In the third ball, Jindailan's serve was slow and weak, but it was as heavy as a stone.
In the fourth ball, Kamishiro Ai's serve was extremely fast and powerful. When it flew off Akutsu's racket, it also hit Akutsu's face.
The score came to "4-0."
"Tick tock." Akutsu's nostrils were covered with blood, and he looked very miserable.
Echizen Ryoma had never seen such a cruel tennis ball before, and he was stunned on the spot.
"Does a tennis ball change speed and power at impact regardless of speed?"
"No, to be precise, the true speed and power of tennis are hidden in ordinary hits. The reality will only be known when you hit it."
"What a strong guy." Echizen Ryoma's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.
The body of Akutsu on the opposite side is not weak, and his reaction and physique are no worse than his own. He can even make all kinds of incredible postures to catch the ball.
But he couldn't even score a single point against God's Aoi.
Although there is a factor that Akutsu is not familiar with tennis, no matter how conceited Echizen is, he does not think he can easily defeat Akutsu.
"I didn't expect there to be such interesting guys here." He couldn't help but mutter to himself.
In his mind, the only ones who made him want to compete were the ministers Tezuka Kunimitsu and Fuji Shusuke.
Inside the venue.
Kamishiro Ami threw the ball to Akutsu and said expressionlessly: "Let's end it quickly. You don't want so many people to see your ugliness."
When Akujin heard this, the ferocity in his eyes became even fiercer.
Ugly?
No one can look down upon me, Akutsu.
I won’t lose in a boring activity like tennis!
Akutsu's ferocity outweighed the pain in his body.
Throw the ball, jump, swing.
The moment the tennis ball was hit, his body started up like a cheetah and quickly ran towards the net.
Since the ball changes force upon impact, hit it back early as it passes the net.
It’s just a power-changing skill!
What kind of violent tennis is this?
Akutsu's eyes revealed madness. He jumped up and used all his strength to volley, aiming at Kamishiro Ai's knees.
"Death!" he roared crazily.
"Bang." However, it was Akutsu himself who flew out.
The tennis ball hit him in the face, sending him flying ten meters away.
Akutsu's body was rolling in a mess, and there was blood from his mouth and nose.
"15-0."
Wabisuke is able to continuously add weight, thereby increasing the power of the tennis ball.
With the training of Shendailan, not only can the weight be increased, but it can also be reduced in reverse, thus bringing more changes to tennis.
Considering that Akutsu had to be absorbed into Fudo Peak, Kamidaoran did not use the powerful Zanpakutō skill.
What he needs is Akutsu who can participate in training immediately, not a useless person.
"You can't even play tennis well, so why do you have the right to look down on tennis? You're not even qualified to hit people with tennis balls." Kamidai Lan's tone was cold.
"Tennis is not a tool to hurt people."
Hearing these words, the corners of Echizen Ryoma's mouth twitched.
Who is hurting people?
After hearing Kamishiro Ai's words, Akutsu's expression became even crazier.
He suddenly grabbed the tennis ball and volleyed it towards Jindailan.
"Broken Dao No. 11: Decorated with Thunder and Lightning."
After a flash of lightning, the tennis ball passed Akutsu's body and embedded itself in the barbed wire behind him.
"30-0." Jindailan glanced meaningfully at Echizen Ryoma behind him.
I didn't expect to see the second generation samurai here.
Let's use Akutsu's game to let the protagonist who grew up in a greenhouse see the cruelty of tennis.
Kamishiro Blue is not very interested in Echizen Ryoma.
After all, his talent is really not that outstanding in the original work.
Next, Jindai Ai used wabisuke flexibly to score.
In the face of the unpredictable Wabisuke, Akutsu, whose foundation was already weak, was even more helpless.
Even if he runs with all his strength, he loses points in a very awkward manner.
Kamishiro Blue did not harm Akutsu's body again, but losing points again and again had brought the extremely proud Akutsu to the point of collapse.
There were only three words in his mind.
Why?
Why this man's tennis is so powerful.
I haven’t practiced deliberately since I started playing tennis.
Even so, he defeated all his opponents.
He left a huge mark on those who played against him.
Too many victories made him tired of tennis, and he arrogantly thought he was invincible.
Unexpectedly, on this small tennis court, his pride and self-esteem would be trampled on and rubbed crazily under his feet.
He was half kneeling on the ground. Letting the blood slip from his face, the expressionless look in his eyes made him feel powerless as never before.
This powerlessness and despair was conveyed to everyone watching the game.
Akutsu's motor skills were obviously frighteningly good, but in front of Kamishiro Ami, he was like a baby and a giant.
"Damn it!" Akutsu threw the ball again regardless of the pain in his body.
But then, he couldn't even catch a ball.
"40-0."
"Game, 5-0."
"End of the game, 6-0, Goddess Blue wins."
Akutsu, who was completely defeated, breathed a sigh of relief and stumbled to the ground.
In the second half of the game, Kamidai Blue did not target Akutsu's body, but just running and fighting back had completely exhausted Akutsu's physical strength.
"The hands are numb." Akutsu gasped, kneading his fists without leaving any trace.
"Tennis is still very interesting." Kamishiro Ami stepped forward and threw a name tag to Akutsu.
"Bring your name tag to Fudomine tomorrow to report. From now on, you will be a member of Fudomine."
Before Akutsu could refuse, Kamishiro Ami added: "If you want revenge, don't continue to refuse. I don't have any patience."
Kamishiro Lan forcibly helped Akutsu up, patted the dust on Akutsu's body with his hand, and said in a gentle and calm tone: "I always persuade people with virtue and don't like to force others."
As he spoke, he smiled and took out his mobile phone.
A voice soon came from the other end of the phone that made Akutsu's face change suddenly.
"Yuki, you will be the manager of the cafe from now on."
"Thank you boss, I will do a good job!!" Akutsu's mother, Yuki's voice was full of gratitude and excitement.
Kamishiro Ai put away the phone and gently patted Akutsu on the shoulder.
"We at Fudo Peak have always cared about the physical and mental growth of our members. That cafe is just a small benefit. If you want to repay me, practice tennis and beat me."
Under Akutsu's angry gaze, Kamishiro Lan turned around calmly, stopped while walking, and added in a sudden tone:
"Oh, by the way, you probably don't understand your mother's dream either. She really wanted to give you a better life, and that cafe carries all her hopes."
"Mother's love is always so great and touching."
After finishing his words, Jindailan walked towards the outside of the field with steady steps.
Akutsu lowered his head, grabbing the name tag thrown by Kamishiro Blue with a ferocious expression, and his expression changed.
Finally he raised his head and roared: "What's your name?"
"Director of the Fudomine Tennis Club, Kamishiro Ami." Kamishiro Ami didn't look back. He waved his hand.
"Kamidailan, I will definitely defeat you!" Akutsu muttered to himself with a firm look on his face.
The moment Kamishiro Blue stepped out of the stadium, Echizen Ryoma's stinking voice sounded:
"Hey, I see you're not enjoying yourself to the fullest. Do you want to have a fight with me?"
