"Although I know that it is completely impossible for me to defeat him now, but at least..."
"At least score one point!" Shiraishi roared in his heart and threw the ball high.
"Whoosh." A perfect serve, the ball speed was at least 10% faster than before.
"Speed, strength, these are nothing in my eyes."
"So try to become stronger, at least break through your own weakness."
Jindai Lan stepped on the ground with his right foot, and then a bright thunder exploded.
"Broken Dao No. 11: Decorated with Thunder and Lightning."
呲呲呲.
The tennis ball was surrounded by small, manic thunder and lightning. During the extremely fast shuttle, the thunder and lightning almost sucked out the air, forming a slender horizontal line in the air.
"Huh." Under the thunder and lightning, when the strong wind of tennis blew his broken hair, Bai Shi raised his eyes, his eyes filled with the joyful thunder.
"I want to take this ball!" He swung the racket, and with the roaring wind, the racket touched the thunder, and an indescribable force came from it.
"呲呲呲." Bai Shi held the racket with both hands, a look of determination burst out in his eyes, his arm muscles were trembling, and the swirling thunder and lightning had already climbed up his arm.
"Drink!!" Veins crawled up his neck. Even though his hands were numb, Shiraishi still used all his strength to hit the ball back.
"Out of bounds, 15-0."
Less than one centimeter from the baseline, the blackened ball mark was clearly visible.
"Is it almost?" Baishi sighed, subconsciously placing his trembling hands by his side.
Even raising my arms is difficult now.
"If he had full strength, the ball would have been hit back. After taking off the golden wristband, his five dimensions have been significantly improved." Jindai Lan glanced at the tennis ball that rolled out of bounds, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously raised.
The genius in the original work still has some abilities, and he can be greatly improved with just a few simple tips.
but......
"That's it. Your body is no longer strong enough to catch any of my balls." After seeing Shiraishi unlocking the seal, Jindailan was no longer interested in continuing the game.
"Bang bang bang."
Next, Jindailan didn't use any skills. His unchanged basic abilities were enough to crush Shiraishi, who was currently consuming a lot of physical energy.
"Game, 3-0."
"Game, 4-0."
"Game, 5-0."
Under the dazzling offensive of Jindailan, the score soon reached the 40-0 match point.
"I didn't expect that the gap between the two was so huge."
Watanabe looked at Shiraishi who was sweating profusely and Kamishiro Ami who was calm and composed, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
"Shiraishi's talent can be considered among the top among junior high school students in this era, but I didn't expect that he would be so miserable in comparison."
This reminded Watanabe of the unrivaled tennis player who dominated the world more than ten years ago, and he felt even more sad.
After an era ends, a new legend will always be born.
At present, God's Blue is already on its way.
"Every era has a leading figure."
"Perhaps for Shiraishi, being born in this era is both lucky and unfortunate at the same time."
...
At this moment, facing the last ball, Shiraishi showed unprecedented concentration.
His counterattack force is also gradually increasing, which is the prototype of the Star Bible.
This feeling of "finding a direction" made him addicted. His body was obviously close to exhaustion, but new strength would emerge from his body every time he faced a counterattack.
He is on the road to self-breakthrough.
"Kamidai, you are really strong." Shiraishi stared closely at Jindai Lan and the cross racket in his hand.
You can completely crush me with this kind of racket. You made me realize my insignificance.
There must be countless scary guys like you in the world.
"Bang!" The tennis ball leaped deftly from Jindai Lan's half, like an elf going around the net.
This is an opportunity.
Last chance to score.
Shiraishi's eyes flashed, he strode forward, stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, stretched his body, held the racket in his right hand, and pointed the frame at the tennis ball.
The breeze blew by, lifting up the slightly damp bangs.
"Round table attack." All the strength in the body was completely concentrated on the arm, and a white light seemed to appear.
Under everyone's horrified gaze, the ball frame hit the yellow tennis ball hard.
The strange force caused it to deform, making ripples like a cannonball, and rushed towards the Goddess Blue.
"Swish, swish, swish." The moment the ball hit the ground, it produced wonderful fluctuations, soared into the sky, and formed several tennis balls in mid-air, as gorgeous and elusive as blooming flowers.
This is a technique similar to Tachibana Yoshihei's explosive ball dance, but more elegant and sophisticated.
"It's an interesting shot, but it's not fast enough, and it can hit back the moment it hits the ground. There are still many shortcomings in general." Jindailan chuckled and waved his arm gently from bottom to top.
"Let's end it with this move."
"The Eighth Path of Binding: Rebuke."
Weird ripples rippled, and a strange air current twisted and flowed, condensing into a round shield in front of Jindai Lan.
After the large phantom brought up by the round table's blow was submerged into the round shield, its power and speed seemed to be completely offset by the flowing airflow, and it instantly merged into a ball.
With a bang, the tennis ball penetrated half of the court and flew past the baseline where Shiraishi was.
"My round table attack... was broken so easily?" Shiraishi's eyes widened and he looked at the relaxed Kamishiro Lan in disbelief.
He could see the condensed shield.
That's a skill I've never seen before.
His round table attack was performed perfectly, even beyond normal.
But that buckler seemed to absorb all the power and speed, turning his skills into an extremely ordinary counterattack.
It used to be a broken path, but now it's a bound path.
Is this the skill of the Gods?
"Is that condensed buckler the air flow? Control the air flow when swinging to offset the power of the opponent's tennis ball. What a weird skill." The straw at the corner of Watanabe's mouth has long disappeared, and his face is solemn.
"His strength has indeed reached that level."
Watanabe knew that that level of strength could no longer be explained by science.
...
"Little brother, it's time to announce the results." Kamishiro Ami looked at Kintaro Toyama who was full of shock and said with a smile.
"Compared. The game is over, 6-0, Fudomine Kamishiro Blue wins." Kintaro Toyama, who woke up from the shock, hurriedly announced the score, and then looked at Kamishiro Blue excitedly: "Hey, you are really amazing, let's do it Let’s have a fight.”
"Xiao Jin, are you crazy?" The other main candidates' expressions turned pale and they hurriedly tried to dissuade him, but they couldn't stop Kintaro, who was completely excited.
"Oh? Aren't you scared?" Kamishiro Lan looked at Kintaro with interest.
In Kintaro, he saw possibilities and a passion for tennis that far exceeded others.
"Why are you scared? I'm super excited when I think about playing with someone as powerful as you!" Kintaro Toyama's answer also made Kamishiro Ai very satisfied.
"Okay, I will play a game with you, but not now." Jindailan put away the racket.
"I'll give you a week to absorb what you saw today. After a week, come to Fudo Peak to find me, and I will fight with you."
