The Strongest Master of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 470

“too slow!”

Watching the surging lightning smashing the ball, the Swiss main player Carlos drank low.

He is a professional player, able to hit a high-speed ball of 300KM/H.

So the 290KM/H lightning strike has no effect on him.

boom!

The racquet in his hand grabbed the tennis ball.

The dark light illuminates the audience again.

“here we go again!”

On the sidelines, Oni Jujiro’s gaze narrowed, and he knew that the Swiss leader Carlos was about to use a dark shot.

“This trick is the Dark Judgment!

Boom!

There was a loud noise.

The tennis ball rushed out at an extreme speed, and the darkness surged like a wave, engulfing the entire court in an instant.

The turbulent breath rolled, and the net was shaking violently.

Carlos’s dark shot has gone beyond the blind spot category.

Not only concealed, but also amazingly powerful.

Tennis ups and downs in the dark, disappearing from time to time, and finally completely disappeared.

“where?!”

Mifune Zongzheng’s eyes flickered.

But I knew in my heart that the game had just started not long, so the ball must have been shot down on the dead corner of both sides.

The figure withdrew, his eyes swept to the blind spot.

Sure enough, I saw a sharp light in the darkness.

rinse!

The calf muscle strength exploded in an instant, the figure blocked the front, and the arms violently rotated.

There was a crisp sound, and the racquet in his hand caught the tennis ball.

But soon Mifune Zongzheng felt an extreme impact.

Without waiting for the reaction, the tennis ball penetrated the racquet like an arrow from the string and hit the ground heavily.

15-15!

Swiss leader Carlos scored!

“My secret shot is more than just shooting down in a blind spot!”

Swiss main player Carlos spoke lightly, with absolute self-confidence on his face: “Putting the darkness into shape, it will explode not weaker than the power of light hitting!”

“This ball is a sharp arrow, so your racquet can’t stop it at all!’

Mifune Zongzheng laughed blankly.

There is no unstoppable tennis in the world.

Any stunt has a way to crack it, and the Dark Judgment is the same.

Subsequently, Mifune Zongzheng continued to serve.

what!

The tennis ball flew from your fingertips.

He jumped slightly to the side, and the racquet in his hand lashed out.

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball flew across the net.

This is a high-speed ball. For a professional player like Carlos, there is no difficulty.

“Don’t believe it yet?”

Carlos’s eyes were sharp.

He knew that Mifune Zongzheng didn’t believe what he said just now.

But he is also a person who is reluctant to change his words easily.

In a low drink, the racquet in his hand swept across.

Boom!

The dark brilliance enveloped the tennis, and the dark light swallowed the entire court once again.

Tennis ups and downs appear from time to time.

Professional Skills-Dark Judgment!

“coming!”

Mifune Zongzheng drank low, and the figure quickly retreated towards the baseline.

Glancing at the blind spot, he found tennis balls floating in the dark.

The racquet in his hand was raised high, and the newly replaced racquet lashed over.

But this time, instead of using the racket face, the racket frame was used.

boom!

The dull hit sound rang, arm one.

The frame stability is very poor, and the violent impact almost caused the tennis ball to fly out.

“drink!”

At the critical moment, Mifune Zongzheng burst into tears.

The pat arms fought hard.

Boom!

There was a loud noise.

The violent impact of the tennis ball stagnated first, and then pierced the void like a bullet.

“what?!”

The Swiss leader Carlos looked stagnant.

He didn’t expect Mifune Zongzheng to fight back in this way.

The strongest part of the Dark Judgment is its penetrating power, which can pierce the opponent’s racquet.

But Mifune Zongzheng started from the ground up and did not give the tennis a chance to touch the racket surface.

Under the precise control of the ball, this trick was cracked abruptly.

Carlos regained his senses and looked wary.

Sudden.

A dull crash sounded.

When I looked up, I found that the tennis ball had fallen to the ground.

He just wanted to rush out to fight back, but saw the tennis ball burst fiercely, splashing around like broken ice crystals.

Hundreds of rays of light rushed up, each of which was a tennis ball.

At a glance, it seemed that hundreds of tennis balls appeared together.

And each one is extremely real.

American Pirates!

“where?”

Carlos narrowed his eyes, he did not have the perception of the French leader Leo, and naturally he could not see through the ball for the first time.

0……Look for flowers-

Professional-level duel, the opportunity is fleeting.

boom!

Tennis ball is out.

30-15!

Mifune Zongzheng score!

“So there is no absolutely invincible technique in the world!”

“Some are just invincible people!”

Mifune Zongzheng smiled lightly, the wind was light and the clouds were light.

The Swiss leader Carlos’s breathing was stagnant and his face was unbelievable.

He never thought that his stunt would be cracked so easily.

And still in this way.

This is something that even the German leader Ild, known as the world’s number one high school student, can’t do.

“Huh~

0…

After a few seconds, the Swiss leader Carlos recovered.

He raised his head and looked at Mifune Zongzheng, a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes, but he still said: “I take back what I just said, there is indeed no invincible football skill in the world!”

Mifune Zongzheng smiled.

But the movement in his hands did not stop.

boom!

The tennis ball exploded like a bullet with a harsh sound.

The ground trembled and the dust flew up.

Carlos reacted swiftly and came to the tennis spot almost instantaneously, and his racquet swept past.

boom!

The ball that just bounced was blasted out.

Like a beam of light, it falls on the right corner.

The tennis didn’t have any stagnation, and it bounced directly out of bounds.

Snapped!

Just when people thought they wanted to score.

A racquet intercepted the ball and held the tennis ball steadily.

“go back!”

Mifune Zongzheng drank low and swept his arms.

what!

The tennis shot hit the wire rope of the net.

The sharp steel cord cuts the tennis ball in half.

Shoo! Shoo!

The shadow of the ball flickered wildly, and the two hemispheres flew to both sides of the court.

During the crash, afterimages turned out again.

Samurai slam!

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