Prince of Tennis Super God System

"Minister, don't care about Qingxue! Don't think about winning or losing! Come on, let's have a good game!" "Being able to face Tezuka Kunimitsu so early made Ye Changfeng excited.

"As you wish, come, Changfeng, try your best to hit me!".

"Thirty-five balls!"

"No! it's thirty-six balls!" Tezuka Kunimitsu seemed to have a stronger glow on his body.

"Tezuka, no, don't use your injured hand anymore, if you continue like this, your joints will ......" Oishi's eyes all focused on Tezuka's left hand joint.

"Come on, Changfeng!" Tezuka held the racket tighter!

One Goal for the Soul!

Baseline return ball!

The back of Kunimitsu Tezuka is transformed into a sea with a whirlpool, and every ball of the night wind is sucked into the whirlpool of this sea.

It is Tezuka ward, Tezuka field!

Tezuka Kunimitsu's whole person turned golden, shining with golden brilliance.

Thirty-fifth ball!Fifteenth swing ball!

Smack!

I was actually beaten back!

30-15！

It was the thirty-sixth goal, and the absolute prediction of the night wind was broken, that is, the limit of talent was broken.

This is...... This is also the limit of talent...... It turned out that at this time, Tezuka Kunimitsu had already opened two of the three gates of the selfless realm.

The limit of thousands of tempers, the limit of talent, plus the Tezuka area, the power of the ball goes without saying.

This is Kunimitsu Tezuka, and this is the ace ace of Seikaku!

"Haha, happy!Minister!, you're too strong!" Night Wind laughed, so happy to be abused.

Of course, if you don't have an opponent like Kunimitsu Tezuka, what's the point of coming to the world of the Prince of Tennis!

Now that the absolute trailer has been broken, there is no need to use it, just punch to the flesh and hit it hard!

"Minister, take it, ten consecutive swing balls!" Night Wind's arm doubled in size.

Boom!

Tezuka Kunimitsu sank in his hand, caught the ball, and there was a faint pain in the joint of his arm, but he couldn't manage it so much.

The ball was turned back.

Twenty consecutive swing balls! Ye Changfeng hit twenty consecutive balls in one go, this is already his current limit, if he is up, his hand should be useless.

Bang! Tezuka catches the ball again.

Sneer, sneer, ......sneer

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The sparks from the racket and the tennis moca splashed everywhere, and the racket let out a sharp scream.

Kunimitsu Tezuka only felt a pain in his arm, and then he didn't feel it anymore, and he swung the racket out again with all his might.

40-15！

Dead ends, absolute dead ends.

Ye Changfeng was furious in his heart, "Am I really unable to defeat the man in front of me?"

"Even if you are a god, I will pull you down from the throne!" the night wind roared, and a blazing flame burned in his body.

It is the fire of the desire for victory, and the admiration of the opponent Kunimitsu Tsuka, and in order to show respect, I can only defeat you!

The tennis ball was thrown high and high by the night wind, falling vertically, and the eyes of the night wind were focused on one point.

It is the center of tennis and the center of the earth.

"Ten Thousand Balls Dynasty!".

In an instant, Huangse's tennis balls split into thousands, almost obscuring the sky.

"What kind of ball is this? It's terrifying!" Hideichiro Oishi, who was watching the battle, was speechless in shock, he had never seen such a move.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyes are still cold, seemingly ruthless, but they contain all his emotions.

"It's all just fantasy!".

That's right, thousands of balls are just an illusion, and eventually tens of millions of tennis balls converge on top of a point.

Bang!

Tennis rubbed Tezuka Kunimitsu with a few strands of hair, deeply embedded in the tennis court.

Ding!Congratulations to the master for creating his own skill: Wanqiu Chaozong God Level!

Reward the number of draws once!

40-30！

The game continued, and Night Changfeng and Tezuka Kunimitsu both used their best and what they had learned all their lives, just like two martial arts masters fighting off the top of the Forbidden City.

In the setting sun, the sound of thumping tennis balls fits the hearts of the two teenagers beating.

At this moment, Shuiichiro Oishi suddenly understood that the night wind is the future of Qingxue!

............

On the train, Oishi and Tezuka go home together.

"Why did Changfeng admit defeat just now, obviously the score was only 3-3!" Dashi looked out the car window.

"He already knows that my hand can't be lifted anymore, and there's no point in fighting any more!" Tezuka Kunimitsu said lightly.

"What did he give you in the end?" Oishi saw that Night Wind finally handed Tezuka something.

Tezuka took out a small bottle from his bag, and it was printed with symbols that didn't look like words at all, like an alien language, "I don't know, he asked me to spray this a little bit on the injured joint of my left hand." "

"It's going to be all over the place, your hurt...... Hey, I don't know if this little bottle is useful or not!".

"There's no harm in trying! Don't worry! There's a long wind now, and there's no two. Qingxue is not afraid of any opponent!".

"Yes, the younger generation is growing up fast!" Oishi remembered the battle between Changfeng and Tezuka just now, and his frowning brows slowly stretched out ......

The Tokyo Metropolitan Assembly is here!