[Net King] I'm a fake Tezuka Kunimitsu, that's right

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Shura Shinto, experienced many serious defeats, regained the self-esteem that was beaten by the winners, and integrated those unwilling and persistent ideas into the tennis spirit. After polishing, he reopened the road of tennis revenge after going through the hell-like baptism.

And the different-dimensional domain is a tennis that can only be comprehended by those who have died once and can still swear to the death to complete the Asura Divine Way to the end.

Completely runs counter to the realm of selflessness.

Tezuka's situation is special. He received the recruitment in advance, which means that his data has long been familiar to the coaching staff. Those who are treated like the first army basically know his existence. Besides, Tezuka and Tokugawa They hit it off by accident.

The brown-haired boy was waiting on the opposite side of the field to catch the ball, his serious expression changed the ghost's mind, and the racket he took out was not a cross string, but an ordinary racket.

"I won't let the water go."

"Ah." Tezuka was still vigilant and serious, "I will concentrate on it!"

Oni Jujiro served first, and they adopted the seven-ball game system used in the training camp. For them, seven balls were enough to see what they wanted to see.

The ghost swung its arm violently, and the tennis ball was shot out like a cannonball. It made a roar and swept towards it with smoke.

Tezuka immediately judged the path of the ball, ran towards the landing point, and raised his arm to catch the ball steadily. Although the strength of the ball was a bit unexpected, it did not bother him.

Tezuka took a step and swung the racket suddenly, and hit the ball back, the speed suddenly increased, and he hit back with stronger power.

The ghost caught the ball firmly with the racket, felt the strength from his arm and smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad, kid."

His eyes froze, and the aura of his body became extremely terrifying. From Tezuka's perspective, Oni Jujiro was surrounded by black cyclones, which was very similar to Sanada's black aura, but the aura it gave off was far superior to his. .

"Try this!"

The power of the tennis ball has once again been raised to a new level. It hit the court hard, left a crater and then bounced back without any loss of speed. Tezuka's arm trembled slightly, and the tennis ball spun rapidly on the racket and made an unpleasant friction sound. The heavy strength made him firm up his determination again.

Tezuka exerted strength and raised the racket to return the ball. Oni once again added strength to the return. Tezuka still calmly counterattacked. They played back and forth for more than ten rounds, and finally the ghost seized the opportunity.

Oni raised his arm, and the muscles bulging due to exertion propped up his sleeves. Even if the opponent was Tezuka, a junior high school student, he did not intend to hold back the slightest force. Perhaps it was because Tezuka proved that strength cannot be limited by age , so the ghost is willing to follow with full attention.

The tennis ball was suddenly hit with heavy force, making an unpleasant whistling sound in the air. The dull sound meant that Tezuka had caught the ball, and the next moment, the crisp sound of the racket falling to the ground meant that Tezuka had lost a point.

Under Oni's watchful eyes, Tezuka did not show a discouraged expression or other emotional fluctuations. He quickly picked up the racket, calmly checked whether the racket was damaged, and then took a pose to continue the game.

It was Tezuka's turn to serve.

Tezuka gently bounced the ball on the ground, bent his knees and jumped to swing the ball. The movement was done in one go, and the power was not weak at all. The tennis ball was deformed by the huge force, sweeping the smoke, like a meteorite falling at the speed of lightning. The power cannot be underestimated, which is the proof that Tezuka Kunimitsu crawled out of hell.

Tezuka pulled one back.

The ghost was more and more satisfied with Tezuka in his heart, but it didn't show on the face, and the strength in his hands became more and more fierce. The blackjackknife was used again, and the power compared with the crossstring had doubled. Following it, not falling behind, is enough to prove that the strength is extraordinary.

"It's really scary. You can fight like this with Oni-kun, but we can't do it like us." Irie covered his face and cried, Tokugawa looked away, and Irie moved his hand away in the next second and smiled brightly, "I'm just kidding! ...But now I can understand why Tezuka-kun was recruited by the coaching staff in advance."

The authenticity of the coaching staff's data is half-fold, but Irie is also really serious. Although his strength is not as good as a ghost, he is not far behind. That's how he deeply realized what Tezuka's appearance represented.

In terms of talent, Tezuka can't compare to Echizen or Kintaro Toyama, but his strength is far superior to the former.

The reason is simple. Both Echizen Ryoma and Toyama Kintaro are newcomers, and they are still rough jade. They need to be polished and the game needs to be settled, but Tezuka may only have polishing.

Times are about to change, Irie thought.

Tezuka showed his strength and his own hole cards, and Oni will not be stingy.

He jumped up high, grasping the racket with both hands and exerting force suddenly, Tezuka found that the black cyclone just now had wrapped around his body, and the thick hostility mixed with the momentum was almost overwhelming.

"Black battle ax—!"

The ghost violently pulled out the tennis ball, and the air waves caused by the huge roar blew the ghost's scarlet hair into a mess. Tezuka held his breath and concentrated on it. Sure enough, he saw a flash of light in the next moment, and the tennis ball crashed to the ground, making a crater. It seemed that the whole stadium was shaken.

Tezuka was panting, his breathing was not disordered, but the hair on his forehead was soaked in sweat.

His eyes are still clear, and his whole body is surrounded by a fierce aura, not falling behind, and shining brightly in the dark.

Day/clothing seamless.

Ghosts are no surprise.

