Chapter 122: Players vs. Oni Jujiro! ...

Giant cauliflower,

Huge, cauliflower.

As soon as it was drawn, it blanketed the entire field, casting a dark shadow that made everyone who saw it twitch their eyes.

“…Eh, eh… Where on earth did he get this thing from…”

That's not the point.

The point is...isn't this giant cauliflower just too huge!?

Even on the other side of the net, the defenseless Oni Jujiro was hit on the head by the giant cauliflower.

The crisp sound, the terrifying image, and the rapid development caught everyone off guard.

Even the coaching staff on the sidelines fell into silence for a long time.

Silence, silence is spreading,

“Eh…Eh…”

In silence, the ghost, struck on the head by a blow, slowly stood up, lifted the giant cauliflower heavily on his head with both hands, and slowly looked up at the black-haired figure on the other side of the net holding the giant cauliflower.

It didn't even fly out with a "whoosh"?

This copy BOSS is a bit interesting,

The player felt the strength of the new dungeon BOSS, which was quite challenging. He nodded with satisfaction and swung the racket. No, now it was a giant cauliflower.

Before the U17 group could even breathe a sigh of relief, they watched helplessly as Oni Jujiro, who had just hit him with a giant cauliflower, was swung over his head with both hands and then punched into the ground.

There was silence for a long time.

U17 everyone: “…”

The coaching staff who witnessed everything: "..."

No, it's a bit scary.

Is this really still the human world?

"Ghost, Ghost Brother...are you still alive?"

After a while, someone managed to organize his words and spoke tremblingly.

Amidst the dust, after a long pause, a struggling yet heavy male voice could be heard, "...still alive."

"That's great, that's great—Brother Gui is still alive, haha..."

I laughed twice, but only bitterness remained.

They all looked silently and in unison at the huge cauliflower that blocked out the sun, and at the dwarf mushroom head that carried the huge cauliflower calmly and without changing his expression.

The U17 bald guys who had just been teased on the sidelines felt inexplicably relieved.

Fortunately, fortunately, I was using a normal tennis racket when I played against them just now. If I had taken out this thing just now...

At this moment, the scene of Onigirijujiro being knocked into the ground by a punch was playing out in everyone's mind.

Yamato Yudai exhaled slowly, "Great... Fortunately, I fought early, so I don't have to be beaten like a gopher, haha..."

“…”

I can't laugh.

The player looked around in surprise. The location of the dungeon BOSS was clearly still there, so how could it suddenly disappear?

The player carrying the giant cauliflower walked around searching everywhere.

In dead silence, everyone watched as Oni Jujiro just crawled out of the pit and was hit by a huge cauliflower that swept past him.

Just as I crawled out a little, my head was hit again.

For a while, the sound of "clang clang clang" continued.

Everyone's mouth corners twitched and they felt cold all over, feeling a kind of melancholy like a rabbit dying and a fox mourning.

Whack-a-mole? It's a bit like...

Sitting on the referee chair, occupying a high position, Irie Kanata, who quickly judged the Mushroom Head's intention based on the trajectory of his movements, was concerned about the ghost's personal safety. He immediately ignored his manners and shouted loudly,

"—Alright, Obtuse! Just stand there and don't move. The ghost will crawl out soon!"

"...It sounds like Brother Ghost really looks like some kind of vengeful spirit..."

"After being hammered like this, even if he's not a vengeful spirit, he's bound to become one..."

At this moment, the vengeful spirit known to everyone, Oni Jujiro, was finally able to crawl out in the true sense with the help of his good friend Kanata Irie, and his feet were firmly standing on the court.

After a long silence, the coaching staff slowly spoke, "Ghost, just grab a normal racket."

Oni Jujiro, who was holding on to the cross racket: "..."

The coaches slowly turned their heads and looked at each other sincerely. "So, Mr. Obtuse, could you please put this killer weapon... um, this cauliflower away for a while?"

"After all, to play tennis, you still need a tennis racket...right?"

