Tennis: A Rough Start Byodoin Hoo

Kirihara Akaya's eyes widened.

"Deputy Minister, isn't that your Black Dragon First Level Slash?"

After Genichiro Sanada developed the Black Dragon First Slash, his first experimental subject was Kirihara Akaya.

And because Genichiro Sanada could not perfectly control the changed ball path at the beginning, Kirihara Akaya was often hit by the changed tennis ball and suffered a lot.

Therefore, Kirihara Akaya is very familiar with this move.

Atobe cast a strange glance at Genichiro Sanada, whose face turned green as if he had eaten an Ollie.

"You have never used it in front of others before, and you can use it directly like thunder. Isn't it normal to use your black dragon's first strike?"

Genichiro Sanada opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

What kind of ridiculous reason is this? If you can move like thunder, you can kill my black dragon with one strike?

What's even worse is that he actually thinks what Atobe said makes sense.

On the field, the ball that Bob Marx was determined to win unexpectedly changed its direction in the air, plummeted downwards and landed twice before hitting Bob Marx's elbow joint again.

Bang! Bang!

Referee: "0-30"

Bob Marx knelt down and covered his face.

Under Ao Kamishiro's precise control of the ball, even Bob Marx was hit in the exact same spot on the face.

The angry Bob Marx banged his net racquet on the ground and kept saying all kinds of obscenities.

Even the referee couldn't listen anymore and warned:

"Team Bad, please be careful with your words, otherwise I will apply to the organizer to disqualify you from the competition.

Richard Bega put his hands into fists and coughed.

Bob Marx immediately shut his mouth and turned his head to meet Richard Bega's gloomy eyes.

My heart trembled suddenly, I didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, and returned to my serve area to serve.

Kamidai Ao lowered his head and grasped the string of the racket with an indifferent expression.

"Is there any other tricks? Your weak strength alone makes me have no desire to connect with the ball."

Bob Marx was panting like an ox.

This skinny monkey actually looked down upon the power he was proud of.

"Roar!"

Bob Marx punched his chest twice, and the exposed skin gradually turned red.

White mist steamed up from his body.

The already strong muscles actually grew three points thicker again, causing the uniform to burst.

"What's wrong with that black man? Why does he suddenly feel like he's in a circle?"

"It's not a feeling, it's true. Didn't you see that the clothes were torn?"

"It looks like those weightlifters using all their strength. The power of the next ball is absolutely amazing."

Commentator: "It's amazing. Audiences, have you seen what Bob Marx looks like now? This is Bob Marx's trump card——too excited.

"In this state, player Bob Marx's strength, speed, and reflexes will be greatly improved. It is a very amazing state."

Under the confused gazes of the entire audience, Bob Marx squatted down, touched the ground with one hand, and stared straight ahead.

Inoue Mamoru's face turned serious.

"Attention, Bob Marx is about to charge and serve with his special move."

Ryūzaki Sakurano: "Charge serve?"

Inoue Mamoru: "Yes, Bob Marx's current state of excitement is his unique ability. Bob Marx can actively stimulate the secretion of adrenaline in the body and greatly improve his physical fitness."

"And this charge serve is a simulated rugby match. When intercepted by the opponent, the serve instantly explodes with physical strength. It can only be used in an excited state."

"As for this power, I haven't received a specific video, but I heard that Bob Marx's instant explosive power can knock out five strong men in an instant."

Ryūzaki Sakura opened her mouth wide.

"Doesn't that mean this shot is dangerous? Will Jindai-senpai be injured?"

Inoue Mamoru didn't know the answer, but he still tried his best to comfort the worried little girl.

"Don't worry, God will make his own judgment.

On the field, Bob Marx did not choose to throw the ball upward, but towards the Air Force in front.

It's just that the arc is relatively large, and the tennis ball is a parabola that opens downward.

Bob Marx's eyes were fixed on the tennis ball in front of him, waiting for the tennis ball to fall to the appropriate height.

