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"Valid ball!"

"0-30!"

"Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School representative Sanada Genichirō scored."

After the referee's whistle sounded on the high platform.

The stunned Wakato Hiroshi finally reacted.

He subconsciously raised his hand and touched the baseball cap on his head.

At the same time.

His eyes became redder.

He seemed to be completely out of control.

"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!!!"

He cursed several times in a row.

Wakato Hiroshi shouted loudly without hesitation.

"Transform!"

In an instant.

His original breath and temperament changed drastically.

He was filled with unspeakable aggression.

And this time, he imitated the famous tennis player - Jan-Lennard Struff.

Nicknamed "Struffi".

Currently ranked 41st in the world in singles, and the highest singles ranking is 21st.

He was the men's doubles champion of the Neon Open, the men's doubles champion of the Metz Open, the men's doubles champion of the Auckland Open, the men's doubles champion of the Dubai Open, and the men's singles champion of the Munich Open.

An extremely aggressive existence.

"Go to hell!"

Another roar.

Wakato Hiroshi threw the tennis ball in his hand into the air again.

At the same time, his muscles were tensed and bulged, as if he was going to release all his strength while accumulating strength.

Teng!

With a sudden leap, the racket in his hand hit the tennis ball fiercely with gusts of wind and waves.

Bang!

Suddenly.

The tennis ball, which was infused with huge kinetic energy, was like a laser, and it went straight to the scoring area near the center line.

There is no doubt.

This ball obviously wanted to attack the body of Sanada Genichirō who was in the receiving position.

Almost immediately.

Sanada Genichirō spread his feet flat, arched his body, and sank his center of gravity.

The racket was also held in both hands.

In an instant.

He suddenly raised his head.

His eyes were as cold as a mountain, and in the midst of a cloud of dust and smoke.

A domineering breath arose spontaneously.

A sense of great power and the underworld followed one after another.

The black aura instantly wrapped around the racket in his hand.

It seemed to have turned into the underworld.

"Don't move the underworld!"

Bang!

Accompanied by a crisp collision sound.

Waves of dust turned into circles of ripples and spread in all directions.

As for the tennis ball, it seemed to have turned into a giant peak in the underworld and rushed towards Ruoren Hong.

Indistinctly.

It seemed that countless demons and monsters bound by the underworld were roaring and circling.

The evil spirit was terrifying and extremely creepy!

Boom! ! !

In a flash of lightning.

The tennis ball fell to the ground with a bang.

At that moment, the dust leaped and the air suddenly boiled.

Then.

The terrifying shock wave intensified under the release of kinetic energy.

The ground of the court seemed to be a mirror, shattered in an instant.

And in this deep pit, the tennis ball stood still.

Just like the unmovable underworld.

Watching this scene.

Ruo Renhong was stunned again.

The whole body trembled involuntarily.

There was no anger in his eyes.

Only fear remained!

0-40!

In the audience.

From the beginning, people were not optimistic about Ruo Renhong, and they had no good feelings towards him.

Now after seeing this scene.

Waves of sighs came one after another.

"No, he was the one who was shouting loudly at the beginning, but now he is standing there like a wimp, not moving at all?"

"Chun Chun is a jealous freak! He became the captain and coach of the tennis team of Rikkai University in the first year of junior high school, which is his ability. He is handsome, which is also his ability. But he is still sneering at me. I am speechless!"

"To be honest, if he wasn't a coward, he would have been knocked out of the court by those two balls just now."

"..."

You can say that.

Now Wakato Hiroshi is completely a rat crossing the street, and everyone is shouting and beating him.

On the side of the Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School team.

"Senior Sanada is really good at hiding!"

"Two skills that I have never seen in a row."

Looking at Genichirō Sanada on the court, Akagi Kirihara smacked his lips repeatedly.

In his eyes was a deep envy.

"Kirihara, stop looking."

"How can your little money compare to Sanada's?"

"88,000 a night!!!"

The next moment.

Niou Masaharu whispered in Kirihara Akaya's ear with a sly smile on his face.

"Niou, can I draw a line between us?"

"I think you'll screw me over sooner or later."

Yagyu Hiroshi sighed helplessly, took off his glasses, and thenMasaharu pulled back.

He obviously didn't want the other party to continue to do stupid things.

"By the way."

"Why do these new skills of Sanada always feel familiar?"

Pop!

After blowing a big bubble, Marui Bunta asked with a puzzled look.

"Because this is the Wind Mountain and Forest Shadow Thunder."

"It's just the evolved version of the Wind Mountain and Forest Shadow Thunder."

"The fire is Shiranui, and the mountain is Fudo Mei."

"Senior Sanada not only integrated the black aura into it, but also applied the sweet spot technology to it."

"In terms of power alone, any move is much stronger and more domineering than before!"

Kitagawa chuckled and explained slowly.

"I'm looking forward to fighting with Sanada more and more~"

Seiichi Yukimura, who was sitting next to Kitagawa, reflected Genichirō Sanada on the court in his eyes.

He sighed with a chuckle with a hint of expectation.

At this moment.

On the court.

Wakato Hiroshi, who was in a daze, finally came to his senses.

At this moment.

His face became extremely ugly.

Not only was he unable to resist Sanada Genichirō, he was even ridiculed by the spectators around the court.

The feeling of frustration and hatred filled his heart in an instant.

A look of madness covered his face in an instant.

"Are you stubborn?"

"It seems that I can only suppress you."

Sanada Genichirō looked at the almost crazy Wakato Hiroshi with an expressionless face and said calmly.

There is no doubt.

He was no longer prepared to have any communication with the other party.

"Suppress?"

"Hahahaha..."

"If others give you the title of a middle school student, do you really think you are the emperor?"

"Don't joke!"

Wakato Hiroshi laughed like a madman.

He put away his smile in an instant.

A strong fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Without any hesitation, he served the ball directly.

Bang!

As the racket hit the tennis ball, the tennis ball seemed to turn into a sharp sword and shot straight at Genichirō Sanada. Yes, it shot straight. In other words, Wakato Hiroshi had to attack Genichirō Sanada even if it was a foul. But if Genichirō Sanada hit back before the tennis ball landed, it would be a foul. This was an open conspiracy and a crazy act. Of course, if Genichirō Sanada dodged directly, the ball would hit Kitagawa sitting on the bench without any hindrance.