"Towards a frustrated escape song?" A hint of surprise flashed in Jindai's blue eyes.
This is an evolved version of the waltz toward destruction. The first section still knocks other people's rackets away, but the second section is like a phoenix flashing back, flying close to the ground.
This skill is quite gorgeous.
However, from the perspective of Shendailan, the practicality is still not high.
"This kind of skill is of no use to me, Atobe." Jindailan turned his wrist.
"Kamidai, I have seen through your blind spot." Atobe shouted confidently.
"Bang." Several icicles fell from the sky and stuck around Jindailan's body, condensing frost.
Atobe Keigo, the world of ice!
"Did you see it? Icicles fell from the sky." Most of the main candidates, Aigaku and Fudoho, looked shocked.
Only Hyokui's side was calm. They all understood Atobe's abilities.
"Atobe's insight saw through the weakness of Jindai, and lowered the icicles to block it. This ability is quite terrifying." Chitose said slowly, with a relaxed expression, and there was no trace of worry about Jindai Lan.
"But what he saw through was just the gods who showed this strength. If he wanted to, he could crack it instantly." Tachibana nodded.
Iwu, Kamio and others swallowed hard on the side.
You can still talk and laugh after seeing such terrifying skills.
Is this the world of the strong?
"Oh ho, it looks like we're just in time." At this time, the back of a wretched monk appeared in the stands, and it turned out to be Fudomine's coach Echizen Nanjiro.
"Mr. Nanjiro." Inoue Mamoru seemed to have the buff to passively capture Nanjiro. The moment Nanjiro appeared, he noticed him and walked over with Saori.
"Uh, I'm not Nanjiro." Nanjiro said with a weird accent and made a gesture.
In Inoue Mamoru's eyes that looked like I've seen through you, he sighed and became serious.
"Mr. Nanjiro, what do you think?" Inoue Mamoru asked with a smile.
"What's so interesting about this? Both parties are very talented young people. It's commendable that Atobe Keigo can improve his field to this point at such a young age. Unfortunately, his opponent is Kamidai Ami."
Nanjiro made no secret of his appreciation and regret for Atobe.
"Mr. Nanjiro." Mamoru Inoue sighed with emotion on his face: "Kamidai may be the invincible being in this junior high school and national competition. Under his brilliance, everyone else seems inferior."
In the past, Inoue Mamoru was extremely looking forward to the performance of the son of a samurai, Echizen Ryoma, but at some point, his attention was attracted by Kamishiro Ami. Whether it was magazine reports or private blogs, they subconsciously revolved around Kamishiro Ami.
"Except maybe, Inoue, Jindai, he must be an invincible player in the national competition. The realm he has reached is no longer reachable by junior high school students, or even high school students." Nanjiro crossed his arms, with a smile on his lips.
"Kamidai, I'm going to win this point!" With the roar, the tennis ball went towards Jindai Lan's racket handle.
Facing the rapidly approaching tennis ball, there was no trace of panic on Kamishiro Ami's face. Instead, he looked leisurely.
He stretched out his left hand to hold the non-existent snow and ice that was slowly falling. The white ice and snow suddenly solidified around him. This time, his righteousness was seen by all the audience.
The whole scene suddenly became chaotic.
"Did I see it wrong? Why is there ice and snow around Fudomine's chief?"
"The ground is frozen?! Is this really a tennis ball? Am I hallucinating!!"
"Fantasy Tennis!! This is Fantasy Tennis!!"
There is also fantasy in this world, so it has a certain popularity.
"Ice and snow? Could it be said that Jindai wants to use it?" Tachibana and Chitose looked at each other and said in unison: "The beginning of the game."
"It seems that the real competition is about to begin." Nanjiro's expression became serious.
"Hey, Atobe, do you know that zero degrees in summer is the ultimate cold." Kamishiro Blue's voice echoed throughout the audience.
"Fly, Sode Shirayuki." Following a prelude, ice and snow suddenly fell on the entire venue.
Ice and snow fell on the spectators. It brought a cold feeling and made many people shiver.
Their eyes were shocked.
You must know that it is midsummer now, the outdoor temperature is basically around 30 degrees, and everyone must be wearing short sleeves and shorts.
But the ice and snow really brought the cold.
Cold and hot, the two feelings are intertwined and extremely complicated.
A female shadow condensed behind Jindailan, with a delicate face, a cold expression, and a flat figure. , the Zanpakuto in his hand is pure white, with an oval blade and six hollows. There is a pattern on the front end of the handle, and a white ribbon is connected to the end.
"So beautiful." Her exquisite face was impeccable, causing countless people to exclaim.
"Click." The tip of the knife hung down to the ground, exuding a permeating cold air, and the closest ground had already condensed into solid ice.
Even Atobe, who jumped up to smash, felt the chill.
"Hai Jie's skill?! You finally used this skill!" Atobe's eyes were excited.
"The Dance of the First Moon White." The shadow's knife casually drew a circle, and then, with Jindai Lan as the center, a circle with a diameter of more than five meters appeared. The ground turned into a cold white, and white snow rose into the sky.
"How is it possible?!" Atobe's pupils reflected the endless white, and the frost even climbed up his arms. He witnessed the tennis ball hitting the area where Jindailan was. When he entered the white field, the tennis ball's The speed slowed down and finally stopped in mid-air.
It was as if the pause button had been pressed, stopping in mid-air motionless.
"Atobe, your magnificence is just for viewing." Jindailan chuckled softly, waving the racket in his hand, and at the same time, the shadow behind him also thrust out a sword.
"Bang." An explosion was heard, and the tennis ball that had been frozen in mid-air seemed to have been unsealed. All the power and speed contained in it exploded, hitting the bottom line in an instant, flying out of bounds, and hitting the barbed wire fence.
"Crack!" The tennis ball quickly froze on the barbed wire, emitting a biting cold light in the midsummer sun.
The whole place was silent.
There was only the sound of gasping after falling to the ground.
"Ice this ball." A few seconds later, the scene was boiling.
No one can explain what they see.
Seeing ice and snow in summer.
The extreme cold can even freeze the ball in mid-air.
This is too incredible.
"Why does it feel like we are not playing tennis?" The main selections in other junior high schools are in a mess.
"Kamidai is still as strong as ever. His first kick skills are really terrifying." Tachibana couldn't help but sigh.
What he was most fortunate about was that he met Kamidaoran and became a close friend with him.
He believes that under the leadership of Kamidaoran, Fudo Peak will be unstoppable this year.
(End of chapter)
