Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 601: Albert Federer's Defeat, the Impatient and Frivolous Lord of Hell

"Boom!"

The moment the first drop of blood fell to the ground, the originally huge and scorching blood-red storm seemed to be split into two by an invisible big hand, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a huge roar rose from behind Albert Federer. The sound seemed to be the prelude to the coming of the doomsday dust storm, making people feel extremely desperate and fearful.

Dong~dongdong~~~

It was not until the tennis ball, now in a shapeless state, stopped charred outside the baseline that the entire court seemed to wake up from a nightmare.

Albert Federer smiled bitterly, his voice weak and hoarse: "What a terrifying guy~"

After he finished speaking, his face instantly turned as pale as paper, and then turned pale again.

Finally, his body lost support and he collapsed to the ground powerlessly, completely losing consciousness.

Albert Federer is a power player who is keen on muscle training. Because of this, he not only possesses the absolute strength of Switzerland, but also makes his mental strength reach an extremely powerful state.

However, even though he tried his best in this match, he was defeated by Onijūjiro's powerful strength, both in terms of strength and mental strength.

Of course, if Albert Federer could extend the mental power in the bloody storm to the other-dimensional realm, it is possible that Jijujiro might encounter setbacks in this game.

However, reality is not an illusion after all, and there are not so many assumptions and ifs.

"It's worse than I imagined."

"But for someone born in doubles to hold his own against a similar opponent born in singles, Senior Albert is already doing quite well."

"At the same time, after this battle, perhaps Senior Albert will truly awaken."

"Indeed, I didn't expect that Onijushirou-senpai had gone this far."

"It's just that I was a little impatient after all. I guess I lost a lot of the red water given to the senior from Byodoin."

"Drinking too much medicine, no matter how safe it is, will still lead to an unstable foundation and frivolous strength."

"After all, Oni-senpai doesn't have the ability of Byodoin-senpai."

Beichuan, who was standing under the court, frowned slightly as he looked at the unconscious Albert Federer. He touched his chin and muttered to himself.

At this moment, a dark and deep aura seemed to turn into a huge storm, sweeping towards Beichuan with an overwhelming force.

Along with it, there was also a light ball shining with brilliant light.

Obviously, Oni Jujiro on the court also discovered his familiar junior at the first moment.

At this moment, he was looking at Beichuan with a serious and calm expression, and his eyes seemed to contain endless profound meaning.

"Junior Beichuan."

Kijujiro's voice slowly came over, echoing in the air with a hint of vicissitudes. "It's been a long time since we last met, but I'm impressed by you~"

Beichuan couldn't help but sigh and said softly: "Senior, you are not bad either."

"Just to improve your own strength, yet you are so impatient and frivolous. Could it be that Senior Zeng has also embarked on the path of Senior Zeng of Byodoin?"

Now, Byodoin Phoenix did not become the domineering king with a bad temper, but Oni Jujiro became an impatient and frivolous lord of hell, which made Kitagawa's heart full of emotion and doubts.

Then, Beichuan held the racket in his hand straight with lightning speed.

His eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, and he suddenly leaped forward like a cheetah ready to pounce.

In the air, his body spun 360 degrees rapidly like a top, and then he swung the racket in his hand with great force.

In an instant, the extremely dazzling light seemed to be suddenly pinched by an invisible big hand and collapsed instantly.

At the same time, a huge explosion sounded throughout the entire stadium. The sound was deafening, as if it was going to shatter the entire world.

Looking again, a light brighter and more dazzling than before suddenly appeared.

"call out!"

Immediately, an extremely small yet extremely dazzling light appeared between the stadium and Beichuan.

In a blink of an eye, the light completely enveloped Jijujiro on the court.

However, this ball only knocked the racket out of the opponent's hand, and did not directly attack the opponent's body.

"Honestly, I didn't expect to meet you, Junior Beichuan, here."

Kijujiro looked at the flying racket, narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke slowly.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is a member of your Swiss U-17 national team."

"Honestly, at the moment, apart from you, the Swiss U-17 team probably can't put too much pressure on us."

Kijujiro took a deep look at the racket that had flown out from behind him, and his pupils shrank slightly in an instant.

It is no exaggeration to say that at that moment, he was completely unaware of anything.

It can be seen how fast and powerful the ball was.

This was definitely beyond Gui Jujiro's imagination and made him feel incredible!

However, for Kitagawa, Onijushirou did not have any negative feelings towards him.

There is even a feeling of mutual appreciation for it.

You know, if Kitagawa hadn't played against him at the Heart Cliff of the Neon U-17 training camp, and if the other party hadn't provided Akasui to Irie Kanata and Byodoin Phoenix, then Onigi Jujiro might still be stuck in Stadium No. 5 as a goalkeeper, supporting the younger generation.

And he would not be able to reach the top professional level in such a short time.

Before that, when he learned that Beichuan had reached the master level, he did not feel jealous or fighting intention at first, but rather felt emotional.

Even though this thought was the first one that came to his mind, it still made Onigiri slightly stunned.

Perhaps when he and Beichuan looked at each other on the field of the Neon U-17 training camp, he already had a premonition that Beichuan would become an extremely bright rookie.

"Maybe it's fate."

Kitagawa chuckled, looked at Onijūjiro beside him, and said gently.

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze turned to Albert Federer, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and he immediately walked towards him.

"Is it fate?"

Kijujiro leaned over slightly and picked up the racket that had fallen at his feet.

There was an elusive light in his eyes, a meaningful smile on his face, and he softly repeated Beichuan's words.

Kitagawa came to Albert Federer, squatted down and began to check his condition.

After a while.

"Senior Ghost is really ruthless."

"If he hadn't received timely treatment, I'm afraid my teammate's future tennis career would have been ruined."

Beichuan sighed helplessly, his face full of worry, and said

"It doesn't matter what sport it is, as long as it's competitive."

Kijujiro stood up straight, crossed his arms, his eyes grew stern, and he spoke slowly.

"Then as long as I desire confrontation, it will be either him or me who will perish."

"The weak have no rights in front of the strong!"