Tennis When I enter the river, I can super evolve without acting!

Bite.

Irie rings the doorbell of Echizen's house.

Not for a while.

The door was opened by a girl as gentle as jade.

It is none other than Nanako Echizen.

"What's the matter?"

The first thing she saw was the handsome face of Irie Sota, who was slightly stunned for a moment, and asked politely.

But the next glance, she was a little surprised.

Oni Jujiro, Tanejima Shuji, Echizen Ryuya, and Echizen Ryoma are in beautiful eyes.

"Eh, Ryoma, are these your friends, then..."

Suddenly.

Nanako looked at Echizen Ryuya, blinked her eyes wide, and said uncertainly:

"You're... Long Ya?"

"That's right, Cousin Nanako!"

Echizen Ryuya squinted and smiled:

"It's been ten years since we've seen each other, and it's getting more and more beautiful to see you again, Cousin Nanako. "

"No. "

Nanako chuckled.

The next second.

She glanced at the three of them.

Especially in the river.

She was a little concerned.

It's not that he's handsome.

It's that the other party gives her a very special temperament.

That kind of temperament, he had only seen in his uncle, could not be described.

It's something like... The feeling of standing on top of the top!

But the other party is obviously younger than her.

How could there be such a strange feeling?

Echizen Ryuya looked at Nanako's beautiful eyes and looked at Irie Kanta curiously.

My eyes rolled, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

Suddenly.

He hooked Irie's neck and said with a grin:

"Let me introduce, this beautiful boy is Irie Sota, 17 years old this year, although he is younger than Nanako's cousin, but he is only a few years younger. And his strength is very strong, even Xiao Budian and I were defeated by him. "

"Cousin Nanako, are you interested? "

At the end, he squeezed his eyebrows at Nanako with a wicked smile on his face.

"Ahh That's not necessary!"

Nanako is a college student after all, so she couldn't understand what Echizen Ryuya meant, so she hurriedly spread her hands with a smile of refusal on her face.

However, she secretly glanced at Irie's side face, although it was that kind of handsome appearance, but with a cold expression, there was a sense of coldness.

This is the kind of look and temperament that she will like at first sight.

And.

She was curious about Irie.

Now I hear that both Ryūya and Ryoma have lost to Irie.

I was even more surprised.

Because my uncle once said that Ryoma is a 01 genius, she has also watched the opponent's game, and it is very powerful.

But the evaluation of Long Ya is very high, and he is said to be one of the most powerful talented players in the world.

But as a result, he was defeated by Irie, who was only two years older.

This made her wonder where the other party was sacred.

Subsequently.

Nanako Echizen invited a few people in.

"Uncle, they're looking for you. "

Nanako took a few people to the backyard, looked at Minamijiro who was rubbing his buttocks, rolled his eyes, and said angrily.

Ryoma shook his head secretly.

Long Ya's eyes were complicated.

Tanejima and Oni look left and right.

In the end, his eyes were locked in astonishment on the back of Minamijiro, who was rubbing PP and looking at the indecent magazine, lying on his side.

He's just... Samurai Minamijiro?

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Minamijiro?"

The ghost isn't sure.

Take the initiative to take a step forward and ask.

"Oh, it's not a southern pervert. "

Echizen Long Ya glanced back at a few people, and when he saw Long Ya, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly turned around, and said with a complicated face:

"Long Ya... You... Coming back?"

"Hmm. "

Echizen Longya's face was complex and converged, turned into a touch of solemnity, and nodded slightly.

Although he doesn't hate each other, he always feels very uncomfortable about each other.

After all.

Being treated like that by his biological father, although the starting point is for his good, in Echizen Longya's heart, the other party is far from being a qualified father, and he can't get along with him passionately and naturally.

Echizen Minamijiro somewhat guessed what the other party was thinking, and sighed, but he remembered something, and his tone was solemn:

"Long Ya, it's just right for you to come back, let's talk about it alone, it's time to solve the matter on you. "

Echizen Ryuya shook her head, "Uncle, didn't you notice?"

Echizen Nanjiro raised his eyebrows, carefully felt Echizen Ryuya's physical condition, and found that there was no such uncomfortable feeling, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Who is it?"

He asked with some concern.

There was a bit of interest in his eyes.

Although he said that he was also sure to solve it.

But he thinks.

There shouldn't be a second person in the world who can deal with demons.

As for Long Ya herself...... It's even more impossible.

It's a lot better than that bastard, though.

But in his eyes, it is also a piece of food.

Long Ya didn't speak.

But he looked at Irie Sotado.

"Oh?"

Echizen Minamijiro's eyes fell on Irie Sota's body, and he was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that it would be this ordinary teenager who solved the devouring problem on Long Ya's body.

He was about to speak.

