The Prince of Tennis: Destroying Akutsu at the start

"Golden Jack Knife!"

Oni Jujiro's deep voice penetrated layers of fog and reached Kimura Secretary's ears.

Kimura Division's eyes were very solemn, and the fog in front of him had already been stirred by something.

A tennis ball came through the air, and the swaying jet-black tail of this ball looked particularly intrusive.

After the mist, two figures, one large and one small, could be vaguely seen. Even the small figure was much bigger than Kimura Si.

Boom!
After a loud explosion-like sound, the ground shook like a mountain shaking, and the ground under Kimura Si's feet had already cracked.

The ground suffers more than it deserves.

"Jujiro Oni scored in this game, the score is 5:2."

"Both sides switch sides!"

The high school students watching widened their eyes, watching the two figures in the mist slowly come to the sidelines and sit down.

"Phew, I thought that brat had already been beaten to death!"

"It's really tenacious."

The high school students were all relieved the moment they saw Kimura Division, and they were really worried about what would happen to Kimura Division.

It's just that Kimura Division is somewhat embarrassed at the moment.

His body was covered with dust, and his clothes were full of gaps.

There is also a trace of bright red on the exposed skin.

It's pretty good to be able to maintain the current state of fighting against Oni Jujiro, and ordinary people would have already been lying down.

Sitting on the chair, Kimura Tsukasa was panting slightly, even he was a little tired.

Not just physically, but mentally as well.

Facing Oni Jujiro, his spirit must be taut.

If you don't have enough concentration, you won't be able to compete with Oni Jujiro.

More importantly, Tsukasa Kimura had never played a best-of-three format before. His stamina and physical strength could support him to play a full set, but any more would cause his state to decline.

Oni Jujiro still maintains a healthy level of stamina and physical strength.

This is the absolute difference in age, training time, and training volume. If it weren't for the help of the five-dimensional fragments, Kimura would have already collapsed from exhaustion.

But Secretary Kimura will not give up, he will persist until the last moment.

This game is a good opportunity for him to experience the second stage of Asura Shinto.

Not all strong people in the second stage will avoid the vital points to attack, and only in this training camp can Kimura Division meet such a kind senior.

If this was in the world, the opponent would have already destroyed Kimura Secretary.

The rest time was very short. Under the urging of the referee, the two sides returned to the field with firm steps again.

Tsukasa Kimura crouched in the backcourt, his muscles were ready for combat as soon as he returned to the court.

The muscles that had cooled a bit due to the rest just warmed up again.

Whoa!

Oni Jujiro's face was impassive, he was not a person with too many facial expressions.

He stepped on his feet suddenly, and as he jumped up, his broad shoulders drove his arms and smashed down violently.

boom!
The roar of this ball damaged the ears of many people again.

The fight between Tsukasa Kimura and Oni Jujiro has made many people stay away from the stadium silently.

Even watching the battle, he could only hide from a distance, and it was all tears when he said it.

The fierce wind pressure is constantly approaching Kimura Secretary. Although Oni Jujiro likes to overwhelm people with force, his accomplishments in spinning the ball should not be underestimated.

The double impact of power and rotation is the best combination to crush the opponent.

Kimura Division's eyes flashed, and he held the racket behind his forehand and quickly cut it past his eyes.

Cut out a bright light.

A sharp cry echoed in Oni Jujiro's ears, and a crimson Suzaku shot straight into the sky in his pupils.

"Four gods performing martial arts - Suzaku!"

Although this trick Kimura Si can't control it perfectly, but now he has no choice to deal with Oni Jujiro who surfs the Internet.

"Is the ball flying so high? Will it go out of bounds?"

Tono Atsukyo looked at the shadow of the ball that had turned into a small black spot in his sight and said in astonishment.

"No, the ball is in bounds!"

The Court of Equality gave a very positive answer.

