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Chapter 531 The Return of the Super Genius, the Terror of the Invincible Fleet!

boom!

A hint of pale yellow light suddenly appeared behind Medanore without any warning.

"4, 40-15!"

There was some hesitation in the referee's voice.

Tear it apart!

next moment.

Then he saw that a corner of Medanore's coat was cut open, as if it had been cut by some sharp weapon.

"That is?!"

When Frio, who was outside the stadium, looked in the direction of Byodoin, his eyelids twitched suddenly.

"Another dimension of tennis!"

now.

Behind Byodoin, the shadow of a skeleton captain holding a scimitar and wearing a pirate hat suddenly appeared.

And the moment Frio looked into his eyes, an indescribable mental pressure spread. The cold light flashing on the sharp blade seemed to split him in half.

No reason.

Under the astonished gaze of others, Frio instinctively took two steps back.

"This"

The people in Banbieli nearby were all stunned.

"What a scary look."

After standing still, Frio tried hard to control his emotions and forced himself to calm down, then looked at the blond young man on the court in shock.

Byodoin Phoenix!

The former strongest man of the Japanese team was much stronger than he had imagined!

"Oh?"

at the same time.

Medanore, who was counterattacked and scored, looked at his opponent in surprise: "Is this the new trick you have learned in the past two years?"

At the beginning, Byodoin only mastered the light shot. Although it brought great pressure to Medanore, it did not reach the current level.

"really."

After a pause, he nodded and said, "It's no exaggeration to say that I can overestimate you."

hum!

Immediately.

A strong aura emanated from him, and waves of powerful air currents continued to spread in all directions.

Bang!

Immediately.

When most of the spectators didn't see clearly what was happening, a crisp sound of a ball hitting the ground suddenly rang out.

Tap! !

On the other side, Byodoin quickly stepped forward and completely locked onto the point where the tennis ball would land. Then, he opened his hands and used his racket to hit the ball upwards.

Whoops!

In an instant.

A huge ball of flame rose into the sky, and as the air flow surged, the flame shape changed rapidly. Finally, a huge fire dragon with bared fangs and claws and a wanton posture roared and rushed towards the location where Medanore was.

"This is."

In the stands, the staff officers of various countries were instinctively shocked: "Professional-level ball skills - China's Red Claw Dragon?!"

"What a terrible whip shot!"

On the Spanish team's side, the pupils of Frio, Bambieri and others shrank slightly.

The fire dragon was so powerful that the waves of flames it stirred up as it rushed forward made their foreheads feel the heat even though they were far away. It was hard to imagine how terrifying the power of this trick was.

boom!

immediately.

Medanore's figure was hit by the fire dragon.

Chi Chi

In the thick smoke, a figure was swinging a racket. There was a strong friction sound, and then, the racket turned, and the thick smoke wrapped around it was instantly torn into pieces.

"Cracked?"

Players from various countries were shocked, while the Spanish players were extremely excited.

As expected of their leader, the genius heretic who overwhelmed the German team's main player, Polk, in terms of talent. Such a professional-level trick was cracked in an instant.

"good."

But in response, Byodoin simply nodded slightly.

immediately.

His eyes sparkled, and after catching up with the tennis ball again, he slowly moved his right hand holding the racket. Time seemed to slow down at this moment, and everyone could clearly see that Byodoin's hand and racket had multiple afterimages.

"India. Snake charmer!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

next moment.

Countless tennis balls were shot out like raindrops.

"Another professional-level trick?"

Seeing Byodoin’s move, representatives from various countries were shocked again.

"You can't just create more tennis balls out of thin air."

Medanore seemed extremely calm. He focused his eyes and immediately locked onto one point.

"found it!"

Then, he swung the racket quickly, and with a bang, he caught the real tennis ball hidden among the many ball shadows.

Whoosh!

But the Byodoin on the opposite side attacked again without hesitation.

I saw his racket twitching vigorously, and at the moment of touching the ball, the edge of the racket rubbed against it strongly, releasing a powerful force suddenly, like a whip hitting a gyroscope, and the tennis ball burst out.

"This is."