Irie took a step forward and said with a cold face:

"Mr. Minamijiro, let's have a game. "

Sota (Irie)...

Tanejima、Oni thought to himself。

This expression of the other party means that he was serious from the beginning.

It is enough to show that the samurai Minamijiro is far from what the outside world says.

The strength has dropped a lot so superficially.

Nanjiro glanced deeply at Irie Sota.

He senses and releases.

Only then did I realize the extraordinary things about Irijiang.

The oni over there, Tanejima, are okay tennis players.

But their strength, Nanjiro can see the general at first glance, but it is Irie, at first glance, it is unremarkable, if it is his perception when he is young, he may not be able to perceive the strength of Irie.

Vast as the sea.

This is how Irie feels to Echizen Minamijiro.

The other party is much younger and stronger than him.

It's hard to imagine such a terrifying existence in this era.

The corner of Echizen Minamijiro's mouth hooked:

"Teenager, how do you want to fight. "

"Two rounds. "

Irie raised his head, "A tie is a tie!"

"Yes. "

Minamijiro nodded slightly, jumped down from the bell tower, and walked into the hall as if to get a racket.

"Is he really a samurai Minamijiro?"

The ghost frowned slightly: "It doesn't feel like it at all." "

Tanejima touched his chin, "Although people can't look good, compared to the samurai when they were young, the image is inevitably too far behind." "

The two of them changed their opinions.

Samurai Minamijiro who recame out of the hall.

has changed its image.

Changed into a floral plaid shirt.

Eight-pack abs exposed.

The beard on his face was also shaved.

Become handsome and handsome.

He carried a racket that looked like a wood, but advanced class, on his shoulder.

Walking slowly, the edge is revealed.

"Uncle?"

Nanako Echizen was stunned.

If she's not mistaken.

She had seen it in a photograph.

It is said that his uncle traveled to the United States to pursue his career dream when he was young.

Ryoma's face was full of confusion.

He doesn't remember much about things when he was a child, but is this handsome middle-aged man really his father?

But Long Ya couldn't help but sigh:

"He... It really hasn't changed at all!"

He still remembers his childhood very well.

Although this is not what Minamijiro is dressed up in standing on the court.

Just dress up outside.

But in the later stages.

The other party stood on the court in such a casual attire.

I don't even wear tracksuits anymore.

As for the reasons.

Long Ya guessed a little

It's because of invincibility.

So feel free.

Oni and Tanejima were stunned.

There was a faint excitement in his eyes.

That's right.

This is their impression of the samurai Minamijiro.

Opposite.

What Irie saw was not the impression of the samurai Minamijiro.

It doesn't matter if it's the original book or the memory of the predecessor.

He had seen this dressed samurai Minamijiro.

But in his eyes, it was as if it was a real black dragon, slowly sweeping towards him, full of endless oppression.

"This is what it is now... Samurai Minamijiro?"

Irie raised his eyebrows and turned to walk into the court.

After that, he guessed serve with Minamijiro Echizen. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Ultimately.

Irie Kanatora gets the right to serve.

In terms of penalties, they are free to decide.

And they only accept free punishment.

Because no one can accurately judge the game between them.

Syllable.

Syllable.

Syllable.

Irie gently slapped the tennis ball.

"Ding. "

"The system publishes the task. "

"In the two games, he drew with Minamijiro Echizen and had an unknown reward. "

Is there a reward too...

Irie's expression remained unchanged and continued to slap the tennis ball.

In this match, his mind is very simple, to have a hearty match with the samurai Minamijiro, and that's it. []

The other side.

Minamijiro Echizen put on a posture of catching the ball.

air.

Gradually, the depression came.

Nanako Echizen became nervous: "It's such a tense atmosphere!"

Opposite.

The expressions on Long Ya's faces became more and more solemn.

They feel between the cold Irie and the sharp Minamijiro.

It's a feeling of murderous intent.

The pitch became a penalty area.

Do not disturb the living.

It was a duel between two gods.

"Whew-"

At this time, Irie threw the tennis ball, with extraordinary force, but before it reached the highest point, the racket in his hand was pressed down.

The air on the pitch stood still in an instant.

The eyes of several people widened as they watched as the racket was about to make contact with the tennis ball, and something terrible was about to pop up.

"Boom-"

Really.

When the Irie racket is pressed against a tennis ball.

An earth-shattering blow... appeared!!

Without warning, the tennis ball exploded at the feet of Echizen Minamijiro.

And on the way.

Boom a huge wave ball beam appeared.

Smoke and dust from both sides of the stadium quickly flew out.

Flowers and trees, floating and uncertain.

Blowing Irie's coat and curly hair flying.

The tail light of the beam reflected the handsome face even more coldly.

"Wow!!"

Nanako Echizen covered her hands and screamed.

