Tennis: Start with unlimited physical strength

The appearance of the giant sword made the scene boil again.

boom

Tennis balls turned into countless swords.

Yukimura holds the racquet with both hands, and the burning pain on his face tells him that he will be miserable next?

Sanada: "Yukimura"

But even Sanada didn't know whether to persuade him not to accept it at this time.

He no longer has the right to interfere with the players on the field, but now he is also troubled by himself.

He was about to be hit by a tennis ball.

The giant sword slammed down in a straight line, and the tennis ball bounced up quickly.

"Humph, I took it!"

In the end, Yukimura still got the ball!

boom

The deafening sound of hitting the ball echoed throughout the stadium.

"He...he caught it!"

"Oh my god, is he okay now?"

"The giant sword is still there! I can't see clearly."

At this time, Yukimura was gritting his teeth and trying hard to hit the tennis ball back.

But the huge pain that shot up his arm prevented him from taking any action.

boom

Bang!

In the next second, his tennis ball was directly knocked out by the tennis ball from God.

And he himself was driven back by the impact of this wave, with a bang.

Yukimura fell down on the line.

Deathly silence again.

Sanada and Yanagi Renji stood up in a flash.

"Yukimura!"

"How are you Seiichi!"

After the giant sword disappeared and the dust gradually dispersed, a muffled sound finally came from the quiet venue, and Yukimura returned to everyone's sight again.

His face was covered with dust, and the blood from the wounds on his face had been mixed with the dust, but he just wiped it randomly, put his hands on the ground, and stood up with difficulty.

"Ahem." He coughed twice.

Some people have already seen that there must be some hidden damage.

"It seems that the damage he suffered in the next shot was quite big." Atobe said.

"But I have to say that he actually caught the ball very beautifully."

Although Racquet was still knocked away in the end, his body also suffered from wear and tear.

But Yukimura's ball was indeed caught very beautifully and with great skill.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to stand up at all now.

Sanada breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, he used his own strength and rotation, as well as the final influence of destroying the five senses to offset a lot of the power of the giant sword, otherwise...

Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.

"40-0!"

The referee looked at Yukimura: "This player, can you continue?"

He was really worried about this classmate.

After all, even an experienced referee like him was shocked by that ball just now. When Yukimura made a hard pass, he could only pray that the young man could bear it.

Now I can see that there are scratches on his face and arms, and the blood is coagulated in the mixed dust, but this embarrassed look is really worrying.

Yukimura reluctantly stood up straight, stretched out his hand to Yanagi Renji, and responded: "I can continue."

This game must continue.

Even if he dies, he must die on the field.

Yanagi Renji gave him the brand new racquet, hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.

Sanada watched Yukimura silently return to his baseline, and he was completely speechless at this time.

"He advised me not to catch the ball and asked me to abstain, saying that it was for the sake of my future tennis career. However, he himself must continue to catch the ball and complete the game. Yukimura, are you crazy?"

Reporters are also wondering if he is crazy?

Inoue Mamoru: "He is only in the first grade. There will be many opportunities to face Kamri again and even defeat him, but he chose the craziest path."

Mamoru Inoue felt somewhat regretful.

"Hey, don't say it so early. After all, the game is not over yet." Next to Mamoru Inoue, two tall men appeared. One of them, almost over 1.9 meters tall, smiled very gently and spoke in a serious tone. It's him, Saito.

"Who are you?" Mamoru Inoue is a senior tennis reporter.

He was very familiar with the temperament and aura of these two people.

At first glance, they are people related to tennis.

"It doesn't matter who we are. The game is not over yet, so I think it's best not to draw any conclusions yet.

"You mean, Seiichi Yukimura still has a chance to fight back?" Mamoru Inoue asked, shaking his head.

Although he is not very good at playing tennis.

But as an outsider and a senior tennis fan for many years, he can still see the strength gap between the two sides.

With such a gap, I'm always afraid that Xinggan won't have a chance to fight back.

unless.

Unless Kamiri's tennis brought him such a burden that he couldn't continue to support it until the end, he consumed himself and gave Yukimura a chance.

However, Kamisikawa is so wasteful.

After coming out of the realm of another dimension, he didn't even take a breath, with just a few drops of sweat on his forehead. He probably wouldn't have any problem if he fought for another three days and three nights.

Saito smiled and said nothing.

Kurobe on the side did not answer. .

They all now looked at Kamisikawa who was serving again in the field, and the shadow of the giant sword reappeared behind him.

Just when Inoue Mamoru thought he couldn't get their theoretical answer, Kurobe spoke:

"..." It's not Seiichi Yukimura, it's Kamisikawa. "

"Wha...what?" Mamoru Inoue's mind suddenly flashed. He felt as if he had caught something and opened up a little.

"You see, the shadow of this huge sword didn't actually stay for too long."

"What's the meaning?"

"Isn't it obvious? Kamisikawa has no intention of destroying Seiichi Yukimura."

"..." Inoue Mamoru was completely shocked.

Now look at the giant sword in God. Indeed, as Kurobe said, it did not appear again after this moment. And based on his current stability, he can even open different dimensions all the time, in the world of different dimensions. Under the influence of Li's power, his giant sword can destroy a junior high school student who dares to catch the ball.

"If a player knows that his strength is far superior to that of his opponent, he will even appreciate his opponent's condition. He can be merciful because he cherishes his talent. Such a choice..."

Inoue Mamoru answered subconsciously and asked: "How about such a player?"

boom

The giant sword smashed down.

Bang(Wang Zhao’s)

Tennis ball caught by Yukimura.

Racquet was knocked away again, and he was also driven to the ground. Everything was as expected.

"1-4!"

"Exchange venues!"

It is also a break time.

Yukimura dragged his tired body and sat on the bench.

But Shenli just took a sip of water and continued to return to the playing field.

The venue on this side is actually a bit unsightly and has been damaged a lot.

And he still has full physical strength after playing such tennis. He can even feel that if he releases all the power of the giant sword from another dimension, Yukimura will definitely not be able to catch it, and even the tennis court will be blown up by his ball.

This feeling is actually great.

But he didn't know that there were two men above who were secretly observing him, and they were commenting on him.

Saito: "Such a player is very qualified in all aspects including competitive spirit. However, if he is too soft-hearted, he will not be good in the world competition in the future.