"Jindai is completely angry." Chitose swallowed hard.
"I have never seen the minister really angry. What will happen?" Echizen Ryoma's eyes never left Kamishiro Ai, as if he wanted to remember everything he would see next.
"Jiejie, Jindai is actually really angry, haha, that little guy with an inch head is dead." Akutsu looked at Kamishiro Reiji with gloating, the corners of his mouth raised.
They can naturally see that Kamishiro's previous tennis ball was aimed at Kamishiro Lan's neck.
This is no longer just hurtful tennis.
It can be said.
Shencheng has stepped on the red line in everyone's mind.
It would be a shame for such a scumbag to die.
Sanada: "It seems that Jindai has been angered. Renji, take a good look. Maybe we can collect key data this time."
"I know that when a person loses control of his emotions, there is a high probability that he will reveal some of his trump cards. However, for a mysterious person like God, the possibility of losing control of his emotions is only 1.1%." Liu Renji stared at the field seriously. , countless data flew through his mind, and finally sighed: "No, the data I have collected so far does not have much reference value. The Age of Gods is too mysterious, and he feels that what we are seeing now is just the tip of his iceberg. That’s all.”
"How could such a super guy appear in the junior high school competition?" Marui Bunta couldn't help complaining: "It's a complete cheat."
"To another extent, so is Buchou," Nioh couldn't help but interject.
"Uh, that seems right." Marui Bunta stammered.
They saw the shadow of the Son of God in the current God on behalf of Blue.
He is also invincible among junior high school students and can easily defeat his opponent in every match.
The difference is that God's Blue has many skills and is a bit more mysterious than the Son of God.
"Do you think the minister can defeat Jindai?" Niou suddenly asked.
"Judging from the data collected so far, Minister Yukimura's winning rate against the Gods is about 36%. If the five senses are used, the winning rate will be unpredictable." Liu Renji said slowly.
"This means that the foundation of the Age of Gods is more terrifying than the minister." After hearing this, everyone fell silent and the atmosphere became heavy.
"Super. Deep power?" Cheng Cheng Shonan's side looked shocked.
"Did Shen Cheng break through himself?"
"The speed of the super deep power is faster and the rotation is stronger, but why can the opponent still fight back?"
"Did the previous ball aim at the neck?"
"Kamijo, you've gone too far!!" Aoi Hanamura was so angry that her delicate body trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with overflowing disappointment.
When he first joined Jojo Shonan, he noticed the talent and strength of Kamijo Reiji.
Compared with other members, Reiji Kamijo has a very good body, but his tennis style is not advisable.
Aoi Hanamura spent several months revising Kamijo Reiji's style, hoping to lead him on the right path.
Little did I know.
Everything fell short.
Kamijo Reiji returned to his previous tennis path.
This style of tennis is likely to attract the wrong people.
For example, Godly Blue.
Even though Kamishiro Ami was always smiling, Hanamura Aoi had a feeling.
There is a terrifying monster living in the heart of Kamishiro Blue.
If awakened, it will bring disaster to the other party.
"Coach, are you worried about me?" Kamishiro noticed Hanamura Aoi's worried eyes and gritted his teeth unwillingly: "I will not lose! I will prove! I am better than him, and I am the most perfect person. s work!"
In the third game, Jindailan served and both sides took their positions.
"Huh." Kamijo Reiji bent his knees and made a ready posture. The Kamidai Blue opposite him seemed to be shrouded in low pressure, giving him the pressure to choose and devour others.
Kamijo Reiji couldn't help but sweat broke out on his forehead.
Looking at Kamishiro Reiji who was starting to become nervous, the corners of Kamishiro Blue's mouth curved in a rather cruel arc.
"Hey, have you seen the cherry blossoms on the tennis court?"
His voice echoed throughout the room.
"Sakura?" Everyone looked confused, unable to grasp what Jindai Lan wanted to express.
"Scatter, Senbonzakura!"
While whispering softly, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the originally peaceful tennis court.
In the sky, pink cherry blossom petals fell together. The originally blue sky was decorated with beautiful pink, and the air seemed to be filled with a floral fragrance.
"What a nice view."
"So romantic." All the female viewers couldn't help showing their fascination.
Neon women are naturally obsessed with cherry blossoms. In this hot summer, being able to see cherry blossoms makes their mood suddenly become much more refreshing.
"It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable, cherry blossoms are actually floating in the field. What's the principle?" Inoue Mamoru's eyes were horrified and he kept mumbling to himself: "This is unscientific, how did it be done?"
"Ah, it's so beautiful!" Saori on the side took photos wildly with a camera.
Tomorrow's headlines have been decided.
"The God of Death Bathed in Cherry Blossoms"
"So quiet and peaceful." Such a strange atmosphere made Kamishiro Reiji's expression appear dazed.
He still held his right hand tightly, preparing to fight back.
However, he did not see Kamishiro Ami's serve.
What's even weirder is that the tennis ball held by Jindailan's left hand disappeared.
The cherry blossoms are still falling and will soon fall on Reiji Kamijo.
Liu Renji suddenly said: "No! There is something weird about these cherry blossoms!"
The next moment the words fell, Kamijo Reiji was shrouded in cherry blossoms, scars erupted all over his body, and blood splattered.
Amid the horrified exclamations of the audience, his consciousness paused, maintaining his previous dazed expression, and slowly fell towards the ground.
At the moment when he lost consciousness, he saw the extremely cold eyes of Jindai Lan.
And I heard a voice saying to myself:
"The bloody cherry blossoms in summer are also a kind of romance."
"Ta." All the cherry blossoms fell on the half of Kamishiro Reiji, forming a beautiful tomb for him.
"Sakura Grave." Jindailan grabbed the string: "This is your farewell to tennis."
"What happened? The petals turned into tennis balls?" At this time, a scream sounded.
Then the whole place was in an uproar.
Only then did everyone realize that all the cherry blossoms that fell on Reiji Kamijo's half had turned into blood-stained tennis balls.
Dozens of pieces.
Hundreds of pieces!
A tennis ball only as big as the palm of your hand was divided into hundreds of pieces.
How else could this be done?
Is this really something humans can do?
Everyone felt their mouths were dry and their pupils were shocked.
"Referee, it's time to announce the result of the game. He won't wake up in a short time." Jindai Lanwen said.
"This" the referee's body trembled.
"Kamijo-kun?" he said tentatively.
But Kamishiro Reiji didn't react at all.
The blood stains on the ground were shocking.
Members of Jojo Shonan swarmed over, worriedly checking on Kamijō's injuries.
"Kamidai Ai, you're going too far." Aoi Hanamura scolded with an indifferent expression.
"Don't worry, it's just a skin injury. However, he will never pick up a racket in his life." Kamishiro Ami remained unmoved and smiled.
"You," Huacun Aoi said, unable to care so much, and cooperated with the students to lift the sacred city.
"Has the ambulance been called? Where's the ambulance?"
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
"Sakura's skills, why does this first interpretation feel more terrifying than the swastika interpretation?" Echizen Ryoma twitched the corner of his mouth and whispered.
"This is a purely violent tennis match, and the visual shock is really amazing." Chitose couldn't help but sigh: "The violent match is much more aggressive than the ordinary shot."
"This is the Age of Gods." Jun nodded: "Never anger the Age of Gods."
"I understand, that's what happened." A look of surprise appeared in Liu Lian'er's eyes.
"I understand the principle of this initial solution."
"I see."
(End of chapter)