The muscles in his legs tightened instantly, like a runaway mad cow rushing towards the tennis ball.

"bong"

When Bob Marx's racquet hit the tennis ball, it was like a bomb exploding on court, causing eardrums to ache.

Bob Marx looked ferocious, his feet lifted off the ground and jumped into the air, converging all the inertia of his heavy body's sprint and the strength of his arms on the ball.

"go to hell!"

Bob Marx fell to the ground after the ball was played. This serve was played without considering the possibility that the opponent could fight back. Even if it was caught, the racquet would be broken directly by the huge force of the tennis ball.

Bob Marx threw himself far away on the ground. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and unhurt.

Lying on the ground, he raised his head and stared at the Jindai Tower opposite.

The tennis ball fell to the ground, and the heavy force made a big hole in the ground.

Just by looking at it, you can tell how powerful this ball is.

Kamishiro Ao tapped his toes, and in the next second he appeared in front of the tennis ball, waving the racket in his hand to greet him.

"Lord God, I don't want it!"

"Don't force it, Lord God!"

"Get out of the way!"

Some unknown fans in the audience screamed, fearing that Kamishiro Ao was injured by the ball.

Richard Bega stood up from the coaching bench and looked expectantly at the next scene.

Bob Marx's charge serve is no joke. If it were to be forced, Kamidai Ao's slender arms would most likely have his arm broken and leave the game.

Bob Marx can play a game without much physical exertion.

Even if you can't win, you can consume the opponent's physical strength as much as possible so that Andrew, who appears next, can easily win.

This cycle goes on and on, always holding the advantage in your own hands.

As for injuring the young master of the Kamishiro family during the game, he had already been mentally prepared when he denied the fact that Kaibin deliberately injured others at the press conference.

As long as he completes Master Phoenix's mission, he will take the money to a place where no one knows him.

But no one could find him at that time.

Pure white light condensed on Kamidai Ao's racket.

Although Bob Marx's power is great, it has not yet reached a world-class level.

Even if the talent is used, it will only burst the clothes, far from reaching the level of bursting the clothes.

Watanabe, the power player in Japanu17, the King of Destroyers, can remove his clothes just by moving his muscles.

burst.

Horio: "Pure white light is about to appear."

Katsuro: "That terrifying skill called space shock."

Any power-based skills are useless in the face of space shock.

The unique vibration of space shock can remove all the force from the tennis ball the moment it comes into contact.

Bob Marx's mighty charge serve was like a fuse bomb being thrown into the water at the moment it touched Kamishiro Aoi's racquet.

Pure white light moved from the racquet to the tennis ball.

Bang!

After the tennis ball flew over the net, it suddenly expanded into a white light ball with a diameter of two meters.

He flew out with Bob Marx, who was still lying on the ground.

boom!

In order to give the audience the best visual experience, the venue for this competition did not have a protective net, and there was a wall behind the court.

The space shock dragged Bob Marx on the ground for a certain distance, then directly crashed through the wall behind him and disappeared.

Debris from the wall fell down, burying Bob Marx inside.

There was silence.

The scene they just saw was really shocking.

I originally thought that Kamishiro Ao was Little Red Riding Hood who was going to be eaten by the big bad wolf, but in the end, the little red riding hood took off her disguise and turned into a tiger, directly killing the big bad wolf.

Bob Marx, known for his strength, was actually punched into a wall by a very weak-looking man.

If they hadn't been there, they would have thought it was computer special effects.

The commentator who was just praising Bob Marx was stunned, and then quickly called the organizer's staff through the loudspeaker.

"Medical, medic, pull out classmate Bob quickly."

Several medical staff came out from the backstage, and just as they were about to start digging, a racket that had been covered with dust stretched out from the ruins.

Bob Marx peeled off the stone that was weighing him down and got out of the rubble.

When the thick smoke dissipated, a line of blood on the ground stretched from where Bob Marx was lying just now to the ruins.

