"Oops!" Hearing this, Ruo Renhong's pupils suddenly shrank and his breathing became messy.
He always thought that he was hiding well, but he didn't know that he was still discovered.
"Echizen finally discovered it." Tachibana and Chitose smiled happily: "It was the fear of Jindai that caused him to ignore the details of Wakatohiro's body. This is only clear to onlookers."
"Kamidai Minister is not that easy to imitate. Just a few rounds of returning the ball have drained his energy. Wakatohiro has already lost." Ibu Fukaji shook his head.
"Yes, Jindai's control of rotation is not only limited to the wrist and waist, but also the muscle control of various parts. For Wakatohiro, it is not easy to use Jindai's control to hit Tezuka's domain and triple counterattack."
Judging from the experience of Tachibana and Chitose, it can be seen that Wakatohiro is at the end of his game.
"What do you mean? Wakato has no physical strength anymore? He must have only imitated Jindailan and played two rounds." Shonan Chengcheng's smile solidified.
"You look at them like human legs."
Everyone looked and saw that Ruo Renhong's legs were shaking crazily.
"Hmph, you can't even imitate the minister's skills, so why do you claim to be a transformation?" Ryoma Echizen swung his racket, brought up the gray afterimage, pointed it at Wakatohiro, and said in an unruly tone: "You, you're still not good enough. It’s far away.”
"Damn guy." Ruo Renhong's eyes were shaken, and he wanted to say something that was consistent with the personality of Jindai Lan, but he found that his body suddenly seemed to be empty, and he could hardly even speak.
"Pfft." Ruo Renhong's legs softened and he knelt down on the ground.
His legs were shaking like a switch, and at the same time, his hands began to shake violently.
"It was my own mistake before. I was really shocked by your imitation and was confused instead. After I woke up, I have seen countless weaknesses in you. Your imitation was so bad."
Echizen Ryoma shook his head, took a step forward, looked down at Wakatohiro who was kneeling on the ground, and said coldly.
"Bad? Impossible, you have no idea how much effort I have put in." Ruo Renhong breathed heavily, his eyes full of unwillingness.
He still remembers the shock he felt when he saw Jindailan play for the first time.
From that moment on, he decided that he must imitate the god of blue.
He gets up early and stays up late at night, watching videos of Kamidai Lan day and night. From micro-expressions to micro-movements, he may even understand Kamidai Lan better than anyone else.
However, he has never been able to learn the skills of Shendailan. He knows that his physical fitness is not enough.
Until late one night, he felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, and his whole body seemed to turn on some switch.
He tried to imitate Jindailan, and he was actually able to use strong spinning skills.
From that moment on, he firmly believed that there was no limit to his transformation.
As long as you work hard enough, you can imitate anyone!
But now, this little man actually said that he had too many flaws, which made him unconvinced.
"Impossible! Maybe I can't fully use his skills, but I have studied his expressions and postures, and I will never make a mistake." He said unwillingly.
"Yes, from the outside, your expression and posture are exactly the same as the minister's. It even makes me feel like I am competing with the minister."
"But you know what?"
"You can't imitate the arrogance in his bones."
"Furthermore, the sense of oppression when playing against him is far inferior to that of you. When playing against the minister, just hitting a ball makes you feel as if the world is about to collapse. And you, you can't even be considered a pirate."
Kamishiro Blue has a very high status in Echizen Ryoma's mind.
To be precise, after seeing the match between Kamishiro Ami and Echizen Nanjiro, Kamishiro Ami has become the strongest player after Nanjiro in his heart.
He longed to fight Kamidaoran.
But at the same time, I was afraid of fighting him.
"If you want to imitate the minister, you are still far from it."
After withdrawing his thoughts, Echizen Ryoma said in a deep voice.
"Forcibly imitating will naturally lead to backlash." Jindailan shook his head secretly and looked at Huacun Aoi: "There is no suspense in this game, Coach Huacun."
"We abstain." Aoi Hanamura said hurriedly to the referee with a serious look on her face.
"Since Jojo Shonan Wakato Hiroshi was unable to compete, Fudoho Echizen Ryoma won."
"The current score is 3-0, Fudoho wins."
"According to the rules of the game, five games need to be played, and then there will be a two-on-one game."
"Well done, Echizen." Seeing Echizen approaching, Fudomine also sent encouragement.
On the other hand, Echizen Ryoma himself was a little unhappy.
The game felt quite anticlimactic.
He felt that he had just exerted his strength and the opponent had already fallen.
"Kamidai. What happened to Wakato Hiro?" Tachibana asked curiously.
From a scientific point of view, if Renhong's physical attributes are inferior to those of Shendailan, he should be unable to imitate his control of rotation.
But if Renhong did it, it only lasted a little short.
"What do you think?" Kamidaoran asked instead without answering.
"Is it the spirit?" Chitose made a hypothesis.
"It can be understood that way." Jindailan nodded and said slowly: "By chance, he has been exposed to the spiritual level, so he can overdraw his body and use rotations that he cannot control, but the cost is the rapid consumption of physical strength. Look. The way he is, there shouldn't be any sequelae."
"Sooner or later you will be exposed to mental skills. You don't have to learn them, but you must have methods to resist mental skills. After this Kanto Competition, I will take you to an interesting place."
After this type of topic is over, the singles two are about to begin.
"Now we have a two-on-one match, with Kamishiro Ai from Fudomine facing off against Reiji Kamijou from Shonan."
Following the referee's call, Kamijo Reiji suddenly stood up, his pupils burning with fighting spirit.
"Coach, I will defeat Jindailan. The most perfect work only needs me." He looked at Hanamura Aoi and said seriously.
Huacun Aoi's lips moved, and a thousand words finally turned into one sentence: "Come on."
She stared at Kamishiro Reiji who was walking towards the field, with a trace of sadness in her eyes.
She has always believed that scientific training can create perfect works.
He also works very hard to train his students.
But after seeing the video of Jindailan's competition, she knew that her students would never be able to catch up with Jindailan.
This is the gap in talent.
It is irreparable.
"Kamijo, I hope you can learn something from this competition." Aoi Hanamura could only respond with such expectations.
Kamishiro Reiji looked at Kamishiro Ai who was walking slowly, his eyes sparkling.
Fudofeng was originally a junior high school student.
Starting from the regional competition, they frequently defeated strong teams, including many powerful junior high schools such as Hyotei Academy.
His boss, Kamishiro Ami, has never been defeated and can crush even national-level players.
Kamishiro Reiji knew that it might be difficult for him to defeat the opponent.
But when he thought about how much the coach valued Kamidai Lan, he couldn't help but feel jealous.
"Coach, I will defeat him, I will!" His eyes turned cold.
(End of chapter)
