Prince of Tennis: Advent of Hyotei!

Push off the ground, jump up, and swing the racket!

The sweet spot is very hit!

The sound of the ball hitting the ground was so loud that it was as if all the energy was concentrated and exploded at one point.

The tennis ball turned into a golden beam of light and fell rapidly.

"boom!!"

A huge roar resounded throughout the venue at this moment.

It exploded the instant it hit the ground, with a terrifying impact force, like a blazing fireball, sweeping past rapidly with blazing flames.

“BOOM——!!”

The next moment, the guardrail of the stands behind Kintaro collapsed instantly.

The tennis ball was deeply embedded in it, and its strong rotation brought up a cloud of dust that spread in the wind.

The audience in some areas were instantly frightened and fled, all dispersed towards the other two.

This goal seemed to cast a thick shadow in their hearts.

Looking at the destructive power released by this ball, the whole audience was speechless.

"10...15-0."

The referee also began to stutter when faced with the scene caused by the ball.

Long before today's match started, his colleagues learned that they were here to conduct the match between Hyotei and Shitenhoji, so they asked him to be mentally prepared.

At first he didn't take it seriously. What's the big deal about just one game?

Even though it was known that Ye Shifeng's performance in the Kanto region was given the title of "King of Destruction" by major sports newspapers.

I just think that the power should be stronger.

Now, he finally understood that this title was not a fictitious one, but a real one!

At this moment, Kintaro just stood there in a daze, as if his soul had drifted away.

"terrible."

Cai Qianguang was so frightened that he couldn't stop trembling.

"With this kind of power, he's a complete monster, right?"

Ken Oshitari swallowed subconsciously and felt his throat dry.

After imagining for a moment if he were facing such a serve, he immediately shook his head.

Bai Shi asked curiously: "Gin, if this is your 108th wave ball..."

"No, no, no, even if it's a 208, it can't beat that!"

Ishida Gin quickly shook his head, thinking that he was completely unqualified to make the comparison.

He didn't even have the courage to face this ball.

"This attack of his was too incredible."

"Is this the level that Perfect Fit can reach?"

Qiansui was shocked, but couldn't help but guess in his mind.

The damage caused by this ball was really too shocking.

"Oh no, what should Xiao Jin do?"

"Xiao Jin seems to be distracted?"

Golden Koharu and Ichiuji Yuji are extremely worried about Kintaro.

Watanabe Osamu rarely restrained his lazy and casual look, and stared at the field with a frown.

Obviously, what Kintaro is doing now is very wrong.

"The red-haired boy from Shitenhoji must be completely frightened?" Atobe judged.

"When faced with such a powerful serve, I'm afraid that no matter who it is, they will be scared when they see it for the first time." Oshitari couldn't help but say.

At this time, Ye Shifeng continued to serve.

"boom--"

"30-0!"

"boom--"

"40-0!"

"boom--"

"This round is won by Ye Shifeng, 1-0!"

The first round ended, and Kintaro still stood there motionless.

From the time Ye Shifeng hit the first ball until now, even the expression on his face has not changed.

"Xiao Jin!"

Bai Shi tried to call out.

But it didn't work, Kintaro just stood there like an empty shell.

But at this moment, his heart was in a state of intense activity.

He seemed to be trapped in a space.

Here, he saw another version of himself who was completely black, and he tried his best to stop him from leaving.

"No, don't go."

"You can't catch it! He's too strong!"

A deep voice, as if coming from the abyss.

"I want to compete. Everyone is waiting for me."

Xiao Jin muttered to himself.

"Don't go, you can't win!"

"Don't go, you can't win!"

"..."

The devilish voice keeps echoing in my heart.

Until a voice came from nowhere.

"Xiao Jin, wake up! Aren't you afraid of my murderous hand?"

"Poison...Poisonous hands!"

Instantly, Kintaro jumped up in panic.

He looked around, trying to find Bai Shi, and was relieved to see that he was still on the sidelines.

But at the same time, he also realized that he was in the game.

But when he turned around, he was startled: "Hey! Brother Baimao, why are you here?"

Ye Shifeng pointed to the other half of the court and said, "Red-haired boy, it's time to change sides."

"It's your serve game next, hit it as hard as you can."

Hearing this, Kintaro looked at the scoreboard on the sidelines.

I found myself losing the first game.

When he noticed the ruins behind him, he finally recalled the scene of Ye Shifeng's horrific serve in his mind.

Because of this ball, he was afraid.

Some people even resort to self-isolation in an attempt to protect themselves mentally.

"So strong."

Kintaro muttered, then walked to the other half of the court.

After throwing the ball up, he sent it out as quickly as possible.

"boom!"

It was an ordinary goal, without any threat at all.

Ye Shifeng only needed to give a flat blow to make Kintaro unable to move.

The tennis ball exploded at the baseline in an instant.

"boom!"

"0-15."

"It's not even on the same level."

"Not just Xiao Jin, but all of us."

Shiraishi Kuranosuke touched his temple with his left hand, and at this moment he finally realized the situation.

At the same time, he also regretted letting Kintaro face such a strong enemy.

For a first-year junior high school kid, it's too early for a confrontation of this magnitude!

"Where on earth is this monster from?"

Chitose Chisato's heart couldn't help but break down.

Even if he unlocked his talent to the fullest, he couldn't easily crush Kintaro.

Not to mention, every time the outcome is decided with just one shot.

"No wonder he doesn't seem too happy to use his ultimate move of Perfection on Kintaro."

"If he is still just normal now, then Kintaro is not qualified to let him do that."

"Oops……"

Thinking about it, Ye Shifeng had already promised to let them see the level of perfection.

He immediately felt remorseful and even worried about Kintaro.

After this match, Kintaro might not even be able to continue playing tennis.

"boom--"

"This round is won by Ye Shifeng, 2-0!"

On the field, the score continued to grow.

The situation is completely one-sided.

"Are you scared, red-haired boy?"

Ye Shifeng asked a question that went straight to the soul.

"I, I don't know."

Kintaro hesitated, and his heart began to waver.

He wanted to catch the ball, but he clearly couldn't.

The court was only this big, but every ball Ye Shifeng hit felt too far away.

It was as if the court became infinitely wide when trying to catch up with Ye Shifeng's attack.

This feeling of powerlessness even made him feel suffocated.

"Is that all your tennis is?"

"Don't you want to challenge me? You are at a disadvantage, so you really don't want to fight back?"

Ye Shifeng continued to ask, more like forcing him.

"I……"

Kintaro was speechless, but he felt restless inside.

At this time, Bai Shi on the sidelines was the most shocked.

"How does he know Kintaro's favorite saying?"

"And this seems to be intended to inspire Kintaro to fight?"

"why?"