"It's so beautiful. This skill is so beautiful." Many female spectators looked fascinated.
In their eyes, fine snow fell from the sky, lingering on the court, and the sunlight refracted, creating beautiful light and shadow.
"Sure enough, it is still a spiritual suggestion. Just like the previous parallel world theory, it develops our brain and allows it to be connected to the parallel world, thereby showing the snowy scene. What we see and touch actually exists. But it doesn't exist. Using the skills of linking parallel worlds to create illusions and more powerful power, allowing us to connect with people in other worlds. This kind of skills consumes a lot of oneself, but he looks at it Calm and calm, Kamidaoran is really a very scary guy." Qian couldn't help but sigh.
There are other players in the junior high school community who are good at mental skills.
But players in this category often have some physical illnesses.
Qian remembers that when he was in the first grade, there was a player who was good at mental skills and defeated the national level. Unfortunately, he seemed to have a physical problem later and was hospitalized. Since then, he has disappeared from everyone.
There was also Seiichi Yukimura, the director of Rikkai University, who had never lost in the national competition, but he was also admitted to the hospital.
Mental skills are a double-edged sword, hurting both people and body.
"Nanjiro-senpai, have you ever seen this new skill of controlling ice and snow?" Mamoru Inoue asked curiously in the stands.
For some reason, he didn't feel much surprise in his heart.
Maybe it's because Jindailan has always been scaring people.
In addition to Sode Shirayuki, the previous explanations were also shocking.
The more I was surprised, the more numb I became.
"Ice and snow." Nanjiro murmured with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
The ice dragon that leaps into the sky is enough to freeze everything at zero degrees. That ice dragon is much stronger than this initial solution.
Is the swastika solution an advanced step from the initial solution?
Nanjiro couldn't help but shook his head and said with a smile: "This kid is quite willing to hold back."
"Hold it?" Hearing this, the corner of Inoue Mamoru's mouth twitched crazily.
He looked towards the field, his expression not strange.
Is this just a matter of holding back and beating?
"What is this?" Atobe gasped, looking at the shadow behind Kamdairan with horrified eyes.
The shadow has a delicate face and a cold expression.
It's so real, and it's a scene that exists in a dream.
The falling ice and snow around him made his consciousness a little blurry, as if he was in a trance between ice and snow.
He shivered suddenly.
"Kacha." The icicles falling on the ground cracked, and Atobe's expression became gloomy.
"Is this the only way? Atobe." Jindailan said calmly: "Is the weather too warm, causing your ice to melt?"
"Hey, don't be too proud." Atobu twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.
The score at this moment has reached 3-0, with Shendai Blue leading.
A short break followed, followed by Kamidai Ai's serve.
The shadow behind Jindailan disappeared, and the venue returned to its usual heat.
It's all so confusing.
True and false, false and true.
It gives people the illusion that the seasons are out of order.
Atobe returned to the lounge, his eyelids drooping and his chest heaving.
"You must be very tired, Atobe." The coach looked at Atobe and said solemnly.
"Tired?" Atobe looked at his hands, closed his eyes and tried to calm his breathing. In a normal game, his running distance was not long, but for some reason, his body was particularly tired.
"You're scared, Atobe." The coach's voice became stern: "Remember, you are the emperor of Hyokui, and you must not be afraid. Once you are scared, you will fall into his trap."
Atobe closed his eyes and clenched his fists subconsciously.
really.
His psychological burden is too great. Every time he is scored by the opponent's ghost method, a trace of inner fear will be awakened.
It was not until the use of Shijie that the fear was raised to the extreme.
He was afraid.
Afraid of losing embarrassingly to God's Blue, afraid of ruining the Ice Emperor's victory.
More scared! The world of ice that he had worked so hard to cultivate was easily disintegrated by God on behalf of Lan.
The burden of these psychological burdens caused his physical strength to be depleted at an accelerated rate. In just three games, it was like playing a whole game.
"I am the Emperor of the Ice Emperor!" Atobe raised his head, his eyes restored to confidence and grace.
After the break, he immediately walked towards the field.
"Hmph, Jindai, you are really strong, but my glory is not over yet." He closed his eyes and opened his arms, showing a narcissistic expression.
seems to be saying.
There's applause and cheers.
"Ice Emperor~~Ice Emperor~~~" The deafening voice of the Ice Emperor cheerleaders sounded, making many people frown and feel irritated.
"It's so noisy. You're so arrogant even though you're obviously at a disadvantage." Echizen Ryoma shook his head helplessly.
Akutsu had already set off and walked to Hyokui's side, staring fiercely at the cheerleaders.
Under the fierce eyes, the cheerleaders turned pale with fear.
"Akutsu, what do you want to do?" Hyotei Shosei, represented by Renzu, stepped forward.
"You guys, shut up and get ready to watch the Hyo Emperor get beaten up by our Fudo Peak." Akutsu was as arrogant as ever.
"What are you talking about! We, the Ice Emperor, are clearly leading 2:1." The Ice Emperor main selectors were unhappy.
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
"It seems that they may have extra activities later. Let's finish it quickly. I still want to watch a show." Jindailan played with the tennis ball and said with a smile.
"Hey, you are too arrogant, Jindai." Atobe snorted coldly, bending his knees slightly and assuming a ready posture.
"Arrogant? Ha." Jindailan chuckled, and the shadow unfolded again.
The ice and snow covered the field, and the power was shocking.
"Whoa." Jindai Lan threw the ball, and the ball was thrown very high. When it reached the highest point, frost adhered to the ball.
Everyone stared intently at the fall of the tennis ball. When it reached a certain high point, Kamishiro Blue jumped up. At the same time, the shadow behind him waved the Zanpakutō in his hand.
"Second Dance·Bai Lian."
When the racket was slammed hard, the ice on the tennis ball shattered instantly, dragging a slender frozen track and shooting towards Atobe.
"Here comes the first serve!" Qingxue was so focused that he was afraid of missing any details.
"I will see that your blind spot will definitely be there!!" Atobe looked solemn, staring at the flying tennis ball. The shortcomings of his amazing insight were revealed. There were multiple afterimages of the tennis ball in his sight, which caused a lot of confusion. Eyes are sore and sore.
This is undoubtedly painful for him who has super insight.
"Drink!" Atobe's eyes widened and he waved the racket in his hand.
"Bang." The tennis ball hit the ground. The moment it bounced, cold air suddenly surged around the impact point, and fine snow spurted out, directly covering the area.
"Bang!" The tennis ball passed through the snow and quickly hit the barbed wire fence.
"Chichichichi." The barbed wire, which was extremely hot under the sun, suddenly made a harsh squeaking sound. While the tennis ball was spinning, water vapor also rose.
"My body is frozen!!" Atobe stared at his arm joints in disbelief.
His movements stopped in mid-swing, unable to move.
Even if the hot sun shines on the body, it cannot bring any warmth. On the contrary, it is extremely cold.
It wasn't until a few seconds passed that the coldness was replaced by heat.
He stared at Kamidai Lan blankly, his breathing became rapid, and his body felt like an ice cave.
"Hey, Atobe, it feels like being frozen by ice." Jindailan's voice sounded in his ears.
(End of chapter)
