"The speed is good, but your strength should be more than this." Facing the menacing ball, Jindailan chuckled in response and raised the cross racket.
"Bang." The tennis ball was hit back by a perfectly formed forehand, arced, and landed in the front half.
"That racket can actually hit back, but..." Atobe's eyes narrowed.
"Too slow!" Atobe arrived at the net in the blink of an eye.
"Bang." The tennis ball was whipped to the bottom corner of the sideline by Atobe's volley in front of the net.
"A good shot, using a volley in front of the net to make the return powerful, and at the same time, he can hit the ball to the bottom corner. He is worthy of being a national-level player, and his ball control is excellent. Facing this ball, Jindai needs to run to Go catch the ball on the other side." Tachibana Yoshihei praised the ball without hesitation, but also expressed concern: "The ball's return force is very strong, and it shouldn't be possible to catch it with that kind of racket."
"That's right, Jindai, you are too arrogant." Atobe looked at Jindai, who was standing loosely on the spot, and raised the corner of his mouth: "I will defeat you without reservation."
"What?!" Suddenly, his pupils shrank, as if he saw something unbelievable.
Jindailan, who was standing where he was, instantly appeared at the ball's landing point and raised his racket gracefully.
"Bang." The ball landed at Jibu's side accurately at a faster speed and popped out of the court.
"15-0." Juxing announced happily.
"What pace is this? Why do you appear on the other side in an instant?"
"Am I dazzled?" There was a lot of discussion in the audience.
Atobe's face also became a little gloomy.
"He appeared at the landing point as if he teleported. What kind of weird pace was that? Is it the Okinawan pace of Kansai? No, even Okinawa should not have time to fight back. Is it one of the Shinigami foundations that I have mentioned in the past? ?”
"As expected of the God of Blue, it is indeed terrifying." Atobe silently walked to the serving point. At this moment, his body was completely tense.
On the opposite side, Jindai Lan was still standing loosely, but it brought unprecedented pressure.
The fear of God's Blue in his memory even showed signs of revival.
"Damn it, I am the king of Hyokui! You must not have any fear!" Atobe suddenly threw up the tennis ball and put most of his body weight on the racket.
The tennis ball turned into a sharp light and shot away.
"The speed has increased." Jindai Lan smiled slightly and shot back easily.
The two immediately started a fierce offensive and defensive battle, with the tennis ball constantly leaving yellow trails in mid-air.
The speed is so fast that even ordinary people cannot catch it.
After dozens of rounds of beating like this, even Kamio and the others' eyes couldn't help but feel a little sore.
"It's amazing. Is this a national-level duel? We are still far away." Kamio and others were deeply aware of the huge gap and clenched their fists in frustration.
"The minister is really amazing. He actually used that kind of racket to beat the opponent back and forth." Tetsu Ishida looked admiring, his eyes shining.
Ibu Fukaji: "Oh, Ishida Tetsu seems to have fallen, and Kamio is probably about to fall. This new minister seems to be really powerful, then I... hmph, strength alone can't convince me, I ..."
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"It's obviously just an ordinary counterattack, why do I feel so tired?" Atobe kept running back and forth, hitting back the weak tennis ball, his eyes fixed on Kamishiro Ami.
"Crunch." Facing the tennis ball that came again, he bent his knees slightly and hit the ball back in a slightly awkward posture. His trembling arms suddenly made him realize.
"It's spin!"
"Every ball he hits back carries a strong spin. When it hits the ground, it will bounce at the point where I need to use my maximum strength to hit back. By making my knees drop repeatedly and changing my arm posture, my physical strength is constantly consumed!"
Atobe panted and hit the ball back and started running back and forth, but in his sight, Kamishiro Ami was still standing there, motionless.
"From this point on, he never left. He actually had such terrifying ball control with that kind of racket."
Atobe's eyes gradually became horrified.
"Bang." When Atobe was distracted, the ball fell in the backcourt.
"30-0."
As the score was announced, Atobe couldn't help but breathe heavily and sweat broke out on his forehead.
"It's incredible, Minister Hyotei was suppressed." The words of the onlookers were like needles piercing Atobe's heart.
He was so proud that he could not allow himself to lose in such an embarrassing situation.
"It's not over yet! I'll be able to see his blind spot soon, soon!" He served again, and the tennis ball fell to the bottom corner with a yellow beam.
Kamishiro Ami swung the racket gracefully and hit the ball to the baseline on the other side.
"Huchihuchi." Atobe ran to the landing point and hit the ball to the baseline on the other side of Jindai Ami with a powerful forehand.
The two began to fight vigorously.
But soon, only Atobe was running, and Jindailan's range of activities was fixed in place again.
Even as he kept running, Atobe stared at Kamishiro Ai, trying to find any flaws.
"Are you trying to find it with keen insight?" Jindai Lan smiled slightly.
What he is using now can be called the Tezuka Domain.
By spinning the ball up and down, the opponent's counterattack will be sucked back to itself in a weird arc.
With the current deep foundation of God's Blue, it is completely easy to hit this kind of ball.
In Kamdailan's view, the greatest role of this technique is psychological warfare.
When the opponent sees that no matter how hard he hits the ball, he cannot move the opponent, the psychological pressure caused is huge.
It is easy to cause deformation of movements.
But Atobe's psychology is very strong. Even though he is being teased all the time, he is still very determined in his heart.
"boom."
After a ten-minute tug-of-war, Jindai Blue struck back again, and the tennis ball landed on the baseline again like a yellow beam. Atobe, who kept running back and forth, failed to reach the ball this time.
"40-0."
As the referee made the announcement, Atobe remained stunned.
He stiffly turned his head, only to find that there were only two ball marks on the baseline, at the bottom corners of the left and right directions.
"No...it can't be." Atobe looked at Kamishiro Ai with shock on his face.
"The landing points of the tennis ball are the ball marks in the left and right bottom corners. In other words, from beginning to end, the ball he hit only had two landing points. He actually used that kind of racket to achieve such amazing ball control."
"Not only that, but I was also catching the ball in an uncomfortable position as I was running back and forth. His control of the ball and the spin he applied were terrifying to an astonishing degree."
Tachibana Yoshihei, who has national level strength, also sees all this.
"The strength of the Gods is still so unfathomable. Can this level of ball control really be achieved by a junior high school student?"
"Atobe's return speed is not slow, and the ball speed is also very fast, but Jindai can not only hit the ups and downspin that affects Aitobe's return in just a few seconds, no, even just one second, but he can also adjust his position. . Use the most comfortable position to hit back while perfectly controlling the ball’s landing point!”
At this time, the tug-of-war on the court continues.
Jindai Blue is like a precise tennis machine. Keep hitting the tennis ball toward the left and right corners.
Atobe fell into deep passivity.
The fight lasted for more than ten minutes.
A gentle breeze picked up, making the leaves rustle.
Just when everyone thought Atobu was about to lose, Atobu suddenly stood up, and the corners of his mouth curved in an evil way.
"I saw it, I saw it, your blind spot!" It seemed like several icicles fell from the sky and inserted themselves around Jindailan's body.
"Bang." The tennis ball turned into light and shadow like an arrow from the string, flying towards the half of the court where Jindai Lan was.
The tennis ball landed on the ground, but Jindailan's body remained motionless as if frozen.
"Kamidai, you can see your blind spots at a glance." The corner of Atobe's mouth raised slightly.
However, he saw Kamishiro Lan showing a gentle smile and his voice was full of magnetism.
"Hey, Atobe, the blind spot you saw doesn't even exist."
The icicle suddenly shattered.