Upon hearing this, the player looked at the NPC, then at the giant cauliflower.

Very freely, the black-haired figure walked to the hoop and took out a tennis ball.

Tossing the ball, swinging it, smashing it—"Empty, empty, empty!!"

"—A flawless gravity smash!! Score! Score!!"

"A perfect hit! Fully stun!! Fully stun!!"

The calm bald men suddenly roared, frightening the three coaches so much that they took a big step back.

The player finished showing off, picked up the giant cauliflower, and looked at the NPC.

Although his eyes were completely expressionless, Saito Shigeki could still see the expression "Isn't this something we can fight with?"

…

In the end, the player was punished, his giant cauliflower was confiscated, and he was forced to wear a racket (ordinary version).

Damn game NPCs. Obviously, the special NPCs are not here anymore, but they still put a red lock debuff on the players!

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his back and couldn't help sneezing. "A-choo!"

The Rikkai people, who were looking down at the terrain from the helicopter, were shocked when they heard the sound: "!!"

"What's wrong, Yukimura? Did you catch a cold from standing too high?!"

Yukimura felt the familiar chill on the back of his neck and said slowly, "No...it shouldn't be. This feeling, how should I put it...it seems like it's Kei."

When he said this, everyone fell silent.

"Kina-chan...Is he going to start causing trouble for someone again?"

"Haha, that's impossible..."

"...Is it really impossible?"

“…”

“………”

"Please pray for the guy who was harmed."

I will leave Rikkai University aside for now as they are currently trying to find the cat and praying for the unknown victim of the cat being torn apart by the chicken.

Looking at the players,

Finally, Onigijujiro and Jibaimao officially stepped onto the court.

Oni Jujiro still sticks to his belief - Cross Racket, but the player is unfortunately banned from using the weapon - Giant Cauliflower.

Feeling somewhat guilty for some reason, and avoiding the dead fish eyes staring at him, Saito Shi from the coaching staff coughed.

"Irie, it's almost time to start."

Irie Kanata, who had completely transitioned from player to referee, smiled and said, "Okay, then, Oni and Obtuse-san, please choose a side to serve."

The racket 'slapped' down, the symbol facing up,

——The player serves first!

Standing at the bottom of the court, the player took out a tennis ball from his pocket and glanced at Oni Jujiro across from him.

The dungeon BOSS's health bar has been fully expanded.

Title: 'Hell's Gatekeeper' is dim and not activated.

After experiencing two super-model copy BOSSes, there is even a return and reworked perverted UR,

Players probably figured out that the existence of titles is basically equivalent to the second, third, or even fourth stages of the BOSS's explosive species.

You have to reduce the health bar to a certain level before you can stimulate the dungeon boss to activate the title and enter the next stage of all-round numerical improvement.

Experienced players have become accustomed to these guys who play Gui every day.

Haha, a bunch of cheaters.

[Skill Click: 'Your Butterfly Flash, 365-degree impact against the wall, no spin, bare-handed, 100% chance of catching a blade, the scheming frog touches your belly' is in use...]

【Successful use! 】

Although Oni Jujiro said, "This racket is enough to deal with you," in fact, he did not relax at all while holding the crosshairs racket. It can even be said that his whole body was mobilized.

This ball that was witnessed from the sidelines, this ball that actually came into contact with the opponent - come and see!

Across the net, the black-haired figure spun his fingers, and the ball that fell from his fingertips turned in a circle. At the same time, he raised the racket, and the moment the racket net touched the ball, "Buzz!"

In the next frame after the low humming sound appeared, the yellow ball that fell on the human racket net disappeared instantly!

"—It appeared! The disappearing serve!"

Kijujiro kept his eyes and ears open, his expression unchanged as he quickly scanned every aspect of the court.

The ball will not disappear, it appears to disappear on the retina because its speed is far beyond the range that the naked eye can capture.

But even the aura of the ball can be suppressed to this level that is almost non-existent. Interesting.

