I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

"good."

Immediately, the ghost served again.

boom!

The exploding tennis ball turned into black light and was activated. From Ishikawa's perspective, the black ghost raised his fist and crushed him.

now.

He had no way out.

Facing a strong opponent, Ishikawa held the racket at an angle, used a kendo posture, and combined with the secrets of tennis he had learned, he slashed out the ghost's serve the moment it bounced on the ground.

puff!

in the space of consciousness.

The terrifying punch thrown by the ghost and god was cut away by the silver light. The sword was awe-inspiring and extremely sharp, cutting the fist as big as a mountain in half.

Bang!

And in reality.

A flash of silver arc appeared in front of the ghost without any warning.

"Hit back?!"

Tokugawa's pupils suddenly shrank.

Originally, he thought that he thought highly enough of this person. But he didn't expect that he still underestimated the other party far.

"good."

But when the serve was broken, the ghost's eyes actually showed admiration: "Your tennis has indeed entered the realm of Asura!"

The divine way of Asura!

This is a certain realm of tennis, an area that can only be touched by breaking one's own limits!

It was during the life-and-death battle in the Peace Academy that the former ghost realized this and crossed that threshold.

And the boy in front of me.

Obviously, he has also touched the threshold of this level.

"I just don't know, what will your Asura be?"

A gleam flashed in the ghost's eyes.

Immediately.

Using his right hand, he suddenly swung the racket and threw the tennis ball away.

"Well done!"

There was a strong fighting spirit flashing in Ishikawa's eyes. Instead of retreating, he rushed towards the tennis ball.

hum!

In an instant.

Silver light was released.

The extremely sharp third-order sword intention easily tore through the black. Then, a dangerous airflow surged and swept towards the ghost on the opposite side.

boom!

The ghost swung the ball and caught the ball.

The moment the ball and racket collide, a sharp airflow explodes.

Tear it apart!

Immediately.

Under the shocked gazes of others, Gui's strand of red hair was easily cut off by a wisp of whirlwind.

"Gudu."

Seeing this, some people swallowed subconsciously.

Many people noticed the slightly ferocious scar on the ghost's face.

"It's difficult, can't you say"

As if thinking of something, Mao Li and Yuan Zhe also looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Whoosh!

And in a blink of an eye.

With the ghost's strength, the tennis ball flipped back again.

boom!

boom!

boom!

on the field.

The two men clashed fiercely.

Whether it is the speed of returning the ball or the power fluctuation that explodes instantly, it is so strong that others cannot match it.

when!

when!

when!

And on the other side of the different dimension.

The ghosts and gods with green faces and fangs were fighting continuously with a black figure wearing a raincoat, a bamboo hat on his head, and holding a long sword in his hand.

The ghost's aura is heavy, and every punch it throws will cause destruction like the collapse of space.

As for the black swordsman, his skills have also reached an astonishing level. The long sword passed through the afterimages and landed on the ghosts and gods.

From time to time there was the sound of a sword piercing flesh.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Above the pitch.

Tennis balls flew back and forth.

Because of the high level of skills of the two players, the tennis ball almost flew past the blocking net.

The high-speed flight caused strong friction between the tennis ball and the air, and the heat faintly exceeded a certain limit.

scoff!

Suddenly.

When the ghost counterattacked and broke through the blocking net, the temperature exceeded the upper limit. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, the net was directly set on fire.

In an instant.

It turned into a blazing flame and stood between the two of them.

"Is this really a high school game?"

Off the field.

Someone said something subconsciously.

The others fell silent, but without exception, their eyes were fixed on the court, at the two figures facing the flame net without any change in their movements.

"Shin Ishikawa!"

Court side.

The ghost raised his head and looked over with sharp eyes: "I didn't expect you to be able to push me to such an extent!"

The other party refreshed the ghost's understanding again and again.

Even the demon who had used the Asura Shinto felt frustrated that he could not defeat his opponent when facing Ishikawa.

boom!

Immediately.

The ghost's aura exploded.

The figure of the Asura demon god became more solid. In the void of space, he roared and punched out, as if he wanted to crush Ishikawa into powder.

"This sense of oppression"

Ishikawa was shocked.

At this time, he was locked by the ghost's fist, and he had the illusion that he could not move.

and.

The scene in front of him was covered in black that was visible to the naked eye. The surrounding environment seemed to become heavier.

"Here comes the hypergravity dimension!"

In the coaching staff's office.

The three Kurobe members stared at the black area in the picture that seemed to be stained with ink.

"It is rumored that players from the hypergravity dimension swing the racket so hard that the air around the tennis ball becomes viscous."

"In a way, it's like the gravity changes as the tennis ball passes through part of it."

"In other words, the shots of hypergravity dimension players will be twice or even several times stronger than normal!"

"Well!"

As Kurobe explained, Takushi and Saito's faces turned serious.

This is Oni Jujiro’s true strength!