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

"I apologize to you first."

Sicily smiled apologetically.

Toss the tennis ball upward.

The nearly two-meter-tall man jumped high and pressed the racket down hard.

The tennis ball quickly flew at a 45-degree angle towards the backcourt and went to Hara Akaye.

"Humph, stop looking down on me!"

"After all, I am a member selected for the World Championship. This level of serve is nothing special."

Kirihara Akaya looked confident and waved the racket in his hand, trying to hit back.

Boom——! !

The tennis ball bounced off the ground and accelerated again, accurately piercing Kirihara's racket.

15-15.

"This... the ball has already landed, but it accelerated again? It's like a spring..."

"And the racket strings seemed to be cut by a knife, not by the impact of the tennis ball itself."

Kirihara Akaya touched his racket which was broken in the middle.

The tennis hole was broken, and the racket strings next to it were very neat.

If the racket is damaged by the racket's own destructive force, the racket strings should be irregular, blackened, and have a burnt smell.

"Kirhara! Watch out! The ball is coming again!"

Just when Kirihara Akaya was in a daze, the voice of Sanada Genichirō was heard.

By the time Kirihara Akaya reacted, it was too late.

next second!

Genichirō Sanada used the [Shrinking the Earth] technique to appear in front of him.

This is the ranking of football skills that Chen Fan shared with them!

Genichirō Sanada would never want to use other people's skills unless it was a critical moment.

For Kirihara Akaya, he made an exception.

"Moves like thunder!!"

Genichirō Sanada held the racket with both hands, lightning effects appeared around his body, and he shouted, and the racket frame "smashed" down hard on Sicily's serve.

pity.

Snapped--! !

When the tennis ball hits the racket frame, it's like a stone hitting an egg, easily breaking the outer frame of the racket.

Swish——! !

Followed by.

The tennis ball cut through the racket neatly like a sharp knife.

Genichirō Sanada widened his eyes in disbelief.

A gust of wind came towards his forehead.

Click——! !

The black brim of Genichirō Sanada's hat was cut in half as if it had been slashed by a knife.

"Oh my, Dame, Dame, don't do such dangerous things next time."

"That wind blade is so sharp that it can cut your head off!"

Sicily stretched out a finger and shook it, admonishing as if coaxing a child.

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Genichirō Sanada's pupils widened.

He was obviously shocked by the goal just now.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he frowned and looked at Sicily and Baka opposite him.

Originally he didn't plan to use the skills on the leaderboard.

Now it seems that if I don't use it, I will have no chance of winning relying only on my own skills.

"Hey! Little brother, what are you still hesitating about? Pay attention, the next ball is coming."

"Sicily, didn't I tell you that he was the figurine I wanted to make? He was almost broken."

Baka's hoarse voice sounded, faintly angry.

"Oops, sorry, I have to be careful this time."

Sicily touched the girl's red hair embarrassedly.

Whoosh! !

Genichirō Sanada and Akaya Kirihara had just changed their rackets.

The tennis ball, as sharp as a knife, came towards them again.

The target of this goal is still Kirihara Akaya.

"Don't think about it!"

Genichirō Sanada stood in front of him again.

An internal force flowed through his body, and as he spoke, he injected it into the racket with his arm. The surface of the racket was instantly wrapped in a layer of white halo to reinforce the racket.

Followed by.

Genichirō Sanada tapped his toes lightly, and his whole body flew into the air. He held the racket with both hands and prepared to swing the bat.

"Heavyweight Tomahawk Smash!!"

Seeing that Sanada Genichirō was about to block the ball from Kirihara Akaya again, Sicily said helplessly, "Didn't I tell you that this is very dangerous?"

Om-! !

Tennis after he finished speaking.

In an instant, he disappeared from Genichirō Sanada's sight.

Swing empty!

Genichirō Sanada was startled and turned his head quickly.

The tennis ball had appeared behind him at some point and continued to fly towards Kirihara Akaya.

"Kirhara!"

Genichirō Sanada shouted hurriedly.

"Don't worry, I'm also a member of the Sakura team after all!"

Kirihara Akaya perked up, his fingers slightly forming into claws, a current of air flowing through his palms.

"Since it's a wind blade, then just use the airflow to hit it in three pieces!"

"Try my Gemini!"

Boom——! !

Kirihara Akaya swung his racket and aimed the balloon in his hand at the tennis ball.

however.

When the balloon and the tennis ball came into contact, it did not stop the tennis ball.

Instead, it was dispersed by the tennis ball, which still flew towards Kirihara Akaya.

But fortunately, the balloon just now affected the trajectory of the tennis ball a little bit.

The ball brushed past Kirihara Akaya's shoulder and flew into the iron net behind him.

Snapped--! !

The green paint on the outside of the iron net was instantly destroyed.

After Kirihara Akaya was stunned, he felt a slight pain in his arm.

Look down.

There was a hole on the shoulder where the tennis ball had just hit it, and a tiny scratch was slowly oozing blood.

"asshole!"

"What on earth are you going to do!"

When Genichirō Sanada saw that Kirihara Akaya was injured, his eyes widened with anger.

The gap in strength made him feel panic.

Even if he wanted to help Kirihara Akaya block the ball, it was useless. He could only watch Kirihara Akaya being attacked.

This made him unable to help but start questioning.

"You should take care of yourself first."

Baka's tone revealed a sinister aura.

Followed by.

He untied the bandage on his palm.

A pair of dry, bony hands appeared.

It looks extremely fragile, as if it could break even if it catches the ball.

however.

It was this hand that still hit back the [Light Shot] thrown by Genichirō Sanada.

After the tennis ball was hit by his racket, it was covered with a black halo and a layer of yellowish-brown fine sand.

"Such a strong smell of death, is this guy really a human?"

Genichirō Sanada frowned and swung his racket, trying to use Fuji Shusuke's [Phoenix Flash].

Snapped--! !

When the tennis ball touched Genichirō Sanada's racket, it instantly eroded his racket strings.

Simultaneously.

Genichirō Sanada's arms suddenly dropped.

The racket in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Vice President Sanada! What's wrong with you?!"

Kirihara Akaya saw that this accident came too suddenly and asked quickly.

Genichirō Sanada widened his eyes and looked at Baka in disbelief: "My hand... I can't feel the existence of my arm! What is going on?"

Baka: “…”

His response was still silence.

……

Twenty minutes later.

Kirihara Akaya and Sanada Genichirō were left on the court, and the ground was littered with broken tennis rackets and burnt tennis balls.

Kirihara Akaya fell to the court, unconscious.

Genichirō Sanada was kneeling beside him, his eyes pale and lifeless, as if his soul had been taken away.

……

Tianbao Temple.

The school's tennis club.