Tennis King Cheater

　　It's just that God is more optimistic about the Echizen brothers, that's all.Moreover, unlike Kirihara who looked sad, Kintaro, who lost the game, had an optimistic look on his face.

　　Dragging his tired body, he stepped forward and shook hands with Echizen.

　　Both knew very well that they would see each other as their biggest rivals from now on.Of course, maybe they will be best friends too.

　　"congratulations……"

　　On the other side, when Long Ya retreated to the rest area, a female-like voice rang out.As soon as he turned his head, he looked at the young man walking towards the court, and said with a smile, "Good luck!"

Chapter [-] The two who fell into a dream

　　hum!

　　Ballentine's voice fell, and a faint mental fluctuation was expelled.His own aura also instantly rose to an astonishing level.

　　"Another dimension? So fast?"

　　On the sidelines, the players of the Japanese team looked at each other.

　　This is the first game, that American player actually used a different dimension?Could it be that he is sure to win the game in one breath?

　　"Very smart guy."

　　On the contrary, King Nio shook his head and said, "I am afraid that this person has seen that Irie's 'In the Name of Shakespeare' requires a long brewing time. Therefore, he does not intend to give the other party the preparation time for acting..._... "

　　"Yes, but he mistyped the note."

　　Next to King Nio, Tanegashima smiled lightly: "That guy's play never needs to be brewed. Because of him, he is always in the play..."

　　Tanegashima's voice fell, and a slightly emotional voice full of comprehension of life sounded: "we-are-such-stuff-as-dreams-are-made-on (life is like a dream)!"

　　"Ok?"

　　On the opposite side, Ballentine, who was about to catch the ball, made a move.

　　hum!

　　At the same time, a powerful aura spread out around Irijiang's body.

　　"In an instant..."

　　The American team was shocked. Among them, Long Ya, who was holding an orange, tickled the corner of her mouth and said with a smile, "I said it before, I wish you good luck..."

　　The other party is not the orange in his hand, anyone can handle it.

　　boom!

　　"game! Team America, 0-1!"

　　boom!

　　"game! Team Japan, 1-1!"

　　The two people who entered the state of different dimensions continued to accelerate their movements.At the same time, their high speed and high skills are also fully highlighted.

　　"What, what are you doing..."

　　On the sidelines, Kirihara couldn't help wiping his eyes as he looked at the two who kept swinging their rackets.But looking at it again, the movements of the two people on the opposite side are still so blurred that they can't be seen clearly at all.

　　"The speed of the swing, the rotational speed of the tennis ball, the judgment of the tennis ball..."

　　Sanada said solemnly: "Their strength has exceeded our imagination."

　　Unlike Nioh, Polk, all-round players.Ballentine and Irie are partial students, so they will bring a stronger visual shock to the audience.

　　"You can't watch this kind of shot often."

　　Yukimura said solemnly: "If you're not careful, everyone is likely to enter another world..."

　　"What do you mean?"

　　Atobu raised his brows. He watched the game intently, feeling faintly mentally exhausted.But Yukimura's words made his heart tighten.

　　At this time, King Nio pointed to Kirihara next to him and smiled: "Here, look at this guy!"

　　"Red also..."

　　Marui squinted and turned to Kirihara, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, but he didn't seem to see it, his eyes just stared blankly ahead.

　　"What's up with him?"

　　"Bewitched by hallucinations."

　　King Nio shook his head and said, "Both of them are masters of different dimensions of spirituality. If you are not careful, you will be disturbed by them."

　　"Can……"

　　Marui frowned, pointed to the auditorium above and said, "Those people should be even less powerful than Chiya, why?"

　　"Spirit, focus, distance..."

　　Nioh explained: "The spirit of different dimensions will be disturbed by these factors. Also, go and don't put yourself in the role of one of them."

　　The impact will be multiplied.

　　Whoosh!

　　The tennis ball flew out, and in Ijiang's eyes, there were so many shadows on the ball that it was impossible to tell which one was the real tennis ball.