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz" suddenly appeared like a reminder. Oni Jujiro instantly turned his head and aimed at the high-speed spinning earth falling from the white line at the bottom behind him.

Raise your arm, swing the racket, and grab it with all your strength——

The U17 players suddenly remembered the key point and shouted heartbreakingly,

"Brother Gui—you're using a crosshair racket, there's no way you can get it out!!!"

The next second, the racket with only two crosshairs managed to touch the ball in a special way in front of everyone's sight.

When Kijujiro felt the upward force from the racket, his expression changed slightly.

Although I had anticipated the match between Yamato and I, I never expected that this guy's strength could reach this level without showing off.

As expected, as expected——

At the point where the crosshairs of the racket intersected, the ghost forcibly pulled against it with the friction caused by the high-speed rotation.

The rotation will continue to weaken. As long as you find the weak point, you can strike back head-on.

Oni Jujiro, launch the official attack!

The moment I found the right time to strike back, I suddenly had a sharp intuition.

Sensing something was wrong with the power transmitted by the racket, Oni Jujiro couldn't help but lower his head.

There was a clear "click" sound.

The crosshairs snapped crisply, and when the yellow ball finished its high-speed rotation and bounced back, it hit the center of the intersection exactly.

The formal attack that was about to be launched failed because the string suddenly broke.

The ghost holding the racket looked at the empty broken string, then turned around and shot out the yellow ball, successfully scoring.

Irie Kanta blew the whistle, "15:0!"

The U17 players on the sidelines endured it again and again, and finally tried to say seriously, "It's okay, Brother Gui, it's okay! There's still time to buy a new racket!"

"——That's right! It's just one point! Brother Gui, there's still time!"

Although their gloating was almost written on their faces, they still tried their best to appear serious.

Oni Jujiro didn't show any expression they imagined. He just stared at the racket with broken strings in his hand for a while, then calmly walked to the side of the court, took the new racket provided by the coaching staff, pinched the net string and retracted it twice.

This kid...

On the surface, it is just a cross-line racket, but it is specially made by Onijujiro and is definitely not weaker than any normal racket in terms of strength.

Even so, it's impossible to withstand his shot...

Onijūjirō appears again with a new racket in hand.

It is still the player's serve.

ClickClickClick——all skills activated!

After facing the 'Butterfly Ball' head-on for the first time, Oni Jujiro quickly began to grasp the pattern.

The moment you hear the 'buzzing' sound, it's the signal that the ball has landed and can be hit back. This ball is undoubtedly a ball with full speed points, but since no one can match it in speed, it must be lacking in other aspects.

You can definitely find—

Gui Da took a big step back, twisted his waist and swung his arms to use the force to rush forward. With great momentum, he carried the ball that was spinning at high speed at the baseline.

The 'buzzing' sound changes into a sharp sound caused by the high-speed friction between the racket net and the ball.

Everyone couldn't help but cover their ears. The onijujiro who was facing them swung his left arm, which was knotted with muscles. He swung his arm with all his strength, carrying the incomparable pressure and struggling.

There were faint traces of the ball sinking downwards on the racket. This was the first time I saw a ghost and a ball pulling to such an extent.

The expressions of everyone on the sidelines became solemn unconsciously.

There was a stalemate, a stiffness, a sharp sound, and finally - the ghost put his hands together to hold the racket and suddenly resisted the attack!

“Empty, empty, empty, empty—!”

Oni Jujiro successfully hit back the ball with just brute force!!

“——Ghost Brother!!”

"——beat back the devil!!"

"I've cracked it! This kid's ultimate serve—!!"

The player quickly raised his eyes, skipped the noise of the NPC on the side of the field with one click, turned his racket and took a step back to meet the ball that was coming with great momentum and even a faint glow of fire, and swung it just right!

Without any delay or stagnation, it hit back with a smooth "bang".

Fast, precise, agile, and even - easy!

The coaching staff raised their eyebrows slightly, and Tokugawa Kazuya's eyes reflected the ball.

