Prince of Tennis Reborn

Chapter 648 Fierce confrontation
"Ah"

Byodoin sneered, this was the third time he had fought Amadeus.

This time he must completely defeat the opponent.

scoff~~
Byodoin instantly exerted strength with his left hand holding the tennis ball, and the tennis ball let out a groan when it was overwhelmed.

Compared with Akutsu and Fuji before, the more dazzling golden light began to seep from Byodoin's fingers.

What followed was a terrifying coercion.

Light Hit the Ball - Destroy!

boom!
This group of light shining like the sun hit Amadeus directly.

"Did you use light to hit the ball as soon as you came up!"

"It seems that the Byodoin Institute also values ​​this game very much!"

Everyone in the Neon team knew that the opponent was not some unknown person.

The leader of the Swiss team, Alexander Amadeus, who is known as the assassin on the battlefield, has the qualifications for the Byodoin to use all its strength to deal with it.

Players from other countries were all surprised. They didn't expect that Byodoin of the Neon team would drag the game into such a fierce battlefield from the very beginning.

Only a few people understand that at their level, ordinary temptations are meaningless.

What's more, this is not a three-set two-win format, this is a group match.

It's a one-set match.

Any mistake can be fatal.

The breath of destruction and the fierce wind pressure kept approaching Amadeus. This ball reminded Amadeus of the private fight with Byodoin.

"Hoho. Do you think you can run the world with just hitting the ball with this trick! Byodoin!"

There was a smile on the corner of Amadeus's mouth. This sentence was what he once said to the Byodoin.

Now he is giving it to Byodoin again.

A dense darkness spread from around Amadeus, and the radiant light that hit the ball was completely swallowed by the sudden darkness.

The tennis ball disappeared with the dissipation of the bright light, as if it was completely swallowed by the darkness.

The ball suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, but the hairs on Byodoin's body stood on end at this moment.

He felt a deadly threat, a deadly threat coming towards his dead corner.

"Take it, Amadeus! Spanish bullfight!"

Byodoin sneered, and he swung the racket in his hand towards an empty place.

boom!
After a detonation, a wave of air gushed out, and the golden light shone again in the audience.

Byodoin was not surprised that the light hit was hit back by Amadeus.

Just hitting the ball is not a trick that can be invincible in the world, but it's the same.

Amadeus' stealth shot is not an invincible move either.

Perhaps for Akutsu and others, light hitting is already a very powerful skill, but for Byodoin, light hitting is almost the same as ordinary hitting.

But it's just his level A.

The truly terrifying thing about Byodoin is that he not only took light hitting to a new stage, but also integrated light hitting into his other world-class skills.

The ball was full of aura of destruction, and the violent spin caused the tennis ball to bounce high.

Like a mad bull wrestling towards Amadeus.

"Cut! Here we go again!"

Although Amadeus said this, his concentration was suddenly raised to the extreme.

There is no room for slack in the fight against the Institution of Peace.

boom!
The eyes of Amadeus flickered, and he accurately grasped the horn of the mad bull and held it against it.

Then he lifted his arm and set off a violent wave of air.

This slamming ball squeezed the air aside, and the momentum was terrifyingly tight.

Before everyone could recover, the figure of Byodoin had already appeared on the path that the ball must pass.

"The roar of the African lion!"

Byodoin gave a loud shout, and the racket in his hand swept a red light towards the front without hesitation.

Roar!
The sudden sound of hitting the ball was as shocking as a roaring lion on the African savannah.

Amadeus was the first to bear the brunt, as if a lion really appeared in front of his eyes and rushed towards him.

"A new world-class skill?! Let me learn it!"

Amadeus's face was calm, and he, who had experienced the baptism of professional level, did not have the slightest fear in the face of Byodoin's flat stroke.

An aura of darkness began to pervade his body, and the darkness condensed into substance was the path Amadeus had been pursuing.

boom!
The sound of the ball colliding with the racket in Amadeus' hands was so shocking that many people subconsciously covered their ears.

Agitated smoke and dust drifted from the stadiums of Byodoin and Amadeus, and the entire stadium was shrouded in a layer of fog.

This made many people who came to watch the game very unhappy, but they also knew it.

This level of competition can easily cause such chaos.

They can only use the fuzzy movements of the two sides in the field of smoke and the continuous roar to make up for the current fight.

Everyone in the Neon team looked at the field nervously. At this moment, they finally saw what a contest at the top of the world was.

The fight between Fuji and Zeus before was far less intense than it is now.

Byodoin, Amadeus, the two main players ranked among the strongest players in this competition swear to the world what is the real contest.

Tokugawa's face, which had been frozen for many years, was also a little moved.

Now he has understood that Byodoin probably only used % of its strength in the previous confrontation with him.

Although it sounds cruel to Tokugawa, it is the reality.

Yukimura, Atobe, Sanada and the others were also staring at the field intently, even if they could only see a vague shadow, they didn't want to miss it.

Such a duel is rare, and it is even worse than the match they saw two years ago.

boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by the Neon team, the score is 1:0."

boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by the Neon team, the score is 2:1."

boom!
boom!
"Switzerland scored in this game, the score is 3:3."

The only one who can still see clearly the situation of the match on the field is the referee who is also on the field.

Although his voice of reporting the score was still loud, his forehead was already covered with fine sweat.

If it wasn't for his professionalism, he would have run away long ago, and his heart was always surrounded by a dangerous atmosphere.

When the dust settled in the sixth game, the smoke and dust on the field drifted away, and only then did everyone get a glimpse of the whole scene.

The floor made of plastic was already somewhat potholed, and the walls behind both sides were already covered with cracks.

But looking at Byodoin and Amadeus, the two themselves were not affected much.

Both of them are very clear at this moment that there is no winner in this level of competition.

If you continue to fight, you will only be dragged into the quagmire of the tiebreaker.

"Ready to go to hell! Amadeus!"

Byodoin shouted angrily, and the momentum accumulated to the peak in these few rounds directly broke through the shackles on his body.

Overlord's true colors were revealed at this moment.

Behind him, the world pirate stepped out from another dimension, pointing the long sword at Amadeus.

"Hey, you are the one who will go to hell, Byodoin!"

Amadeus was also not to be outdone, the darkness behind him turned into an ocean, and a giant whale swam in it.

With a flick of the thick tail, it has set off a stormy sea.

Polke, Médanore, Camus, Reinhardt and the others were slightly condensed.

They knew that the most intense confrontation was about to begin.

(End of this chapter)