"15-0."
"30-0."
A dry serve, with only an understatement of return, and he scored two points.
Manipulating sunlight refraction, calculating angles, and even a small stone on the ground can become the key to scoring.
Facing the extremely input data tennis, Akutsu was helpless.
In the original work, Mitsuya Akuto uses the output data stream, which can shut down the opponent's brain through mixed data output, and the opponent's strength cannot be used to 30%.
Now, what Qian is showing is the ultimate input. By analyzing everything and digitizing his skills, theoretically, he can use all skills and even all so-called "lucky" factors.
The unicorn landed and the phoenix flashed back. Except for Shendailan's skills, Qian had mastered everything.
In consciousness, Qian was almost numb. His eyes were shocked, and he stared at everything he saw, as if he wanted to write it down.
He couldn't help but murmur to himself: "So that's it, everything is digitized. As long as my body is up to standard, through data analysis, any skills can be used. It turns out that my data tennis is just barely able to cross the threshold, and beyond that There is such a way up there.”
"Remember, I want to remember this feeling!!"
Qian felt that his body was shaking and his brain was struggling.
Obviously, with his current body, just watching is already very difficult.
Without the protection of mysterious power, the large amount of information coming all the time would have destroyed his brain.
"Bang!" Facing the flying tennis ball, Akutsu bent down and ran as vigorously as a cheetah. He ran from one side of the field to the other in one second. With his right foot on the ground, his body was moving under the huge inertia. There were signs of losing balance, but he exerted force on his legs and waist and abdomen at the same time, twisting his body in the air. Instead, he converted this inertia into power and struck out.
"Die to me!!" With this ball, he aimed at Qian's face.
"Aim at the face, during sunlight and ground analysis, move 1.5 steps forward, move one step to the left, the sunlight factor is achieved, the air flow is perfect, and you can fight back." Countless pieces of data poured into the brain, and after eliminating the complicated data, the perfect answer came into mind. .
Qian raised his hand and made a perfect forehand shot.
"Whoa." The tennis ball once again made a sharp trajectory. The moment it hit the ground, it was cleverly redirected by the stone and hit Akutsu hard on the face.
Yajiujin roared to the end and did not respond for a long time.
"40-0."
It wasn't until the referee made the announcement that Akutsu stood up slowly, holding his nose, his eyes red.
"Tick tock." A few drops of blood fell to the ground.
"Now, tennis is not a tool to hurt people." He adjusted his glasses expressionlessly and said softly.
Hearing these words, Akutsu suddenly realized, stared at Qian, and roared: "It's you, Jindai! I know it must be you!!"
"Have you been beaten crazy? Isn't Kamidaoran standing in the rest area?"
"It's so funny. Isn't this the first junior high school student to go crazy?"
"Did you hallucinate while playing basketball?"
"Is this the power of data tennis, which creates an inescapable illusion through various counterattacks?"
There was a lot of chatter in the audience.
The direction of this game also started to become a little weird.
"Kamidai? Is Gan really being controlled?" Oishi said urgently: "No, if this is really the case, we have to stop the game quickly."
"However, Qian really showed advanced data tennis." Fuji interjected: "Maybe for Qian, this is an opportunity."
"That's right. Based on my understanding of Jindai, he will not deliberately hurt others for a purpose. If I guessed correctly, Qian's consciousness is still there, he just can't control his body. For Qian, this is the opposite. It is an opportunity to see the future direction clearly, to completely analyze everything on the court, and every flower and grass can become the key to scoring. This is what the Gods have shown, the advancement of data tennis."
"Being able to analyze everything and perform all skills, tennis with such data is a different direction. But what does Akutsu mean? Is Gan really controlled by the gods? Such an ability is too incredible, but I don't believe that Akutsu made things out of thin air." In the stands, Inoue Mamoru is holding a camera, and you look back at Sumire Ryuzaki: "Ms. Ryuzaki, what do you think?"
"I don't know. The current one really doesn't have access to such advanced data tennis, but if it was controlled by Jin Dailan, how did he do it?" Sumire Ryuzaki's face was ugly, and her eyes could not hide the horror.
"All kinds of incredible unknowns can combine to create an unconstrained tennis skill. This is the charm of tennis." Mamoru Inoue couldn't help but sigh.
During his career, he has seen countless incredible skills.
But at the beginning of every year, there will be countless unknowns and surprises waiting for him to explore.
The feelings and experiences reported each year are different.
This is one of the reasons why he became a reporter for tennis magazines and has been doing so for decades.
"Jindai!!" Akutsu looked at the smiling Gan angrily: "Is this fun?" He subconsciously tightened his grip on the racket.
He has always been eager to have a serious one-on-one match with Jindailan, but not in this way, but in an upright one-on-one match.
What made him feel humiliated was that Jindai used this method of occupying other people's bodies to ravage him.
For the proud Akutsu, his self-esteem was completely shattered at this moment.
"Akutsu, there's only one last ball left." Gan reminded softly.
"Buzz!" The next moment, countless data that had been stored in Qianqian's body poured out densely, rushing towards Akujin.
Angle, light, muscle, vision, all kinds of relevant data are like torrents pressing towards Akutsu.
Finally, it turned into a smiling face: "You lost, Akutsu."
"Boom!" Yajiujin felt as if his brain exploded, everything turned into a blank, and a bloody figure slowly came from his heart.
"Hey, I'm not defeated yet! Come and fight!" A sea of blood appeared. It directly swallowed up all the miscellaneous data, turning into a pair of eyes full of violence and a broadsword stained with blood.
in reality.
Akutsu suddenly raised his head, and his originally empty eyes suddenly turned fierce.
"Now, I'm back from hell."
A trace of blood-red aura appeared from his right hand holding the tennis racket, lingering on his wrist.
"This is the breath he used in the last game, more solid." Tachibana and Chitose looked at each other, and their mouths suddenly felt dry.
"What kind of breath is this? It's so scary. A trace of fear actually arises in my heart!" In the stands, Irie Kanata and Oni Jujiro's eyes were full of horror.
Oni Jujiro subconsciously looked at his right hand, only to find that it began to tremble.
"Did his aura make even my ghosts feel a little afraid? It's impossible, he's just a national-level player now." Oni Jujiro murmured.
"No wonder the coach asked us to come here. These guys at Fudomine are not easy." Irie Kanata raised his forehead in worry: "It's really troublesome. We don't want to fight them."
Movie star Irie Kanata actually felt a little reluctant to compete with Akutsu and Kamishiro Ami.
This discovery shocked him even more.
(End of chapter)
