Tennis: If you are in Ice Emperor, you will start as a six-eyed cook!

Chapter 138 Battle NO.8 Kotaro Kazama!

Tono, who was also an executioner, was extremely excited, and a strange smile kept coming out of his mouth.

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

"Seppuku, huh, dodge?"

"Then try this!"

"The thirteenth type is punished by the second type of the criminal law, and the execution. "

"Type 3, buried alive. "

"The fourth type, iron pear flower. "

"Fifth style, Colombian tie!"

At this time, the entire stadium was filled with the excited shouts of Atsukyo Tono.

As soon as this guy begins his execution, he becomes extremely agitated and temperamentally unstable.

Sometimes because he is too cruel, he will be judged a foul by the referee.

This is also the reason why the five dimensions of his spiritual power are a major shortcoming.

Gojo Night didn't feel anything about Tono's crazy scene, after all, he could be more terrifying than Tono if he wanted to.

Looking at the extremely hot courts, Gojo Night's heart was also activated.

He looked around and spotted a game not far away that was about to end, and Gojo Ye grinned and walked towards it with his bag in his hand.

As soon as he got close to the court, Gojo heard a third-year on the court talking about him.

"There seems to be an interesting junior high school student ...... inside the base."

"Isn't that just a little kid?"

"This little thing also participates in the shuffle battle?"

"I don't know, but I heard them say that the junior high school student has rushed to the No. 5 court in just a few days, and he also has the qualification to challenge the main selection. "

"Hey, there's something! Let's go find him. "

"Oh, you said you wanted to fight me, I just wanted to fight you, too!"

When Gojo heard that the two of them wanted to find trouble for themselves, it was also a direct and direct mockery.

"TMD, who ......"

The No. 8 player of the first army who said it was funny turned around and wanted to scold back, but when he saw the height of 1.9 meters standing in front of him in front of Gojo Night, he immediately shut up.

"Gollum~~!"

Kotaro Kazama, also known as the No. 8 player, swallowed his saliva and roared inwardly:

Do you call this a middle school student? This Nima is a middle school student!?

"Huh?"

"What's wrong with this senior? Don't you want to have a fight with me?"

"Come on!"

"Ho-ho, could it be me... Didn't I just strike too lightly? There's another prey delivered to the door!"

Kotaro Kazama said cruelly.

Gojo Ya could see Kotaro Kazama's fear at a glance, shook his head disdainfully, and then turned around and walked towards the other side of the court.

After the return of this army, Gojo Night took a general look at the strength of these positive selections, and could only say that there was no unexpected garbage.

The strength of these third-grade candidates is very vulnerable.

The powerful one is the opponent chosen by Atsukyo Tono, NO.11.

But even if it is ranked eleventh, its strength has just surpassed the top level in the country.

That is, when he was in a state of execution, his strength was barely visible.

It can only be said that it is no wonder that the Japanese team was so boastful before.

It's no wonder that these guys are called miscellaneous fish by Mifune Entry, and miscellaneous fish still occupy so many seats.

Gojo Night estimates that if he were to challenge, he would be in the top five.

After all, Tanejima and Irie and the others have not yet entered the stage of three years later, and if Gojo Night turns on the superimposed state, it will be able to break the stunt of several people.

"No.8 Kotaro Kazama, right? I hope you don't let me down!"

"Damn it!"

Kotaro Kazama heard Gojoya's undisguised taunt, and even Kazama, who was jealous of Gojoya's figure, was enraged.

"Good, good, I hope your tennis is as hard as your mouth. "

Soon after the two stood in their positions, the referee on the sidelines also began to announce the game:

"The No. 5 court player Gojo Night vs. No.8 Kotaro Kazama!

"Positive or negative!"

"Yes!"

The racket spun around the court a few times before it slowly collapsed.

"Hehe, it seems that luck is not on your side!"

Picking up the racket, Kotaro Kazama said with a cruel smile on his face:

"Little ghost, I'll let you know the consequences of provoking me!!"

The experience of the expedition and the frustration brought by the strong people from all over the world made him unconsciously have a lot more anger.

The failure of nowhere to release only wants to vent after facing five nights.

"We'll see!"

Gojo Night took the racket and walked to the backcourt receiving area.

Swish!

Kotaro Kazama's arm flicked upward, and the tennis ball flew straight up, and then his body also jumped high, and the black and gray racket in his hand burst down from the back of his head.

"Suffer death, little ghost!"

Boom!

The tennis ball that flew into the air was hit hard by him.

Gojo Yaroku's eyes swept and easily caught his ball path and thoughts.

At the moment when Kotaro Kazama wielded his racket, Gojo Night was already moving.

By the time the tennis ball came to the spot, Gojo had been waiting for a long time.

Gojo Ya casually raised his arm, stretched out his racket and slammed the tennis ball back again.

Boom!

A loud roar pierced the pitch.

Under the effect of the sweet spot technique, Gojo Night's random ball is unusually strong.

The tennis ball turned into a yellow beam of light and flew straight towards the bottom corner of Kotaro Kazama.

The speed and power are so great that Kotaro Kazama can't react at all, and the tennis ball hits the bottom line and flies out of the court.

“｀ 「15-0！"

"It seems that your strength is not very good!"

"You can't catch my random ball. "

"If the so-called NO.8 of the First Army only has such a level, then you should surrender as soon as possible!"

In the face of Gojo Night's ridicule, Kotaro Kazama also gritted his teeth angrily.

To Gojoya's surprise, Kotaro Kazama actually held back.

Smack, smack, smack!

With a crisp slap of the ball, Kotaro Kazama clenched the tennis ball in his hand and stared at Gojoya's position with his eyes firmly fixed.

"Stinky boy, let's die!"

Bang!

Throwing up the tennis ball, he spun his body and swung the racket violently, and the tennis ball flew towards Gojo Ye's body like a poisonous snake with a strong spiral energy.

The speed and strength of this ball are completely different from just now, and it is obvious that it has begun to use its real strength.

"The speed is good, the skills are okay, but the strength is a little worse, is it the road of skill and speed? And this ball is ......"

Gojo Night's six eyes easily saw through his thoughts.

"So you're waiting for me here!"

The opponent's ball is obviously aimed directly at his body.

Sure enough, after the tennis ball landed, the tennis ball once again came to a large angle of deflection, like a poisonous snake, and struck straight towards the abdomen of Five Nights.

"Is the curver changing direction?"

"Something, but not much!".