"Eight of the Binding Dao: Rebuke?" Chewing the name repeatedly, Qian fell into deep thought: "I remember that this ball skill was used before the Age of Gods to counteract rotation, and its function was more for defense, but now, he will Repulsion is used for offense, attaching airflow around the tennis ball. When the opponent hits back, the airflow brought up will converge with the airflow around the tennis ball, which will produce a principle similar to the repulsion of same-sex magnets, causing the tennis ball to avoid the racket."
"Then isn't this an invincible skill?" Kikumaru couldn't help but asked in shock.
He shook his head dryly.
"Theoretically, the impact of the airflow is limited. As long as you adjust the racket within the impact range, you can hit back. Don't forget, this is only the No. 8 bundle."
It can be seen from past games that the higher the Kidou number of Jindai Blue, the more powerful it is.
For him, the No. 8 Binding Path was obviously just a small skill for fun.
"But No. 8 is able to score points at the national level. According to my analysis, his current broken path is at least No. 60." Qian Ding's solemn words solidified Qingxue's atmosphere.
No one wants to go up against God's Blue directly if they can.
Fuji Shusuke felt a little helpless in his heart.
After losing, he was eager to win, so he trained like crazy, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds, but at the same time, he also became more deeply aware of the gap between himself and Shendailan.
The Kamidai Blue whom he played with at the beginning was not even considered a player.
"Did the ball turn a corner?" A dubious voice also sounded in the stands.
Most of the audience didn't understand tennis well enough, so they didn't see the reason. They only knew that Atobe was fast and Kamishiro Ai was very accurate.
Then Atobe took an empty shot, which was not a mistake that a national-level player would make.
"It's interesting. The ball actually avoids the racket. It should be said that it's you, Jindai. The beginning is hell difficulty." Atobe looked at the racket and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Whoops." He threw the ball again and dunked it hard.
As the tennis ball flew towards Kamishiro Ai, he immediately hit the net.
"Crack the charge by volleying in front of the net. If I guessed correctly, when the tennis ball passes over the net, the airflow it carries will change in the second stage due to the net, and it will appear to avoid the racket. The ball has just crossed The tennis ball in the net has probably not completely changed its rotation, and it is also the best to fight back. As expected of Atobe, he actually thought of a possibility after losing the ball once." Qian said in a deep voice.
The breeze blew by, hair was flying, and Jindailan waved his right hand.
"The Eighth Path of Binding: Rebuke."
The tennis ball flew slowly by.
Atobe's eyes never left the ball, its spin. Even the plush on it is clear.
It seems to be an ordinary retaliation, but it actually contains a hidden secret.
"I saw it." Atobe's eyes suddenly widened, he jumped up slightly, held the racket with both hands, and swung hard at the tennis ball.
This time, when the racket approached, the tennis ball was like a shy girl jumping slightly, barely avoiding the frame and falling into the lower half of the court.
"30-0."
"I'm definitely not wrong, this tennis ball will avoid the racket!" This time, most people saw this strange scene, and fierce discussions suddenly broke out on the sidelines.
People's expressions were incredible, even as if they were seeing ghosts.
From the previous game with Qianshi, they saw a strange baby's ball skills, and now, another one who can dodge the racket.
This Godly Blue is so weird.
"Did you fail again?" After losing the ball, Atobe was not depressed, but fell into deep thought.
I always feel like I've caught something.
"Try again." He returned to the serving position, tossed the ball, bent his knees, jumped, and swung the racket.
"The Eighth Path of Binding: Rebuke." The tennis ball flew at the same speed and angle again.
"Tap, tap, tap." Jibu strode forward, opened his right hand, exerted force on his left palm and waist, and swung out suddenly.
"40-0."
There was no feedback from the racket as it collided with the tennis ball.
Atobe's palms became sweaty. He subconsciously loosened his racket and then tightened it, as if this would give him more confidence to fight back.
Hyokui's cheerleaders looked at each other. Obviously, the situation was out of control and they didn't know whether to continue cheering or shouting.
"Ah ah, Mr. Jindai is so handsome." Saori is a nymphomaniac on a daily basis.
"The ball is obviously not fast, but the spin it applies can help the ball avoid the racket. It is such an elusive skill. Jindai is so mysterious. He can come up with some new skills every time he plays."
Mamoru Inoue on the side looked solemn.
"Maybe to him, the national competition is just a game."
"You're one point away from losing the serve. Do you want to use that?" Aobe frowned, a little confused as to whether he should take out his trump card.
Finally decided to continue observing.
In a tennis match, it is undoubtedly irrational to reveal your trump card too early.
Although he knew that there was a big gap between himself and Jindai Lan, he still wanted to aim for victory.
"Bang!" Atobe once again hit a good quality serve.
As the tennis ball flew by, Kamishiro Ami took a step forward and turned his wrist.
"boom."
Another slow return shot, exactly the same as the previous one.
