Tennis King Cheater

　　On the opposite side, Diablo raised the corner of his mouth, and the racket he swung quickly dropped.

　　boom!

　　The tennis ball exploded at the foot of Byodoin.

　　"30-0!"

　　"It's useless."

　　A smug smile appeared on his handsome face: "It takes at least three minutes for you to untie yourself. For me, I only need to play two more serves."

　　Mental blockade!

　　Reinhardt personally gave Diablo a high-level psychic attack.The other party had personally told him that even if he woke up, it would take at least five minutes to unlock the blockade.

　　Even a second-order master of a different dimension will take about three minutes.

　　"give up."

　　call!

　　He tossed the tennis ball, and the racket pressed down again quickly.

　　boom!

　　"40-0!"

　　Kirihara said anxiously: "What should I do, Senior Niwang, think of a way!"

　　"How could I possibly have a solution."

　　Nioh shook his head, and his eyes fell on Byodoin.He didn't expect that the so-called overlord had such a terrible negative emotion hidden deep in his heart.

　　If it weren't for that, Diablo wouldn't be able to get it so easily.

　　"That is to say, the stronger a person is, the more fragile his heart is? Wait..."

　　At this time, he suddenly found Byodoin and cried...

　　Two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down his cheeks.

　　The players of the Japanese team were silent. They had never seen Byodoin like this.

　　The ghost's eyes trembled: "Can I just watch the feeling of losing the game..."

　　There's nothing more painful than that, I'm afraid.

　　"ended!"

　　At this moment, Diablo, who was facing him, raised the corner of his mouth and quickly pressed the racket in his hand.

　　boom!

　　The tennis ball was hit, and in an instant, it crossed the net and came straight to the foot of Byodoin.And his right hand holding the racquet moved, and the extremely depressed feeling in his heart suppressed the thought of waving the racquet.

　　"Are you going to lose..."

　　As if resigned, he closed his eyes.

　　"elder brother!!"

　　At this moment, a familiar voice reached his ears.

　　"Harumi?"

　　He couldn't help but think of his sister's playful face, and immediately shook his head in his heart: "It's a pity, my brother didn't get the world number one."

　　"Big brother, don't give up!"

　　At this time, another crisp female voice entered the ears of Byodoin.Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened.

　　Watanabe's face was overjoyed, he quickly turned his head to look at the stands, and blurted out, "Chloe!"

　　"What a long-winded woman."

　　Diablo's mouth twitched, and then he shook his head and said, "Well, but the game is over."

　　"Is it?"

　　At this moment, a calm voice without the slightest emotion sounded.

　　boom!

　　The next moment, Diablo's serve was caught firmly by Byodoin's racket.

　　"Overlord style!"

　　boom!

　　With a terrifying explosion of air, the tennis ball pierced the air and appeared in front of Diablo with a terrified face.

　　"This is……"

　　He widened his eyes and stared at the tennis ball in front of him, but couldn't find a single flaw.

　　boom!

　　But under the crisis, he still quickly blocked the racket in front of him and blocked the tennis ball.

　　"call……"

　　He was relieved, but then the pressure from his arm made his complexion change again.

　　chi chi...

　　Tennis, like an angry beast, slammed the racket fiercely, almost breaking it.

　　"Go back to me!"

　　When his momentum exploded, Diablo attacked the overlord of Byodoin in one style.

　　"Fortunately."

　　Who knew that the corner of Byodoin's mouth was slightly raised, and he smiled: "I'm afraid you won't be able to fight back."

　　Swish!

　　The racket was raised, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

　　"Overlord II - Strangulation!"

　　boom!

　　The tennis ball was drawn and disappeared from sight.

　　"This feeling is..."

　　Swish!

　　On the other side, Diablo opened his eyes suddenly, but the tennis ball that suddenly appeared was only half an inch away from him.

　　"No!"

　　boom!

　　With a muffled sound, a figure flew high into the sky and finally landed in front of Polk and the others.

Chapter [-]: The Battle of the End

　　"Huh...huh..."

　　Diablo lay helplessly on the stairs, and in front of him were the world-class powerhouses of various countries.His hands clenched into fists when a pair of playful or sympathetic glances fell on his face.

　　anger!Unwilling!revenge!

　　He wants revenge, he wants to tear that guy called Byodoin apart.Let the other party know that his dignity of Diablo is inviolable.

　　"Hey!"

　　At this time, the slightly heavy voice of Byodoin sounded from below: "How long are you going to pretend to be dead?"

　　"Damn yellow monkey!"

　　Diablo bit his lips, but just as he was about to get up, someone muttered to himself.

　　"The second type of Overlord, it seems that this guy's true strength has not been fully used..."

　　"Well!"

　　Immediately, Diablo's hands clasping the steps softened, and he rolled down weakly.

　　blah blah blah...

　　After rolling several hurdles in a row, his feet hooked under the seats of the audience below.The whole person seems to have truly lost consciousness.

　　"Smart guy."

　　Above, Medanore, who had just finished sighing with emotion, said in a low voice: "The country and the individual, these guys who advocate freedom, did not hesitate to choose the latter..."

　　"why."

　　Next to him, Amadeus, who heard the irony in Medanore's mouth, said, "You guy, don't you look like the kind of person who helps others?"

　　"Because of boredom."

　　Medanore raised his head, swept the court below, and said calmly: "This game has no suspense and meaning, and it's just a waste of time to continue. I don't have time to wait, why don't you just go to the last one? main course!"

　　As he said that, his eyes fell on the blond young man in a coat who stood up from the coach's bench.

　　Medanore, the horror character who completely defeated him two years ago!

　　"Two years later, you should be walking in front of everyone, right?"

　　In the younger generation, the strongest person is neither Medanore nor Polk who fell from the altar.It was this person, the guy who completely hid himself in the darkness and whose strength was hidden in the clouds.

　　Ralph Reinhardt!

　　"referee!"

　　Seeing Reinhardt walk up to the referee, he smiled faintly: "There is no need to wait, we abstain in this game."

　　"Abstain? Are you sure?"

　　Although the attack by Byodoin just now was terrifying, Diablo was still five games ahead, and the advantage was still on Team America.

　　"Ah."

　　Reinhardt nodded calmly, then turned around and said to Bryant outside the court, "Take that guy down and take it to the infirmary."