"You were too naive in the past. Now you understand that tennis is all about scoring again and again. No matter what skills or means you use in a game, it's all just for scoring." Nanashi opened his eyes, looked at the indignant Momoshiro Takeshi, and said calmly: "Tennis is indeed fun, but as Kamishiro said, you have too much desire for failure, which led to your current strength."

"Kamiyo!!!" Even Yuanshan Feng Yuanyan, who used his ball skills, was stunned.

In my sight, the tennis ball was divided into eight pieces and fell on Toyama Kamishiro Ai's half of the court, with even a trace of blood underneath.

To be precise, the success rate of this skill is about 70%. If it fails, you may even get injured.

However, his subsequent ball skills did not leave any traces on it, which shows how weak his defense is.

"Kamiyo Lan, his talent is far from limited. As a punishment for him, you will let you experience the depth of despair."

"It's too violent. As expected, Kamijou has been changing all the time, but what I showed afterwards was my true self." Sanada Shinobu murmured.

What does number 41 mean?

"Boom!" Kintaro stood still, without moving, and the tennis ball wrapped in thunder fell right under Kintaro.

"That big devil... doesn't even have that kind of defensive ability." Echigo Nanjiro showed a nervous smile before counting his breaths and sat directly back in the coaching seat.

The defensive No. 41 Ghost Path can definitely be broken by Feng Yuan Shen Dai Lan.

"It's boring. You can actually comprehend that much from the Thunder Roar Cannon. Your judgment of him is indeed a little too high."