Chapter 127 This is a killer tennis match
"15-0."
Is this your first shot at basketball?
Atobe twisted his arm joints with a dazed look in his eyes.
Too strong, Kamishiro Lan is so powerful that it’s terrifying.
As his opponent, it is impossible to estimate his true strength.
"The minister of Fudomine is so strong. The minister of Hyotei is no match for him at all." The audience on the sidelines discussed quietly.
Coaches from all major countries even classify Kamishiro Ai as invincible.
"How strange! His tennis ball really stirs up ice and snow. When the extreme cold touches the wire mesh, the ice evaporates into water vapor. What's the principle behind this?" Gan frowned and muttered to himself, "Could it be that...Kamiyo Lan has his own refrigerator?"
"Damn, don't think about it. I already understand. Kamishiro is a monster." Kikumaru said with a smile.
"That's right, this thing can't be explained by science at all. The doll's ball skills before were also very weird." Taocheng couldn't help but agree.
"Doll, hush..." The doll's eerie and weird appearance appeared in Kaidou Xun's mind. His face changed, and he imitated the sound of a snake with cold sweat.
"This is really scary. We are going to fight Fudomine next." Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes and looked at Tezuka: "Tezuka, the two of us must avoid him."
Tezuka folded his arms across his chest and responded expressionlessly.
Although he seemed calm, he was actually thinking.
If you encounter this kind of initial solution, how do you crack it?
Wouldn't my Tezuka Domain be frozen directly?
Although I know I will lose, I really don't want to accept it.
Do we really have to avoid the Age of Gods?
Tezuka was a little confused.
.......
"Oh, it's boring. I don't want to watch it anymore." Nanjiro in the stands dusted off his body, stood up and prepared to leave.
"I'm not going to watch it anymore, Mr. Nanjiro. The match is so exciting." Inoue Mamoru withdrew his infatuated gaze and said in surprise.
To be fair, the excitement of this game is definitely no less than the climax of last year's national competition, and may even be better.
Mr. Nanjiro was willing to leave such an exciting game?
Inoue Mamoru was puzzled.
"This kid is holding back. If we talk about ice, he has a Bankai that is far superior to this skill. After seeing that Bankai, this Shikai is very ordinary." Nanjiro put his hands behind his back and walked away with a swagger.
Looking at Nanjiro's departing back, Inoue Mamoru was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.
"A Bankai that is more powerful than this Shikai?"
He came back to his senses and looked at the game on the field, his pupils filled with indescribable emotion.
It turns out that this is only a small part of his strength.
It's Kamishiro Blue.
What kind of person are you?
.........
"Kamiyo, I knew that you were as bad as before, using your tennis skills to bring despair to people." Atobe held the tennis racket tightly and stared at Kamiyo Ai.
But now I have the Ice Emperor on my back, I cannot lose easily.
He moved his stiff legs and let out a long breath, the chill evident in it.
"I can't keep fighting like this, otherwise my body will be frozen." Atobe frowned and said to himself.
People watching the game could only feel the cold, but he who was playing the game could deeply feel that the cold was constantly eroding his body.
"Do you want to continue fighting? Atobe." Kamishiro Lan looked at Atobe, whose body was covered with fine frost, and asked with concern.
"Don't pretend to be merciful, you guy! I haven't fallen yet." Atobe smiled coldly, spreading out the fingers of his right hand to cover his face. Through the gaps between his fingers, his eyes were confident.
"I have already known your blind spots."
"Really? You are worthy of being the emperor of Hyotei, Atobe Keigo." Kamishiro Lan patted the ball with a smile.
"Swish!" He threw the ball and light snow began to fall on the field again.
"Bang." As the right hand pressed down hard, the tennis ball created a shock wave, sweeping up the ice and snow and heading towards Atobe.
"I can't hide! I'm going to take it!" Atobe's eyes revealed madness, and he swung the racket while roaring.
"Crack, crack, crack." Several icicles fell from the sky and directly pierced around Totoro's body.
"Ice World, do you like it?"
Give someone a taste of their own medicine.
Kamishiro Lan used her own world of ice to restrict Atobe.
"30-0."
The tennis ball hit the baseline and flew out of bounds, but Totoro's body remained stationary.
"So this is what it feels like to be seen through." After a few seconds, the stiffness in his body ended, the racket in Totoro's hand fell to the ground, and he fell to one knee on the ground.
He kept gasping for breath, and the breath he exhaled was all cold.
"Minister Atobe!!" There was a commotion among the group of Hyotei's opponents, and many people wanted to rush out, but were stopped by Atobe.
"The game isn't over yet." Atobe rubbed his wrist and stood up with difficulty.
"Student, do you want to continue the game?" The referee asked with a trace of pity in his eyes.
"Of course, I haven't lost yet." Atobe answered confidently and forcefully.
"Minister." Many people in Bingdi shed tears.
This is also the personal charm of Atobe.
No matter what kind of adversity he is in, no matter who his opponent is, he will never give up easily and always maintains confidence in himself.
Trust your own judgment.
"Hyotei~Hyotei~" A deafening roar of cheers broke out from the Hyotei stands.
This time, Akutsu did not say anything bad, but chose to remain silent.
"As expected of the King of Hyotei, he is really courageous." Tachibana couldn't help but admire: "Few people can maintain the confidence that they can catch up next time when facing the Age of Gods."
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