"It appeared, Poke's ultimate move, the baptism of the whirlpool." Inui Sadaharu flipped through his notebook.
He has done some research on famous professional players like Polk.
"The baptism of the vortex brings about a terrifying return with extreme rotation. After the tennis ball enters the racket, it will rotate. Because the rotation is so strong, even the racket will rotate with it, causing the racket to slip out of the hand and achieve the purpose of scoring."
"It is difficult for the wrist to grasp the vertical rotation movement, so it cannot support the racket. Physically speaking, the structure of the wrist cannot withstand this kind of rotation. This is a nearly unsolvable return, and the return probability will not exceed 3%."
"This is too outrageous." Hearing the description of the whirlpool baptism, Momoshiro Takeshi's mouth twitched.
"Well, the level of professional players is indeed terrifying, but what's even more terrifying is Kamijiro. He is still able to handle it with ease until now." Fuji Shusuke said with a smile.
"No.0 of U17, no one knows the true strength of Kamishiro." Atobe snorted coldly, his voice was feminine: "As expected of my opponent, he is really capable."
"You are the one who considers yourself your opponent, right?" Momoshiro Takeshi said mercilessly.
Atobe Keigo: "Tsk, what an annoying minion."
"Hey, who do you say is the minion?"
"You didn't even notice the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water. If no one reminds you, you should shut up if you are still like a puppet!"
"you!!"
The atmosphere on the sidelines was very harmonious, but everyone's attention was still on the game.
"Can you handle this whirlpool baptism?" Polk, who had completed his counterattack, was panting, his eyes sharp.
Looking at the ordinary tennis ball, Kamishiro Lan did not dare to underestimate it at all.
This kind of tennis ball with extremely powerful rotation cannot be dealt with by ordinary returns.
I believe that even if it is Nanjiro Echizen, he will need to use some skills here.
"Swish." Kamishiro Lan raised his racket and went straight towards the tennis ball.
"Does he want to fight back like this? Impossible. The counterattack rate of the Uzumaki Baptism will not exceed 3%, and it will put a heavy burden on the wrist." Inui Sadaharu said in a lost voice.
"No!" Yanagi Renji frowned.
"Ninety of the Broken Path: Black Coffin." Kamishiro Lan's voice showed his attitude.
"It's actually the number 90 ghost path?"
All along, the Kidō that Kamishiro Lan used has basically been hovering around number 50, and number 90 is definitely the highest Kidō so far.
And it is also a broken way that symbolizes destructive power.
This is the rhythm of a strong confrontation.
"Use destructive force to destroy the rotation? Impossible! The baptism of the whirlpool won't... What!?" Porke looked indifferent at first, and then his calm face showed traces of surprise.
He normally had an expressionless face, but for some reason, he had been breaking this expression more often recently.
In the sight, a black coffin appeared out of thin air in the center of the court, covering the tennis ball.
The coffin was reflected with muddy emblems, and strange black liquid was wriggling. The vortex baptism, which was originally swirling strongly, suddenly became silent after being covered by the black coffin.
The black coffin stayed in mid-air, as if the time pause button had been pressed.
"Impossible?! The baptism of the whirlpool was actually swallowed up?" Polk's face was full of doubt.
He even began to doubt whether his condition was too bad, which caused the whirlpool's baptism to be insufficiently powerful.
"This isn't another dimension, Ghost Road. What kind of ball skills system is this?"
"Black coffin? What a terrifying aura. I smell the scent of death. This is a skill that can kill people." A solemn expression appeared on Echizen Nanjiro's face: "This skill should be able to be used directly on people."
At this moment, after brewing, the black coffin slowly opened, and then a black light was seen coming in front of Polk in the blink of an eye.
It was actually the tennis ball shrouded in black air!
"Baptism of the Whirlpool!!"
Polk looked solemn. He gathered his strength and swung his arm.
"Bang." With the explosion, the black light dissipated and the tennis ball flew towards Kamishiro Lan again.
"The destructive power of the Black Coffin can only offset the rotation of the Whirlpool Baptism. It seems that professional players are stronger than I thought. This is interesting. If the scenery along the way is boring, then there is no point in growing up."
Kamishiro Lan smiled silently.
"The Baptism of Whirlpool is indeed a good skill, but there are too many ways to break it."
His voice echoed throughout the venue, and the arrogance in it made Polk's face darken.
"Then I'd like to see how you can crack it!" Polk was a little unconvinced.
As a professional player, he should have remained calm, but he was repeatedly defeated in front of Kamishiro Lan.
"So pretentious." A very strange but appropriate adjective emerged in the audience's mind.
"If you have never seen the sky, you will naturally not understand how vast it is." Kamishiro Lan grabbed the shooting string with a relaxed and calm attitude.
What’s interesting is that even though the tennis ball was about to reach him, he didn’t make any move to fight back.
"The minister deserves a beating." Even the king of bullying, Ryoma Echizen, couldn't help but twitch his lips and pressed down his hat.
"Has he given up fighting back? No, what does he want to do?" Porke was not confused by Kamishiro Lan's expression and posture. Instead, he became more serious and nervous.
"The Eighty-first Way of Binding: Cutting the Sky." A huge glass defense wall suddenly stood in front of Kamishiro Lan, emitting a light blue light, and an eight-petal black flower was engraved on the wall.
"Buzz." The baptism of the vortex hit the broken air, causing a crazy rotation.
Normally, the racket would have been hit and spun out of the hand.
But now, after several seconds of rotation, the rotation of the tennis ball weakened at a speed visibly weakened, and the surface became obviously more worn.
It's like saying, "I can't f*cking move anymore. I really can't."
At this moment, Kamishiro Lan finally slowly assumed a posture to fight back.
"Bang!" The tennis ball was hit back and flew towards Polk.
"Sure enough, Duankong is the most powerful defensive binding technique known so far."
Inui Sadaharu's eyes lit up: "Kurokoban uses destructive force to offset the rotation, while Dankong is a defensive rotation. Now Kamishiro has shown two ways to break it."
“Will there be a third option?”
"How could the Baptism of Whirlpool be broken so easily?" Polk's desire to win suddenly arose. He took a stance and launched another Baptism of Whirlpool.
"Then let me see if you have a third way to crack it!"
Even he himself did not notice that his expression had gradually become ferocious.
"The third way to crack it? That's too easy. Don't forget, my Bankai isn't over yet." The shadow behind Kamishiro Lan burst out with a cold aura at this moment.
The ground, where the ice and snow had already melted, froze again and the temperature suddenly dropped.
It tells the story of an elemental dragon, an ocean dragon druid, who plants trees, farms, builds towns, opens trade routes, and cultivates outstanding talents in a fantasy world. It can be considered an alternative Pokémon trainer, hahahaha~
(End of this chapter)
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