Oni Jujiro shouted "Good timing" and after seeing the power of Yagi Kei in one ball, he immediately made the most correct judgment and gave up the one-handed shot. He used two hands to shoot every ball from then on.

This was undoubtedly the most correct choice he made.

As the ball hit the racket, the ghost suddenly stopped.

All the sensations coming from the racket prove that the power of the return ball has doubled!

As a power-type player, Onijushirou will never admit defeat in terms of strength.

He resisted the ball with all his might, his arms were muscular, his tendons were prominent, and the direction of his strength was clear.

The small yellow ball rubbed at high speed was suddenly compressed and exerted force under the gravity and pressure, and finally - it turned into a ball of fire!

"--go!"

The ball shot straight at the net like a fireball, and even just brushing against the top edge of the net was threatening to burn.

The person who faced the meteor remained calm and composed, without any change in his expression.

Swing the racket as usual, stretch your arms, face the ball - hit back!

The doubled power didn't even linger in his hands for a second, and disappeared in an instant, causing no trouble at all.

But in comparison... the situation of Oni Jujiro on the other side is quite tricky. Not only does he need to pull back and forth, but the pulling process is also completely heavy.

The contrast between the two states was so sharp that the hearts of the spectators could not help but rise.

The moment Oni Jujiro received the ball again, his guess was confirmed, and the force of his return ball doubled again!

From doubling the power of the first ball to quadrupling it with the second ball, if this kid can keep going like this... the power of this ball will definitely reach a level that none of them can withstand!

They pulled again, and although it was only a few balls back and forth, it seemed extremely long to the U17 crowd outside the field.

Time seems to be slowed down in this back and forth, but from the player's perspective,

A once, A once, A once, A once again,

Hey, why can't the NPC attack?

That’s perfect, come on A——!

By the time the tenth ball was pulled, the force attached to the ball had climbed to a terrifying twenty times!

The momentum of the yellow ball grew stronger and stronger, almost like a violent tornado meteorite. People who witnessed this ball could not imagine what kind of damage it would cause if it did not hit the net or the court.

Horrible, too horrible, whether it was Onigi Jujiro who was fighting back, or the guy who dragged Onigi Jujiro to this stage,

It's so completely terrifying!

11th goal——

Oni Jujiro's arms were ferocious, and his expression could no longer maintain its previous calmness, which was a little exaggerated, but the ball he received was even more exaggerated.

The high-speed spinning ball is not just an ordinary tennis ball—it’s almost like a nuclear bomb!

The ghost was still trying to find an opportunity to counterattack, but in vain. The power that had increased twenty-two times was already close to the limit of what the racket in his hand could withstand -!

"Boom—empty, empty, empty, empty!"

The racket flew out of his hand and flew out of the court. The ghost knelt on one knee, his chest heaving.

But that's not the point.

The key point was the protective wall of the stadium behind him, which spread out ferociously in all directions with the ball in the center as the point. With just this one ball, a large section of the protective wall of the entire stadium was shattered!

Broken walls, rubble, flying gravel, and dense dust filled the air. The U17 players watched helplessly as the field was reduced to ruins by a single goal.

It was very difficult, and after a long time, someone finally spoke tremblingly.

"W-Where did this kid come from..."

"Is he really still a human being..."

This destructive power, this lethality, this almost overwhelming strength,

Kanata Irie pushed his glasses. As the referee on the court, he could be said to be the person who witnessed Yagi Kei's serve and return most clearly after Oni Jujiro.

Compared to Oni Jujiro's strenuous struggle, he acted so relaxed, so comfortable, and so casual.

It was as if that was all, not even to the point where he needed to be serious, and it did not touch his true strength at all.

...Oh no,

Although he was thinking this in his heart, Irie Kanata's eyes, which were covered by the lenses, showed a hint of excitement.

If someone could bring out his true strength, if someone could fully display it—

“30:0!”

The sharp whistle blown by Irie Kanata awakened all those who were stunned by the goal.

