SFS Chapter 109: Light Ball Destruction, Training Camp Heroes, The End of the Battle of Physical Strengt
Chapter 109: Light Ball Destruction, Training Camp Heroes, The End of the Battle of Physical Strengt
It didn't take long.
Neon U-17 Training Camp, Pitch 1.
boom! ! !
A ball of light hit the concrete wall behind the court.
A huge deep pit with dense spider-web-like cracks appeared in the smoke and dust.
“That was a close call~~~”
Looking at the tragic scene behind him.
The tall and strong player with a Mohawk and a beard couldn't help but wipe his sweat.
"Duke, isn't it time for the show to begin?"
And this moment.
Across the net, a serious and cold teenager with medium-length blond hair, a messy beard, and a white headband spoke in a deep voice to Duke Watanabe opposite him.
The whole person exudes a unique aura of dominance.
"Yes!"
"Boss."
In an instant, Duke Watanabe's eyes became sharp, and a strong aura gradually spread around his body.
However, just when the two were about to continue the game.
"Byodoin."
"There's something I need you to do."
"Well, let's go visit an old friend."
Saito Shi, with his hands in the pockets of his white coat, interrupted the game.
"Old friend?"
"whats the matter?"
Her gaze fell on Saito Susumu, and a strange color flashed in Byodoin Phoenix's eyes.
He seemed quite confused about the so-called 'old friend'.
"The Cliff of Heart."
"Let the ghosts come back as soon as possible."
"The notification for the U-17 World Cup has been sent to the training camp."
"We don't have much time to prepare."
Looking at the concrete wall that had just been repaired yesterday, Saito Zhi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
To make a long story short, I told Byodoin Phoenix.
"Ah."
With a slight movement of his eyes, Byodoin Phoenix answered quite concisely.
at the same time.
The tennis ball in his hand also became exceptionally bright and dazzling at this moment, as if he was holding a sun in his hand.
"destroy......"
All of a sudden.
Accompanied by a terrifying loud noise above Court No. 1.
Filled with unparalleled power, accompanied by unimaginable shock waves, in the raging air waves.
The ball of light went straight over the net.
"not good!"
"It's Light Strike Destruction!"
Without even thinking, Duke Watanabe dodged to the side the first time.
After all, it was obvious that this game would not continue.
If you really try to catch this ball, you will definitely get hurt.
Even if he is strong, he is treated equally.
Between the lightning and flint.
boom! ! !
A roar even more terrifying than the previous one resounded throughout the Neon U-17 training camp.
What was originally a concrete wall now looked dilapidated.
"Ah... I feel so bad for the staff at the training camp~"
He was among the crowd watching from outside the stadium.
A young man with short curly hair, round glasses, and a cute yet handsome look spoke softly.
"Enter the river."
"The No. 1 player in the Neon U-17 training camp is going to tear down the No. 1 pitch and no one will be able to resist."
"Because he's that domineering type of person."
The young man with gray hair and slightly darker skin standing next to him said calmly.
It seemed as if he was accustomed to the situation before him.
"Too."
"If a weak player like me really destroyed some facilities."
"I guess I'll be kicked out of the training camp the next day~"
"Don't you think so, Daqu-senpai?"
Nodding, Irie Kanata had an envious expression and said some rather petty words of emotion.
At the same time, he looked to his left at a young man who looked like he hadn't woken up yet, had long black hair, and was wearing a white headscarf.
"forgive me."
"I don't have the time to worry about these things."
With a sigh, Daqu Longci stood up and walked out of Court No. 1 with his hands in his pockets.
Followed by.
"What do you think, Kimijima-senpai?"
Kanata Irie looked at the young man next to Shuji Tanejima, who was wearing white-framed glasses and had white hair combed back.
"The show is over."
He just nodded, said this, and walked to the other side.
next moment.
"Now is not the time for the moon to appear."
"Let's go, Kaji~"
Before Irie Kanata could shift his gaze to himself.
The young man, who was over two meters tall, with white hair and a few strands of blue-purple hair mixed in his bangs on the left side, said in a deep voice.
He immediately turned around and left.
Next to him was a teenager with fluffy white curly hair and a slightly thin figure.
"Oh My God......"
"It's really boring~!"
Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Irie Kanata couldn't help but sigh.
"Who told you to stay up all night playing the saxophone these past few days?"
"Daqu is so sleepy that he can hardly open his eyes."
Raising his hands and rubbing both sides of his nose, Shuji Tanejima said with deep concern.
Even though he and Irie Kanata both graduated from the Maikoita School in Kyoto, Kansai, they knew each other very well.
But every time this happens, I still get a headache.
Such a great actor...
And at this moment.
Monitoring room.
"No.1 Byodoin Phoenix, No.2 Taneshima Shuji, No.3 Duke Watanabe, No.5 Kaji Hota, No.6 Omagari Ryuji, No.7 Kimijima Ikuto, No.9 Ochi Gekko, No.12 Irie Kanata..."
Looking at the people on the surveillance screen.
There was a strong anticipation in Kurobe Yukio's eyes.
At the same time, a slightly evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Although everyone has reached a pretty good level and knows how to hide their fangs."
"But, it's still too lax."
"Then let's give them a 'gift' after the national competition."
"I wonder if this is a case of the seniors taking a slack and letting the juniors off, or a heavy blow?"
As the words fell.
The monitoring room also returned to its usual quiet state.
The only sound that can be heard is the sound of machines running.
......
Almost an hour later.
On the cliff of heart.
The game between Yukimura Seiichi and Nakagawa Nakagawa is not over yet.
But it's also quite obvious at this moment.
The two's physical strength was being drained at a terrifying rate due to the continuous bombardment.
"Huh...huh...huh..."
"Senior is worthy of being called the Tennis Robot that Shocks the World and Tears the Ghosts."
"And my limit is only about 6,000 balls."
Yukimura Seiichi, with sweat all over his forehead, looked at Nakagawa Naikanomichi opposite him and couldn't help but sigh.
"You're not bad either."
“Not only have we been able to hold on until now, but we’ve even won five games.”
"but..."
"Next, I'm going to win this game!"