"How is that possible?" Oni Jujiro's eyes widened and his hands trembled: "Tennis doesn't exist?!"
Before the tennis ball disappeared, Oni Jujiro had clearly seen the afterimages produced by all the tennis balls, and he swung countless rackets at the same time, but strangely, the tennis balls completely disappeared.
"What a weird skill." Oni Jujiro grabbed the racket and felt a chill on his back.
"Tezuka, if you were him, how would you crack this skill?" Fujisuke asked.
Tezuka pondered slightly and said: "Trying to use the field to draw the ball to me and counterattack. If the counterattack fails, then I may go to the net to volley in advance."
"Theoretically, we must fight back before the tennis ball disappears." Qian adjusted his glasses: "It's easier said than done."
If Oni Jujiro stands on the baseline, it will be difficult to intercept the tennis ball in advance. Even if he can do it, the consumption of physical strength will be huge.
The cost of running from the baseline to the net in one second is not enough to offset several minutes of continuous running.
"It's already 40-0, there's still one goal left." Jindai Lan said with a smile.
He knew that Oni Jujiro was far from using his trump card.
"Oni, be serious. If you lose, you will stay here. I don't want to work part-time!" Irie Kanata shouted at Oni Jujiro.
"Huh." Oni Jujiro took a long breath, and his momentum changed again.
"Hey! Wait a minute, this racket seems to be broken!" When Oni Jujiro was about to serve, Kamishiro Ami suddenly waved the cross racket in his hand.
The ball string above it has crumbled.
It is not easy to rely on the cross racket to withstand Oni Jujiro's black jack knife.
Being interrupted by Kamishiro Ai, Oni Jujiro's momentum suddenly stopped, and he looked a little depressed.
"Bad boy, it's a good thing you changed the racket, otherwise we might not have an assistant." While Kamishiro Ai was changing the racket, Echizen Nanjiro talked to him through the barbed wire fence.
"Coach Nanjiro, can you have some confidence in me?" Kamishiro Ai said with a smile without changing his movements.
"I have great confidence in you. Your current strength is among the top in the U17 competition, but this Oni Jujiro is not bad either. I believe you can also see that he has mastered that." Nanjiro He knitted his brows together and said in a deep voice.
Nanjiro is worried that Kamishiro Ami will lose a point because of his arrogance.
Because he has made similar mistakes in the past.
In a more ordinary World Series, he was so arrogant about his winning streak that he inadvertently lost a point. From then on, he outwardly despised his opponents but actually went all out.
Arrogance can easily turn a tennis player over.
Godly Blue is too invincible.
This is a good thing, but it also means that he can easily become arrogant without experiencing setbacks.
What's more, the junior high school period is the age of the second grade. A kid like Echizen Ryoma would be a fool if he won a game.
"Don't worry, I know it well." Kamishiro Ami picked up the racket and looked at Nanjiro with a smile in his eyes: "I will show you a new skill I have learned right away."
"Yo yo yo, it's incredible, then I have to take a good look at it."
Amid Nanjiro's teasing laughter, Kamishiro Ai returned to the court.
"I kept you waiting, let's tee off." He grabbed the racket.
"You are very strong, Kamidaoran. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that a junior high school student had such strength." Oni Jujiro said solemnly: "Next, I will go all out. "
"Crack." Oni Jujiro grasped the racket tightly, and a purple-black aura suddenly erupted from his body.
"Oni Jujiro." Looking at Oni Jujiro, who was completely different from before, Irie Kanata's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light: "Have you been awakened by the real you?"
"The real him?" Hearing this, the others looked surprised.
"Young people, your curiosity is really strong. Well, let me tell you briefly." Irie Kanata spread his hands helplessly.
"Only the best high school students can be absorbed into U17, and the ghosts at that time were the strongest in U17."
"The strongest high school student, it turns out, is the U17. No wonder they are so powerful."
Listening to Irie Kanata's words, everyone looked at each other in shock.
Irie Kanata continued: "Standing at the top, the lonely ghost slowly began to train players, until a few years ago, he lost to Phoenix who understood another dimension."
"Another dimension?"
"It's actually a different dimension?"
Qingxue and Ice Emperor looked confused, while Fudongfeng looked thoughtful.
"It's not convenient for you to know about things about different dimensions now." Irie Kanata shrugged: "All you need to know is that it's almost the same as the swastika."
"High school students can actually have similar skills to the swastika. We are still far behind." The eyes of Fudomine's main players flashed, full of fighting spirit.
Irie nodded and continued slowly: "After the defeat, he stayed at the No. 5 Court. Well~~~ You probably don't know about the No. 5 Court either. You may know it in the future. Anyway, the ghost is in the defeat. He became even more mysterious after that. I have never seen him at full strength, and this is also the first time I have seen a ghost glowing with fighting spirit."
Irie Kanata already roughly understood why the coach pushed Oni Jujiro and himself to go to Fudo Peak.
Judging from his own personality, he will never take action easily, so the person who fights Kamishiro Ai must be Oni Jujiro.
In front of the powerful Kamishiro Blue, Oni Jujiro may regain his past fighting spirit and rekindle his passion for tennis!
"Boom!" The moment Oni Jujiro burst out with momentum, a towering figure slowly unfolded behind Kamishiro Ai.
Tall, mighty, holding a long sword, and wearing captain Haori fluttering behind him. What is worth noting is that judging from the shape of his head, he does not seem to be a human figure.
"Quack, quack, quack." The moment the shadow appeared behind Kamishiro Ai, towering pressure descended on Oni Jujiro's body like a mountain, pressing his body to the point of making a sound.
"Is this Hajime or Swastika?" Feeling the momentum of the God's Blue Death Zanpakutō at close range, Oni Jujiro's pupils trembled.
"I actually feel fear."
"Damn it! I'm Oni Jujiro!" With the roar, the tennis ball was thrown up high, and it immediately roared and shot towards Kamishiro Lan.
"Not bad will, then let you experience the scenery at the top of the world."
"Roar, damn it."
"Boom!" As soon as he finished speaking, a strong arm with a height of five meters and a red light descended from the sky holding a Zanpakutō.
The ground cracked and dust flew into the air. The tennis ball, which was originally carrying power, sank into the anti-dust and there was no news until a second later, it flew back in the original direction with gravel and shock waves.
After the flying dust dispersed, everyone discovered that a small pit had appeared on the ground in front of Shendailan, surrounded by gravel.
Kikumaru: "Is this a killer tennis ball?"
"It's incredible. Just the first kick has the power to destroy the ground. Is this the Zanpakutō of Kamidai's blue power level? It's really interesting." Nanjiro's eyes couldn't hide the shock: "Kamidai, you kid The progress is also a bit ridiculously fast.”
"Do you want to pick it up? Of course I have to pick it up!" Onijujiro glared angrily, took a step forward, turned slightly sideways, subconsciously leaned forward, put his body weight on his arms as much as possible, held cards in both hands, and when the tennis ball came, his arms His muscles flexed and his arms swung out.
The racket brought up a gray afterimage and a loud cracking sound of wind.
"Bang!" With the explosion, the tennis ball fell into the racket and spun wildly on the string. Oni Jujiro's expression was ferocious, and the racket was dented at an exaggerated angle, looking like it was about to explode at any time.
"Go to me!"
After roaring, the tennis ball flew back with a roar, and the air flow brought up even more gravel wherever it passed.
"Boom!" The answer to this counterattack was still a majestic arm falling from the sky, falling like a knife that can chop a mountain, and the dust raised in an instant swallowed up the tennis ball.
The next second, the tennis ball shot back with faster speed and stronger power.
(End of chapter)