Under the pressure of the space shock, half of Bob Marx's face was already bloody and bloody from the friction with the court ground.

…please give me flowers…………

After being stained with dust, although the bleeding stopped, it looked even more terrifying.

The medical staff standing aside asked:

"Player Bob, are you okay? Do you want to go down with us to check first?"

Bob Marx grabbed the medical staff by the collar and lifted him into the air. His black face stained with blood and dust hit the medical staff's face.

"Check? I'm fine, get out of here!"

The medical staff was thrown to the ground by Bob Marx, and then ran away in a hurry.

As he ran, he muttered something over and over again, but judging from the shape of his mouth, it probably wasn't a good thing.

Bob Marx returned to court with red eyes.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck."

"Imgoingtokickyourass! (I'm going to beat you to pieces!)"

Kamishiro Aang raised his eyelids. It was rare for someone to stand up after resisting a space shock.

That body of flesh is not useless.

"I take back what I said before. As a sandbag, you are still qualified. I just don't know when your sandbag will leak."

The blood in Jindai Cang's eyes was getting thicker, and it was almost time for the next person.

Bob Marx hits the tennis ball out and is still a serve who seems to be full of power but is of no use to God.

Kamidai Aoi raised the racket with one hand and a cold light flashed in his red eyes.

"The Third Angel·Emperor Keke, the Second Bullet!"

....0

The tennis ball was wrapped in dark red energy and flew back.

The speed is not fast and the angle is average. Bob Marx can catch it without even moving.

It was just the dark red light flickering above that made him a little uneasy.

But the ball is already in front of you, so why not catch it?

Bob Marx stepped forward waving his racket.

When people from various schools heard the words "Third Angel", they started to type

Picked up the spirit.

Nowadays, anyone who is a master in Kanto knows that God's own skills will be prefixed with the prefix of angel.

All the skills with the prefix Angel are either extremely miraculous or astonishingly powerful.

Without exception, they exceeded the limits of their imagination.

Kikumaru Eiji: "Kamidai Ao is going to take action, third angel."

Oishi Syuichirou: "Atobe said last time that the Third Angel's skills are the weirdest.

Fuji Syusuke: "The one-bomb that can accelerate a tennis ball to the limit in an instant, and the seven-bomb based on quantum theory. What is the effect of this two-bomb?"

When it comes to Kamishiro Ao's game, what the audience is concerned about is not whether Kamishiro Ao can win, but whether Kamishiro Ao will show off any new skills.

After all, for the audience, Kamidai Ao's skills are a visual feast.

The dark red tennis ball hit Bob Marx's racquet.

The dark red light spread along the racquet to Bob Marx's body, and then disappeared immediately.

And the tennis ball just flew back, as if nothing happened.

This disappointed the audience who had been looking forward to some wonderful performance in the second bomb.

"Is this a bluff? How come Ni Zhidan was beaten back like this?"

"Probably not, Lord God still needs to bluff? Maybe we didn't notice it?"

"But the ball flew over the net and was still effective. It was hit back.

When Yanagi Renji heard Kamishiro Ao talking about his skills, he had already taken out his camera to film it.

Every one of Kamishiro Aoi's skills is very important information, and it is not the kind of information that can be understood at a glance. It must be recorded and carefully considered after recording.

But the fact that Bob Marx beat him back so easily was obviously beyond his expectation.

"Atobe, did Jindai Tower's second bullet fail to activate?"

Atobe turned his head in confusion.

"Who said the Second Bomb failed?"

Genichiro Sanada hugged his chest and said coldly:

"The goal just now was clearly an ordinary return shot."

Atobe nodded slightly.

"The second bullet is just an ordinary return ball. Isn't it normal to be hit back?"

Genichiro Sanada and Yanagi Renji were stunned.

What does the second ball mean? It's just an ordinary return ball?

Co-author Ni no Dan is the name of Kamishiro Sohei A?

The first is a bigger chapter, and there will be another chapter and three in the evening, so I’ll hold off for now, I’m really busy today. .