Facing the powerful Kamishiro Ai, perhaps Kijujiro will be able to summon his past fighting spirit and rekindle...his passion for tennis!
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"Boom!" At the moment when Onijūjiro burst out with his momentum, a towering figure slowly unfolded behind Kamishiro Lan.
He is tall and mighty, holding a long sword, with his captain's feather robe fluttering behind him. What is noteworthy is that judging from the shape of his head, he does not seem to be a human figure.
"Gaga, ga." The moment the shadow appeared behind Kamishiro Lan, a towering pressure descended on Kijujiro's body like a mountain, pressing his body and making a sound.
"Is this Shikai or Bankai?" Feeling the aura of Kamishiro Blue's Zanpakutō up close, Kijujiro's pupils trembled.
“I actually felt fear.”
"Damn it! I'm Oni Jujiro!" Along with the roar, the tennis ball was thrown high into the air, and immediately shot towards Kamishiro Ai with a roar.
"That's a good will. I'll let you see the scenery at the top of the world."
"Roar, damnation."
"Boom!" As soon as the words fell, a sturdy arm surrounded by red light, five meters tall, and holding a Zanpakuto fell from the sky.
The ground cracked and dust flew. The tennis ball, which was originally packed with power, sank into the anti-dust and there was no news until one second later, when it flew back in the original direction carrying gravel and shock waves.
When the dust cleared, everyone discovered that a small pit had appeared on the ground in front of Shen Dai Lan, surrounded by scattered rubble.
Kikumaru: "Is this a murderous tennis ball?"
"Incredible, the Shikai alone has the power to destroy the ground. Is this a Zanpakutō of Kamishiro's Blue Strength? It's really interesting." Nanjiro's eyes were filled with shock. "Kamiyo, your progress is a bit too fast."
"Do you want to catch it? Of course I will!" Onijujiro glared at him, took a step forward, slightly turned sideways, and subconsciously leaned forward, trying to put his body gravity on his arms as much as possible, holding the cards with both hands, and when the tennis ball came, the muscles in his arms bulged and he swung his arms out.
The racket left a gray afterimage and a loud sound of breaking wind.
"Bang!" With a loud bang, the tennis ball fell into the racket and spun wildly on the strings. Oni Jujiro's expression was ferocious, and the racket was dented at an exaggerated angle, as if it would explode at any time.
"Go ahead!"
After the roar, the tennis ball flew back with a roar, and the air current it brought up even swept up gravel wherever it passed.
"Boom!" The counterattack was responded by a towering arm that fell from the sky. It fell like a knife that could cut a mountain into pieces. The dust that was raised in an instant swallowed the tennis ball.
The next second, the tennis ball shot back with faster speed and stronger force.
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