"Although I know it's impossible for me to defeat him now, but at least..."
"At least get one point!" Bai Shi roared in his heart and threw the ball high.
"Swoosh." It was a perfect serve, with the ball going at least 10% faster than before.
"Speed, strength, these are nothingness in my eyes."
"So work hard to become stronger, or at least break through your own weakness."
Kamishiro Lan stepped on the ground with his right foot, and then a bright flash of lightning exploded.
"The eleventh of the broken path: lightning and thunder."
Squeak.
The tennis ball was surrounded by violent tiny lightning. As it flew through the air at high speed, the lightning almost sucked the air out, forming a long horizontal line in the air.
"Whoosh." Under the thunder and lightning, when the strong wind from the tennis ball blew up his hair, Bai Shi raised his eyes, his eyes full of joyful thunder.
"I want to take this ball!" He swung the racket, and with the whistling wind, the racket touched the thunder, and an indescribable force came from it.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak." Bai Shi held the racket with both hands, a determined look burst out of his eyes, his arm muscles were trembling, and the swirling lightning had already climbed up his arms.
"Hah!" Blue veins crawled up his neck and even though his hands were numb, Bai Shi still used all his strength to hit the ball back.
"Out of bounds, 15-0."
Less than a centimeter from the baseline, the charred ball mark is clearly visible.
"Almost?" Bai Shi sighed and subconsciously placed his trembling hands at his sides.
Even lifting my arms is difficult now.
"If he had full strength, the ball would have been hit back. After taking off the golden wristband, his five dimensions have been significantly improved." Kamishiro Lan glanced at the tennis ball that rolled out of bounds, and the corners of his mouth curled up subconsciously.
The genius in the original novel still has some skills, and with simple tips, he can improve greatly.
but......
"That's it. Your body is no longer strong enough to catch any of my balls." After seeing Shiraishi unsealed, Kamishiro Ai was no longer interested in continuing the game.
“Bang, bang, bang.”
Next, Kamishiro Lan did not use any ball skills. His unchanged basic ability alone was enough to crush Shiraishi, who was now exhausted.
"Game, 3-0."
"Game, 4-0."
"Game, 5-0."
Under Kamishiro Ai's dazzling offensive, the score soon reached the match point of 40-0.
"I never expected that the gap between the two would be so ridiculously large."
Watanabe looked at Shiraishi who was sweating profusely and Kamishiro Ai who was calm and composed, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
"Bai Shi's talent is considered among the best among junior high school students of this era, but I didn't expect that he would be so inferior in comparison."
This made Watanabe think of the invincible tennis player who dominated the world more than a decade ago, and he felt very sad.
After the end of an era, a new legend will always be born.
Currently, Kamishiro Aoi is already on the road.
“Every era has a leading figure.”
“Perhaps for Shiraishi, being born in this era is both lucky and unfortunate.”
......
At this moment, facing the last ball, Shiraishi showed unprecedented concentration.
The power of his counterattacks is also gradually increasing, which is the prototype of the Star Bible.
He was addicted to the feeling of "finding direction". Even though his body was almost exhausted, new strength would surge in his body every time he faced a counterattack.
He is on the road to self-breakthrough.
"Kamiyo, you are really strong." Shiraishi stared at Kamishiro Lan and the cross racket in his hand.
You can completely crush me with this racket, and you make me realize how insignificant I am.
There must be countless scary guys like you in the world.
"Bang!" The tennis ball nimbly leaped from Kamishiro Ai's half of the court and circled the net like an elf.
This is an opportunity.
Last chance to score.
Bai Shi's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he strode forward, stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, stretched his body, held the racket with his right hand, and aimed the racket at the tennis ball.
A breeze blew, lifting her slightly wet bangs.
"Round table whip." All the strength of the whole body is gathered towards the arm, and a white light seems to appear.
Under everyone's horrified gaze, the hoop hit the yellow tennis ball hard.
The strange force caused it to deform, creating ripples like a cannonball and rushing towards Kamishiro Lan.
"Swish, swish, swish." The ball produced wonderful waves at the moment of bouncing on the ground, soaring into the sky, and formed several tennis ball phantoms in the air, as gorgeous and elusive as blooming flowers.
This is a technique similar to Tachibana Yoshihei's Explosive Ball Dance, but it is more elegant and subtle.
"It's an interesting ball, but it's not fast enough, and it can be hit back the moment it bounces off the ground. It still has many overall shortcomings." Kamishiro Lan chuckled and gently waved his arm from bottom to top.
"Let's end it with this move."
"The eighth way of binding: rebuke."
Strange ripples appeared, and a mysterious airflow twisted and flowed, condensing into a round shield in front of Shen Dai Lan.
The large shadow created by the round table's blow sank into the round shield. Its force and speed seemed to be completely offset by the flowing airflow, and it instantly combined into a ball.
With a loud bang, the tennis ball went through half the court and flew past the baseline where Yu Shiraishi was.
"My round table attack... was broken so easily?" Shiraishi widened his eyes and looked at Kamishiro Lan in disbelief as he looked relaxed.
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