When the tennis ball reaches the bottom line, it suddenly falls, and it falls so fast that even Oni Jujiro cannot turn back before it hits the ground.

"Game, Secretary Kimura, 15:0."

The surrounding high school students were silent for a while, including everyone in the first army.

They were deeply shocked by Kimura Division's spiritual fortitude.

Even in the face of such a powerful Oni Jujiro, even if he was in a desperate situation, he still did not give up.

This kind of spirit will make people feel a little admiration in their hearts.

And Zhi Saito in the small black room silently put a question mark on the column of Kimura Secretary's spiritual power.

The mental strength of such a player can no longer be measured by numbers.

Because that doesn't make any sense at all.

After Oni Jujiro slowly came to the receiving line on the left, as an opponent, he admired Kimura's persistence even more.

In response, he will use all his strength to end the game.

boom!
The pitch-black cannonball hit the ground hard, and the tennis ball was completely deformed when it bounced off.

Kimura Division raised his hand and pressed it, and immediately after a slight pause, a golden arc appeared on his arm.

Oni Jujiro kicked forward with two steps, and his burly body jumped up independently.

"Golden Jack Knife!"

The golden light was extraordinarily dazzling, even the sun at noon in August could not block its brilliance.

This golden jackknife shattered the Asura Shinto phantom behind Kimura Division, and then hit the ground unabated.

"Game, Oni Jujiro, 15:15."

Oni Jujiro immediately retaliated, his vertical center of gravity jumping style has reached the pinnacle of perfection.

The deep cultivation of sweet spot technology has enabled him to add his own understanding of sweet spot technology to the vertical center of gravity jump.

His Golden Jack Knife weighs like a thousand pounds.

boom!
boom!
"Game, Oni Jujiro, 30:15."

boom!
boom!
"Game, Oni Jujiro, 40:15."

"Oni Jujiro's match point."

"It's finally the end of the game. It's time for this game to end."

Tanejima no longer has his usual hippie smile at this moment, and this game has given him a lot of feelings.

"The future belongs to Kimura."

Irie sighed slightly, people really cannot be generalized.

At the age of Kimura Division, he is just a player who has just entered the national level.

Whoa!

Oni Jujiro's eyes were fierce, and when he raised his arm, the phantom of ghosts and gods behind him also grasped out of thin air.

He grabbed a black battle ax that suddenly appeared.

boom!
The tennis ball burning with black flames fell directly in front of Secretary Kimura, and the air along the way seemed to be ignited by the black flames.

Kimura Secretary's footsteps stopped, and the soles of the shoes and the ground kept stopping his body.

"Four Gods Performing Martial Arts - White Tiger!"

The white tiger who came from the sky grabbed the tennis ball burning with black flames and rushed towards Oni Jujiro.

Oni Jujiro's eyes fluctuated slightly, and his left hand once again held the end of the handle of the racket.

"Golden Jack Knife!"

Accompanied by Oni Jujiro's loud roar, the phantom ghost behind him slashed down on the white tiger with an axe.

The white tiger's figure instantly shattered into specks of light, and the ax blade accurately slashed on the tennis ball.

boom!
The upside-down tennis ball was engulfed in a violent airflow and pressed towards Kimura Shigai, and the dust on the ground was completely sucked into the bottom of the tennis ball.

The wind and sand clouded his eyes, and Kimura Division narrowed his eyes slightly.

He clenched the racket with both hands, and the last desperate shot came.

"Four Gods Performing Martial Arts-Xuanwu!"

Everyone held their breath and stared at Tsukasa Kimura's stadium covered in dust and mist. After a while, a beam of light pierced through the air and returned!

"Did you call back?!"

"No, no!"

As the ball hit the wall behind Oni Jujiro, the game came to an end.

The scattered wall rubble and the dust in the wind played a death knell.

"The second set is over, Oni Jujiro won."

"This shuffling battle was won by Oni Jujiro with a score of 6:4, 6:2."