Even stronger?!" Seeing this scene, Amadeus' pupils shrank, and a desire to fight arose in his heart.
"In that case, then so be it!"
He hit a spinning lob with force, and this time the tennis ball reached the other half of the court smoothly.
"Sure enough, the spin I applied is still not enough." Kamishiro Lan shook his head.
"Step." He used a flash of foot to catch up with the tennis ball, and with a freehand swing of his right hand, he hit it back.
"Is that all?"
"This guy." Amadeus, who was provoked, looked fierce and suddenly pulled out his right arm.
"Swish." This time, the power of the tennis ball was extraordinary.
"Shoot him, Silver Gun."
There was a slight sound, and everyone, including Amadeus, felt their eyes blurry. The next moment, they heard the crisp sound of a tennis ball rolling down.
"Game, 1-0, Kamishiro Ai is leading." The referee rubbed his eyes and said tremblingly.
"Score? When did it happen?" Amadeus was shocked and picked up the ball on the ground in disbelief.
"He was clearly standing in the same place. The tennis ball had just passed the net when it flew back directly, as if the racket had extended." Amadeus fell into deep thought and even forgot to change half of the court.
"Hey, it's time to change halftime." Kamishiro Lan walked over and said helplessly.
Amadeus suddenly realized and hurried to his own half of the field.
From beginning to end, there was no frustration or embarrassment on his face for losing points, only thinking.
With so many people watching, it is inevitable that professional players would feel embarrassed after being scored, but Amadeus did not feel that way.
This is also a manifestation of professionalism.
In the second game, Kamishiro Ai served.
"Hakata no. 11: Lightning and Thunder." Kamishiro Lan started the game with a high-speed serve.
But for Amadeus, the lightning was relatively easy to see through. In a flash, he raised his arm and struck it back.
"The Sixty-Threeth Breakthrough: Red Fire Cannon!" What was waiting for Amadeus was a scorching fireball, which burst into flames and illuminated the stadium.
"A light attack? No, this is a fire-attribute counterattack! These don't work on me!"
Amadeus snorted coldly, and endless darkness emerged from his racket and poured out with the strike.
The entire court suddenly fell into pitch darkness, and only the vague shadow of a tennis ball could be seen.
"What's going on?! I can't see anyone." A cry of fear was heard from the sidelines.
"Is this... a dark shot?" Kamishiro Lan frowned slightly, his vision going dark.
Suddenly, a huge dark ball attacked Kamishiro Lan.
"It's useless. After being covered by my darkness, I can see all your weaknesses." Amadeus raised his lips and said confidently, "Your overconfidence makes you have no protection for your body."
"Boom!" The dark attack ball landed on Kamishiro Lan's body, causing a large explosion.
Amadeus' eyes were calm, as if what he did was just an ordinary thing.
There are too many tennis balls that are harmful to the body in the world competition. It is precisely because Amadeus regards Kamishiro Aoi as an opponent of the same level that he uses such dangerous skills.
However, his expression froze, and he saw a blue glass wall standing tall in front of Kamishiro Lan, emitting a faint light in the darkness.
The tennis ball stayed on the glass wall, as if it was sucked.
"I'm a little bored, Amadeus." Kamishiro Lan grabbed the strings with a relaxed and natural posture.
The tennis ball slowly stopped above the head, forming a unique landscape.
"See you at the World Championship." Kamishiro Lan raised his head, revealing a pair of sharp eyes.
"Are you backing down?" Amadeus sneered, "The game has just begun."
"No, you are not qualified yet."
Kamishiro Lan shook his head, and a cold figure suddenly appeared behind him.
The whole body is black, with a pair of pitch-black bat wings spread out behind it.
Endless darkness emerged, and the air was filled with empty sadness.
"Swish." A long black tail extended from behind the phantom, wrapped around the body, and slammed into the ground.
"Bang." Following a crisp sound, a small hole was knocked into the ground and gravel flew out.
The spiritual pressure like a tsunami pressed towards the entire stadium, and the air was almost distorted.
All the spectators were forced to kneel on the ground, some even lying face down.
"What's going on? He can't move his body?!" Head coach Qin was shocked, his pupils filled with disbelief. "Although he didn't attack, his murderous aura has made everyone lose their ability to move. I haven't seen such momentum in more than ten years. This guy is so young, how can he reach this level?"
Both the phantom and the aura it created were terrifying.
Qin remembered that more than ten years ago, there was a man who dominated the tennis world. He possessed a fierce aura that made people afraid before the fight even started. That aura seemed to be so sharp that it could cut through everything.
But the current Kamishiro Lan is different from the man back then.
If the man's aura was sharp enough to cut through everything and converge at one point.
Then the aura of Kamishiro Lan is able to swallow everything, like the sorrow and pain of the ocean.
Just one look at it brought endless sadness and emptiness to my heart.
There is a fear that makes you want to dig out your heart.
“I can’t even move my body with such momentum!!” Amadeus’ eyes were filled with fear.
At this moment, he finally couldn't remain calm.
Amadeus boasted that he would definitely be ranked in the top ten in the world championship, and that he would be able to fight even against Bo Ge.
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