"Kamidai Blue's first understanding of the game is said to transcend science." Irie Kanata spread his hands: "Just like our different dimension, it completely challenges the authority of science. I think this is the truth about the magic gun. From the racket A silver knife truly extends out of it."
"A silver knife?"
Looking at everyone's confused looks, Irie pointed to the tennis ball in the barbed wire fence and said: "There is a white knife mark on the tennis ball. I think this is the mark caused by the silver knife extending out and hitting the tennis ball."
"It makes sense." Watanabe nodded: "Although this initial explanation is not as weird as the Black Wing Demon, it is very practical."
"Yes, this is a perfect volley skill. It can produce very good results whether it is doubles or singles."
"boom."
"30-0."
"40-0."
With two silver shots, this round came to match point.
"Huchihuchi." Tezuka Kunimitsu's breathing became slightly heavier, and large beads of sweat continued to fall from his forehead.
This is not a physical exertion, but a mental exertion caused by high concentration of the mind.
"It's too fast. Why is there such a fast ball?" Tezuka pursed his lips and his expression darkened.
As a contestant, he can personally feel the horror of the magic gun.
When you just hit the ball back with your swing, the next second, the ball will fly upside down and hit your half of the court.
The whole process takes less than half a second. In this half second, he must predict the angle and force of the tennis ball's return and make a counterattack. This is simply impossible.
"What should we do?" Tezuka's mind was racing.
"How to react?"
"What's wrong, Tezuka, can't you think of a way?" Kamishiro Ami said with a smile, throwing up the tennis ball slightly in his hand: "If you can't even catch up with tennis, how can you become the world's number one tennis player?"
"boom!"
With his right hand pressed down, the tennis ball turned into a stream of light and headed towards Tezuka.
"Bang." When the tennis ball hit the ground and bounced up, Tezuka's racket accurately touched the tennis ball.
"As long as you see the tennis ball clearly, you can predict what's going on!" Tezuka seemed to suddenly think of something, his eyes widened, and he looked down.
"Uh-huh."
The tennis ball just flew over the net, and its shadow fell on the front of the net, and then headed towards Tezuka's half of the court at an extremely fast speed.
"Shadow, I saw it!" Tezuka's pupils shrank, his body started at the same time, and he suddenly jumped to the right, stretched his body, and straightened the racket in his left hand with all his strength.
In the astonished eyes of others, the tennis racket barely touched the tennis ball.
With a crisp sound, the dropped tennis ball flew out of bounds.
"Game, 3-1, Fudomine Kamishiro Blue is in the lead."
"Just a little bit!" Although he lost points, Tezuka was not depressed at all, but instead ignited a stronger fighting spirit.
You can touch the ball this time, and you can definitely hit it next time.
"As expected of Tezuka Kunimitsu, he was able to catch that ball." People on the sidelines were even more impressed.
The intensity of this game has exceeded everyone's imagination.
Tezuka showed the qualities that a top national-level player should have, always staying calm, having superb skills, and constantly seeking breakthroughs.
The god of death, God Blue, is even more well-deserved. No matter how powerful the opponent's skills are, God Blue will never panic. He can steadily crack the opponent's skills and his strength is unfathomable.
What people are discussing now is no longer whether Kamidaoran can defeat the Son of God.
Rather, the Son of God can win a few games.
"Deputy Minister Sanada, the strength of Kamishiro Ami." Nioh Masaharu hesitated: "It's completely impossible to see through. I tried to imitate the minister's five sense deprivation. Although I failed, I still have a little clue. However, I can't imitate it at all. The beginning and end of the Age of Gods, his beginning is so mysterious, it not only has many types, but also covers all aspects of abilities."
"I think he might be better than the minister."
With a soft sigh, Sanada fell silent, and then said calmly for a moment: "Yukimura was also defeated 6-0 by Kamishiro Blue in the past."
"Fudoho's growth rate is too fast. They are definitely the biggest obstacle to Rikkai University's third consecutive championship this year."
"The magic gun seems to be a vacuum wave extending from the tennis racket to hit the tennis ball." Qian frowned: "The yellow tennis ball and the fleeting silver light in the sun can easily make people's eyes tired. If you stare at the tennis ball to track it, , which not only puts a lot of burden on the eyes, but also makes mistakes easily, so Tezuka judged the flight angle of the tennis ball through the shadow, which was a very smart idea, but the time to fight back was still too hasty."
"Isn't there a way to crack this initial solution?" Takeshi Momoro said with a frustrated look on his face.
"It is impossible to have invincible skills. Every skill will have flaws." Fuji Shusuke looked determined.
He began to review the previous game in his mind.
When he noticed Kamishiro Lan's posture, his eyes lit up and he murmured to himself: "So that's it, I know the way to crack it."
"Senior Fuji, do you know how to crack the magic gun?" Everyone exclaimed.
Fuji nodded solemnly: "Tezuka is now a fan of the authorities. Don't worry, he will definitely find a flaw before long! But the premise is that he cannot be dragged away by the rhythm of Kamishiro Blue."
In a tennis match, the mind is always tense, so it is easy to overlook some very simple factors.
Now that Tezuka was beaten by a series of sharp guns, he was a little breathless, so he naturally ignored many small factors.
"Bang." Tezuka served the ball and applied spin, hoping to rely on his ability in the field to pull the tennis ball.
"Shoot him, sharpshooter." As the light flashed away, the tennis ball hit the ground again and flew out of the court.
"Tap, tap, tap." Tezuka's figure started, following the shadow of the tennis ball. Unfortunately, his speed was limited. He jumped again, stretched out his arms, and tried to reach the tennis ball.
After struggling hard, the racket in his hand touched the tennis ball. With a dull hitting sound, the tennis ball floated towards the position of Jindailan in an arc.
"Step." Jindailan jumped up in front of the net and hit the tennis ball to the other side with a casual smash.
"15-0."
"No, the method of catching shadows doesn't work at all, and the body has no time to react." Liu Lianer shook his head repeatedly: "The flight distance of an ordinary tennis ball should be from the bottom line on one side to the bottom line on the other side, but with the magic gun, The flying distance is directly halved, which also means that Tezuka's running and reaction speed must be doubled, which is absolutely impossible to crack the magic gun."
"30-0."
"40-0." Tezuka Kunimitsu kept losing points.
Tragic.
are the words that come to everyone's mind.
Even if the national-level Tezuka Kunimitsu turns on selflessness, he is still losing ground.
Keep failing and keep getting up.
"Minister." The Qingxue members clenched their fists quietly, their eyes filled with unbearability.
"Tezuka, stand up! You can do it." Fujisuke said with a worried look in his eyes: "Don't be confused by the current battle situation, you can definitely find the opponent's flaws!"
"Game, 4-1, Fudomine Kamishiro Blue is in the lead."
"15-0."
"30-0."
"40-0."
"Bang!" Another super-high-speed counterattack. Tezuka took steps without hesitation, his eyes firm.
At this moment, his body was covered with dirt and grass clippings, and his knees and arms also had various injuries from falls.
"Kamidai!" He looked at Jindai Lan, hit the racket hard in his hand, added spin to the tennis ball, and left with an arc.
He saw Kamishiro Lan assuming that weird posture again, his eyes widened, and an idea flashed in his mind.
"I understand! It turns out! This is how the magic gun is cracked!"
The next moment, Tezuka activated his body and ran towards the left before the tennis ball passed the net.
(End of chapter)
