Chapter 106 Is This Really Playing Tennis? (First Order Request)
“Swish.”
"Tiger Cannon!"
Qianshi threw the ball high again, and when it reached the top, he jumped up and slammed it down.
"Bang!" The tennis ball immediately shot out with a shock wave.
"Ah, it feels so strange to receive my own special move." Fake Sengoku took a step forward, bulged the muscles in his right arm, and swung his arm out.
"Bang."
The tennis ball immediately turned into a stream of light and headed towards Qianshi's left half of the court.
“Tap, tap, tap.”
Sengoku ran quickly while constantly observing the fake Sengoku on the opposite side.
"What a joke! How can anyone in this world have two selves? This must be a trick of yours. As long as we defeat this imposter, we can crack this skill!"
Qianshi uses the soles of his feet as the axis and twists his body. The soles of his shoes rub against the ground. When the tennis ball comes, his body leans forward slightly, the angle of the racket is pressed down, and he suddenly strikes out with the weight of his body.
"drink!!"
Under Qianshi's expectant gaze, the tennis ball reached the opponent's other half of the court at lightning speed.
Faced with such a high-speed ball, the fake Sengoku looked very embarrassed, and he could only catch up with the ball after running hard.
The quality of the response was even worse.
In order to chase the ball, the fake Sengoku leaned too far forward, causing him to lose his balance and only managed to hit the ball back before falling.
"Swoosh." The tennis ball slowly flew towards Qianshi. From this angle, the ball would not cross the net.
Qianshi also stopped to save his energy.
"Snap." The tennis ball hit the top of the net and bounced playfully, falling into Qianshi's half of the court.
"40-0."
"Wow, I'm really lucky today! I thought I was going to lose points!!"
At the scene, the pseudo-Sengoku's excited voice echoed throughout the venue.
Even those who felt something was wrong could see it.
"This pirated Sengoku looks like Sengoku."
The fake Sengoku is not very strong, but he can score points with his incredible luck.
Isn't this Sengoku's style?
"The chance of the ball passing the net should be less than 0.1%, but it happened to pass the net. It seems that the Sengoku copied by Kamishiro perfectly imitated all of Sengoku's abilities." Gan adjusted his glasses and fell into deep thought: "This is not scientific."
After a moment, his eyes lit up: "I understand! This fake Sengoku is actually Kamishiro. The Kamishiro we saw was just a phantom created by sunlight and illusion. Kamishiro used abilities similar to those of a trickster to transform into Sengoku, and used his superb rotation and ball control to create the so-called luck. Rather than saying that it was a lucky ball just now, it is better to say that it was an inevitable lucky ball produced by technology!!"
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"How can anyone be as lucky as me!!" Anger burned in Qianshi's eyes, and his hands were tightly clenched on the tennis ball, with veins bulging.
"Boom!" He fired another tiger cannon.
"Bang." The fake Sengoku took a step forward and hit back with a standard forehand.
A shadow appeared in front of the net, and Qianshi had already reached the net. When the tennis ball came, he stretched out his right racket to the left, tiptoed hard, and immediately kicked the tennis ball that had just passed the net to the left side of the midfield.
"Ouch!!" The fake Sengoku ran as hard as he could, leaped to the ground, and stretched out the racket in his right hand.
"Bang." With a quite crisp sound, the racket just caught the falling tennis ball, and the tennis ball drew an arc and bounced to Xiang Qianshi's half of the court.
"This ball...can't cross the net." Qianshi and other tennis players gave their judgments at the first time.
"Bang." However, the tennis ball hit the top of the net dramatically again, just brushing the net and falling into Qianshi's half of the court.
"Game!, 1-0, Sen, no, Fudomine Kamishiro Lan is leading." The two Sengoku caused the referee to make a professional misjudgment, but fortunately he corrected it in time.
When they exchanged venues, Sengoku looked carefully at the fake Sengoku who was walking side by side with Kamishiro Ai, but found that the fake Sengoku was the same as himself, whether in terms of walking posture or details on his body, even the pores on his body were very real.
There is absolutely no way it can be false.
"Hey, Qianshi, I seem to be luckier than you today." Noticing Qianshi's gaze, the fake Qianshi turned his head and said with a smile.
Qianshi's eyes turned a little colder as he looked at Kamishiro Lan.
"What's wrong? Do you like the lucky duel I prepared for you?" Kamishiro Lan smiled gently.
"How is this possible? Are they all true?!" Qianshi felt like he was about to get confused.
Whether it is Kamishiro Lan or the fake Sengoku, they are both living people. Is he fighting two at once?
Qianshi's expression gradually became strange.
How did a one-on-one game turn into this situation?
"Oh, by the way, this is not just a lucky match, there is also a little surprise." Kamishiro Lan's next words made Sengoku feel even more creepy.
"I never thought that both the fake Sengoku and Kamishiro Lan are real." Gan looked solemn with a frown on his face.
"I think I know." After a moment, he nodded heavily and said to himself:
"We are now at this point in time. Each of us has a different probability of making different postures and expressions in the next moment. The same goes for Sengoku. Kamishiro Ai uses the flow of surrounding air and light and mental suggestion to make each of us reach a new level mentally."
"A famous scientist once said that our human brain is only developed to about 10%. The brain occupies all the material needs of thinking and movement. When the human brain reaches a greater degree of openness, it may control mysterious superpowers."
"And the mental skills displayed by Kamishiro Lan briefly developed our brains on a spiritual level, allowing us to come into contact with a mysterious parallel universe."
"Parallel universe?" Oishi and Kikumaru looked confused.
"Just like we are watching this game now, everyone has a certain probability of leaving halfway. We now choose to continue watching, but the us in the derived parallel world may choose to leave halfway or buy a bottle of drink and come back. Several worlds are like a straight line that will never intersect. This is the so-called parallel world."
"When our brains were developed, this world and the so-called parallel world overlapped at a certain dimension, which is why we see the coexistence of Kamishiro Ai and the fake Sengoku. In fact, the match between Sengoku and the fake Sengoku has crossed the dimension and is taking place at the intersection of the two worlds."
Gan's face was solemn: "As expected of Kamishiro Lan, this is a very dangerous skill."
"Perhaps as he said, this game is not just a game of luck. Qianshi must find a breakthrough."
"That's really horrible." The stupid Kikumaru sighed.
Only Dashi's mouth twitched wildly: "Is this really playing tennis?"
.......
"Is this really playing tennis?" Qianshi bent his knees slightly and got ready, with cold sweat inadvertently running down his forehead.
"Swish." The fake Qianshi on the opposite side suddenly threw the ball up, jumped up, and dunked it.
"Tiger Cannon!"
It's three o'clock in the morning, and there's more to come in the evening
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