Tennis: Start with unlimited physical strength

"This time, it has to be serious. Traces said silently in his heart.

He likes to play tug-of-war with his opponents though.

But it doesn't mean that he likes to be fed duck eggs and make a record of being kept clean.

This is a shame for Uncle Jibe.

"This ball serves, Uncle Ben has to get it back. "

Thinking about it, he silently took out his tennis ball and stood in the tee area.

Oishi and Eiji outside the court, the more they watched, the more excited they became.

"Oishi, in our tennis club, we haven't seen such a strong selection, if this is in our tennis club, it must be able to stand side by side with the president, right?"

"Well, they should all be in the same first grade age as us, I'm really envious, then again, even if they are in our school, this year is picking up balls, which doesn't seem to be appropriate. "

Dashi is delicate in his heart, and he actually thinks about a lot of things.

So a comparison.

This kind of strength gap,If you really come to the tennis club of the Youth Academy,Will they really be willing to pick up the ball?

If you do pick up the ball, will it be a delay?

Even he himself felt that he shouldn't have picked up the ball.

What's more, it is now these few people whose strength is far above their own.

Bang

bang bang

Traces and Kamisato have been fighting each other for a few more rounds.

Their eyes lit up, and they didn't notice that the reporters on the side were constantly pressing the shutter.

The reporter's eyes brightened even brighter than theirs.

At this time.

The speed and power of the serve, but he has begun to go all out.

Kamisato suddenly shook his head slightly at this time.

He found a problem.

The current strength of the trace department is that he thinks highly of it.

This is far from the level of strength in the plot.

He was still able to continue to play back and forth with him with ease when he was serving with all his might, and if it weren't for the stalemate he had spent on the physical strength of the division, he would have been very confident that he would not be able to fight back at all if he was able to use his spinning ball to hit the track.

He can also keep up with the speed of the trace department, which is not a problem at all for him who regards training speed as the top priority every day.

The strength of the trace department, there is, but this is not what he is good at after all, and it is full of flaws.

And his spinning ball is also not up to the level he thought.

If you want to fight back, you don't need his transformation at all.

Look at the stalemate between him and him, it is the so-called tug-of-war, and the sweat on his face is continuous, and his jersey has already been soaked.

And his wrist has been overbearing the blow of his strength, and now he is afraid that it has reached its limit.

This bit of physical strength is far inferior to the trace in Kamisato's impression, the trace that can be in a stalemate with Tezuka for several hours under the scorching sun, and make the tug-of-war famous.

Case.

Even if he wanted to really fight a tug-of-war, the current trace would not be able to keep up with him.

He didn't want to continue with this gap in strength.

So.

It's over early.

"Sure enough, the traces of this period are still not very good. "

If these words were to be put in the Ice Emperor, and those defeated subordinates who were defeated by the Traces would hear it, I was afraid that they would vomit blood.

Bang

He unleashed another high-speed spin ball and smashed it into the half of the court with aggressive lethality.

At this time, the trace has consumed most of its physical strength, and the wrist has begun to lose its strength because of the continuous counterattack of Kamisagawa's increasingly terrifying power ball.

He barely managed to catch the ball, and this time the racket was knocked out and even broke in half when it hit the ground, and he had to cover his wrist in pain.

"It's time to finish. Kamisato said with a calm face.

"Impossible!" said Jibu, unconvinced.

In any case, Uncle Ben can't just lose the game!

He continued to stubbornly try to catch the ball in the gods.

But then Kamisato hit back the tennis ball faster and faster.

Before he could react, the tennis ball had already hit the ground and bounced off and landed in a position he couldn't predict.

He's losing to Kamisato Kawa one goal at a time.

“0-3"

“0-4"

“0-5"

The score is also being pulled apart by the fact that the traces are being crushed.

They couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for the traces.

And the two of them gradually became enthusiastic when they saw it, but their palms were full of sweat.

If the person who is in the field now is himself, will he be able to hold on to it until now?

The answer is no.

At the end of the game in the gods, the trace found that his consciousness had gradually blurred.

He had only one thought in his heart now: this terrible guy came out of nowhere, it must, it must be pulled to the Ice Emperor!

He is about to lose now, and he is obviously very unconvinced, but such a fierce general must not be let go.

No matter how bad the situation is.

It's impossible to give up the game.

He shook his head, wiped the sweat from his face, and continued to stand ready to catch the ball.

And the tennis ball in the god didn't have any merciless intentions, and continued to smash over.

Bang

This time, the wrist could barely hold the tracks of the racket, and the reaction and speed were no longer able to keep up.

Just when everyone thought that the tennis ball just landed and bounced to end the game completely, the unwilling trace actually wanted to continue to catch the ball with a kick, and this posture had blocked the trend direction of the tennis ball flying out.

Before he could swing the racket, the tennis ball bounced quickly and hit him directly in the abdomen.

Immediately afterwards, he snorted in pain, and was directly driven by the force of the tennis ball to fly out two or three meters away, and finally hit the ground heavily.

Everyone was stunned and looked at this situation in disbelief.

And two calmly looked at the traces and reported the score:

"0-6, you lost!".

Another one was kept clean by Kamisagawa, and Fuji wasn't surprised at all, that's how he came!

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