Chapter 235 The despair of death is something you cannot comprehend
"Akujin, if that's all, just step down. At least you can still retain a bit of dignity." 'Kamiyo Lan' raised the corners of his mouth and said slowly.
"Tsk." Upon hearing that, Akutsu clenched his racket in dissatisfaction.
"Well, this tone. This kind of arrogance is quite similar to that of the minister." Kamio Akira glanced at Kamishiro Lan quietly and said to himself.
"Swish." Akutsu threw the ball up, focused his eyes, and dunked it hard.
With the explosion, the tennis ball hit the ground at a sharp angle and bounced high.
"Too weak, Akutsu." 'Kamiyo Blue' casually scooped up the ball and hit a high spinning lob.
The moment the tennis ball flew high into the sky, it fell rapidly.
"Damn it, you bastard!" Akutsu jumped up and swung his racket angrily.
But 'Kamiyo Aoi' was seen with his back to the net, kneeling on one knee, holding the racket with both hands across the left side of his chest.
"Qilin lands." A flash of light appeared, and the tennis ball turned into a flash of light and hit Akutsu's back half baseline.
"15-0."
The atmosphere in the entire stadium became frozen.
"Having Kamishiro Ai's skills means he can use all his skills." Inui Sadaharu said solemnly, "Not to mention the existence of Kidō and possibly even Shikai."
"No, Nioh's body can't support Kamishiro Lan's transformation. Haven't you noticed that since the beginning, Nioh has been avoiding the use of Kidō as much as possible? Regardless of whether he has mastered Kamishiro Lan's skills, his physical fitness is completely substandard and he cannot play Kamishiro Lan's ultimate skills." Tezuka Kunimitsu shook his head.
"Transforming into a god-age has accelerated Nioh's defeat."
"Yes, Tezuka is right." Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes, his azure eyes fixed on the freehand 'Kamiyo Blue' in the field, and added: "Forcibly using your body to transform into a super-standard Kamishiro will only accelerate the consumption of physical strength. Once Akutsu notices the abnormality, the game will be over."
Inui Sadaharu nodded thoughtfully, "I see. No wonder I felt that Niou was a bit hasty in his fight."
"This game is very important for Rikkai University. If we lose, Rikkai University will basically have no hope of winning. Now Nioh wants to defeat the opponent by willpower."
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"Game, 4-1, Tatekai Dainin and Wang Masaharu are in the lead."
"Well done! Nioh, let's kill him in one go." Rikkai University cheered loudly.
"Why is this game not as intense as we expected?" The audience was a little unhappy.
In their opinion, Akutsu's Kenpachi aura wilted after less than one round and he was not in good shape at all.
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Niou Masaharu sat back in the coach's seat, drinking his drink in big gulps, with beads of sweat running down his neck.
"Can you still hold on?" Sanada asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, with a tone of reluctance.
"We have to hold on even if we can't." Niou covered his swollen arm and said through gritted teeth, "We promised the Minister that we must win!!"
Sanada's eyes were wandering, his lips were moving, and finally all his words turned into a sigh.
Yanagi Renji's eyes were deep, he had seen through everything. He stepped forward and said firmly: "Niou, if you continue like this, your arm will be useless. Apply some medicine."
"No." Niou glanced at Fudomine without leaving a trace.
If we apply the medicine, it will be equivalent to exposing the secret, and all the previous efforts will be wasted, right?
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Fudomine coaching booth.
Akutsu covered his head with a towel and said nothing.
Nanjiro scratched his feet and teased, "Oh my, the iron-headed man wasn't afraid of me before, but he's afraid of the fake one. Is he scared after being beaten last time?"
"Such a nagging!" Akutsu felt his anger rising.
"Tsk tsk. Young people nowadays really don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young." Nanjiro patted Akutsu's shoulder with his toe-picking hands. Under the latter's murderous gaze, he said, "It's normal for young people to be confused, but it's shameful to be confused in front of pirated products."
"Tsk, I know, old man, you're really nagging!" Akutsu suddenly picked up the racket, his eyes regained their fierceness, he turned his head to look at Dai Lan, and said arrogantly: "One day I will defeat you!"
"Now, I'm going to kill this pirated guy first!" After saying that, he walked into the court carrying the racket. A red aura burst out from his body, creating ripples around him.
"Trouble." Sanada and others frowned.
"Don't worry, I can still fight." Niou Masaharu stood up.
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"Bang!" The tennis ball flew between the two of them again.
"Hey! With that face and hitting this kind of ball, it really makes me want to hit the tennis ball in your face." Akutsu jumped into the air, stretched his body, and fell down in a big letter shape. When he reached a certain height, he twisted his body and drew out his right hand like a sword.
"Bang!" The tennis ball was wrapped in a red aura and instantly broke through the racket in Niou Masaharu's hand and slammed heavily on the ground. After spinning wildly, it embedded into the barbed wire like a sharp arrow.
"This..." The whole place was silent, with only 'Kamiyo Aoi' covering her arm and shaking slightly.
The god-of-war figure of Akutsu appeared in his pupils, and the pain in his arm made his breathing disordered and rapid.
"Hey! Pirate, you don't even know his skills, so don't come here to embarrass yourself." Akutsu walked to the net carrying a racket, and suddenly dropped the racket in his hand. While he exclaimed, the racket just stopped above the forehead of 'Kamiyo Aoi', his expression wild and arrogant.
"I've thought about this scenario countless times, but it really makes me sick to do it to a fake like you." Akutsu put away his racket and headed towards the backcourt.
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