r18novel #162 - Oni Jujiro appears
#162 - Oni Jujiro appears
Bill was already on the ground, his eyes rolled back, his body stained red with blood.
The American U-17 No. 7 is finished!
As for No. 8, Pete,
he had already been slammed into the wall by Duke Watanabe, his bones fractured all over, completely unconscious, the wall stained red with blood.
"Game over! Team Japan wins! 2 points!"
At this time, the referee announced the score.
Even after the referee announced the score, the American U-17 players hadn't reacted yet.
Now?
What's going on?
What just happened?
Bill, No. 7, and Pete, No. 8, are just finished like that?!
They didn't even understand what happened!
They were just finished like that?!
Slut's face was so gloomy that water could drip from it.
His hands were clenched tightly, trying to calm his angry self.
In the American U-17 crowd, Reinhardt breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: "It seems that crippling seven people can be done!"
Initially, Reinhardt thought he could only cripple five people, but now it seems that seven people can definitely be dealt with!
"This person is suspicious!"
Slut frowned, looking at Irie Kanata.
He had never seen such a bizarre Otherworld!
Strange.
Extremely strange.
Returning to the team, Duke Watanabe smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I've been this crazy!"
Irie Kanata then put on his glasses again, a smile returning to his face, and whispered, "The world is a stage..."
"The world is a stage? How fitting!"
Yukimura said slowly.
In the Japanese team.
Yukimura looked at Onii Jujiro.
"The singles match three will be entrusted to you, Senior Onii."
Because he already knew the outcome of this match.
Onii Jujiro said in a deep voice, "Mm."
After saying that, Onii Jujiro stood up, his scarlet hair and the scars on his face, coupled with his terrifying aura, instantly made the surrounding people feel a palpitation.
Without much language, just the aura alone frightened everyone.
The faces of the First String members showed no worry at all.
American U-17, No. 3, Whistler?
Onii Jujiro glanced warily at Whistler, who had blond hair and a gloomy face.
Whistler's face sank, feeling that terrifying aura that made his scalp tingle!
Even his arm couldn't help but tremble; he might not even be able to resist.
"So scary!"
No wonder Reinhardt would ask them to cripple everyone during the match!
With the strength of this team?
If they went to the World Cup, they would be laughed at.
Inside the court.
The referee announced, "Singles match three, game start, one game match, American team to serve!"
Then Whistler took a deep breath to calm his trembling self!
"Die! Trash!"
After roaring, he threw the tennis ball in his hand high into the air!
His arm, full of power, instantly swung down at the tennis ball.
"Not bad power!"
Onii Jujiro said faintly, looking at the incoming tennis ball.
Then, a flash of darkness flashed in Onii Jujiro's eyes,
He gripped the racket with both hands, and the red racket directly turned black.
He slammed the incoming tennis ball out!
Boom A deafening sound of hitting the ball suddenly rang out, and the tennis ball turned into a powerful cannonball, bursting out!
Wherever it passed, the airflow was crushed!
"Die! All of you die!"
Whistler, looking at such a terrifying tennis ball, no longer suppressed it, and the aura in his body continued to spread around like a tide!
"That is! ?"
All the American U-17 players had terror on their faces!
"Whistler's American Castle!"
Rumble!
Space was shaking.
At this moment, a towering castle appeared behind Whistler, then floated in the air above him.
"It seems that no matter how trashy they are, they still have some strength, otherwise how could they become the American team's No. 3."
Irie Kanata said, pushing his glasses.
"But, to Onii, it's just a pile of ruins."
Byodoin Houou looked at Whistler's castle with disdain.
Onii Jujiro is a true world-class player.
Although Whistler has reached the level of Otherworld.
However, there are also strong and weak in Otherworld.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
In an instant, a group of guards appeared in Whistler's American Castle.
They held bows and arrows in their hands, drew their strings, and aimed at Onii Jujiro!
"Die! Die! All of you die!"
Whistler almost roared it out! The racket in his hand had already swung down at the tennis ball!
Instantly!
A dense rain of arrows rushed towards Onii Jujiro!
The momentum climbed to the extreme!
"Die! Die! Trash! Die!"
"The American team is the strongest!"
In the end, Whistler, who kept roaring, seemed to have lost his mind, constantly repeating some words.
In his eyes, Onii Jujiro was already dead!
The American Castle is the strongest!
"Noisy!"
Onii Jujiro snorted coldly, seemingly not taking Whistler's American Castle seriously at all.
"Go to hell and be noisy!"
Onii Jujiro roared in a low voice.
Suddenly!
His right foot stepped towards the ground, and Onii Jujiro's world-class aura was fully released!
Then, the phantom behind Onii Jujiro appeared!
"!"
The phantom roared angrily, and the entire American U-17 training camp trembled!
"Otherworld — — — · Onigami."
Yukimura's eyes narrowed, this aura was even stronger than before.
Horror, oppression, combat power, fear.
Everyone could feel this aura!
Even some high school students couldn't withstand this aura and almost knelt on the ground!
Including Whistler!
At this time, his face was pale, and his body was constantly trembling.
In the end, although he was still muttering to himself, he could no longer hear what he was saying.
Then, a phantom wearing armor, with a grim face, holding a giant axe, and exuding a dark light, gradually grew larger!
"Otherworld - Onigami!"
Onii Jujiro exuded a black light.
The racket disappeared.
What replaced it was the giant axe in Onigami's hand!
"Crush him! Onii!"
Suddenly.
The Onigami behind Onii Jujiro moved.
The temperature of the entire air instantly dropped to freezing point, making people shudder.
The air made a deafening sound.
Immediately afterwards, a black light flashed,
The tennis ball rolled like a mountain!
"!"
Onigami roared again! Raising the giant axe in his hand, he slashed down at Whistler's American Castle!
Crack The sound of shattering sounded.
Cracks, like spider webs, spread at lightning speed.
The entire castle was instantly covered with cracks.
"Rumble!"
After a loud noise, Whistler's castle began to collapse!
"Ah ah ah ah ah -
一一!"
The next second! Whistler let out a scream that made people's scalps tingle.
"Crack!"
The sound of Whistler's skull cracking was incredibly crisp, a sound everyone could hear clearly.