterly.

　　"The perfect state..."

　　Seeing the four white figures constantly changing their positions on the court, and achieving the most incisive attack, defense and coordination, Polk sighed: "I thought this was the unique ability of Guoguang, but I didn't expect..."

　　"No!"

　　Next to him, qp shook his head and said, "That's not the case. If you look closely, their state is still different. Even for the pair of brothers, the bonuses of their perfect state to them are different."

　　As qp said, Kintaro's increase is speed and strength, while Echizen is skill and speed.Longya is omni-directional, while ghost is power and skill.

　　Four people, different emphases, and seamless influences are also different.

　　boom!

　　"game! Team America, 0-1!"

　　boom!

　　"game! Team Japan, 2-1!"

　　boom!

　　"game! Team America, 3-3!"

　　This doubles fight became more and more intense, and with the release of their physical strength, their swinging movements constantly rolled up the dust in the field, and the whole field was gradually shrouded in two clouds of smoke.

　　"How long are they going to fight?"

　　Off the field, Kirihara glanced at the time and couldn't help frowning: "It's only six games, but they played for a full hour and a half. Are they strong enough?"

　　"There is currently no impact."

　　He shook his head dryly and said, "However, it can weaken fatigue and make the most effective use of selfless energy, but there will be times when physical strength will be exhausted."

　　"Ah."

　　Mitsugu nodded and said, "So, this protracted battle won't last long."

　　"No!"

　　Who knows, Prince Ren shook his head and said, "It has already begun..."

　　In the reflection of his pupils, there was a faint shadow of Shura behind the ghost, and behind Long Ya, there was also the shadow of a warrior with a white turban.

　　The competition is about to enter the realm of different dimensions!

Chapter [-] Samurai vs Ghosts

　　boom!

　　In an instant, a terrifying explosion occurred on the dusty stadium.It is said to be an explosion, but it is more like the collision of two unknown auras. The huge impact force makes the diffuse dust and smoke suddenly rush out to the surroundings.

　　At that moment, the leaders of the countries in the stands could see clearly.

　　That dazzling, chilling sword light collided with Asura's huge iron fist.

　　Samurai and Ghosts!

　　After an hour-and-a-half-long battle, after the two little ghosts consumed most of their physical strength, Longya and the ghost finally stopped holding hands, and their original real strength broke out.

　　"These two people can actually fight a first-order battle to such an extent?"

　　Even Camus was very moved by the momentum displayed by the two in his heart.Perhaps it was because of the loss to Reinhardt and the American team. He had an inexplicable feeling for Long Ya. This person's strength was unfathomable.

　　But who is that red-haired guy?

　　One of the three main players of the Japanese team?Even so, the ghost's record in the World Cup is not as good as Niwang and Byodoin, so that others have equated him with Irie and Tanegashima.

　　But now they've discovered that's not the case.

　　Whoosh!

　　The tennis ball came flying, it was a super-skilled attack.The tennis ball spins like a spinning top, and there is a sharp rotation attached to it, making it impossible to see the trajectory of the tennis ball and the subsequent changes.

　　hum!

　　But in the darkness, a pair of cold eyes suddenly opened.

　　The pupils are black and white, exuding a faint evil spirit, without the slightest emotion. The color is heart palpitating.The moment it appeared, the spinning tennis ball suddenly stagnated, as if restrained by the pressure brought on by these eyes.

　　"Asura Shinto!"

　　On the sidelines, Byodoin, who was stroking his chin, raised his head, his eyes fixed on the chaotic stadium.This unforgettable feeling that he could not be mistaken for was the Asura Shinto of ghosts.

　　"Drink~"

　　With a loud shout, the red racket appeared before the tennis ball for no reason.With a thud, put it in it.

　　After that, under the blessing of the ghost's terrifying power, the racket bombarded the tennis ball back in an unreasonable and extremely violent way.

　　Rotate?Skill?In front of this terrifying power, it was like a piece of paper that shattered at the touch of a button.

　　This is Asura, killing, slaughtering, terrifying, vicious.In a sense, when Oni Jujiro completely released the evil in his heart, the situation on the court would be unstoppable.

　　Puff puff! ! !

　　The tennis ball was reversed, and there were three consecutive sounds of piercing the air. Under the action of the ghost force, the speed had already reached a level that made the scalp numb.

　　"Terrible power..."

　　In the dark green pupils, the tennis balls flying at high speed and making the air still are reflected.In Long Ya's heart, she couldn't help but feel a little more cautious.

　　This guy is really awesome.

　　but……

　　Swish!

　　Suddenly, his racket slowly lifted, and the movement seemed very slow to outsiders. The lifting process seemed to take more than ten seconds.

　　"That is……"

　　On the sidelines, Niwang, who saw Longya's actions, couldn't help but pause.

　　"Minamijiro's world-class skills..."

　　When playing against him, Echizen Ryuya never used this trick.But Nioh saw this trick in the virtual space when he was fighting with Nanjiro when he was young.

　　World Class Trick - Samurai Strike!

　　Zheng!

　　The next moment, the sound of a sword chirping sounded.The racket held in Long Ya's hand slammed out, as if it turned into a blade as thin as a cicada's wings, and slammed against the surface of the tennis ball.

　　Bang!

　　With a crisp sound, the tennis ball flew upside down.

　　A ray of white light was faster and sharper than when it was competing with Niwang.

　　scoff!

　　The slightly overflowing whirlwind came first and escaped the ghost's spiritual attention, like a knife cutting tofu, cutting off the top of his red hair.

　　"Gudu..."

　　Seeing the fluttering red hair, Tokugawa outside the venue secretly swallowed. "Then, that ghost senior didn't even react?"

　　On the other side, Long Ya, who maintained her elegant hitting action, closed her eyes, shook her head and said, "Give it up, you can't catch this move."