When the tennis ball falls into the racket, there is no unexpected terrifying power, only nothingness.
A hint of astonishment appeared on Echizen Ryuya's expression.
Then came fear.
"I can't feel the presence of my right arm?!" The racket in Echizen Ryuya's hand fell off and fell to the ground.
"30-0." The tennis ball rolled to the ground.
"What's going on?" Echizen Ryuya rubbed his right arm fearfully. At this moment, his arm regained its intuition, and the butterfly pattern on it had disappeared.
He looked at Kamidailan with a fearful expression, and his breathing became rapid.
"When the tennis ball flew towards me, I suddenly lost control of my right arm, as if it had been erased. Is it that pattern?"
"What a tricky ability." Echizen Ryuya frowned and thought.
"What's going on? Why is there something wrong with Long Ya's arm? Is it mental ball skills?" On the Yijun side, Mori Jusaburo rubbed his eyes with a look of disbelief on his face.
When their strength reaches their level, there will indeed be some ways to resist mental skills.
So general mental skills take a long time to be effective.
For example, Yukimura Seiichi's five senses have not reached the U17 level. To deal with the stronger national level, Yukimura Seiichi needs to plant spiritual seeds with several balls in advance.
After all the preparations are completed, the five senses can be activated.
After reaching the U17 level, it becomes even more difficult for mental skills to be effective.
After the initial solution, Jindai Blue only used two simple counterattacks to win the score.
"Why do I feel that this first interpretation is more terrifying than the swastika interpretation?" Chitose Chisato murmured.
"I see, it's really an interesting skill." Echizen Nanjiro naturally saw the clues and nodded thoughtfully: "This kid's skills are really good. This is a rules-based Zanpakuto similar to the Hanakuten Kuangko. This game is getting more and more fun." Thinking of this, Echizen Nanjiro smiled with interest.
"We've already conceded two goals, so hurry up." He shouted loudly.
"Hey, old man." Echizen Ryuya waved the racket unhappily, his right arm was flexible and there was no feeling of stagnation.
"Try again. As long as you hit back a few more times, I can take away this first solution." He threw the ball and dunked it hard.
"Uh-huh." His response was another tennis ball that shot out light.
This time, the butterfly reflected on Echizen Ryuya's neck.
"What's going on?" Echizen Ryuya frowned. He felt that his devouring ability seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and he could not get any feedback from Kamidaoran.
This situation only happened when fighting Nanjiro.
"Don't think about swallowing it." A black shadow appeared in front of the net, and the shadow enveloped Echizen Ryuya.
"Binding Path No. 8: Rebuke." The air current emerged and swept the tennis ball high into the sky. At the same time, the god of blue jumped up high.
"The tennis ball you have touched has exceeded the limit of swallowing."
"You rely too much on your own abilities, Echizen Ryuya." With a rather cold voice, the tennis ball turned into yellow light and shot towards Echizen Ryuya.
"Buzz." The tennis ball reflected the light and reflected on Echizen Ryuya's neck, leaving a butterfly pattern.
"The breathing has stopped." Echizen Ryuya maintained a shocked expression, fear appeared deep in his eyes, and his brain went dark.
"Bang." The tennis ball hit the ground and hit the barbed wire with an indomitable momentum.
"Kakkakkak." The wires on the barbed wire fence suddenly broke, and fierce sparks shot out.
He didn't stop until the tennis ball was nearly halfway embedded in it.
The whole tennis ball was charred and black smoke was rising.
"40-0."
"This kid is a bit ruthless." Echizen Nanjiro twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes a little dissatisfied.
"To directly deny the ability that Long Ya is best at and is proud of, this guy is murderous and heart-wrenching."
At the same time, Nanjiro was filled with expectations.
Echizen Ryuya's talent is amazing, perhaps even more than Nanjiro.
Theoretically speaking, as long as Echizen Ryuya keeps devouring other people's tennis balls, he can continue to become stronger.
His tennis path is one of robbery.
But he relies too much on this ability.
in other words.
If your opponents are useless, this ability is useless.
This is one that relies on the opponent's ability.
And this is exactly contrary to the original intention and principle of tennis becoming stronger.
Abilities obtained at will will not be cherished, and Echizen Ryuya also did not practice a skill diligently.
Without the understanding of the process and the emotion after success, he lacks the ability to create.
In other words.
His upper limit is also limited to a certain extent.
Once Echizen Ryuya encounters an opponent who can completely neutralize his devouring ability, his disadvantage will be infinitely magnified.
This is why Nanjiro hopes that Echizen Ryuya and Jindai Ai will compete.
I hope that through the hands of Kamishiro Ai, I can change Echizen Ryuya.
Let him rekindle the joy of exploring tennis a little bit in the past.
"Ryuya, stand up." Calls came to Echizen Ryuya's ears.
"Whoops!" The chest of Echizen Ryuya, who was lying on the ground, suddenly rose and fell, and his body twisted into a ball in pain, just like a drowning person sucking greedily after regaining air.
After breathing continuously for more than ten seconds, until the fear and pain on his face eased, Echizen Ryuya put his hands on the ground and climbed up with difficulty.
"Am I alive again?" He covered his neck in fear, his hands trembling.
The moment the opponent's tennis ball was smashed down, his breathing stopped suddenly, and his whole thinking seemed to have been pressed on the stop button, and everything returned to zero.
The fear of death and helplessness enveloped him, and he seemed to be in a dark abyss. No matter how much he shouted, there was no response.
He breathed greedily and looked at the blue sky with eyes full of nostalgia.
"There's only one last ball left." Jindailan's joking voice reached his ears.
Echizen Ryuya's body shook suddenly and he stood up with difficulty.
"There is only one ball left. As long as you devour this initial solution, you can turn defeat into victory." He tapped the tennis ball gently.
"But, can this Haikou really be swallowed?" Echizen Ryuya's heart sank to the bottom.
"Have you noticed? If you lose the ability to swallow, you will be weak and pitiful." Kamidaoran said softly.
When it comes to rules, Echizen Ryuya cannot swallow them up.
"Even without the ability to swallow, I can still defeat you." Cold sweat broke out on Echizen Ryuya's forehead.
He found that not only was his devouring ability ineffective, but even the gray cats and ghosts he had absorbed before disappeared from his mind.
"It has been discovered." Jindailan waved his racket, and the shadow of the bird and bee blurred and disappeared.
"Actually, I'm a little tired of it. Without the swallowing ability, you won't be able to provide any fun."
"By the way, the fun provided by the swallowing ability is also very limited."
Kamishiro stood slouched, racket pointed downward.
"It's time to fulfill my promise. I will seal your devouring ability. From now on, you will be an ordinary person."
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura like a mountain suddenly erupted from Kamdailan's body.
"Bang." Several Fudo Peak members were caught off guard and half-knelt on the ground, looking shocked.
(End of chapter)
