Tennis King: God-level Player

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"Rhythm, in the hands of Shuang Chi!"

Irie said more solemnly.

"what"

The eyes of the rest of the army narrowed sharply.

"Although it's surprising, Irie is right, the rhythm is indeed in Shuangchi's hands."

Tanegashima Shuji said in a deep voice.

Now on the surface, Akira Igawa has the upper hand.

But in fact, the rhythm of the whole game is in the hands of Yuhushen Shuangchi! Akira Igawa's counterattack is actually following the melody of Yuhushen Shuangchi.

In the stadium, a smile appeared on Shuangchi's face.

One orange and one red aperture streamer revolves, shining brightly.

When Akira Igawa hit the tennis ball, he had already started to move.

"almost!"

Swish! Like lightning, Shuangchi, the god of foxes, raised his racket.

Bang! Accompanied by a crisp hitting sound, an obscure and profound aura centered on Shuangchi, the god of the fox, began to ripple out.

At the moment of feeling this breath, Igawa Akira's expression froze.

The pupils of the first army outside the field also shrank sharply.

What kind of breath is this! "Senior, your vision should be blurred."

at the same time.

The voice of the Royal Fox God Shuangchi sounded.

Huh!! The tennis ball quickly pierced out, wrapped in an uncomfortable and obscure breath, and rushed towards Igawa Akira.

"What does my vision mean"

Akira Igawa froze all over, and a great unease quickly enveloped him.

He fixed his eyes on the tennis ball.

Then.

He was a little surprised to find that the tennis in front of him was becoming: more and more blurred! The scope of blur is expanding, tennis, racket, and even everything.

Igawa Akira quickly fell into a bottomless darkness.

The five senses are closed! At this moment, the tennis ball quickly swept past Akira Igawa's feet.

But Akira Igawa didn't react in the slightest.

":!"

The staff's shocked voice sounded, and he looked at the fox god Shuangchi in a complicated way.

at the same time.

"What's going on here!"

"Why didn't Senior Igawa Akira catch the ball just now, no, there was no even the slightest reaction!"

"The focus in Akira Igawa's eyes is gone."

All the high school students around were wide-eyed and unbelievable.

This ball is truly astounding.

What kind of ball skills can make people lose sight! "What is this!"

The autumn garden red leaves couldn't help exclaiming.

The other troops were also stunned.

"This should be the skill Shuangchi used in national competitions."

Mitsugu Yakuto squinted his eyes and continued: "Also, it's definitely not just blurry vision!"

It's not just blurry vision, the pupils of the other army shrank.

"What a terrifying skill!"

Irie Sakuta said with some emotion.

As a player, it is a terrible thing to have blurry vision on the court! Not to mention, this may be just the beginning! In the monitoring room.

Saito, who is a spiritual coach, stood up excitedly.

"Spirit ball skill, this is definitely a mental ball skill!"

What kind of strong mental power can you achieve this step! Beside me.

Takuzhi Ryuuji and Kurobe Yukio looked at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.