This time, Atobu calmed down and his breathing became steady.
The moment the tennis ball bounced off the ground, the racket in his hand suddenly swung out.
"Tsk." The airflow collided, and the angle of the tennis ball changed strangely, and it easily avoided the racket. But at the same time, Jibu exerted force on his left foot, turned his bare ankle, and turned his body to the left. At the same time, the racket swung by his right hand came with the trend. With the left hand, make a 360-degree turn and return the ball with a backhand posture.
"boom."
The tennis ball quickly flew over the net and hit the baseline.
Jindai Aoi was smiling and motionless.
"Bang!" The tennis ball hit the ground and flew out of bounds.
"Out, game, 1-0, Fudomine Kamidai Blue takes the lead." The referee gave the penalty after confirmation.
"Ice Emperor~~Ice Emperor~~" The Ice Emperor cheerleading team immediately sent encouragement.
Although this team lost points, it at least managed to fight back.
"As expected of Atobe, he's really amazing. He defeated the rebuke in just one round." Tachibana couldn't help but admired as he looked at the black and obvious ball marks on the ground.
The ball landed less than two centimeters from the baseline. I believe Atobe can hit the ball into the baseline next time.
"Yes, Atobe Keigo is quite good." Chitose also nodded.
"Clever, use the first swing to deceive the change in airflow of the tennis ball, then change hands, use the body's strong core strength to twist the body and hit the ball back. The principle is very simple, but the operation is very difficult. Atobe's body The muscles are very strong and full of muscles." Qian couldn't help but admired.
Buttocks, belly, legs.
These three muscles are indispensable.
"Well~ I shouldn't be able to return this ball. It seems that I need to strengthen my training. My legs are pretty good, but my hips still need more training." Qian then muttered to himself.
"Senior Qian, we need to increase the amount of training." Kaido Kaoru on the side opened his eyes in shock.
He is the man who knows the best about Gan's training volume. Ever since he was defeated by Echizen, Gan's training volume has increased to an unimaginable level.
Haitang works hard, but he knows that Qian may work harder than himself.
Gan, who has been accumulating strength, will one day shock everyone.
Thinking of this, Kaoru Kaidou suddenly remembered a fitness afternoon. When he saw that when he was doing squats, his pants were not tight and had slipped down, revealing his round and plump buttocks, his face suddenly turned red.
Fuck senior, your butt is already perfect.
He couldn't help but said in his heart.
In the second game, Jindailan served.
"Let me see your gorgeous skills." Jindailan glanced at Ajibe meaningfully, suddenly threw the ball, jumped on his knees, and when the ball reached the highest point, he slammed the racket hard.
"Broken Dao No. 32: Yellow Fire Flash."
The tennis ball suddenly turned into a ball of fire while flying, leaving a gorgeous flame trail.
"Bang." The flames exploded at Jibu's feet, embedding fiercely into the barbed wire behind them, and the high temperature on them made a crackling sound.
"15, 15-0." The referee's voice couldn't help but tremble.
How could it be so fast?
Atobe swallowed hard, cold sweat streaking across his forehead.
"A-Feng, the speed of this serve has already surpassed that of your heavy artillery serve, right?"
Ryo Shido felt his mouth was dry and he stammered.
"Yes, it's faster than my ball entering the soul." Houchotarou grasped the railing tightly with both hands, his eyes shocked.
His heavy serve is considered a trump card in national competitions, and his ball speed is so fast that even many national players may not be able to hit back.
"This ball turned into a fireball." The whole audience was excited.
When the illusions in the eyes of countless people are unified, then the illusion becomes reality.
They were not wrong.
"Fireball, the tennis ball really turned into fire?!"
The whole audience was stunned.
In past games, there were indeed some incredible skills, such as Son of God's five-sense manipulation.
But the expressive power of this kind of skills is not as direct and clear as the yellow fire flash.
The shock of watching the game is indescribable.
"Generally speaking, there is an inverse relationship between the power and speed of the serve. The faster the serve, the weaker the power on it! However, this broken path of God's Generation is different. Not only is it fast, it is also very powerful." He pointed fearfully at the tennis ball embedded in the barbed wire, which was still warm.
"The ball was so powerful that it could embed itself into the barbed wire. If you look at the field, it even left a scorched mark."
Everyone looked and saw, as expected, a blackened circular ball mark on the bottom line of Atobe's half.
"Tezuka, can you catch this serve?" Qian looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu.
"It's a bit difficult and it takes some time to adapt." Tezuka Kunimitsu said thoughtfully.
"How can I catch the ball? It's so fast that my eyes can't catch it. I feel sore after watching it for a few seconds." Kikumaru, who has excellent dynamic vision, couldn't help but say.
"Atobe has excellent insight, which was clearly reflected in last year's national competition. I think, maybe this is the purpose of Jindai." Qian adjusted his glasses: "Continuously squeezing Atobe's potential, so that his insight evolution."
(End of chapter)
