Prince of Tennis Reborn

Chapter 635
boom!
Ochi Moonlight, who had become Nioh's phantom, jumped up again.

With a height of 226 cm and the height of the jump, Leo had to raise his head to see the movements of "Moonlight Ochi".

Mach serves!

boom!
This shot that broke through the speed limit made Leo's eyes seem to hallucinate.

Boom!
The violent impact of the tennis ball on the ground sounded the bell for the end of the round.

"This game was scored by the Neon team, the score is 1:1."

"Tsk tsk, is this going to be a duel between serves?"

England's NO.3 Williamson chuckled.

Although Ochi Moonlight's Mach serve surprised him, he didn't think his team would lose in this game.

"Now let's see which side of the junior high school students is better."

Allen took the conversation.

After the high school students refused to give in to each other and won the serve with their respective serving skills, the key to determining the outcome of this game became the junior high school students.

It's just that they ignored the fact that Nioh was also a junior high school student.

Phantoms belong to phantoms, but King Ni's age cannot be changed.

On the other side, in the locker room.

"Ochi, in your opinion, how good is the Mach serve that this kid played in your image?"

Kimishima Yuto wanted to know the answer very much, because it was related to his evaluation of Nioh's phantom move.

Ochi Moonlight didn't speak, but shook his head slowly.

"Even Ochi, can't you see the depth of this kid? It seems that this kid really has some skills."

Takashima chuckled lightly.

"But then it's Atobe and the junior high school student across the way."

Buer smiled lightly.

The game entered the third game, Leo's serve.

"Jing Wu, I won't show mercy!"

Leo threw the tennis ball in his hand directly, then bent his knees and kicked his feet on the ground fiercely.

boom!
The sudden roar of the ball was exceptionally loud, and the billowing air wave moved forward.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Leo! Freeze for me!"

Atobe's cold voice sounded, and Leo, who had just landed, widened his eyes.

Several crystal-like icicles blocked his body beside him.

Kaka.

In an instant, the ice crystals broke, and the icicles smashed by the tennis ball shattered into bits of ice rain, disappearing in the air and on the ground.

Boom!
"Game, Neon team, 15:0."

"Your blind spot is too clear in my eyes, Leo!"

The racket in Atobe's hand pointed directly at his old friend, and the growing aura on his body made Leo's face sink.

He knew that this guy Atobe must not be underestimated.

just that feeling
Leo quickly understood that it was Atobe who used his eyesight to see through his blind spot and then launched an attack towards the blind spot.

The chill that seemed to freeze the soul is still a little lingering in Leo's heart until now.

"Don't know what the hell happened to this guy at Neon."

Leo sighed slightly in his heart.

The progress Atobe has made after returning to Neon is too great.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, Leo waved the racket in his hand again.

The tennis ball fell in front of Nioh, and the racket in Nioh's hand quickly drew it back to the England half.

Nioh is a defensive counterattacker, and his phantom Ochi Moonlight is a master of bottom line counterattacks.

Leo's serve at this level will naturally not be difficult to get him.

The oncoming tennis ball made Leo's eyes narrow slightly, he couldn't let this guy Atobe underestimate him.

"Gunfire negotiation!"

Leo drew a horizontal stroke, and a burst of black gunpowder smoke rose from the surface of the racket.

The moment the tennis ball was hit by the racket, it deformed violently, and the bullet-like golden shuttle traveled rapidly through the air.

The sharp piercing sound made Nioh and Atobe's expressions freeze.

"This ball."

Nioh's super dynamic vision has already noticed the problem with this ball, the perfect combination of strength and speed coupled with extremely strong spin.

The penetrating power of this ball is probably not trivial.

Stab it!

Although Nioh was very careful, this golden bullet still shot through the racket in Nioh's hand.

Boom!
"Game, England, 15:15."

"Oh? Not bad, Leo."

Atobe in the front court looked back at the racket in Nioh's hand, and the burnt brown where the string broke was clearly visible.

He didn't expect Leo to practice such a trick.

Not relying on the blessing of mental power, pure strength and speed plus the study of sweet spot skills.

This is the traditional western tennis path, and Leo is taking exactly such a path.

"You are not the only one who has improved, Jingwu."

Leo held the lower edge of the racket frame with one hand and smiled softly.

"Compared with my uncle, your progress is like that of fireflies and stars."

Akibu said with a smile.

"You are still narcissistic, Jingwu! Let's continue!"

After Nioh changed the racket again, Leo threw the ball again, and the pleasantries can wait until the game is over, now is not the time to talk about these things.

boom!
"Gunfire negotiation!"

A gleam flashed in Leo's eyes, and he found another chance.

A golden bullet shot out of the pitch-black gunpowder, piercing through the air and the racket in Atobe's hand.

Boom!
"England scored in this game, the score is 2:1."

"Both sides change game!"

After all, this match was won by Leo and Jason.

Leo showed the demeanor of the England team in this game. As one of the most outstanding junior high school students in the team, Leo's strength is naturally there.

What's more, how can someone who can become friends with Atobe be a weak person.

"The other party, a junior high school student, has some skills."

Daqu Ryuji blew on his mustache and said.

"It's the son's turn to serve in the next game, right?"

Although Tono Atsukyo is a wounded person, if Atobe is too weak, he will not spare Atobe.

"Be careful, the tennis balls over there are a little weird."

The head coach of the England team looked at the two players in front of him and said.

"Yes!"

Leo and Jason nodded.

They have naturally noticed the strength of Nioh and Atobe after three rounds against each other. Although they are junior high school students, their strength is very strong.

"Go ahead and win this game for our England team."

After seeing the mental state of Leo and Jason, he nodded in satisfaction.

He believes that as long as there are no accidents, this doubles victory must belong to their England team.

After a short break, the two sides played again, and it was Atobe's turn to serve in this round.

The scorching sun in the sky warmed the earth, and the temperature on the court was very pleasant.

It's even a bit hot.

Whoa!

The tennis ball in Atobe's hand was thrown high, and the next second.

A huge cold current hit Leo and Jason.

"what?!"

Leo and Jason raised their hands to protect their eyes. The huge cold that kept coming from the front made their bodies a little stiff.

bang~
bang~
The glass lampshade on the sidelines broke instantly, and the shattered glass turned into a grand and magnificent icy rain under the sun.

The Emperor of Ice!

boom!
A tennis ball kept passing through in the cold current. Although Leo and Jason saw the movement of the ball with their eyes, they found that their feet seemed to be frozen on the ground.

Can't move.

Boom!
"Game, Neon team, 15:0."

(End of this chapter)