"Binding Road No. 62?!" Yiwu on the sidelines looked shocked, with strong desire bursting out of his eyes.
The higher the number, the stronger the ghost is.
Up to now, the binding path of Shendailan has not exceeded number 20.
The No. 63 Thunder Roar Cannon that breaks the path has a speed and power that is much greater than that of the Thunderbolt. So what about the No. 62 Dao Binding? It is simply unimaginable.
"Kakakaka." As everyone exclaimed, several slender light rods extended from the ground and flew straight towards the tennis ball. Almost instantly, they caught up with the tennis ball in the air and inserted the rod into it.
Receiving a huge impact, the tennis ball was directly pierced, and then the light rod was seen flying around a large arc and flying towards Jindailan.
Jindailan, who had been waiting there for a long time, raised his racket slightly.
"Bang." The light stick interspersed with tennis balls flew straight into the sky, circled a weird arc, and hit Tezuka's feet hard.
"What a weird binding path." Tezuka concentrated and took a step back to ensure that he would not be hit by the light rod.
Then based on the falling speed of the light rod, the angle of bounce was predicted and the posture of fighting back was assumed.
"Chi chi chi." The tennis ball on the light stick spun wildly when it hit the ground, and finally returned to silence.
The ball did not bounce, and a wisp of smoke slowly rose.
The tennis ball felt like it was being nailed to the ground by a light stick.
"Game, 2-1, Fudomine Kamishiro Blue is in the lead."
Listening to the verdict in his ears, Tezuka looked a little dazed.
At this time, the light rod had disappeared from sight. Tezuka picked up the tennis ball on the ground, only to find that the bottom was scorched black, and there were even scorched ball marks left on the court.
His absolute foretelling was shattered.
"Uh-huh, this, this, how do you explain this?" Kikumaru asked stammering.
"Uh" He adjusted his glasses dryly, the corners of his mouth twitching.
"It seems that Jindai has applied rotation to the tennis ball, causing the tennis ball volleyed by the moon to produce a secondary Tezuka field traction when it is about to hit the ground. As for the light rod, it is just his use of refraction of light. As I said before, The Gods are masters of optics." Qian said after thinking for a moment.
"You lied! It was obviously the light rod that was stuck on the ball and then flew to Tezuka." Kikumaru shouted.
"Now, I've analyzed the principle. You can't understand it because you have too little awareness of the hallucinations that these elements may produce. Light, heat, and even differences in viewing angles may cause deviations in seeing matter. Welcome to Science World, Kikumaru." Gan said slowly.
Oni Jujiro: "Very interesting skills. It seems that not only does he have terrifying power, but he is also terrifyingly good at controlling the ball."
Irie Kanata: "He is an all-around genius. To be honest, I actually thought of Phoenix."
Hearing this name, Oni Jujiro's pupils shook for a moment, then returned to calm: "Yeah."
Byodoin Phoenix, the absolute master of the U17 training camp, is so powerful that he can easily crush anyone.
Its different dimension cannot be controlled and makes countless people lose their fighting spirit.
Comparing him with Kamidaoran would be a bit exaggerated.
But for some reason, Oni Jujiro and Irie Kanata didn't find it strange.
"Pinning the tennis ball to the ground, it spins without bouncing. What an amazing skill." Tezuka retracted his gaze and walked towards the coaching bench.
It's time to rest.
On the coaching bench, Fuji Yuta is temporarily acting as the coach to watch the game up close.
"Thank you for your hard work, Minister." Fuji Yuta immediately handed over the water.
"Do you see clearly, Yuta." Tezuka took the bottle and sat down next to Fuji Yuta.
Fuji Yuta is already a core member of Qingxue Future, both in terms of will and talent.
Tezuka also worked hard with the idea of training Yuta Fuji to be the future president of Seigaku.
"You see clearly, Jindai's skills are very strong." Fuji Yuta took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I can't think of a way to crack it at all."
"Yes, you will also encounter this kind of mysterious and unclear opponent in the future. What you need to do is to maintain a stable mentality and look for opportunities in defensive counterattacks. Don't be anxious, even if you are behind by a big score. It’s out of proportion.”
Hearing this, Fuji Yuta nodded.
He turned his head, only to find Tezuka breathing heavily and his body heaving violently.
Fuji Yuta was a little shocked. In his impression, Tezuka's tennis basics should be terrible. How could he be tired after just three games?
He couldn't help but ask: "Minister, are you tired?"
Tezuka wiped his sweat and nodded: "Playing with Jindai will consume your energy very quickly."
His eyes were filled with excitement that Yuta had never seen before.
"But, very happy."
hapiness?
Fuji Yuta looked at Tezuka's left hand that had been hanging by his side with some confusion, and a question came to his mind: "Is tennis like this very happy? Why?"
After the break, Tezuka's breathing calmed down for a long time.
They each walked to the serving point. This ball was served by Jindai Alan.
"It seems that you have become accustomed to your right hand." Jindailan chuckled, while Tezuka's expression was a bit serious.
Toss, take a knee, smash.
The tennis ball instantly penetrated half of the court, flew out of bounds, and hit the barbed wire fence before stopping.
"15-0."
The referee's decision pulled the others out of their shock.
"Such a fast ball speed!" Tezuka's eyes widened and he subconsciously tightened his grip on the racket.
Is this your true strength?
Age of Gods
Qian: "The speed of this ball has exceeded Hochotaro's heavy artillery serve."
"Didn't you see clearly? Let's do it again." Jindailan threw the ball, leaving an afterimage on his arm. The tennis ball quickly crossed the yellow track and hit the ground in front of Tezuka.
"Ka." Tezuka took a step back and stepped on the ground suddenly with the soles of his feet. The power was concentrated on the racket in his right hand. White light suddenly appeared. In this dazzling white light, the yellow light belonging to the tennis ball pierced through the white light instantly like a sharp arrow. The racket Bringing up the gray afterimage, surging among the white and yellow.
The tennis ball entered the net, and the feedback from it made Tezuka slightly change his face.
"That's so powerful. It's just a serve that can be used with all your skills." Tezuka subconsciously wanted to hold the shot with both hands, but was shocked to remember that his left hand was already useless.
"Click!" The racket was released and flew several meters away.
"30-0."
"My hand is actually numb." Tezuka took a deep breath.
"boom."
"40-0."
"Game, 3-1, Fudomine Kamishiro Blue is in the lead."
After continuous high-speed serves, Jindai Lan easily won the score.
Even if Tezuka could keep up with the speed of the ball, he wouldn't be able to handle that kind of power.
Godly Blue vividly demonstrates the importance of foundation.
Gorgeous football skills are just a bonus. If the basics are not up to standard, no matter how strong the skills are, it will be useless.
Tachibana: "Many times people forget about Jindai's skills. In fact, he is a violent tennis player. His strength and speed are impeccable. When he is really ready to crush others with his body, that's when he gets serious. .”
"Hey, this guy" Akujin curled his lips in displeasure.
He knew in his heart that Kamidailan was completely out of control when competing with him.
He was unhappy.
"Tezuka, why do you want to play tennis?" Kamidai Ami suddenly asked as he passed by.
(End of chapter)