Seeing the whizzing tennis ball, the players of the Spanish team were all shocked. Vice-captain Frio blurted out: "Spanish bullfighting?!"

This is the unique skill of their top local professional player Rafael, and it was actually used by the Japanese player in the World Cup final?

boom!

The tennis ball fell to the ground, like a meteorite hitting the sand, squeezing the dust on the ground and dispersing it. The airflow suddenly exploded after sinking, leaving only a clear trace of the landing point.

In response, Medanore did not take any action, but raised his head and looked over with sharp eyes: "Good skills."

"40-30!"

In Medanore's serve, his opponent used professional skills to suppress him head-on. Logically, the Spanish players should be angry or unwilling.

but.

Faced with the powerful technical capabilities demonstrated by Byodoin, everyone fell silent and had nothing to say.

This is the power brought by absolute strength.

boom!

"Deuce (40-40)!"

boom!

"The receiving team has the advantage!"

boom!

"Game!"

"Japan Team Byodoin, 2-0!"

Relying on its endless professional-level skills, Byodoin actually managed to snatch the game from Medanore.

"The situation is not good."

Frio's expression changed slightly.

Although he only lost one serve game, he keenly sensed the subtle changes in rhythm on the court.

really.

As the game continues.

Although Medanore quickly cheered up in the next service game, Byodoin, which had already won a 2-game advantage, firmly grasped the initiative of the game.

boom!

The game entered the 34th minute.

Byodoin broke through Medanore's defense with a powerful smash.

"The first set is over, Japan's Byodoin wins, 6-4!"

"Won!!!"

"As expected of you, Byodoin-senpai. You're so strong!"

"That's right, let's win the game in one go!!!"

The players of the Japanese team were extremely excited. On the other hand, everyone on the Spanish team was depressed because of Medanore's defeat.

"The Lord General actually lost?"

"This game won't..."

"What's the hurry? Just watch the game carefully."

The usually gentle Frio said in a cold voice: "This game has just begun."

In the minds of many Spanish players, Medanore, who has been silent for two years, does not have the authority of Frio, who served as captain in his sophomore year of high school.

Therefore, after the opponent lost the first battle and his prestige plummeted, he was inevitably disappointed. However, Frio knew very well that Medanore had not shown his true strength at all.

Byodoin is indeed very strong.

But he is also the most suitable person to become Medanore's stepping stone.

boom!

Bang!

boom!

Bang!

Soon, the second set began.

The two fought fiercely, displaying all kinds of top-notch skills. The tennis ball flew back and forth, and the strong airflow impacted and spread out in circles, forming a no-man's-land.

boom!

"Game!"

"Japan Team Byodoin, 3-2!"

"As expected of you, Byodoin."

After exchanging positions, Medanore felt his body's excitement greatly increased. His fighting spirit was fully awakened. He looked at his opponent deeply and said, "Only an opponent like you is worthy of my seriousness."

hum!

The words fell.

With his body as the center, a powerful aura was released.

"Are you finally serious?"

The expressions of representatives from all countries became serious.

No one thought that Medanore's strength was limited to what he had just seen. At least in the evaluation of the other big 4 teams, this Spanish captain had the strength of a top professional level.

"so."

Amadeus of the Swiss team narrowed his eyes: "How far have you come?"

call!

Suddenly.

Then Medanore threw the tennis ball up.

"Ok?"

Seeing this, many people were stunned.

Is this the serve?

But this level of momentum is far inferior to any previous professional player, right?

Was it because the intelligence was wrong and Medanore's ability was overestimated? Or was it because the accident two years ago consumed his super tennis talent?

Wow.

At this moment, a sound like the rolling of waves rang in everyone's ears.

At first, people thought it was an illusion. But as the sound became more real, their eyes turned to where Medanore was on the court.

Swish!

He just raised the racket high, aimed at the tennis ball that had reached the highest point, and hit it quickly.

Bang!

The crisp sound stirred.

There is no brilliance of light shots, nor the mystery of dark shots. Medanore's serve looks just so ordinary.

"Ok?"

but.

As the opponent, Byodoin's face instinctively tensed up and it looked forward with sharp eyes.

Swish!

really.

Medanore's serve disappeared without any warning.

"Disappeared?"