Gui regained his composure briefly, and stood up, holding his racket. He did not look back at the ruins of the ball behind him, or perhaps the result was already in his mind.

At this moment, the only opponent on the other side of the net remained in his eyes.

Kei Yagi.

The player didn't care about it at all, just took out the ball and continued, throwing the ball, swinging the racket, and hitting it - "Buzz buzz buzz buzz!"

[Skill used successfully! ]

Oni Jujiro was caught in a dilemma. No matter how hard he tried to stop and struggle, his strength in this state could not even reach 22 times.

Everyone on the sidelines could only listen to Irie Kanata's whistles blow one after another.

“Beep—40:0!”

"Beep—Kijujiro vs Obtuse-san, 1:0!"

Two whistles completely announced that Onigi Jujiro was shaved bald in the opponent's serve and failed to win any points.

The atmosphere of silence spread again.

This time it was directed at Onijūjiro.

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to provoke him. The three coaches, especially Takushi Ryuji, changed their expressions from disbelief to seriousness.

Oni Jujiro could be said to be the team member who had the closest training with him, but with his level of skill, he couldn't even compete with this skinny and weak-looking boy in terms of strength...

Saito Shi and Kurobe Yukio, armed with computers and monitoring equipment, have activated all surveillance cameras around the stadium to record and analyze the ongoing match.

From the speed, trajectory, angle of each ball to the conditions of the two players when the ball was hit, everything was captured in the electronic camera.

Irie Kanata blew the whistle, the serve changed, and now it was Oni Jujiro's turn—!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Onigirijiro took a deep breath.

The player noticed that the title above the opposing dungeon boss's head was still gray and not activated.

oh?

While the player was checking the status, Oni Jujiro finally moved.

He pulled a handful of balls from the basket.

Seeing this, everyone on the sidelines was shocked, "This, this is..."

"——Is Onii-chan about to start?!"

Throw the ball, bend your knees, swing the racket—"Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!"

The player looked up and saw five tennis balls heading straight for the net!

The people on the sidelines who also saw the number of balls were stunned, "There were actually five balls at the start..."

The number of balls increases, but for players, it is the same basic attack.

There is nothing that a normal attack can't solve, and if there is - then attack again!

Gate A!

The five tennis balls arrived in front of the black-haired figure at lightning speed. Yamato Yudai, who was leaning against the wall, straightened up slightly when he saw this.

The racket intercepted and pressed, "——empty, empty, empty!"

With lightning speed and without any pause, five balls were hit back quickly.

“……!”

The ghost said nothing about this, but just added another goal after receiving the five balls!

Now there are six tennis balls rushing towards the black-haired boy on the other side of the net!

Players ignore all these fancy tricks and keep on attacking!

The number of returned balls increased again - seven!

The player hit the ball back, and Onijujiro added another ball, bringing the number of balls to eight!

Eight high-speed spinning balls coming at me with all their might—"Empty, empty, empty, empty!!"

"I was beaten back again!"

"If he can't even handle eight balls, then that means..."

Kijujiro's eyes glared, and suddenly—on the next shot after returning the ball, another goal was added!!

Now the number of balls hit simultaneously has risen to nine balls, which is something that few people in the field can achieve.

The coaching staff turned the camera even further, focusing the entire frame on this match.

Like lightning, nine yellow tennis balls, carrying an unparalleled momentum, rushed straight towards the face of the black-haired boy on the other side of the net.

This time, even Tokugawa Kazuya on the sidelines leaned forward slightly, looking more towards the field.

The player takes a step sideways, raises his arm, swings his racket, and hits the nine-ball without hesitation—!

"Empty, empty, empty, empty!"

"Fight, fight back..."

"Nine balls actually succeeded, doesn't that mean..."

Across the net, Oni Jujiro, who had been silent since serving, suddenly raised his eyes and looked deeply at the person whose expression remained unchanged.

He reached out again and swung his racket—

Seeing his action, everyone realized the seriousness of the situation.

