Tennis: Let you take charge of the youth school, and all become professionals

The demon's iron fist hit the knight's armor but failed to hurt the knight at all.

Followed by.

The white horse under the knight raised its two front legs high and kicked the ghost god in the chest. The ghost god was hit hard by the horse's hoof and took two steps back.

Boom——! !

The tennis ball hits the ground.

"30-30, Plans!"

The referee's voice sounded.

The first round of Ghost and Knight.

The knight is superior.

The entire stadium was shrouded in an involuntary sense of tension, which continued.

soon.

The second round begins.

The sound of Plans hitting the ball rang out again.

At the city gate, the knight turned his horse around and started a new round of sprint.

Horizontal chop!

block!

Fist!

hide!

The same scene as in the previous round happened again.

The white horse did not use its front hooves to attack this time.

With a sweep of the horse's tail, the entire horse turned 180 degrees.

Followed by.

Raise your hind legs.

踹！

The ghost was kicked several meters away in an instant.

The court was covered in dust.

Boom——! !

The sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground was heard.

"40-30, Plans!"

The referee's voice sounded again.

The audience applauded continuously.

The knight stood tall at the gate of the city wall.

He swung the sharp Western sword in his hand with great momentum.

The white horse beneath him raised its head, and the sharp horn on its head emitted a cold white light.

The castle behind it is its watch.

Look at ghosts and gods.

Half kneeling on the court.

Dark red blood continued to seep out of the tiny wounds on his body, slowly flowing downwards, making him look extremely miserable.

This is a comparison between before and after.

The ghosts and gods were like defeated slaves, and their aura was no longer as terrifying as before.

"No one can shake the victory of the French team! Go! Prince!"

"Sakura Country! Cheer up! The power of the demons and gods has not yet been revealed! Come on!"

The audience on the field was divided into two groups, each cheering for the player they supported.

Sakura team.

Echizen Ryoma: "So strong... That guy on horseback is quite interesting."

Toyama Kintaro: "Ahead!! Did you see that? That guy is so powerful! He was able to suppress the ghost uncle to that extent!"

Genichirō Sanada: "This is the first time I've seen two players who have awakened the Ashura Shinto compete against each other. I didn't expect it to be so exciting."

Kirihara Akaya: "Ashura Shinto! Is there any hope for me to enter it in the future?"

Fuji Shusuke: "I wonder if my [Wind Mage] can be as good as them..."

Atobe Keigo: "I have to admit that the so-called prince is ridiculously strong."

Yukimura Seiichi: "A player like that should have been admitted to Babulu Academy a long time ago. I really hope to have a match with him then."

Junpei Horio: "Hey, hey, hey! Is that guy really a first-year junior high school student like us? How scary!"

Katsuo: "I wonder who is more powerful between him and Ryoma?"

……

The national team.

Seyfried: "Is this true... This class of junior high school students is simply too strong. They don't even give me a chance to breathe..."

Tezuka Kunimitsu: "Being able to fight against Oni Jujiro to such an extent, Plans may become the leader of the Fark team in the future."

Q.P: "If I remember correctly, that guy has been admitted to Babulu College in advance, and he is a special student, directly recruited from junior high school students."

Michael Bismarck: "It seems that our ranking is in danger after the opening of Babulu Academy."

Borg: "That's kind of interesting, isn't it?"

……

The beautiful country team.

Reinhardt: "France, the third-best team in the world, has a new player."

Birdman Dudu: "He has great potential, but he has too much personality. I don't like him very much."

Kiko: "I wonder if I'll have a chance to play against them in the world this year..."

Hopkins: "Today it was the Sakura team that fought hard all the way to the semi-finals, and it was the French team that held on to the throne."

……

470 on the tennis court.

Plans scored points one after another, and he winked at Ryugasaki Sakuno in the audience seats, showing some electricity.

Then he raised the racket again.

I don't want to give Onijujiro any chance to catch his breath.

Boom——! !

This time the knight leaned over his horse, holding his sharp sword horizontally in front of him.

The white horse lowered its head and pointed the horn on its armor at the ghost who was half-kneeling on the ground with blood flowing.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

A sprint!

The horn radiated a cold light.

"That's the final blow! You old high school student!"

Plans's mouth curled up.

It was as if I saw the phantom of ghosts and gods being destroyed.

"The final blow?"

"Old high school students?"

"So good at talking?"

"You haven't seen the real hell yet, have you?"

Onijujiro looked up, his eyes grim.

"Roar!!!"

The ghost looked up and roared at the white horse.

He slightly turned sideways to avoid the charge from the unicorn and the rapier.

Followed by.

It held the charging horse's head with its strong hands, and its arms were strained so hard that veins bulged.

He lifted the entire white horse high up, threw it over his shoulder, and threw it hard onto the castle.

Om-! !

The scene on the court suddenly changed.

Purple-black fog enveloped the stadium.

The original castle courtyard was instantly transformed into a hell of piles of eerie white bones.

Old torture instruments.

Broken bones.

Bloody limbs.

The boiling magma.

On top of the castle.

There was an additional wooden plaque stained with blood.

【Solomon's Hell】! ! .

234. Knight? Hang him up and beat him! (Begging for flowers and votes)

"4...40-40, Oni Jujiro."

The referee on the sidelines saw the sudden changes on the court and announced the score with a trembling voice.

He was secretly afraid inside, and now he finally understood why so many referees were carried away.

Why is being a tennis referee so well paid?

This is purely exchanging life for money!

……

on the field.

The ghosts and gods finally began to show their power.

The wound on the part that was stabbed by the knight just now began to heal slowly.

The blood gradually disappeared into the ghost's body, leaving only traces of blood, like tattoos, imprinted on the surface of the skin.

"Zi...Zi...Zi..."

There was a sound of evaporation.

The ghost's skin turned into the part that was bleeding just now, and it continued to emit bursts of white smoke.

Its body began to swell, becoming even larger than before.

The strong palms also grew sharp claws.

His eyes were even more ferocious, with an aura that could swallow up mountains and rivers.

"Roar!!!"