Tennis King: God-level Player

"Dear, go all out!"

Camus looked deeply at the racket and whispered softly.

Saying that, Camus looked at Shuji Tanjima opposite, with a trace of sympathy and pity on his face.

"You make me feel very bad, your emotions are like a black hole, so come and feel the love!"

"Feel the Love"

Shuji Tanegashima twitched the corners of his mouth.

"I don't want to experience love with a 1 tennis ball."

With a smile like a spring breeze, Camus landed a deep kiss on the racket, his eyes solemn.

"My dear, let's purify him together, betting everything on the revolution."

Swish! Tennis floats in pink hearts, and there are even roses floating around.

A bright and dripping rose blooms, covering the tennis ball.

Like a feast of roses, there is a soft but powerful and inclusive atmosphere that pervades all around.

Bang! The crisp hitting sound resounded, the heavy spirit enveloped the tennis ball, and an irresistible desire to protect the tennis ball swept away again.

At the same time, a tingling softness gradually spread throughout the audience, and everyone felt that they were intoxicated in the sea of ​​flowers.

He didn't even have the strength or the will to resist.

Bang! The tennis ball is like a streamer phantom, surrounded by roses, and quickly sprints in the direction of Shuji Tanegashima.

Tanegashima Shuji's eyes narrowed.

As soon as he stepped on his body, he wanted to intercept the tennis ball.

But the tennis ball fell to the ground at the speed that Shuji Tanegashima expected, and the moment it fell again with soft force.

Tanegashima Shuji froze for a moment.

"The speed has slowed down, why?"

":!"

The referee announced loudly.

At the next moment, the voices of the local French fans were soaring.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, long live Camus!!"

"Get the next ball as soon as possible!"

"Leopold Camus! France!! Leopold Camus! France!!"

Team Neon.

"Just now, Tanegashima's movements slowed down."

Byodoin's phoenix eyes flashed.

Irie played a lot, and Oni Jujiro looked solemn.

This ball, at the level of Shuji Tanegashima, can be caught completely.

But it was such a ball that Shuji Tanegashima failed to catch.

"Is this Camus's full strength, it actually affected Tanegashima-senpai."

The fox god's twin-bladed eyes were shining brightly, and he looked at the court with some surprise.

Just now, Shuji Tanegashima was influenced by the spirit of Camus.

On the side, Mitsuya Yakuto said in a deep voice.

"Next, we'll see if Tanegashima can break free from Camus' spiritual influence."

The rest of the army was silent.

Camus is ahead again, now it's up to Camus to get the points again.

In other words, see if Shuji Tanegashima can escape the influence of Camus' mental tennis.

In the French team lounge.

All the French players looked at Camus on the field.

Once Camus completes his two-point streak, this game is a victory for Camus

on the field.

Tanjima Shuji took a deep breath.

His speed has slowed down, or rather, all functions have become: sluggish.

"Is this your tennis"

In this kind of mental tennis, he even had the urge to relax completely.

"Your perception of love is wrong, I'm purifying you."