And the next scene completely refreshed the views of Echizen Ryoma, Yukimura Seiichi, Shiraishi Kuranosuke, and, well, the belated arrival of Toyama Kintaro.

"Phew, we're finally here, how did the game go..."

Kintaro Toyama had just arrived at the edge of the court when he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing around. With Souji Hata as the center, the wind was even more surging. The howling wind and white mist formed a terrifying storm, and the tennis ball played by Echizen Ryoma was directly

Drawn into the storm.

Four pairs of eyes widened, looking at the storm in front of them in shock, as well as the huge cyan figure looming above the storm.

Chic, ethereal, fierce, violent, free!

Countless contradictory auras appeared on the huge cyan figure.

At this moment, everyone felt that this figure was the incarnation of the wind. No, it should be the master of the wind.

"Zi la!"

The next moment, accompanied by two roaring winds, two half-sized tennis balls were shot out like arrows, each perfectly pressed into the bottom corners of both sides of Echizen Ryoma's court, while Echizen Ryoma was still immersed in the terrifying scene just now.

, unable to extricate himself for a while.

The next moment, the strong wind dissipated, everything became calm, and the surrounding scene took on a unique emptiness and tranquility after the passing of the strong wind.

The four of them looked at the figure standing on the court with shocked eyes, worshiping him like a god.

Under the shocked eyes of the four people, Mr. Bantian smiled faintly.
Chapter completed!