Everyone looked at each other.

They were not shocked by Medanore's serve, on the contrary, the similar "disappearing" skills were too common in the World Cup. So much so that they all felt strange. That's it?

"coming!"

But Byodoin's expression became serious instead, his eyes focused on a certain area in front of him.

Wow! ! !

Suddenly.

The tennis ball appeared out of nowhere, at a fast and sharp speed, with an indescribable momentum.

But in the eyes of Byodoin, it was a completely different scene.

It was not a tennis ball that broke through the air, but an extremely huge deep-sea battleship that suddenly appeared in the surging waves on the quiet sea.

boom!

next moment.

The muzzle of the giant ship, reflecting a cold light in the sun, suddenly fired a cannonball in the direction of Byodoin Temple.

Boom! ! !

Flames from the explosion filled the sea.

The rolling waves and the splashing flames blended together and turned into high-temperature water vapor, completely covering the sea surface.

His eyes turned.

It turned into thick smoke that covered the stadium, and a blonde figure slowly emerged from the smoke, it was Byodoin.

only.

At this moment, he maintained his original standing posture and looked at his opponent with a serious expression.

"Is this your tennis alternate dimension?"

In front of the right side of Byodoin, there was a white mark that was close to the serving line and the boundary of the singles. Everyone who saw it instinctively took a breath.

"1, 15-0!"

The referee also calmed down before announcing the score.

"That was that just now?"

The Swiss team's staff officer Lambiel's eyes widened.

"Like a gigantic ship tearing up the waves"

Henry Nobel III murmured.

"Another dimension of tennis!"

Albert Federer said with certainty: "It must be another dimension of tennis!!!"

"Ah."

Hearing this, Amadeus beside him nodded: "That serve just now really showed the invincible will of Medanore tennis!"

"Invincible?"

On the German team side, Bismarck seemed to have thought of something and blurted out: "Could it be..."

"The Spanish Armada!"

Qp on the side looked serious.

In the late 16th century, an extremely powerful naval force crisscrossed the Atlantic Ocean: the Spanish Armada, which had more than 150 large warships, more than 3000 cannons, and tens of thousands of soldiers.

call!

soon.

Medanore tossed the tennis ball again.

As he smashed the ball down, the court fell into extreme silence again. Suddenly, with a loud bang, the giant battleship hidden under the ocean reappeared, and the black muzzle fired a cannonball with terrifying kinetic energy.

"Humph!"

In response, Byodoin snorted coldly.

Then, under the shocked gazes of others, he quickly spread out his hands and hit the tennis ball the moment it landed, hitting a high-speed air-breaking ball.

"Egypt.Phoenix!"

Phew! ! !

The tennis ball shot straight into the air like a flying flamingo, completely disappearing from everyone's sight.

"A good shot."

however.

Medanore just said it lightly.

Wow! ! !

Immediately.

Under the gaze of everyone, the muzzles of the guns on the giant ships turned in unison and locked onto the Moltres in the sky.

Using giant ships and cannons to shoot birds?

Everyone subconsciously had an absurd thought: Is this really possible?

Swish!

Swish swish! ! !

But next second.

On the other side of the surging waves, without warning, there appeared hundreds of giant ships flying Spanish flags.

boom!

Boom boom boom! ! !

Suddenly.

All the gun barrels fired at the Moltres in mid-air.

Boom! ! !

In an instant.

The violent explosion dyed the sea red again.

Boom!

And in reality.

A muffled sound suddenly came from behind Byodoin.

When everyone looked closely, they saw a charred tennis ball embedded in the wall, spinning rapidly for a long time.

"30-0!"

The referee spoke.

The huge stadium fell into silence in an instant, and you could hear a pin drop.

Susu

The breeze that blew in from the crack above the court blew away all the smoke and dust that covered the court, revealing the figure of a long-haired young man whose jacket fluttered in the wind.

Antonio da Medanore!

This moment.

Everyone just realized the weight of this name.

In the aisle at the top of the audience seats, a middle-aged man in a light brown suit, Can Reiteru, the head coach of the German team, had a solemn look in his eyes.

"The genius heretic who defeated Polk two years ago is back!"