For the third ball, Kamishiro Ai's serve was slow, soft and weak, yet it was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
For the fourth ball, Kamishiro Ai's serve was extremely fast and powerful, which not only knocked Akutsu's racket flying but also hit Akutsu in the face.
The score came to "4-0."
"Tick." Blood flowed from Akutsu's nostrils, making him look very miserable.
Ryoma Echizen had never seen such a brutal tennis ball before, and he was stunned on the spot.
"Does a tennis ball change speed and power when it impacts the ball, regardless of speed?"
"No, to be precise, the true speed and power of tennis is hidden in the ordinary strokes. Only when it hits the target can you know the truth."
"What a strong guy." Fighting spirit burned in Echizen Ryoma's eyes.
The man on the opposite side, Akutsu, is not weak in body. His reaction and physique are no worse than his own. He can even make all kinds of incredible postures to catch the ball.
But he couldn't even score a single point against Kamishiro Ai.
Although there was the factor that Akutsu was not familiar with tennis, no matter how arrogant Echizen was, he did not think that he could defeat Akutsu easily.
"I didn't expect there would be such an interesting guy here." He couldn't help but mutter to himself.
As far as he could remember, the only people who had the same idea in mind were Minister Tezuka Kunimitsu and Fuji Shusuke.
Inside the venue.
Kamishiro Lan threw the ball to Akutsu and said expressionlessly: "Hurry up and finish it. You don't want so many people to see your ugly appearance."
When Akutsu heard this, the ferocity in his eyes became even more fierce.
Ugly?
No one can look down upon me, Akutsu.
I won't lose at something as boring as tennis!
Akutsu's ferocity overshadowed the pain in his body.
Toss the ball, jump, and swing the racket.
The moment the tennis ball was hit, his body started like a cheetah and quickly ran towards the net.
Since the ball changes force when it hits the net, hit it back early when it passes the net.
It's just a skill to change the power of the ball!
What kind of violent tennis is this!
Akutsu's eyes revealed madness. He jumped up and intercepted with all his strength, aiming at Kamishiro Ai's knee.
"Die!" he roared madly.
"Bang." However, it was Akutsu himself who flew out.
The tennis ball hit him in the face and sent him flying ten meters away.
Akutsu's body rolled around in a mess, with blood coming out of his mouth and nose.
"15-0."
Wabisuke was able to continually stack weights, increasing the power of the tennis ball.
With Kamishiro Ai's training, not only can the weight be increased, but it can also be reduced, thus bringing more changes to tennis.
Considering that Akutsu had to be absorbed into Fudo Peak, Kamishiro Ai did not use the powerful Zanpakuto ball technique.
What he needs is Akutsu who can participate in training immediately, not a useless person.
"If you can't even play tennis well, what qualifications do you have to look down on tennis? You are even less qualified to hit people with a tennis ball." Kamishiro Lan's tone was cold.
"Tennis is not a tool to hurt people."
Hearing this, Ryoma Echizen's mouth twitched.
Who is hurting people?
After hearing what Kamishiro Lan said, Akutsu's expression became even crazier.
He suddenly grabbed the tennis ball and shot it towards Kamishiro Lan.
"The eleventh of the broken path: lightning and thunder."
After a flash of lightning, the tennis ball passed over Akutsu's body and embedded in the barbed wire behind him.
"30-0." Kamishiro Ai looked meaningfully at Echizen Ryoma behind him.
I didn't expect to see the second generation of Samurai here.
Let’s use the match against Akutsu to let this protagonist who grew up in a greenhouse experience the cruelty of tennis.
Kamishiro Ai is not very interested in Echizen Ryoma.
After all, his talent is not that outstanding in the original work.
Next, Kamishiro Ai flexibly used Wabisuke to score.
Facing the unpredictable Wabisuke, Akutsu, whose foundation was already shaky, was completely helpless.
Even if I ran as hard as I could, I still lost points miserably.
Kamishiro Ai did not hurt Akutsu's body again, but losing points again and again had made Akutsu, who had a strong sense of self-esteem, close to collapse.
There were only three words in his mind.
Why?
Why this man's tennis is so strong.
I haven't practiced tennis deliberately since I started playing it.
Even so, he defeated all his opponents.
He left a huge shadow on everyone who played against him.
Too many victories made him tired of tennis and arrogantly thought he was invincible.
However, he did not expect that on this small tennis court, his pride and self-esteem would be trampled underfoot.
He half-knelt on the ground, letting the blood drip down his face. The expressionless look in Kamishiro Lan's eyes made him feel powerless like never before.
This feeling of powerlessness and despair was conveyed to everyone watching the game.
Although Akutsu's motor skills were incredibly good, the difference in front of Kamishiro Ai was like the difference between a baby and a giant.
"Damn it!" Akutsu threw the ball again regardless of the pain in his body.
But then, he couldn't catch even a single ball.
"40-0."
"Game, 5-0."
"The game is over, 6-0, Kamishiro Ai wins."
Although completely defeated, Akutsu felt relieved and staggered to the ground.
In the second half, Kamishiro Ai did not aim at Akutsu's body, but just running and fighting back had completely drained Akutsu's strength.
"My hands are numb." Akutsu panted and rubbed his fists imperceptibly.
"Tennis is still very interesting." Kamishiro Ai walked forward and threw a name tag to Akutsu.
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