Chapter 155: The truth of Bankai, the cold light that cuts through the sea of blood
"It's really a great blessing in life to be able to play against such an opponent." Tezuka hit the tennis ball, and the seamless light on his body suddenly shone.
The sea of blood churned, the ground shook, and the blood mist quickly swallowed up the light.
"Completely suppressing the opponent, completely healing and turning into bones, this is a field similar to an arena. Bankai, it's really out of reach." Tezuka's eyes moved, and he suddenly threw the ball up: "But, witnessing the unreachable future is also a kind of happiness."
Bend your knees and buckle down.
The tennis ball spun and condensed into a wind drill, rushing towards Kamishiro Lan.
"Tezuka, it's rare that you can stick to this point. I see your love for tennis."
Facing the fierce serve, Kamishiro Ai stood still, suddenly held the racket with both hands, his eyes deep.
"But that's enough. I'll wait for you in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce aura suddenly burst out from Shen Dai Lan's body.
A sword beam shot up into the sky, instantly tearing a hole in the sea of blood.
The sunlight filtered through the cracks and shone onto the venue, bringing long-lost warmth and dispelling the audience's anxiety.
The gentle figure behind Kamishiro Lan became solid, his hair flying, and his temperament changed suddenly, like a sword drawn from its sheath, sharp enough to pierce everything.
"Kendo." There was an inexplicable meaning in Irie Kanata's eyes, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.
In the world of Prince of Tennis, kendo also exists.
For example, Sanada of Rikkai University studied kendo for a period of time and integrated it into tennis.
And Kamishiro Ai is the master of Bankai, and Unohana Retsu is the previous Kenpachi. Apart from the abilities of his Zanpakutō, his strongest power is his invincible swordsmanship.
Unstoppable sharpness.
Enough to cut through everything!
At this moment, Kamishiro Lan seemed to have turned into a sword.
"Bang." The tennis ball fell to the ground, splashing a large amount of blood, and whistled towards Kamishiro Lan.
“Click.”
Kamishiro Ai took a step forward, and the crisp sound of his footsteps echoed throughout the entire stadium. The sound of the entire world seemed to be blocked out. Only the sound of blood dripping down his shoes remained.
"laugh."
The racket was raised, and when it hit the tennis ball, there was no dull sound, but instead a sound as if it was pierced by a sharp object.
The shadow behind him opened his arms and swung the sword in his hand.
"Swoosh." The tennis ball was instantly swallowed by the white blade light and swept across the net.
"Crack." The net below was torn apart and completely collapsed.
The light flashed and disappeared.
Looking again, Tezuka's head had been pierced by a sharp sword.
His head began to turn into bones.
The pair of eyes eventually turned into faint white flames that could go out at any time.
"Is this kendo?" Tezuka's mind stayed on that fleeting flash of light.
Integrating Kendo into tennis, is this the hidden power of Bankai?
Different from the previous Bankai, this is an auxiliary Bankai, and its main attack is... Kendo.
Tezuka lost his support and fell to the ground.
Can you still stand up?
He couldn't move his whole body, but the faint fire in his eyes was still flickering.
His indomitable will still burns.
But.
It only lasted for three seconds.
"When you are completely reduced to bones, you will no longer have the strength to continue fighting, and your Bankai will be dissolved."
When Tezuka lost consciousness, the sea of blood began to disappear and the sky became clear again.
The stadium returned to its former appearance. The smell of blood in the air disappeared, and the flowing blood also quietly disappeared.
Smelling the fragrant air at the tip of the nose, everyone feels as if they are in another world.
as if.
Everything they saw before was just their imagination.
The competition they thought of did not exist.
Just looking at the game panel, the score of 5-1 is so eye-catching.
It also reminds them.
The sea of blood before was not an illusion.
The referee rubbed his eyes hard and took several deep breaths of air until he couldn't help coughing.
He looked at the panel doubtfully, then looked at Tezuka lying on the ground. He didn't dare to look at Kamishiro Lan, so he asked tentatively: "Tezuka-san, Tezuka-san, please, are you still able to compete?"
There was no response to the inquiry.
"It's over. He won't wake up in a short time." Kamishiro Lan grabbed the line and slowly walked towards the rest area: "Being able to hold on here is already his limit."
For national-level players like Tezuka, Bankai is a complete dimensionality reduction attack.
If it weren't for Kamishiro Lan holding back, Tezuka would have become a vegetable long ago.
"Since Tezuka Kunimitsu from Seigakuen cannot compete, this match is won by Fudomine Kamishiro Lan."
"Game, 3-2, Fudomine wins."
As the result of the match was announced, cheers broke out from Fudomine's side.
"Fudomine~Fudomine~" The cheerleaders led by Tachibana An cheered, and the Fudomine students who came to watch were even more excited.
Before, the Fudomine Tennis Club's performance was so bad that these students were unwilling to watch the games.
Now, with the rise of Fudomine, students have begun to voluntarily come to watch Fudomine's games and are proud of it.
Fudomine tells other junior high schools about his strong performance in the regional and metropolitan tournaments.
Fudo Peak is coming!
This year's Fudomine is very strong!
.......
"It's over. It was an interesting match." Oni Jujiro let out a long sigh: "No wonder the coach asked us to find Fudomine. Maybe it will be interesting next."
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