Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Disordered breathing!

Dilated pupils!

These things, which are almost irrelevant to Tezuka, continue to emerge.

"Tezuka (minister)..."

The eyes of everyone in Qingxue were heavy, with a little sadness.

His own minister, that invincible man, was tricked to such an extent by his opponent.

"why why?"

Haitang looked at Longya with red eyes, and roared hoarsely: "Damn it, why didn't you end the game, why did you play Minister Tezuka like this?!!"

"Begonia!"

Dashi's nose was sour, but he grabbed the opponent's shoulder: "Calm down, it's a game now, a game!"

Haitang was angry, so why wasn't he.

But this is a competition. If he really takes anger on the opponent's player, then Tezuka himself will definitely be the first to be angry.

"Yes."

At this time, Tezuka's tired eyes looked over his hair, which was completely wet with sweat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Oishi is right, this is a game, a tennis match!"

A game that has nothing to do with Qingxue and teams.

It is also the happiest game he has played in the past three years, Tezuka Kunimitsu.

That's right!

The physically and mentally exhausted Tezuka has never felt so deeply about tennis and racket.

heavy!

Both are like lead blocks and can hardly be lifted.

However, Tezuka could hear something that was pressed into his body by the two and was about to come out.

dong dong, dong dong...

heartbeat!

Never before has he come close to failing so close.In the same way, he has never had such a close contact with tennis, this different tennis!

hum!

At this moment, Tezuka's movements froze.

Then, a force that opened the pores of his body burst out from his heart and spread to his limbs.

At this moment, Longya's lore goal to end the game also flew in front of him!

Chapter [-] Upheaval

Everything... seems to stand still.

Boom boom, boom boom! !

There was only that powerful heartbeat, and the power that was rushing towards Tezuka's limbs and limbs.

boom!

Countless rays of light overflowed, illuminating the entire stadium.

pat.

At the top, the cigar that Sakurabukiyukihiko Maro was holding in his mouth fell, and the whole person watched this scene in a daze.

Although it was just a tennis match, the white light made him feel fear.

"Then what is... what?"

The players who were caught beside them also stared blankly at this scene. This kind of breath made them have the urge to worship.

Tezuka Kunimitsu!

Who is this guy?

Ok?

Suddenly, the expression of Malusong in the crowd changed.

In an instant, he felt a terrifying will.He looked over subconsciously, and saw that the bandaged young man turned his head, as if he just glanced here casually.

"good chance!"

Malusong came to his senses, and quickly pulled Xibers and the others next to him to whisper, sneaking away while Ying Fuxue and his subordinates fell into a blind spot.

After a while, the light just dissipated.

"Wait, what about those kiddos?"

The eyelids of a few subordinates twitched and looked around, but there was no trace of the previous few people.

"Don't mind them."