　　Swish!

　　He hurriedly lowered his head and looked at the shadow reflected on the court.

　　"Shadow, you can't lie."

　　The thoughts turned, and he threw the racket out of his hand by feeling.With a bang, he hit the tennis ball back.

　　"Good judgment."

　　Opposite, Ballentine nodded secretly.Tennis players sometimes rely on a flash of inspiration to solve sudden problems. Obviously, the opponent has a very high tennis talent.

　　However, just as he was about to return the ball, he found that the image of Irie on the opposite side had faintly changed.

　　"That's... Ralph? How is that possible!"

　　He was in good spirits, and Ralph's image became Irie again, but deep down, he felt something was wrong.

　　If Kirihara was just a disaster, the two people in the center of the stadium were constantly being disturbed by each other.

　　If it were an ordinary person, he would have entered the world of fantasy just like Kirihara.But the spiritual power of the two is far beyond ordinary people.

　　boom!

　　"game! Team America, 3-3!"

　　boom!

　　"game! Team Japan, 4-4!"

　　boom!

　　"game! Team America, 5-5!"

　　"Amazing!"

　　As the score was tied again, Dorian, the French captain in the stands, couldn't help but say, "They actually maintained such an attacking intensity and speed for a full hour?"

　　Under high intensity, there are bound to be many loopholes.

　　The two seemed to have played for a long time, but in fact, the ten rounds only took an hour.However, the passing of physical strength also caused the movements of the two to gradually slow down.

　　Antoinette said: "They have more and more redundant movements."

　　"Yes."

　　Medanore also nodded and said, "It seems that the venue of this game is going to be moved."

　　"Ok?"

　　Hearing this, the others could not help but glance at the sky.But it's only two o'clock in the afternoon, and even if it's dark, the center court has a top-notch lighting system, so don't worry about it.

　　clap clap...

　　With Irie's last cut, the referee's voice sounded: "game! Japan, 6-6, enter the tiebreaker!"

　　However, the two of them acted as if they hadn't heard it, maintaining their respective batting and preparations, and stood there dumbfounded.

　　“we-are-such-stuff-as-dreams-are-made-on…”

　　Niwang's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Ijiang Road: "Is it an illusion or reality, this dream depends on how you do it..."

Chapter [-] Abstain

　　"Oh, Juliet, I really love you..."

　　When Ballentine woke up, he found himself in the arms of a handsome young man.The eyes of the other party were full of affection, and the clear water-like eyes made his heart tremble.

　　"This is... Shakespeare's world?"

　　At this moment, Ballentine realized that he seemed to have entered a fantasy.But it is strange that he, who realized that all this was an illusion, did not leave this world immediately.

　　It was as if, deep in his heart, he was being assimilated by the world and by what had happened.

　　Whoa!

　　In the dark room, with the young man's arm waving upwards, sheets of sketch paper covered the room.

　　"No, no!"

　　The young man was holding his head in his right hand, and his left hand holding the paintbrush kept shaking. He said in pain: "This kind of painting, no one will appreciate it at all... Haha, my art will not be appreciated at all!"

　　The young man stood up in a hurry and looked around, the pupils under the pair of round-rimmed glasses kept shaking, and his emotions changed complicatedly.But as time passed, it gradually became calmer.

　　"Is this the other party's spiritual world..."

　　Irie woke up, but like Ballentine, he didn't really wake up in reality.Instead, he kept looking around like he was appreciating the other's inner world.

　　This is a studio.

　　Dim lighting, slightly pungent musty smell, if he guessed correctly, this studio should be in the basement.

　　"What a crazy person..."

　　In the paintings on the walls, the figures are in different poses, either doing elegant movements or in a quiet environment.However, the facial features of the characters are abnormally distorted, and there is a smile on his face, but there is a chilling resentment in his eyes.

　　"It seems that he is also a person distorted by art..."

　　Strolling in the room, Irie touched the Scottish hat on his head, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Why would I use it?"