Prince of Tennis Reborn

Chapter 687 The Other Side of Medanore
The sound gradually stopped, and the gunpowder smoke in the field began to slowly drift away.

"Did you win?"

Kirihara Chi also looked at the field and couldn't help but said.

"The first set is over! The Neon team Byodoin Phoenix won, the score is 6:4."

The referee's voice sounded from the field and immediately spread throughout the field.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Neon! Neon!"

The fans supporting the Neon team immediately boiled, and the cheers shook the entire hall.

This first set victory is undoubtedly a great motivation for the fans who support the Neon team.

In Byodoin, he actually took the lead from the Spanish team's main player, the professional tennis player Meida Nore.

"As expected of Byodoin!"

Tanejima looked happy, and the chain reaction brought about by winning the first set had already begun to tip the balance of victory to their Neon team.

"It's still too early to be happy, Senior Taneshima."

Bu Er said lightly.

"Indeed. As a player who has played in professional leagues, the opponent shouldn't only have this ability."

Irie agrees with Budu.

The time when Medanore became a professional player was the earliest among the four supernovas in Europe.

He has registered and logged into the professional arena long before the start of the last French U-17 World Cup.

It was rumored that his strength was even higher than that of Polk.

Even if he returned to the team not long ago after suffering a serious injury, it shouldn't be the only strength.

"Trust Byodoin! This man's determination to bring Team Neon to the top of the world is enough to defeat all enemies."

Oni Jujiro said solemnly.

As the old enemy of Byodoin, Oni Jujiro naturally has a deep understanding of Byodoin.

He believes that this man will definitely win this victory.

After a short break, the second set resumed.

"come on!"

Byodoin waved the racket in his hand without hesitation, and the space of another dimension opened up again.

On the vast ocean, a wooden sailboat galloped through the wind and waves. On the deck, Byodoin and Medanore stood on the top of the waves and stared at each other.

The musket in the hands of the Byodoin House was aimed at Medanore again.

Over the past year or so, Byodoin has not made any progress. He has deduced his own different dimension to the level of three stages.

This time he wants to completely break Medanore's spiritual will.

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

"Both sides change game!"

The first game of the second set ended very quickly, and Medanore seemed to be increasingly powerless against the attack from Byodoin from another dimension.

"Damn it! The lord general should he not?"

The atmosphere in the Spanish team began to become tense. This game decided the fate of them and the Neon team.

Especially at this moment, the main general of the other party has already entered the city first, which makes them seem more impatient.

"Silence!"

Cologne glanced at everyone indifferently.

Medanore is the most dignified one in the team if he is not in Cologne, and the others naturally dare not disobey after Cologne speaks.

"Commander."

Cologne turned his gaze back to the court, and Medanore's figure looked a little embarrassed.

However, Kauron knew that the one on the field was Meida Nuole, who had just returned from injury, and Meida Nore, who really supported the alias of genius heretic, had not yet appeared.

"The roar of the African lion!"

After Byodoin had grasped the rhythm of the game, its attacks became more and more violent. As the game continued to deepen, Byodoin's batting power and speed continued to rise.

boom!
Facing Byodoin's strong kick, Medanore made a backhand and hit a spinning ball in the opposite direction.

Then his figure quickly rushed towards the tennis ball.

Medanore is very clear that now he must find an opportunity to reverse the rhythm controlled by the House of Equality.

Otherwise, only defeat awaits him.

"you are too naive!"

Byodoin laughed, and then rushed to the net.

"World Pirate King!"

Byodoin has used multi-ball consecutive shots to the fullest. The chasing ball directly facing the opponent's body in front of the net is undoubtedly one of the most difficult shots to return.

In front of the net, Medanore split into N clones in an instant, and he wanted to fight back all the World Pirate Kings in Byodoin.

One ball, two balls, three balls.

It's just that Medanore seems to have overestimated his ability too much. When facing the last ball, his movements could no longer keep up with the speed of the rebounding tennis ball.

The ball hit his abdomen directly, and the severe pain made Medanore's forehead sweat profusely.

"Commander!"

Many people in the Spanish team looked nervous. At this time, if their main player was injured, it would be over.

And they didn't forget that Medanore just returned from injury not long ago.

Medanore on the court hung his head and did not get up for a long time, which made many people start to worry.

Shouldn't the game be over like this?
"What? Have you finished playing?"

Byodoin went to the net and sneered.

If that's all there is to the main player of the Spanish team, it would be a disappointment to him.

Fortunately, he still has such high expectations for this game.

"Hey, who do you think you're talking to!"

Hearing this, Medanore finally stood up from the ground shaking his body.

It's just that his voice suddenly became a little weird.

Byodoin frowned, and he felt the breath of the man in front of him suddenly change.

become extremely dangerous.

And the other party's expression suddenly became gloomy.

Suppressing their doubts, Byodoin and Medanore returned to the bottom line under the urging of the referee.

"Really, leave this mess again."

Medanore glanced at the score on the big screen beside the court and sighed helplessly.

But there is no way, who said that this is his fate.

Whoa!

The tennis ball in Medanore's hand was thrown straight away, and then a dark breath surged in his body.

A flash of dark light engulfed the tennis ball in it.

"This is! Hit the ball secretly?!"

Irie's face suddenly changed color.

This is the first time he has seen someone who can control both light and darkness in his own hands.

Even Sanchuan was a little shocked at the moment.

The rise of the two paths of light and darkness was roughly in his era.

Even in his era, there was only one person who had achieved the highest state of light and dark integration.

It's unbelievable that in this day and age, someone can master the two paths of light and darkness at the same time.

Byodoin's face became extraordinarily solemn, and he felt a similar breath from Medanore's ball.

That is the will to destroy everything.

Hit the ball--destruction!

The vast ocean became violent in an instant, and the small boat was navigating a difficult course in the rolled up waves.

Suddenly a huge wave hit, and the force of the wave impact directly smashed the wooden boat at the foot of Byodoin Temple.

Boom!
"This game was scored by the Spanish team Medanore, the score is 1:1."

(End of this chapter)