Shūji Tanegashima in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 194 Magic sound

(5)

boom!

boom!

boom!

Tasta and Irie moved in court on both sides.

The speed of playing has exceeded the observing ability of the masters of some lower countries.

“So strong two people…”

There is a solemn way of the master of a country. However, he glanced at Tasta.

Intuition tells him that this person is about to make a move.

boom!

Irie’s complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly pursued the speeding tennis ball. His eyes contracted. After seeing the tennis ball clearly, he suddenly shot.

Bang!

Tennis shot backwards.

On the opposite side, Tasta’s body was slightly lowered, but his eyes seemed to be dotted with mysterious light.

tread!

Suddenly his left leg glared, a strong cyclone formed near his feet, and he swooped down.

Tasta caught up with the tennis ball in a blink of an eye.

“So fast ”

Irie was slightly surprised, the eyes under the glasses were surprised.

But what surprised him was not the speed, but the familiar mental fluctuations.

boom!

Tasta threw out the racquet and held the tennis ball. Because of the sharp spin of the tennis ball, the opponent is not as good as the technology in all aspects. Only the technology is close to the quasi-world-class peak, but the eyesight is strong.

263 Overall, the threat is close to the pinnacle of quasi-world-class.

“Ah!”

Tasta chuckled softly: “Indeed, I am afraid that even the quasi-world-class peak will not be able to beat you for a while, but you picked the wrong opponent!”

La!

After the words fell, he racquet restrained and threw the ball out with a sudden force.

Boom!

The tennis ball quickly smashed in front of Irie.

Seeing this, Irie flatly raised racquet.

Boo!

However, his face changed.

Foam.

In front of me, there were a lot of bubbles, which almost closed the line of sight.

“This is..”

boom!

Irie just felt that her racquet was blown out.

Opposite, Tasta sneered and turned away.

“Game! Tasta, Switzerland, 0-1!”

Referee announced and frowned. He was once a quasi-world-class player, but because of his lack of potential, he trained his eyesight as a rookie from the Association and sat in this referee position.

But just now, he felt a wave of mental strength.

“He should have shot (cfdf).”

Referee gave Tasta a look.

This person should have used his true ability.

“What happened?”

Everyone in the Japanese team looked at each other, full of puzzlement.

Irie should be able to catch the ball just now.

“Spiritual power.

Shūji looked at Tasta and said gently: “Coach Kurobe should have told you about it? This Tasta is a player who has cultivated mental power.”

Tohno’s expression changed, “I have the impression that Coach Kurobe once mentioned that this person is suspected to be a player specializing in the spiritual field.

Suspicious.

Even Coach Kurobe could not confirm.

No way, Tasta has too little information on this person, only he has top skills during his middle school period and the information that he fought the French genius Camus a few months ago and retreated.

There is a third piece of information.

That was during the middle school period, Tasta was enraged and defeated his opponent with a suspected mental attack.

Tricky!

The faces of Wugu and others are not very good-looking.

This Tasta is actually that kind of weird player.

The ball is changed.

Pop!

Tasta’s eyes were cool, but there was a faint smile.

“Although they are small tricks, they are enough to defeat you.”

boom!

Thinking about it, Tasta waved racquet, racquet was too fast and turned into an afterimage to hit the tennis ball.

boom!

Like a mixed whirlwind, lasing away with a very fast impact.

Step on!!

On the other side, Irie stepped on his feet repeatedly, turned his body sideways, and slammed his backhand.

boom!

But at this moment, the more serious Tasta quickly chased the ball and swung Racquet to his side.

Irie’s face changed drastically, her footsteps buckled, and she ran towards the tennis ball, twitching her left hand forehand.

boom!

Suddenly, he just felt the grid of racquet shrink back. A ball is like a bird in a cage, turning into a dragon to penetrate the cage.

what!

On the opposite side, Tasta quickly went online.

Seeing this, Irie reluctantly hit the ball to the opponent. With his ability to handle the ball, he can only play in this position.

“Hey!”

Tasta is like a lone wolf on the vast grassland, with fierce light in his eyes, full of sharp spears, shooting through all the barriers in front of him.

boom!

With a wave of his racquet, the whirlwind pulled out, wrapping the tennis ball and tearing the air, as if a flash of lightning appeared on Irie’s side.

Irie looked terrified, but had to act.

what!

The bubble appeared in front of his eyes, closing his eyes.

“A trick of mental power?

“But the problem is not big, just rely on hearing what?”

Suddenly, Irie’s eyes widened.

The sense of hearing in the ear is disturbed.

All kinds of strange sounds came into the ears.

There are chants of angels, and there is also the sorrowful laughter of demons.

There is also the sneer of the regional king of Yama.

boom!

In the end, it disturbed all Irie’s sense of hearing.

boom!

The tennis ball fell steadily on the baseline behind him.

“15-0! ”

On the other side, Tasta put away racquet and walked to the side to prepare for the next ball.

The sound of magic.

Various sounds are mixed, disturbing the mind and sense of hearing, which is a spiritual stunt with bubbles.

taste!

A strong light overflowed from Tasta’s hand, shining all around.

“This is ”

On the opposite side, Irie’s eyes widened.

The audience was also affected, their eyes puffed up, with a hint of shock.

“Do not!”

Shūji shook his head: “This is not a mental trick.”

He perceives with all his strength and observes Tasta carefully, but he doesn’t give him a kind of mental fluctuation.

“This should be the light that imitates with Qi.”

Byodoin said coldly.

“This kind of trick is not a big problem for Irie, but he seems to have used the mental trick of chaotic voice.” A hint of worry flashed in the ghost’s eyes.

On the field.

Irie closed his eyes, but again heard the magic sound of all kinds of chaos in the sense of hearing.

boom!

The tennis ball exploded behind him, tearing open the fog of the abyss like a big hand.

Irie’s sense of hearing has returned to normal, but tennis has already surpassed him.

“game! Tasta, Switzerland, 2-0!”.