"The game starts, the winner is a set, and the onijujiro serves. "

Neon Team.

Everyone clenched their fists.

Tono, the right end and others were a little settled in their hearts.

Yukimura, Kibe, Echizen, Kintaro and others looked at Onijujiro.

There was curiosity in his eyes.

Momojo clenched his fists and muttered to himself, "Big brother ghost, let's see how strong your strength is!"

Team Switzerland.

Everyone looked curious.

The main generals Amadeus, the third Albert, the fourth Randy, and the fifth Pittranbille all have more or less different colors in their eyes.

Did you defeat the Byodoin players two years ago?

What an amazing piece of information...

on the pitch.

Tarsta strikes a defensive stance.

Stared at Oni Jujiro seriously.

Syllable.

Syllable.

Syllable.

The ghost gently patted the tennis ball.

Ultimately.

Throw up the tennis ball.

Under the gaze of everyone with bated breath.

Bang.

The oni's arm muscles twitched.

Hit the tennis ball.

"Boom-".

There was a roar.

The crowd listened only to the voice.

I feel like my mind is being shaken.

"It's a very strong force, that's right..."

Swiss team, staff officer Pete Lambier nudges his glasses: "But it should just be a temptation!".

- Da Da!

Because of the thin body size.

Tarsta caught up with the tennis ball bouncing on the ground in an instant.

And the backhand is raised.

Hit back.

"Bang-".

There was a dull sound.

A ghost's powerful serve.

Directly hit back by him.

Looked at.

The ghost is like a ferocious beast.

Quickly rushed forward.

The tennis ball bounced off the ground only halfway there.

The red racket in his hand.

I fanned it out hard.

"Boom-".

This.

He's totally serious about playing tennis.

So much so that when the ball hits the ground.

There was a 'shaking' sensation on the ground.

Look at the smoke and dust billowing out.

Everyone's faces changed slightly.

"What a powerful force!".

Now.

The first team of the Swiss team looked solemn.

Tarsta raised an eyebrow.

I was a little surprised at the power of the ball.

Bang.

But he quickly pumped it back.

As a top power player.

The ball wasn't enough to see in front of him.

Boom!

On the other side, Tasta's shot was also not enough to see in the ghost's eye, and he swung his red racket and whipped it violently.

The two sides are constantly bombarding each other.

The strength is still improving.

One goal, another goal.

Constant sand and dust on the ground.

Waves of air are lined up in all directions.

In the blink of an eye.

On the course, there is flying sand and rocks.

Court Five.

Shiraishi, Jibu and others looked surprised:

"That's the strength of the ghost senior!".

In the smoke and dust.

The ghost's figure resembles a ferocious tiger.

Tennis appeared.

He was like a tiger descending from a mountain.

Appear on the side of the tennis ball.

Fiercely flailing out his claws.

Other high school students.

I was also excited to see the heroic form of the ghost god again.

Kimishima and the others had complicated eyes.

Although the position is biased in favor of the enemy.

But I have to admit it.

The strength of the other party is really strong.

Maybe.

Really able to win this game.

They wanted to see the strength of Irie Sota.

I can't help it.

Sneaking a glance at Irie.

Huh?

It's okay to enter the river, and the look is as usual.

But Taneshima beside him had a cautious face.

Boom!

Then.

After a bang.

It stopped.

Kimishima and the others couldn't help but look back.

The pupils couldn't help but contract violently.

"How could it be. "

Ghost racket.

It was directly knocked out.

“0-15！"

Tasta, who knocked out the opponent's racket, maintained a powerful swing position.

There was disappointment on his face.

"You do have great power. "

"But it doesn't work very well!"

The ghost silently picked up the racket, and his gaze became solemn, looking at the other party.

Just now.

When you catch the opponent's ball.

He felt an indescribable force.

Burst from within.

This feeling.

He had only felt it in the body of the Rintoir.

But there are still significant differences.

"The power of the inside. "

Off-site.

Irie said softly

"Compared to the rotation of the inside, the power of the inside is much more difficult to comprehend, because the more terrifying the power, the more difficult it is to control accurately. "

"That's why there aren't so many top players in tennis. Not only is there no advantage in front of the top skill masters, but every step is more difficult. "

"But this guy is called Tasta. "

"It's clear that we've reached a good level. "

Bang!

on the pitch.

The ghost serves again.

But I heard what Irie just said.

Neon everyone is worried about Onijujiro.

"It's useless. "

Look at the powerful beam of light flying in front of you.

Tarsta doesn't look at it.

Lift the dark paddle.

Whip this ball.

Boom!!

The powerful air current, centered on the tennis ball that flew out, blew the surrounding sand and dust, and instantly became chaotic.

Moment.

The speed at which the tennis ball is shot out.

Reached the extreme.

But Oni Jujiro can still see clearly.

And raise the racket.

Intercept quickly and accurately.

"Boom-".

But at the moment of interception.

Tennis inside.

It's like a bomb has gone off.

Instant burst of firepower.

Almost made him unable to hold the racket.

"Drink!!".

The grimace had a hideous look on his face.

Sole.

Pedal hard.

The whole person spun up.

"Black tomahawks. "

He held the clap in both hands.

Hit the tennis ball hard while spinning.

In a flash.

A black halo that flies out.

Whistling flew towards Tarsta.

"Fought back against the power of the inner that I had deeply understood. "

"This is the sweet koji batting you realized, right?"

"But..."

"It's useless!".

Tarsta grinned.

Lift the racket with one hand.

Muscle muscles and tendons are dilated.

But at the moment of hitting the ball.

All his strength.

All condensed into a single point.

Turns into a thin line of black light.

Make the tennis ball smaller by at least one lap of spinning.

Right in the middle of this thin line of light.

"It's... This is. "

Neon Team.

The faces of the people were full of fear.

Because.

They felt a hidden force in the ball that made their scalps tingle.

"Did you even use this trick?".

The Swiss team, everyone was also surprised.

The Lord put Amadeus in front of him with both hands and said in a deep voice

"As a well-known power player in the tennis world, Tasta not only comprehends the power of Ri that is much more difficult to comprehend than Ri's skills, but also... Compress your power completely into one point and increase your strength by at least 30%!"

Poof!

In the shocked gaze of everyone.

The racket that the ghost swings out.

Directly pierced by this ball.

Boom!

The tennis ball smashed into the wall and sank deep into it, creating a small hole.

But then.

Click.

Extend the exit crack outward.

It's on all sides.

The whole wall is.

But the whole wall.

It didn't collapse.

Irie sighed with emotion

"In terms of power, he's really a top performer!".

"Goo-too-toh..."

Neon Team.

Everyone swallowed hard.

Right End, Yamato, and the others looked at them in shock.

Yukimura, Echizen and others were shocked.

Tono, Kaji and the others lost their eyes.

Kurobe, Saito, and Takuchi Ryuji have serious expressions.

Tokugawa couldn't help but clench his fists and said worriedly, "Oni-senpai..."

Tanejima's gaze was solemn: "I should be on it!".

His is gone, and he is more restrained.

Irie shook his head secretly.

Before there is no awakening of a state similar to that of another dimension, an asura, Shinto.

Tanejima is still dangerous against a player like Tasta.

Because his physical abilities are difficult to keep up with.

Hit.

Loss of at least half of the combat capability.

"This man... Except for me, only the Oni-kun can solve it!".

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