Even in the next moment, as if echoing him, even though the sky was dark, Tezuka could still clearly see the black and red figure appearing behind Oni.

The ghost raised his arm and slapped it. The bulging muscles supported the terrifying lines. The power contained in it could make everyone tremble. He suddenly exerted force, and the figure behind him also raised his arm, and then struck.

"boom--!"

The huge force made Tezuka's arms start to tremble, and he couldn't switch to his hands. He reluctantly gritted his teeth and resisted, stubbornly refusing to take a step back.

There was a dull sound of hitting the ball, and the tennis ball swept in like a cannonball, rubbing against the air and making an unpleasant roar, the ghost quickly ran to the landing point, swung the racket, and the shadow behind him also raised his arm, and easily hit the ball back.

Tezuka couldn't fight back because he had already pierced his racket string just now in order to catch the ball.

Tezuka changed his racket, took a deep breath, let it out slowly, opened his eyes again, and cheered up. He couldn't fall down before the game was over.

The figure behind the ghost has solidified a lot, and the ferocious face of the ghost can already be seen. Judging from Oni Jujiro's destructive power, the ghost is indeed very suitable for him.

Irie thought so, and glanced at Tokugawa, who couldn't see any emotions beside him. Tokugawa watched the changes on the court nervously, and his heart tightened accordingly. Oni Jujiro was different from Byodoin. .

He believed that Tezuka would not be injured by Big Brother Oni, but he still couldn't help worrying from the perspective of a friend.

Tezuka met the ball hit by the ghost without fear, and raised his arms, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, and also like a blizzard, menacing.

Tokugawa's eyes widened suddenly, and the words Irie wanted to persuade him to relax were stuck in his throat. With ghosts and gods leading them, they would not mistake Tezuka's state. shadow.

"It's a different dimension."

Oni would not admit his mistake, he couldn't tell if there was any difference in Tezuka's expression, but he still increased his firepower and continued to attack, calmly testing the extent of Tezuka's alternate dimension.

The blizzard blinded his surroundings. He was like a lost traveler walking alone in the mountains.

Now it was the ghost's turn to hold his breath.

Tezuka is gradually catching up. Although the different dimension is still in its infancy, he is working hard to perfect it. This speed is really scary in this situation.

The opponent is making rapid progress, which will cause a huge psychological burden for some people, and the pressure generated by the opponent's pressing step by step will also make people rush to show their flaws.

Tezuka has an advantage in this regard, but for Oni, his strength has not yet reached that level.

The ghost swung his racket to hit the ball, and the ghost fought back suddenly, not being shaken by the tyrannical snowstorm, so the wind and snow stopped, revealing the original shape of the mountain, and the figure standing on the daunting height of the mountain in front of him.

Can anyone really stand on the top of a snow mountain in such a harsh environment?

The ghost was a little surprised, but the next moment he realized that he was being affected.

He regained his composure and returned to the game. Some of his stiff movements became smooth again. Tezuka's fierce offensive was like a blizzard that was as sharp as a blade. Opening a huge gap, escaping is not that simple. If the ghost hadn't possessed ghosts and gods and had rich experience, he would have been planted in this snowy land long ago.

But it was this difficult situation that made the ghost smile with satisfaction: "You have crawled out of hell a long time ago, and you have already touched the gate of another dimension."

Tezuka often reflects on himself, and has always been well aware of his own situation. Compared with Germany, who is overworked and can't even tell whether he has mastered the Shura Shinto, now Tezuka clearly realizes that he is indeed standing outside the gate of another dimension, and this A door is half open.

The tempering of ghosts and gods made him roll in hell again, but as he said, this was what he desperately needed.

Their strength was further unsealed, and the shadows of ghosts and gods had been completely solidified. Onlookers could clearly see the ferocious face behind the ghosts. On the side of Tezuka, he could only be sure that there was a person standing on the snowy mountain, but he had no idea what he looked like. You know, this is the proof that the different dimension has not yet been perfected.

It's hard for Irie not to be curious. His understanding of different dimensions is no less than his knowledge of tennis. He observes the prototype of another dimension and wants to see it clearly with the power of ghosts and gods. It was a pity that Irie did not waver, but until the end of the game, the figure was not clearer.

In most cases, the different dimension shows the player's heart, maybe that will be him, Irie thought.

But judging from the results, it seems that this game has achieved its intended purpose. Although only seven goals were scored, both Tezuka and Oni, including Irie Tokugawa, have a new understanding of the two on the court.

Tezuka sincerely thanked him, and Oni softened his face, and his tone was not too harsh: "You are just a prototype now, and you are still far away from a complete body. You still have a lot to learn."

What the ghost meant was to continue teaching him, Tezuka naturally nodded in agreement, he and Tokugawa looked at each other and nodded, after that they should study together.

This court is hidden in the forest, some distance away from the dormitory area, otherwise, with their posture, no matter how deeply they slept, they would be disturbed. However, there was a surprise, their movement attracted unexpected guests.

"...Tezuka-senpai?"

Tezuka raised his head, followed the sound source and quickly locked the position. He subconsciously felt that the voice was very familiar. Oni and the others also stared at the figure turning out from behind the tree. Tezuka subconsciously called out the other party's name:

"Kihara?"

The person who turned out from behind the tree was Kirihara Akaya who was supposed to be in the back mountain. He was not alone, he was still following behind him, and he was humble.

The three of them sneaked into the training camp and came here for supplies.