After nine goals, that was the final goal… ten goals. In the entire U17 team, only Tokugawa Kazuya, Oni Jujiro, and the guys ranked in the top 20 could achieve that—

“BOOM BOO ...

With a sudden roar like thunder, Gui did not hold back at all. Ten balls was already extremely close to his ultimate strength, but now, when dealing with this kid - he must test out his true strength!

Ten tennis balls flew through space like meteors, heading straight for the finish line. Yamato Yudai, Tokugawa Kazuya, three members of the coaching staff, and all the U17 players present were watching this ball closely.

They waited and waited for the result of this ball.

Hitting back ten tennis balls at the same time, if it was this guy...

The player looked at the ball in front of him, and was really silent as he tried to test the opposing dungeon boss with one ball at a time.

Ouch... Is this some kind of test, like if a certain number of balls are reached, it will explode...

etc,

The player slowly remembered that the red lock seemed to only lock the player's [Weapon], and the attack method did not seem to be locked, which meant...

——In this regard, players are free!!

The black-haired boy took a sideways step, turned, and raised his arm, and his racket just caught all ten balls. Under the close watch of everyone, he hit them back without any hesitation!

“——!!!”

"Ten, ten balls can't stop him!?"

"Who the hell is this kid?!"

Not to mention stopping him, he even lost almost no energy, his face was not red and he was not out of breath, and he was getting better and better with each fight.

Horrible, horrible——!!

When everyone realized this, they felt a chill down their spines.

Such a young and talented person, but such a supermodel, this guy is really not...

“—Wait! Something’s wrong!!”

Suddenly someone caught sight of something, pointed blankly at the air and exclaimed,

"W-What's wrong?"

"What did you see, Matsudaira?"

The sharp-eyed person, Matsudaira Chikahiko: "The number, the number is wrong--!!"

When he said this, everyone was shocked.

Kanata Irie in the referee's seat reacted quickly and looked over.

The number of balls that were hit back, as Onijushirou increased one by one, had already reached the tenth ball, which was very close to the limit.

So now if I'm not mistaken it's one, two, three, four... nine, ten... eleven!?!

Wait, how could this happen?! How could there be an eleventh goal!?!

Irie Kanata was confused for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses.

This eleventh goal—it was clearly put in by this kid himself!!

So, what he had just hit back was not the ten goals that everyone knew - it was eleven goals, which was far more than ten goals! !

The moment Irie Kanata figured it out, it didn't take long for everyone in U17 to figure it out as well.

At this moment, they looked at the black-haired figure on the other side of the net, their eyes full of disbelief and fear of the "monster".

Ten balls wasn't enough, and he actually had to increase the difficulty himself—

Who the hell is this kid? ! !

The moment Matsudaira exited, Onijūjiro noticed that the number of balls was not right.

Eleven goals? He comes with bad intentions.

He calmed down, suppressed his momentum, and became extremely calm. He held the racket with both hands and took a deep breath.

Interesting boy——but he won't give up just because of these eleven goals!!

It was just eleven balls, he wouldn't back down at all——

Seeing Oni Jujiro on the field ready to face the eleven-ball burst head-on, everyone in U17 couldn't help but sweat for him.

Yamato Yudai looked towards the field with difficulty, feeling really in a dilemma.

But soon, a keen sense of familiarity and alertness to danger kept sounding alarms in my mind.

Enduring the sharp sting, he looked at the eleven balls about to touch Kijujiro's racket, confused and helpless.

Eleven balls... um, eleven balls... um? ?

wrong!

Among the ten yellow balls, there was a grenade that he was very familiar with, a grenade that he had come into close contact with and stepped on just an hour ago!

Yamato Yudai: "..."

Yamato Yudai: "?!!!!"

He could no longer care about anything else. His mind went blank, and he emitted the most intense and sharp sound of his life—

"No—don't hit me, ghost!!!"

"T-That's not a tennis ball at all—it's a bomb!!!"