In front of the tennis court, two players faced off.
Suddenly, a hurricane appeared in the sky, lightning thundered, and a whirlpool of flames burned the sky!
One hundred and eight types of wave ball!
Kirihara Akaya on the opposite side was frightened on the spot.
"What kind of tennis is this?!"
There was a slight change in the tone of his voice.
The ball came with the vision of a volcanic eruption, as if it was going to tear him apart!
Gu Chengyou glanced at the yellow tennis ball that made a hole in the ground, and put the racket across his shoulder.
"This is... Creation Tennis."
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This is an essay, there is no guarantee of updates, I am just looking for something to write for fun, it is just mindless. For details, please see the names of the supporting characters below. Brothers, just relax and have fun, clasp your fists!