"Here he is, Swastika!" The moment he saw the Black Rope Tenshu Mingou, Oni Jujiro's grip on the racket tightened, and his breathing became messy for a moment.
In the previous observation of the battle, he had seen God's Blue use the swastika, and the strange sea of blood was vivid in his mind.
But now, the swastika used by Jindailan is completely different from the previous blood sea.
If the blood sea is full of strange and violent atmosphere.
So the current swastika is the power and tyranny that can crush everything.
"Is he a powerful tennis player?" This thought flashed through Oni Jujiro's mind, but he was quickly denied by himself.
The technology displayed by Shendai Lan is also undoubtedly powerful.
This kind of player is called an all-rounder.
"Ka ka ka." King Tianshu Ming stood up, towering into the clouds, his legs were strong, and the Zanpakutō in his arms slashed horizontally.
"Boom!" A crack instantly appeared in the ground, and the rolled up air swallowed up the incoming tennis ball.
"It's too scary. Such power can destroy the tennis court, right?" Tachibana and Chitose stretched out their hands to block the flying sand in the court, and their expressions changed.
At the same time, they also have a hint of bitterness in their hearts.
If Jindailan competes with them with such power, he can kill them with one ball.
Such a gap is too difficult to catch up with.
"Oh, this swastika is very direct and violent. It's different from other swastikas. Unfortunately, this tennis court should be renovated later. It's all money." Nanjiro put on his sunglasses and spoke in a frivolous tone. road.
With the offensive of the King of Heavenly Punishment, strong winds blew and the earth shook. Everyone was unable to control their body balance.
"That coach." However, Irie Kanata noticed that Nanjiro was standing steadily in the strong wind, and his hands did not even need to grasp the railing to stabilize his body.
He immediately understood that Nanjiro was not a simple coach.
Fudo Peak is so mysterious.
Irie Kanata withdrew his gaze and looked at the field again.
"Tsk." The tennis ball rolled up a large piece of gravel and swept towards Onijujiro, leaving a large trace on the land below.
In front of the tennis ball that was about to hit, Oni Jujiro's teeth trembled up and down and made a sound, and his face was blown by the strong wind with a ferocious expression.
"I can't catch this ball!" He felt that his breathing had stopped, and his pupils reflected the tennis ball like a bomb.
Should I just give up like this?
Of course not.
I can promise everyone that I will become Neon’s No. 1 tennis player!
"Oni Jujiro, why do you play tennis?! What exactly is tennis to you?" Kamishiro Ai's voice penetrated all the sounds and reached Oni Jujiro's ears, exploding like thunder.
"To me, tennis is a promise." Oni Jujiro suddenly stepped out with his left foot, firmly grasped the ground, turned sideways, and pulled his right arm behind him, his arm muscles bulging.
"Really? Are you playing tennis for someone else?"
"No!"
Scenes from past training sessions and games come to mind.
The sky was blue and the tennis was pure.
It turns out that I have lost so much without knowing it.
Oni Jujiro's body was shaken.
Oni Jujiro's eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and he roared at the top of his lungs:
"I really like playing tennis! I want to become Neon's No. 1 tennis player!" As soon as he finished speaking, Oni Jujiro was surrounded by a dazzling light.
Everyone was shocked: "It's perfect?! He actually realized that it's perfect?!"
In just one week, they witnessed two seamless births.
"He looks so fierce, but he loves tennis so much in his heart?" Shuichiro Oishi said with a complex expression: "Obviously he already has strength that is far beyond our reach, but he still loves tennis more than us."
"Don't belittle yourself, Oishi, I can feel everyone's love for tennis. The fact that we can stand here and watch their games is enough to represent our love for tennis." Tezuka Kunimitsu said solemnly.
"Yes, we will continue to play tennis, keep playing, and enter the national competition!" Takeshi Momojo cheered.
"Today's young people are really amazing. When they break their own limits and have a clearer understanding of their own strength and weakness, their whole bodies are wrapped in a seamless brilliance, a radiance of perseverance that was born because of someone." Nan. Jiro put away his usual careless attitude and said to himself seriously.
"Who is this man? Why does he know so much about Tianyi Seamless?" Irie Kanata's brows were knitted together, thinking in his mind.
Feel the weakness, accept your own weakness, crush your own weakness.
When you face your own fragility, let your strength overcome your weaknesses, and completely release the purity of your love for tennis, you will be enveloped in the glory of perseverance.
"Kamidai!!" Oni Jujiro's hair stood up, a sincere and pure smile appeared on his face, and the shadow of ghosts and gods behind him became more staring, completely attached to his arm.
"It's really fun to play ball with you!"
Oni Jujiro's arm muscles bulged, and he raised his arms and swung out. As he swung the racket, ghosts and gods shrouded him.
At that moment, he transformed into a ghost and god, holding a long knife and slashing at the incoming tennis ball with all his strength.
"Bang!" Following the loud noise like a cannonball, a purple-black light flashed away.
"Boom!" The ground beneath Oni Jujiro's feet cracked, and his body sank 2 centimeters. At the same time, a tennis ball appeared in front of Kamishiro Ai in a flash.
"Chichi." The net has been completely torn by the airflow and power brought by the tennis ball, and it is hanging on the edge of the two pillars.
With the blessing of ghosts, gods, different dimensions and seamlessness, the power of this ball cannot be underestimated even by the gods.
"Onijujiro, let me see the seamless and magical dimension of ghosts and gods!" The shadow behind Kamdailan skyrocketed, and hot emotions appeared in Kamdailan's eyes.
Except for Nanjiro, no tennis player has ever been able to put any pressure on him.
Now, Oni Jujiro has done it.
The full force of the different dimensions and the seamlessness of the explosion gave his body an impulse to boil his blood.
"Gah." The Heavenly Punishment King raised his arm high and swept out the sword in his hand.
"Bang." As the sword and tennis ball collided, a strong air flow swept out.
"Boom." The air wave hit the barbed wire fence, causing everyone watching from behind to shake.
"Ah!!!" Oni Jujiro ran hard, stepped hard on the ground with the sole of his left foot, clapped with both hands, and placed his weight completely on his hands.
In order to fulfill the agreement and for the tennis that I love, I will not back down!
You must get this ball back!
"Black Jack knife!" Oni Jujiro jumped up, rotating his body 360 degrees, and the tennis racket was stamped on the tennis ball.
The tennis ball was like a train, making Oni Jujiro's wrists tremble wildly as he roared back the ball.
"Oni Jujiro! Don't hesitate to move forward and become Neon's No. 1 tennis player. I'm waiting for your challenge at the top!" Jindai's blue eyes shined, and his voice echoed in the audience.
"Buzz!" The endless air flow rushed towards Jindailan, and the armor of the shadow behind him suddenly burst, revealing a warrior with a pair of horns on his head, a ferocious face, and a huge black thick rope tied to his body.
His pupils are like fire, and his body is like a demon.
Abandoning his heavy armor, his defenseless body will be exposed, but at the same time, he will also be carrying the madness of a desperate fight.
"Swastika · Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King · Broken Armor Rope Clothes."
(End of chapter)
