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

The Five Mountains that covered the entire stadium shrank and disappeared.

It returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

"Eh!??! Why did you disappear?!"

“I haven’t appreciated it enough!”

"What the hell are you doing here? You're here to watch the game, not to see the scenery!"

"That's true, but why did Chen Fan suddenly put away his spiritual will domain? Is he helpless?"

"Not really! He is shrinking his mental power. Maybe he has a new method and doesn't want to waste too much mental power."

"I don't know what method he used, but the problem of broken rackets seems to have been solved."

"So nervous! Borg is in the lead now, don't let him catch up."

"The bald guy is not a good person. I support Chen Fan! Kill the bald guy!"

The audience was very concerned about the sudden disappearance of the Five Mountains and watched the game attentively.

on the field.

The sudden disappearance of the Five Mountains also surprised Borg.

But the intuition of a professional player made him feel that things were definitely not simple.

Chen Fan is definitely not the kind of person who would surrender without a fight.

There must be some big move next.

Thinking of this, Borg gripped the racket tightly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Being able to be the world's number one professional player, he is confident, but he is definitely not so conceited as to think that he is invincible just because he has mastered the [Tornado Field].

The surveillance camera in the center of the stadium was aimed at Chen Fan.

In a secret meeting room.

The faculty of Bablu College is full of expectations.

"The aura is stronger than before. I feel like something more powerful is about to appear."

"Not really? Could it be that Chen Fan still has a backup plan?"

"The awakened [Ashura Shinto] has been cancelled. Could it be that there is a skill stronger than [Ashura Shinto]?"

"It's hard to say. Chen Fan's potential may only be beginning to be explored now."

"This special domain of the Borg is the most perfect domain that combines both offense and defense that we have seen so far. It will not be easily breached."

"If Chen Fan really wins this match, the entire tennis world will be shocked. He will be the youngest and highest-ranked player in history."

"Not only that, but the Spanish team is also eyeing Medanore. You saw the match against the United States just now. I'm afraid Borg is not as good as him."

"Medanore... He is indeed a man who breaks tennis records again and again... He is very difficult to deal with."

"Let's wait and see... Who will have the last laugh between Chen Fan and Borg..."

264. A new era of tennis begins! Dark forces surge!

"Huh? Why is there no movement?"

After Chen Fan cancelled the [Five Mountains], he stood motionless on the court. The audience began to feel confused and asked questions one after another.

Seven seconds...

eight seconds...

ten seconds...

like a statue.

"Player Chen Fan, it's your turn to serve."

"Please serve as soon as possible."

The referee couldn't help but remind him.

The voice just fell.

Om-! !

A buzzing sound quickly spread from the center of Chen Fan to the surroundings.

The momentum is compelling.

The air around seemed to freeze in an instant.

The referee was so shocked that his eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he was speechless.

"What a scary aura."

“It feels like it’s becoming difficult to breathe.”

Borg was also frightened by Chen Fan's unknown aura.

A little sweat appeared on his forehead.

He opened his mouth wide and breathed in the air.

"What on earth is going on? It seems like something horrible is about to happen."

After Borg calmed down, he looked at Chen Fan opposite him with confusion.

boom--! !

suddenly.

Another creepy smell spread out.

The air, which had already solidified, dropped a few degrees further.

Borg's hair stood on end and he felt as if he was in an ice kiln.

"This guy! What on earth is he doing......"

"Destroy the world?"

Borg sweated even more, even his back was soaked.

He had never encountered an opponent who frightened him so much.

Om-! !

The space behind Chen Fan distorted in an instant.

A scarlet color spread rapidly from the feet.

The scarlet circle soon enveloped the entire gymnasium.

Even the sky was dyed blood red.

in the air.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

"Ugh! It stinks!"

"What's wrong? What's this frightening, nervous, nauseating feeling?"

"What's rotten?"

"No! This smell is like the smell of corpses! My job tells me that there are a lot of corpses around here!"

"It's so weird!"

"Mom! I'm not watching the game anymore!!"

The audience was startled by the sudden smell.

The stinking sewers and the smell of blood made them feel psychologically uncomfortable.

Even the players from major teams were overwhelmed by the smell.

Kirihara Akaya: "It stinks! The smell is enough to make me pass out¨．!"

Kikumaru Eiji: "Oishi! It stinks! Help! I'm running out of oxygen."

Atobe Keigo: "This tastes a bit like the high-quality pickled fish I eat..."

Yukimura Seiichi: "There was a suffocating smell in the air, and it was spreading outward from the center of the stadium. I think the smell was strongest in the center of the stadium."

Genichirō Sanada: "It's like the smell of an ancient battlefield filled with corpses..."

Fuji Shusuke: "Is this smell bad? Surprisingly, it's not bad..."

Inui Sadaharu: "It's a bit stronger than the dry juice. You have to remember this flavor and add it to the dry juice."

Compared to several junior high school students on the Sakura team.

Zeus, the captain of the Shira team, was much calmer.

When other players of the Hilla team were pinching their noses to hold their breath, he seemed not to smell anything and stared blankly at the court.

Reinhardt, Camus and Noah were the same, staring at the court intently.

Seems to know something is coming.

Om-! !

on the field.

The sudden change of scene made them open their eyes wide.

on the field.

in the audience.

Suddenly, thousands of corpses appeared.

An ancient battlefield appeared, replacing the original gymnasium.

On the battlefield.

The war continued.

There are countless broken arrows and short blades.

Around the swords, countless charred corpses were emitting black smoke.

Black smoke filled the entire ancient battlefield.

In the middle of the court.

Chen Fan and Borg are at the center of the ancient battlefield.

Behind Chen Fan, a figure nearly two meters tall appeared on the battlefield.

His gold, bronze and iron armor was covered in blood.

He was riding a handsome red rabbit horse, with its head held high and feet raised, ready to charge.

The tall figure straightened his back, and in his right hand, a Fang Tian Hua Ji forged from divine iron from the sky was dripping with blood, but it was still flashing with a cold light.

Chilling.

Everyone on the Sakura team was speechless.

They were very familiar with the shadow behind Chen Fan.

Although it originated in China, in the Sakura Country, the person they admire and worship the most is not Liu Bei, Guan Yu, or Zhang Fei, but Lu Bu!

God of War Lu Bu!

"God of War... Lu Bu!??"

Genichirō Sanada’s eyes widened, and he was the first to recover from the shock.

"Coach Chen Fan's [Ashura Shinto] is the God of War Lu Bu?!"

Oishi Shuichiro couldn't help it either.

"The Devil! It's the Devil! President Yukimura! Vice President Sanada! It's the Devil Lu Bu!!"

Kirihara Aka also swallowed his saliva and pointed excitedly at Lu Bu on the court, with stars in his eyes.

"Lu Bu... so awesome! Dashi! Did you see that?"