"Your transformation is really on point. For a moment it really made me feel like I was facing Kamishiro Ai. However, the fear you bring to people is something you can't do at all."
"Competing with him is like facing death itself. No matter how hard you try, you can't reach hope. As for you, tsk..."
Akutsu touched his still beating heart in his chest, and the ultimate destructive power of Kamishiro Lan emerged in his mind.
"You're still a long way from here, Niou Masaharu."
"Buzz." Niou Masaharu touched the transformation, his hands hanging down, sweat constantly flowing.
He said nothing, his eyes fixed on Akutsu.
"Rikkai University...can't lose." He struggled to grab the racket and returned to the backcourt.
"Bang!" A new round of confrontation began, but this time, the situation tilted towards Akutsu.
Akutsu made full use of his physical talents, constantly catching up with the tennis ball and hitting it hard.
Niou Masaharu struggled to hold on, and the excessive consumption of his physical strength made it difficult for him to even transform.
"Kamiyo Lan's transformation is a double-edged sword." Yanagi Renji had a complicated expression: "To be precise, it is more swords swinging at yourself. This is the god of death. Don't try to imitate it, otherwise, you will perish."
"Bang."
"Game, 6-4, Fudomine Akutsu wins."
"The score is now 2-1, Fudomine is leading."
As the last tennis ball turned into white light and hit the baseline, the game was officially declared over.
Next up is the second singles match.
"It's my turn." GenichirÅ Sanada took out his racket.
At the same time, Kamishiro Lan stretched and picked up the racket.
Both sides looked at each other.
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