Pretty face was full of shock and disbelief.

That boy, he, how could he hit such a terrible serve?!

She thought that Irie was very powerful, but it wasn't a serve that gave people an earth-shattering feeling.

“！！！"

And Echizen Ryoma, Tanejima Shuji, Onijujiro, and Echizen Ryuya were also stupid and opened their mouths wide.

"Isn't it?!"

"Irie he, so far he has hidden his strength. "

"This ......"

It was Tanejima, Oni, and Echizen Ryoma who spoke.

Long Ya was shocked, his face was full of complexity, and he smiled helplessly: "I even have all your basic strength... Can't you force it out!"

Bitterness in my heart.

He thinks beforehand that the competition is basic.

Perhaps the current samurai Minamijiro is superior.

But after watching this ball, he didn't think so.

on the pitch.

Minamijiro Echizen locked onto the bouncing tennis ball.

Aggressive.

There was a feeling that the dragon was swept over with a heavy sense of oppression.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Immediately.

He leaned over and raised his racket to block the ball.

"Bang-"

There was a dull sound.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone.

The ball that should have continued to erupt with an earth-shattering explosion.

On Echizen Minamijiro's racket, the sound was much weaker.

"Boom-"

Echizen Minamijiro lifted the slap and volleyed, maintaining the action of swinging the slap and volleying.

The next moment, the light magnified from in front of him, rolling up a cloud of sand and dust, and shooting straight into Jiang Songduo.

"Hit back!"

Echizen Ryoma was taken aback:

"It's... Father's strength?"

He's a little complicated.

Looking at the father who hit back Irie's strong serve with his hand.

He suddenly felt that he had never understood each other.

Echizen Longya raised her eyebrows:

"Sure enough......"

He had a look on his face that way.

Samurai Minamijiro will only be stronger after retiring.

Nanako, on the other hand, was surprised by Irie.

Although the uncle did simply hit back the ball.

But as far as she knew.

My uncle is much stronger than when he was younger.

And into the river. 033 is only 17 years old.

Such a contrast.

The uncle when he was young was far inferior to the other.

It also means that they are also far behind each other in terms of talent.

And she was delicate after hearing the story of her uncle's youth.

I have already guessed what reason Minamijiro retired.

Nanako suddenly smiled:

"Uncle, you finally have an opponent!"

"Bang-"

on the pitch.

Irie swung his racket to catch the ball.

The smoke and dust on the ground shook wildly.

And he didn't move not only his arms, but even between his legs.

Such a terrifying ability to defend the center of gravity amazed everyone.

But Irie narrowed his eyes.

He did flawlessly resist the ball.

But the feeling he had on tennis should not be underestimated.

It is as heavy as a thousand pounds, but it also has a good edge.

Nearly destroyed his entire racket and broke his arm.

"It is said that the samurai Minamijiro in his youth was in the most serious state of the most extreme attack!"

Irie whispered, and in an instant, the ball that made people feel that they couldn't go home was whipped back by him as he raised his hand.

At the same time, he gave a comment in his heart.

"And being able to hit such a rough shot comes from his strong wrists. "

"Bang-"

On the other side, Minamijiro saw a flower in front of him, and the light flashed from the right side.

He decisively switched the racket to his right hand, which was not lost to his left hand, and stopped the ball.

Under the contact, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and observed the rotation of the ball.

"Zheng Zheng—"

The tennis ball spins extremely violently, causing a violent friction sound on the net, and even faint sparks.

Nanjiro took a deep look at Irie Sota, raised his racket and shot back in an instant, and commented in his heart.

"His skills, there is no style, but the values are very high, obviously it is just a simple spin of the ball, but it is done to the extreme. "

It is simple and is a very common thing.

But doing simple things to the extreme is better than doing 10,000 things mediocrely.

In Echizen Minamijiro's opinion, the spinning ball in the river has reached the extreme, even if there is no avenue integrated into it, it is terrifying enough.

"However, in order to hit such a perfect extreme spin ball, it may not be enough to have skill, and it also comes from his soft wrist. "

Bang.

Catch up with the ball in Irie on the opposite side.

Volley again.

Minamijiro also whipped back in an instant.

It's also this moment.

The pitch between the two sides raised a twilight fog.

In the eyes of all.

The batting sound between the two sides was not very heavy.

On the contrary, it is dull as stone or even crisp as jade.

This means that the two have a good job of sealing each other's shots.

In addition, the smoke and dust obscured the figures of both sides.

The black shadow that was so fast that it flickered with afterimages.

Everyone had the feeling that the two were fighting in a blitzkrieg.

But...

Everyone's eyes narrowed:

"The Great War... Coming soon!"

Rumble!!!

Irie rose in the smoke that filled the air with murderous machines.

He was the first to strike!!。