"So strong, Chitose is so strong now." Tachibana Jiping turned his head and stared at the tennis ball behind him.
In the immersed game, he has completely regarded Kamishiro Aoi as Chitose Chisato.
None of my skills worked on him.
It is too difficult to figure out the hiddenness, and you will lose points if you are not careful.
But I don't want to lose.
Tachibana Yoshihei lowered his knees and prepared to catch the ball.
"Hah!" Kamishiro Lan jumped up and hit a perfect serve.
"The 221st goal." A white light suddenly appeared, and a mysterious airflow seemed to appear around Kamishiro Lan. He once again made an absolute prediction.
"I'll break your prediction! Ball Explosion!" Tachibana Jiping roared back.
The tennis ball was flying in the air, leaving countless afterimages.
"This trick doesn't work on me anymore, Hidden."
As the light flashed, the tennis ball was hit back and disappeared from sight.
"I also saw the trajectory of Shenyin." Tachibana Jiping took a step forward and raised his racket. Under the light, the racket left several afterimages and hit the real tennis ball accurately.
"Bang." The ball was pulled back, immediately causing exclamations from the sidelines.
"Success! He fought back against Shenyin!" Inoue Mamoru nodded excitedly: "This game was really exciting."
The fierce competition for this ball made everyone fascinated.
Neither of them wanted to lose points, so a long tug-of-war ensued.
Finally, at the predicted 221st ball, Kamishiro Ai hit the ball with a backhand shot into the blind spot of Tachibana Yoshihei's vision, and even though Tachibana Yoshihei jumped to save it, it was of no avail.
"30-0."
"Huff, huff." After this goal, Tachibana Jiping was gasping for breath, his team uniform was covered with mud, and he looked disheveled.
For the third goal, Kamishiro Ai predicted 301 goals.
During the long return, the quality of Tachibana Yoshihei's shots finally declined.
He ran back and forth in a panic, and was forced to switch from taking the initiative to defending.
"He is too strong. I can't score even one point against him. Why is this happening?" Tachibana Jiping found it hard to accept this result.
Even after a long and fierce battle, the "Qian Sui Qian Li" in front of him did not make any mistakes, and even his strength and speed did not change.
Wait a moment!
No changes!
Tachibana Jiping was stunned for a moment and let the ball fly away from his body.
"40-0."
"Did you find it?" Kamishiro Lan looked at Tachibana Jiping with a smile and casually threw a powerful ball.
A few years ago, he indirectly promoted the growth of the two and also warned them about the possible injuries caused by the ball-bursting dance.
Unexpectedly, the butterfly effect cannot be avoided.
Chitose Chisato's eyes were inevitably injured.
Now, after coming down the mountain, he wants to resolve the conflict between the two while also promoting their further evolution.
Tachibana Jiping's talent is definitely more than that.
Therefore, Kamishiro Ai used another Zanpakuto ball skill while imitating to make Tachibana Yoshihei experience the fear of being controlled by Chitose more immersively.
Thereby stimulating its evolution.
"Even if Chitose can defeat me, it won't be that easy. In hundreds of counterattacks, there's no change in strength and speed, and there's not even a trace of sweat." Tachibana Jiping clenched the racket and looked at Kamishiro Ai, his eyes seemed to be burning with flames.
"You completely deceived my consciousness and made me think that I was competing against Chitose, Kamishiro, you bastard!" Tachibana Yoshihei glared and swung his racket violently.
With a roar, a golden beam of light penetrated into Kamishiro Ai's half of the court.
The whizzing tennis ball did not have any tricky angles or strange rotations; it was purely an angry blow. The exposed Kamishiro Ai maintained the appearance of Chitose Chisato and raised her racket to meet the blow.
"Bang." The tennis ball was easily hit back.
"Hey, this seems to be getting fun." He responded with a smile.
"Damn it!" Strength surged from Tachibana Jiping's originally tired body and he ran to the landing point.
He made an appointment with the God of War Dai Lan just to see how big the gap between the two sides was.
But I didn't expect it.
All this time, Kamishiro Lan has been imitating Chitose to fight with him.
It's like a playful posture.
This made him feel despised, and it was precisely because of his weakness that he was treated like this.
Don’t I even have the qualifications to ask Kamishiro Lan to use his full strength now?
It turns out that in the eyes of God Age, I am still "unqualified."
Tachibana Jiping recalled the scene two years ago.
At that time, Kamishiro Lan walked up to the defeated self and said mercilessly: "Little Orange, you are still far from passing."
Could it be that two years later, I can still only look at that unattainable figure from afar?
No!
I have changed!
I am no longer the same person I used to be!
I'm ready to become stronger.
so.......
"Be serious!" Ju Jiping roared angrily, raised the racket high, his eyes burning red, and in the dark, it seemed that the shadow of a lion condensed behind him.
The muscles of his right arm bulged and he swung it down like lightning, yet with the ferocity of a wild animal.
At that moment, the whole person seemed to have entered a wonderful state, the body was free and relaxed, and could respond perfectly even without consciousness.
He could feel his whole body becoming too light, and the speed of the tennis ball in front of him seemed to have slowed down, allowing him to hit it back easily.
"Kamiyo!" he roared.
The tennis ball rolled up the surrounding air currents and transformed into a lion, charging towards Kamishiro Lan.
"This is..." Kamishiro Lan put away his smile, and a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes.
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