Tennis King: God-level Player

As if the ground was shaking, the entire court would tremble for Echizen Ryuya and Kijujiro.

around.

Players on Court No. 1 have long since retreated.

Only dare to watch the game in the direction that is not too close.

And at this moment.

The score on the scoreboard has come to 404! "You are strong!"

Oni Jujiro gave Echizen Ryuya a deep look with a solemn expression on his face.

He was a little surprised that the first game played to this extent.

Immediately, without any warning, Kijujiro waved the racket in his hand.

Boom! Suddenly.

The purple-black light was so intense at this moment that it instantly covered Kijujiro's entire body.

immediately.

A huge purple-black figure, like a ghost who is ready to go, stands behind Oni Jujiro.

Different dimension realm, ghosts and gods!! "Have you finally appeared, your different dimension!"

Opposite, Echizen Ryuya looked solemn.

immediately.

Behind Echizen Ryuya, a tall and cold warrior figure appeared.

He stood quietly behind Echizen Ryuya, like an indifferent statue that would attack at any time.

Different-dimensional field, samurai!! "The competition of different dimensions started so quickly!"

In the first army, Ida Man and Ban Li also looked shocked.

This is only the end point of the first game!! Unexpectedly, the two sides have already started a competition in a different dimension.

"Indeed, really fast."

Irie Zanda also said involuntarily.

"Ordinary confrontation, there is no way to quickly decide the winner."

The fox god Shuangchi said lightly.

"Well, Shuang Chi is right."

Byodoin Phoenix nodded and said.

If it's just an ordinary sparring, maybe after a day and a night, this game will have no result.

Of course, the so-called fast is only relatively speaking

in the stadium.

Swish! Kijujiro raised his arm, and the tennis ball flew out from his fingers, flying high into the air.

Boom! Immediately, Kijujiro clenched his racket and slammed down.

Trick!! At this moment, Kijujiro's entire body is covered by a huge purple-black figure.

A breath of ghosts and gods pervaded wildly.

The players around the stadium who have already retreated three quarters are all eyelids jumping.

It's terrifying! Despite being so far away, they still feel panic! "Echizen Ryuya!"

Oni Jujiro roared and hit the tennis ball sharply.

Boom! In an instant, as if the sky was torn apart, the tennis ball flew out.

The huge ghost stood behind Oni Jujiro, like a deadly ghost ravaging the stadium.

The terrifying air flow frantically moved towards Echizen Ryuya.

opposite.

"What a strong different dimension!"

Echizen Ryuya looked solemn.

Boom! The next moment, Echizen Ryuya's whole figure is like that of a cold warrior.

And behind Echizen Ryuya.

A tall warrior stands

He stood, holding a generally sharp samurai sword in his hand.

Swish! Echizen Ryuya swung the racket and swept away.

At this moment, the tall samurai behind him seemed to draw a samurai sword in an instant.

then.