Chapter 151: Seamless light, swastika covers everything

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"Really? Then show everything you have, and from now on, move firmly in your own direction." Kamidaoran showed a gentle smile.

At this moment, he was also touched by Tezuka's love for tennis.

Perfection is the ultimate secret and true meaning of tennis, and it is also the pinnacle that tennis players pursue throughout their lives.

When they first learn tennis, everyone has a perfect match, but as they grow older, their love for tennis begins to deteriorate.

Or it turns into a desire for victory, or into a desire for fame.

When the sincerity towards tennis is no longer pure, the perfection becomes dull.

Only when you pick up the pure love you once had, break your own limits, and move towards something stronger, will the seamless light become dazzling.

There are three types of seamless radiance: the radiance of love, the radiance of loneliness, and the radiance of perseverance.

The brilliance Tezuka Kunimitsu has now opened is the brilliance of love opened by people who sincerely appreciate the joy of tennis and enjoy the fun of tennis to the fullest.

Ever since he came to this world, Kamishiro Ami decided to play an invincible tennis match.

He has always believed that he plays tennis for victory and fun.

The so-called fun is to drive the opponent into despair step by step. Watching these plot characters start the "explosion" that the audience talked about in previous lives, and then defeat them. This sense of accomplishment is difficult to describe in words.

When you really enter the so-called animation world, you will find that the unreasonable operations in animation are actually real. Every time you see them, you can't help but admire them. The world is really wonderful.

To say that he likes tennis, Jindailan may like it, but it is definitely not a love.

He had also thought about whether he would be perfect in his field?

Maybe you will realize the so-called glory of loneliness.

Or, comprehend the Asura Shinto that is in perfect harmony with Heaven.

But in the end, he discovered that he didn't need these two paths at all. What he wanted to take was his own path, nothing more.

Along the way.

Communicating and competing with so many plot characters made Kamidaoran feel like he was in another world.

In the past, he had always stayed away from this world and regarded everyone as a plot character.

When he realized the meaning and belief of everyone's fight, and that every character was full of flesh and blood and real, he slowly integrated his separated self into this world.

"Tennis, it seems quite interesting." Looking at Tezuka Kunimitsu with a bright smile, at this moment, he was suddenly able to understand the potential reasons why the original character continued to explode on the tennis court.

He suddenly felt a little relieved.

Now that I have come to this world, I will truly assume the role of Minister Fudomine as Kamishiro Blue, enjoy tennis, and write my own legend.

Thinking of this, Jindailan's body suddenly burst into dazzling colorful light.

At the same time, the white light belonging to the aura of the god of death also bloomed and rushed into the sky.

"Whether it's the Asura Shinto, the Seamless Clothes, or the breath of death or the breath of the void, they are all my weapons. I will control them all and become the god of tennis in this world."

"The path I want to take is an invincible path."

The light caused everyone to stretch out their arms to cover it.

Only Oni Jujiro and Irie Kanata did not stretch out their hands. They stared at the two people in the light, their eyes full of inexplicable meaning.

"It's perfect. Is this the state of loving tennis? Do you love tennis? Oni." Irie Kanata looked at Oni Jujiro.

"Love?" Oni Jujiro murmured to himself, his eyes full of confusion.

Somehow, he seemed to have forgotten his original intention.

"Can you find the answer from him?" Oni Jujiro looked at Kamishiro Ami bathed in the light and said to himself.

"Hey, ghost, I have a premonition." Irie Kanata suddenly said with a smile.

"Um?"

"This god-generation blue may have surpassed us, maybe he will bring a big earthquake to the tennis world~~"

Irie Kanata has deep eyes. As a movie star, he never expresses his true inner thoughts and his emotions always remain stable.

But I have to admit that after Jindailan burst out with his own aura, Irie's whole body was boiling with blood.

Qian took off his eyes, rubbed his eyes, put them on again and said with emotion: "Whether it's you, me, or others in Fudofeng, we may have forgotten that we who once picked up the racket did it for love, and without knowing it, In our sleep, our purpose changed from pure love to becoming stronger and winning. In the process, we gained hard work, but also lost the pure feelings. Tezuka and Jindai were both junior high school students. People at the top of the tennis world still carry that Akagi, and maybe that’s why they are so different.”

"I have to say, Echizen really followed a good minister." Takeshi Momoro put away his prejudice, scratched his head, and said with a smile.

Kaoru Kaido: "The outcome of this game is no longer important."

"Watch well, Yuta. This may be the greatest game in the junior high school world." Fuji Shusuke looked at the focused Fuji Yuta sitting on the coaching bench and said to himself with a smile.

Chitose: "I have never seen such a happy Jindai. It seems that Tezuka really gave him a big surprise."

"Even though he has been restricted by his elbow for two years, Tezuka can still burst out with power that surpasses you." Tachibana hesitated to speak, with envy in his eyes, but more of it was appreciation.

"Chitose. Our progress is still too slow. We need to work hard."

"of course!"

Focus on the ground!

Tezuka changed the racket to his left hand, his eyes focused as never before.

"Whoa." He threw the ball and concentrated all his power on the racket, gathering strength all over his body.

At the moment of buckling, the racket brought up a gray afterimage, and with an explosion, a ripple seemed to appear in the air, and the tennis ball immediately blasted towards Jindai Lan with a shock wave.

"Whoosh." The tennis ball shuttled through the seamless light like a visible lightning, and the air flow caused the net to tremble.

Then, under the special light of the tennis ball entering the God's Blue, the tennis ball seemed to have entered a ball of cotton, and meekly entered the God's Blue's racket, and all the power and speed seemed to disappear into nothingness.

It enveloped everything in an instant and launched towards Tezuka like a cannonball.

"It's so heavy." After the tennis ball entered the racket, the huge force pushed the string backwards, as if the string was about to break at any time.

But as a steady stream of light gathered, Tezuka still raised his arms and swung out.

"Boom!" The tennis ball appeared in front of Kamidaoran in an instant, and when it bounced off the ground, it seemed like the ground was shaking.

"Well done!" A woman with a gentle temperament and a Zanpakutō at her waist condensed on the figure of Feiyu behind Kamishiro Blue.

With the more ferocious counterattack, the string of the racket in the hand of Jindailan broke and could no longer withstand the next blow.

Without any surprise, the tennis ball penetrated the racket in his hand and flew into the barbed wire fence.

"40-0."

"Do you want to see the despair of hell?" Jindai Lan's whole temperament became fierce, and the eyes of the woman behind him also changed, and her hair was raised and fluttering behind her.

"I'll stay with you until the end!" Tezuka tightened his grip on the racket, his eyes firm.

"As you wish, Swastika."

"All done."

(End of chapter)