#161 - Irie's Different Dimension
#161 - Irie's Different Dimension
"How is this possible!?"
"When did the Neon team get a world-class player!?"
"Damn it! They're clearly just a mediocre team, yet they have a world-class player!"
Slut, Andrew, Whistler, John Xun, and William, the top 5 of the US U-17 team, looked as if they had eaten shit.
Who would have thought that the Neon team would hide a world-class player?
And even put him in Doubles One?
At this time, Duke Watanabe smiled and said, "Dimensional realm, huh! Then it should be my turn, right!?"
"Serve!"
With a low roar from Duke Watanabe! The muscles on his body quickly bulged!
Rip!
His top was instantly ripped apart!
An incomparably terrifying aura spread around him.
"Duke Watanabe!"
Seeing this scene, Andrew couldn't help but exclaim!
"He was the mainstay of the French team before! Duke Watanabe!"
Andrew's words directly shocked everyone in the US U-17 team!
The mainstay of the French team?
Why did he run to the Neon team?
"It's over."
Yukimura's lips curled into a slight smile.
Inside the court!
The intense pain made him cough, and then he spat out blood!
"You can't even handle this much?!"
Irie Kanata took off his glasses, put them in his pocket, and looked at Pete.
Then, Irie Kanata said, "Duke Watanabe, could you please serve a little slower next time?"
"Heh heh! No problem!"
Duke Watanabe's eyes narrowed, and he said with a simple and honest look.
"Then thank you!"
Everyone could hear the conversation between Irie Kanata and Duke Watanabe.
This was completely disregarding the US U-17 team.
But this was also natural.
One world-class player, and one former mainstay of the French U-17 team.
Who could withstand this doubles combination?
"15:0!"
Next, it was Irie Kanata's performance!
"Damn it! Why is it like this!?"
"We are one of the top five strongest teams in the world! Why is this happening!?"
Pete muttered to himself in disbelief.
But no one could tell him the answer.
The answer was that they were too weak!
Pete gritted his teeth, enduring the intense pain in his body and returning to the court.
On the other side.
Duke Watanabe held the tennis ball in his hand and said with a smile, "Then I'll hit it slower!"
Saying that, Duke Watanabe tossed the tennis ball into the air.
His right arm swung down at the tennis ball!
Boom! The explosive power caused the tennis ball to make a loud noise, followed by rolling smoke.
Although Duke Watanabe had reduced his power, it still caused the entire space to vibrate.
The tennis ball pierced through the court and exploded heavily at Pete's feet, raising a cloud of dust.
"Damn it! Don't underestimate me!"
Pete's face turned blue, and after a roar, he slammed the rebounding tennis ball.
The moment the racket and tennis ball collided.
A terrifying airflow instantly spread out from him as the center.
The wind blades formed by the airflow continuously shot back.
"Crack crack crack!"
Pete's arm was constantly trembling, and the strings of the racket were almost broken.
"Damn it!"
Pete roared, ignoring the intense pain in his body and using all his strength to smash the tennis ball back.
Bang! He barely managed to hit the tennis ball back.
And just as Pete hit the tennis ball back, Irie Kanata in front of the net began to move.
"You damn trash! Don't even think about succeeding!"
Bill shouted and instantly blocked Irie Kanata's hitting trajectory.
Hearing his words, Irie Kanata didn't get angry, but smiled slightly and said, "I didn't say I was going to score!"
"It's starting..."
A strange color flashed in Yukimura's eyes.
What exactly will happen with Irie Kanata's dimensional realm?
Yukimura was indeed very curious.
In an instant.
The figure holding a book behind Irie Kanata began to materialize.
Then, a flash of light, that shadow's eyes burst out!
Like a substantial ray of light, the light became more and more dazzling!
This light directly made Bill couldn't help but shield his eyes with his hand.
When he opened them again, his body trembled, and his eyes showed horror!
"No... No...!"
Bill's face instantly turned pale, his eyes constantly bulging, and his eyeballs slowly filled with blood, visibly filling his eyeballs.
Thump!
Unable to withstand the pressure, Bill instantly knelt on the ground.
In front of him, a stage play was being performed.
And the male lead was officially Irie Kanata, the "trash" in his mouth.
As the stage play progressed, the surrounding aura became stronger and stronger, and Irie Kanata in the stage play waved his hand at him, and a white light struck him, instantly leaving a bloody mark on his body.
Fresh blood flowed straight down!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Whether it was his body or his spirit, he had been greatly violated.
The severe pain made Bill constantly let out miserable and painful screams.
Suddenly!
The stage play that was being performed changed.
The surroundings became a park, and in the park, a person wearing knightly clothing and a person wearing a princess dress were dancing in front of the park's fountain.
That knight was Irie Kanata!
Gradually, a slight breeze began to blow in the park, and the breeze blew the leaves, making rustling sounds.
Afterwards, the sky slowly turned yellow, and a hint of coolness struck, causing Bill, who was kneeling on the ground, to shiver.
Then, the leaves quickly withered and constantly fell from the branches.
Clang!
Irie Kanata, as a knight, drew the long sword from his waist and slashed down at Bill!
Shua!!!!!
In an instant, the fallen dead leaves in the entire park formed countless sharp whirlwinds.
"Hiss hiss hiss!"
The sound of skin being cut constantly and quickly rang out,
Bill just wanted to scream, but he found that he couldn't scream no matter what!
Pain! Unprecedented pain!
Bill helplessly fell to the ground!
The ground was stained red with blood!
Bill's consciousness also gradually disappeared.
Falling into deep darkness... ...
Outside the court.
Yukimura smiled slightly: "A very beautiful stage play."
Yukimura thought this stage play was very tragic and beautiful.
And the destructive power was so strong.
It made him feel a little unable to resist wanting to keep watching it, with a sense of fascination and attraction.
As expected of Irie Kanata.
Dimensional mental type - Shakespeare.
Using the dimensional realm to pull the opponent into his own domain, transforming it into a stage play.
This kind of dimensional realm with both beauty and power is not very common.
Even more so, it was a mental attack, which could be said to be an extremely rare world-class skill.
Byodoin Houou snorted coldly and said, "A waste of time!"
Oni Jujiro looked at him and said in a deep voice, "It's already over!"
"Irie is really scary when he's angry!"
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