……
As time passed, the U17 was filled with people training.
At dusk, the setting sun shone on this huge base, making it look gorgeous and beautiful!
On a secluded tennis court.
Bang!
There was the sound of a tennis ball being hit.
The two figures running on the field were Zhiguang Jing and Gui Jujiro.
Phew...
Jing Zhiguang, who was currently fighting against a ghost, did not know that his coach had roughly figured out his data. He did not dare to be distracted at all.
"Bang!"
He returned another powerful tennis ball. Boom, just by listening to the sound of the tennis ball hitting the air, one could tell how terrifying the power of this ball was.
"I really didn't expect Light Lord's strength to be so great, to be able to fight against ghosts so many times!”Watching from the side, Iriko couldn't help but sigh.
"Stop pretending. Don't tell me you can't tell that Jing Zhi's strength is far inferior to a ghost's. He's just using his skills to resolve it like you!”Tanashima sat at the side, propping his head up with his arms as he said angrily.
For the past few days, Jing Zhiguang had been dragging them into a fight, so they didn't know if something had happened or if they had been provoked by something.
It couldn't be helped. Jing Zhiguang realized that when he practiced with these experts, he could feel that his body had improved a little every time. This feeling made him want to practice sparring every day.
Zhiguang also realized that the system was unable to scan the ghost's strength. This made him know that the other party was definitely a world-class player who had broken through 7 in one aspect. At this time, he knew about Shuji Shuji's fifth dimension.
Shuji Tanejima
[Speed: 5 Strength: 5 Stamina: 5 Technique: 6 Spirit: 7
With such numbers and his powerful ultimate skill, the 'Nothing' that rendered everything useless, he was probably not weaker than an average world-class player.
"Don't get distracted!"
Boom!
A yellow streak of light rushed over with a majestic aura. The wind pressure brought by the tennis ball caused the surrounding dust to rise. What a monster. Jing Zhiguang couldn't help but complain in his heart when he thought about the ghost lifting a one-ton barbell during training.
He raised his left hand slightly and swung the racket at the tennis ball.
Boom!
A burst of impact hit him, and the force seemed to have passed through the racket and created a cloud of dust behind him. His left wrist turned slightly, and his arm shook slightly. The coordination of his entire body allowed Jing Zhiguang to easily receive the tennis ball. He swung the racket with force.
It was as if he had hit the tennis ball back. The tennis ball shot out like an arrow leaving the bow.
Bang! Bang!
The ghost on the other side took out another tennis ball and hit it with all its might.
"Let's begin, Guang Brat…"
Zhiguang Jing, who had been playing more than one ball a few days ago, couldn't help but admire the unique training method of the U17 team. Who would have thought of such a training method? It was really good for the players 'skills and various aspects. Of course, the prerequisite was that they could adapt to the style of playing more than one tennis ball at the same time.
"Senior Ghost, add a little more!”Zhiguang smiled at Oni Jujiro and threw two more yellow tennis balls at him.
He swung the racket with his left hand.
Bang bang!
The sound of four balls hitting the ball rang out instantly, echoing in the air above the stadium.
" Interesting..." A smile appeared on the ghost's slightly hideous face." Then let's increase the heat!"”
He was holding four tennis balls in his hands…
……
Saitou felt a headache as he watched Zhiguang training with the ghost on the monitor. What kind of opponent should he arrange for tomorrow? This was really a difficult problem!
"Is this the training plan for tomorrow?”
Looking at the busy figure of Takuji Ryuji, Saitou looked at the long training list and asked curiously.
"Hmm, since his strength is extraordinary, then the original setting will no longer work. We need to revise the training plan!”
Tuo Zhitou did not stop what he was doing and said without turning his head.
Saitou could not help but grumble as he looked at Takuzu Ryuji who was editing and Yukio Kurobe who was sitting beside him.
"Why are you so free?"
"In my opinion, why don't we just choose the top player in the stadium? We'll keep playing and eventually figure out his strength. Anyway, this person has already entered the U17, right?”
The Black Sect stroked his slightly curled hair and said casually.
"..." Saitou was speechless. What he said made sense. There was no need to be in such a hurry to figure out Jing Zhiguang's actual strength. After all, there were still two people in the house who he had yet to see through. It was simply impossible to determine!
……
On this remote court, if an ordinary high school student saw it, they would probably be dumbfounded because the tennis balls were flying everywhere…
On the court, Zhiguang's eyes flashed as he watched the eight balls fly over. He waved at the tennis balls.
Bang bang-bang!
The sound of consecutive shots rang out, and all the tennis balls were instantly returned.
"Then, how about another one?”The ghost smiled. The scar on his face made him look even more ferocious.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Looking at the sky full of tennis balls, he said," This isn't enough, Senior Ghost!”
The corners of Zhiguang's mouth curled up slightly.
"Oh?" Tanashima and Irie's eyes lit up. Did they have a breakthrough?
Zhiguang's proficiency in the previous training was at eight balls, and nine balls was probably his limit. He couldn't last that long. It seemed like the situation had changed?
Zhiguang took out another tennis ball and tossed it into the air.
Zhiguang's eyes narrowed as he looked up at the tennis balls. He raised the racket in his left hand and swung it at the tennis balls.
There was only the sound of balls being hit.
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
All the tennis balls were swept away, and nine yellow lights streaked across the air and rushed straight at Gui Jujiro.
" This kid…" A smile appeared on his face." He's too simple!”
This was far from the limit of a ghost to hit nine tennis balls. He raised his racket and easily swung it at the tennis balls.
Whoosh--
Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of the ball cutting through the air could be heard as it flew back at high speed. Moreover, it carried a huge impact force that pressed down on the air and made a roaring sound.
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