Chapter 125: Shock, the Ice and Snow Begin to Melt
"An escape song towards frustration?" A hint of surprise flashed in Kamishiro Ai's eyes.
This is an evolved version of the Waltz Towards Destruction. The first part is still about knocking other people's rackets away, while the tennis ball hit in the second part is like a phoenix flashback, flying close to the ground.
This ball skill is quite gorgeous.
However, in Kamishiro Lan's opinion, its practicality is still not high.
"This kind of ball skills are useless to me, Atobe." Kamishiro Lan turned his wrist.
"Kamiyo, I have seen through your blind spot." Atobe shouted loudly with a confident look on his face.
"Bang." Several icicles fell from the sky, pierced around Kamishiro Lan's body, and condensed into frost.
Atobe Keigo, the world of ice!
"Did you see that? Icicles fell from the sky." Most of the regular players from Qingxue and Fudomine looked shocked.
Only Hyotei's side remained calm, as they all understood Atobe's abilities.
"Atobe's insight saw through Kamishiro's weakness and sent down icicles to block it. This ability is quite terrifying." Chitose said slowly, with a relaxed expression, without a trace of worry about Kamishiro Lan.
"But what he saw through was only the God Era who displayed this strength. If he wanted to, he could break it in an instant." Tachibana nodded and said.
Ibu, Kamio and others swallowed hard.
Seeing such horrific ball skills, we can still chat and laugh.
Is this the world of the strong?
.......
"Oh, it seems we've made it just in time." At this moment, the back of a wretched monk appeared in the stands. It was none other than Fudomine's coach, Nanjiro Echizen.
"Mr. Nanjiro." It was as if Inoue Mamoru had a passive buff that could capture Nanjiro. The moment Nanjiro appeared, he noticed him and walked over with Saori.
"Uh, I'm not Nanjiro." Nanjiro spoke with a strange accent and posed coquettishly.
Under Inoue Mamoru's gaze that said, "I see through you," he sighed and became serious.
"Mr. Nanjiro, what do you think?" Inoue Mamoru asked with a smile.
"What's so good about this? Both sides are very talented young people. It's commendable that Atobe Keigo has been able to perfect his field to this extent at such a young age. Unfortunately, his opponent is Kamishiro Ai."
Nanjiro made no secret of his admiration and regret for Atobe.
"Mr. Nanjiro." Inoue Mamoru sighed, with a look of emotion on his face: "Kamiyo may be the invincible existence in this junior high school national competition. Under his brilliance, everyone else seems inferior."
In the past, Inoue Mamoru was looking forward to the performance of the samurai's son, Echizen Ryoma, but since when, his attention was attracted by Kamishiro Ai, and both magazine reports and private blogs subconsciously revolved around Kamishiro Ai.
"Excluding the maybe, Inoue, Kamishiro must be an invincible player in the national competition. The level he has reached is no longer something that a junior high school student, or even a high school student can reach." Nanjiro crossed his arms with a smile on his face.
.......
"Kamiyo, I'm going to take this point!" Accompanied by a roar, the tennis ball went towards the handle of Kamiyo Aoi's racket.
Facing the rapidly approaching tennis ball, there was no sign of panic on Kamishiro Ai's face. Instead, she looked relaxed.
He stretched out his left hand and held up the non-existent snow that was slowly falling. The white snow suddenly solidified around him. This time, his heroic act was seen by all the audience.
The whole scene suddenly became chaotic.
"Am I seeing things? Why is there ice and snow around the Minister of Fudomine?"
"The ground is frozen?! Is this really a tennis ball? Am I hallucinating?!"
"Fantasy Tennis!! This is fantasy tennis!!"
There are also fantasy novels in this world, so they are quite popular.
"Ice and snow? Could it be that... Kamishiro is going to use..." Tachibana and Chitose looked at each other and said in unison: "Hajime's ball skills."
"It looks like the real game is about to begin." Nanjiro's expression turned serious.
"Hey, Atobe, do you know that zero degrees in summer is the extreme cold?" Kamishiro Ai's voice echoed throughout the venue.
"Dance, your sleeves are covered with white snow." Along with the opening words, the entire venue was suddenly covered with snow.
The ice and snow fell on the audience, bringing a chilly feeling that made many people shiver.
Their eyes were shocked.
You have to know that it is midsummer now, the outdoor temperature is basically around 30 degrees, and everyone must be wearing short-sleeved shirts and shorts.
But the ice and snow really brought the cold.
It's cold and hot, the two feelings are intertwined, extremely complicated.
A female shadow condensed behind Kamishiro Ai, with a delicate face, a cold expression, and a flat body. The Zanpakutō in her hand was pure white, with an oval-shaped hilt and six hollows. There was a pattern on the front of the handle, and a white ribbon connected to the end.
"So beautiful." The exquisite face was impeccable, causing countless people to exclaim.
"Crack." The tip of the knife dropped to the ground, emitting a creepy chill, and the nearest ground had already condensed into solid ice.
Even Atobe, who was jumping up to smash the ball, felt the chill.
"Shikai Technique?! You finally used the Shikai Technique!" Atobe's eyes were excited.
"First Dance - Moonlight White." The phantom's knife drew a circle casually, and then, with Kamishiro Lan as the center, a circle with a diameter of five meters appeared. The ground turned a cold white, and white snow rose into the sky.
"How is this possible?!" Atobe's pupils reflected the endless white, and the frost even climbed up his arm. He witnessed with his own eyes the tennis ball hitting the area where Kamishiro Lan was. When entering the white area, the speed of the tennis ball slowed down and finally stopped in mid-air.
It was as if the pause button was pressed, and it was suspended in mid-air, motionless.
"Atobe, your splendor is just for viewing." Kamishiro Lan laughed softly and swung the racket in his hand. At the same time, the shadow behind him also stabbed out with a sword.
"Bang." There was a loud bang, and the tennis ball that was originally frozen in mid-air seemed to be unsealed. All the power and speed contained in it exploded, instantly hitting the baseline, flying out of bounds, and hitting the wire mesh.
"Crack, crack, crack!" The tennis ball quickly froze to the wire mesh, emitting a biting cold light under the midsummer sun.
The whole audience was silent.
There was only the sound of gasps after the trace landed.
"Ice...this ball..." After a few seconds, the scene was boiling.
No one could explain what they saw.
See ice and snow in summer.
The extreme cold can even freeze the ball in mid-air.
This is too unbelievable.
"Why does it feel like we are not playing the same tennis?" The starting lineups of other junior high schools were in disarray.
"Kamiyo is still as strong as ever. His Shikai skills are truly terrifying." Tachibana couldn't help but sigh.
What he was most thankful for was meeting Kamishiro Lan and becoming close friends with her.
He believes that under the leadership of Kamishiro Ai, Fudomine will be unstoppable this year.
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