"Akutsu, if that's all, just retreat. At least you can retain a trace of dignity." 'Kamidai Blue' raised the corners of his mouth and said slowly.
"Hey." Hearing this, Akutsu clenched his racket in displeasure.
"Well, this tone. This arrogance is quite similar to the minister." Kamio Akira glanced at Dai Lan and said to himself.
"Whoops." Akutsu threw the ball, his eyes focused, and he dunked it hard.
With the explosion, the tennis ball hit the ground at a sharp angle and bounced high.
"Too weak, Akutsu." 'Kamidai Blue' picked it up casually and hit a spinning lob.
The moment the tennis ball flew high into the sky, it fell rapidly.
"Damn it, you bastard!" Akutsu jumped up and waved the racket angrily.
But he saw 'Kamidai Blue' with his back facing the net, kneeling on one knee, holding the racquet with both hands horizontally to the left side of his chest.
"Kirin landed." The light suddenly appeared, and the tennis ball turned into a flash of light and hit Akutsu's bottom line in the second half.
"15-0."
The atmosphere in the entire stadium became solidified.
"Having Kamidai Blue's skills means that he can use all his skills." Inui Sadaharu said solemnly: "What's more, there are ghost ways, and there may even be a beginning."
"No, Nioh's body cannot support Kamidai Blue's transformation. Haven't you noticed that from just now, Nioh has been trying to avoid the use of Kidou as much as possible. Regardless of whether he has mastered Kamidai Blue's skills, his physical fitness is completely If you don't meet the standards, you won't be able to play the ultimate game of the gods." Tezuka Kunimitsu shook his head.
"Transforming into the Age of Gods only accelerated Nioh's defeat."
"Yes, Tezuka is right." Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes, his blue eyes fixed on the freehand 'Kamidai Blue' in the field, and added: "Forcibly use your own body to transform into a super-standard one." The Age of Gods will only accelerate the consumption of physical strength. Once Akutsu detects an abnormality, the game will be over."
Inui Sadaharu nodded thoughtfully: "I see, no wonder I feel that Nio's fight was a little too hasty."
"This game is very important for Tatekai Dai. If he loses, Tatekai Dai will basically have no hope of victory. Now Niou wants to defeat the opponent with willpower."
"Game, 4-1, Tatekai Dainin and Wang Masaharu are in the lead."
"Well done! Nioh, kill him in one go." Tatekai Ohnata cheered.
"This game is not as intense as expected." The audience was a little unhappy.
In their opinion, Akutsu's Kenpachi aura suddenly shriveled up in less than one round, and he was out of shape.
Nioh Masaharu sat back on the coaching bench, taking a swig of his drink, beads of sweat dripping down his neck.
"Can you still hold on?" Sanada asked in a voice that only two people could hear, with an unbearable tone.
"Even if you can't, you must persist." Nioh covered his red and swollen arms and gritted his teeth and said: "We promised the minister that we must win!!"
Sanada's eyes wandered, his lips moved, and finally his words turned into a sigh.
Liu Rener's eyes were deep. He had already seen through everything. He stepped forward and said firmly: "Nioh, if you continue like this, your arm will become useless. Please put some medicine on it."
"No." Nioh glanced at Fudomine without leaving any trace.
Applying medicine is tantamount to exposing the secret, wouldn’t all previous efforts be wasted?
Fudomine coaching bench.
Akutsu covered his head with a towel and said nothing.
Nanjiro picked at his feet and teased: "Hey, the iron-headed man before was not afraid of me, but why is he afraid of the impostor? Is it because he was beaten last time?"
"What a shame!" Ajiujin felt his anger rising.
"Uh-huh. Today's young people really don't know how to respect the old and care for the young." Nanjiro patted Akutsu's shoulder with a scratchy hand. Under the latter's murderous eyes, he said: "It's normal for young people to be confused. , but it’s embarrassing to be confused in front of piracy.”
"Hey, I know, old man, you are really verbose!" Akutsu suddenly picked up the racket, his eyes returned to fierceness, he turned his head and looked at Dai Lan, and said arrogantly: "One day I will beat you! "
"Now, I'll kill this pirate first!" After saying that, he walked into the field carrying the racket, red aura erupted from the surface of his body, and ripples rippled around him.
"Trouble." Sanada and others frowned.
"Don't worry, I can still fight." Nioh Masaharu stood up.
"Bang!" The tennis ball shuttled between the two people again.
"Hey! Hitting this kind of ball with this face really makes me want to hit your face with a tennis ball." Akutsu jumped into the air, stretched his body, and fell in a large shape. When he reached a certain height, Twisting his body, he drew out his right hand like a sword.
"Bang!" The tennis ball was wrapped in a red aura, instantly piercing the racket in Nioh Masaharu's hand, hitting the ground hard, and after spinning wildly, it was embedded in the barbed wire like a sharp arrow.
"This" the whole place was silent except for 'Kamidai Lan' who was covering his arms and trembling slightly.
Akutsu's war-god-like figure came into his eyes, and the pain from his arm made his breathing disordered and rapid.
"Hey! Pirate, you don't even know his skills, so don't come here to embarrass me." Akutsu walked to the net with the racket on his shoulder, and suddenly dropped the racket in his hand. In the middle of the exclamation, the racket stopped at the 'Kamidai Blue' Above his forehead, his expression was wild and arrogant.
"I have thought about this scenario countless times, but doing it to a fake like you really makes me feel sick." Akutsu put away his racket and headed towards the backcourt.
"Your transformation was really good. For a moment, it really made me feel like facing the God of Blue. However, the fear you brought to people is that you can't do it at all."
"Competing with him is like facing death itself. No matter how hard you try, you can't reach hope. As for you, bum"
Akutsu touched the heart that was still beating on his chest, and the ultimate destructive power of the Goddess Blue emerged in his mind.
"You're still far from it, Nioh Masaharu."
"Buzz." Nioh Masaharu touched the transformation, his hands were hanging down, and sweat was flowing.
He didn't speak, his eyes fixed on Akutsu.
"Li Hai is invincible." He grabbed the racket with difficulty and returned to the backcourt.
"Bang!" A new round of confrontation began, but this time, the situation tilted towards Akutsu.
Akutsu used his physical talents to the fullest, constantly catching up with the tennis ball and delivering powerful blows.
Nioh Masaharu struggled to support himself, and the excessive consumption of physical strength made it difficult for him to even transform.
"Kamidai Lan's transformation is a double-edged sword." Liu Renji said with a complicated face: "To be precise, it is more swords swinging at oneself. This is the God of Death. Don't try to imitate, otherwise, you will perish."
"boom."
"Game, 6-4, Fudomine Akutsu wins."
"The current score is 2-1, Fudoho is in the lead."
As the last tennis ball turned into white light and hit the bottom line, the game was officially over.
Next is the singles match.
"It's my turn." Genichiro Sanada took out his racket.
At the same time, Jindailan also stretched out and picked up the racket.
Both sides' eyes converged.
push a book
(End of chapter)
