Kamishiro Lan really wanted to know whether her Death Ball skill could score a point against Echizen Nanjiro who was holding a wooden racket.
"The Eleventh Breaking Path: Lightning and Thunder!" The leaping thunder lingered between the yellow beams of light that pierced through half the field. The harsh thunder and the sound of breaking wind mixed together with a huge momentum.
"Yes, this ball is interesting." Echizen Nanjiro opened his eyes, his pupils filled with thunder, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh.
There is no shortage of use of attributes such as fire, water, and lightning in world competitions, but it is somewhat incredible that one can master such skills in junior high school.
"Young people nowadays have such skills. It's scary." Nanjiro raised the corners of his mouth and stood straight.
The flying tennis ball was immediately attracted to it.
"Bang." The joyful thunder was smashed by the tennis racket, and the originally powerful tennis ball was controlled like a well-behaved pet.
"The twelfth of the path to destruction: Hidden Fire." When the lightning and thunder were counterattacked, Kamishiro Lan immediately used Hidden Fire.
This is a skill that even Atobe cannot escape from.
The ball slowly flew towards Echizen Nanjiro, and when it was about to arrive, it turned into a big red net and fell towards Echizen Nanjiro.
"What is this? The tennis ball net turned into a red one?" Ryoma Echizen's pupils trembled as he watched the game.
"This is terrible." Nanjiro rarely showed a serious expression.
At this moment, he could already be sure that this was similar to an alternate dimension, but it was also different and could be considered an alternate dimension of national level.
Although it seems a little unreal, it really happened.
This kind of genius may have surpassed myself in junior high school.
Echizen Nanjiro couldn't help but feel his blood boiling.
"Come on, young man, show us everything you have!"
His flip-flops pressed hard on the ground, and his body seemed to stir up a stream of air.
"Swish." Although Nanjiro did not move, the big red net was torn apart from the inside by the brutal force.
"Bang." With a loud bang, the tennis ball hidden behind the red net flew towards Kamishiro Ai like a cannonball.
"The Thirty-One of the Breaking Path: Red Fire Cannon." Kamishiro Lan slightly bent his knees, his eyes burning with flames, and when he stepped forward with his left leg, the ground seemed to be on fire.
As his right hand swung, the tennis ball flew towards Nanjiro's right half of the court with a trail of fire.
"Swoosh." Just after half court, the flames condensed on the ball dissipated as if entering a vacuum area, and flew towards Nanjiro in an arc as if being pulled and absorbed by a black hole.
"Young man, your strength is good, but it's still a little lacking." Nanjiro smiled, slightly turned sideways, and swung the racket back.
"My Red Fire Cannon can't break his domain?" Kamishiro Lan's pupils shrank and excitement surged in his heart.
“This is the game I long for!”
"I'll make you step out of your own territory!"
"The Fifty-Eighth Chapter of Breaking the Path: Tianlan." The wind was blowing hard, and Kamishiro Lan was in the center of the storm, staring intently at the flying tennis ball.
"Boom!" The strong wind blew up the dust on the ground, blinding everyone's eyes.
"Is this really a ball that a human can hit?" Echizen Ryoma was confused.
"The Sixty-Threeth Breakthrough: Thunder Roar Cannon."
Pulled by the strong wind, the tennis ball began to spiral upward. When it reached the highest point, Kamishiro Lan jumped high, his right arm tensed, and a violent lightning condensed from the racket.
"Boom!" When the racket hit the ball hard, the strong wind and thunder merged instantly, bringing out a deafening explosion.
The tennis ball continued to spin and shot towards Nanjiro below.
The bursting air currents blew up flying sand and even formed visible spiral air currents in the air.
Echizen Ryoma, who was watching the battle, protected his eyes with his right hand, and even his sleeves were shaking wildly in the strong wind.
This was a game beyond his understanding.
It turns out that humans can play tennis like this!
Facing the fiercely falling thunder cannon, Nanjiro took a step forward with a serious expression.
"Swish, swish." The disturbed thunder stopped as soon as he took this step, like a well-behaved baby.
"How could this be?!" Under the surprised gaze of Kamishiro Lan, Nanjiro's ordinary swing of the racket passed through the lightning brought by the Thunder Roar Cannon and hit the tennis ball accurately.
"Swoosh." The tennis ball caused vibrations and drove the air flow toward the bottom of Kamishiro Ai who had not yet landed on the ground.
Along with it, Nanjiro's voice of appreciation: "Very good skills, young man, but that's all."
Brilliant talent.
This is Nanjiro's evaluation of Kamishiro Lan.
He is only in the third grade of junior high school and yet he can display such unique skills. His future belongs to the world championship.
"It's not over yet." Nanjiro's counterattack did not surprise Kamishiro Lan.
"Fifty-seven of the Way of Destruction: The Earth Turns and Dances."
Under everyone's shocked gazes, the originally flat ground seemed to produce ripples, and the moment the ball touched the ground, it actually bounced out in a strange arc and went straight upwards.
"The fourth way to tie the ball is with this rope." The long yellow rope skillfully pulls the ball to the racket.
"Snap." With a slight sound, the tennis ball lightly passed over the net.
"Buzz." The air flow turned again, pulling the ball to Nanjiro.
Following the counterattack, the two men started fighting fiercely again.
Ryoma Echizen on the side was stunned, and his inner pride completely collapsed.
He had played basketball with Nanjiro since he was a kid.
Every time, Nanjiro's attitude was nonchalant, and no matter how he fought back, Nanjiro's posture and expression were full of sarcasm.
But now, looking at the completely different expressions on Nanjiro and Kamishiro Ai, his mind subconsciously emerged the scene of Nanjiro holding a tennis racket and playing against a world-class player more than ten years ago.
There is absolutely no way to connect the serious Nanjiro with the lecherous father.
He seemed to suddenly understand Nanjiro's thoughts.
He must be longing for someone to surpass himself.
"Dad...is this the real you?"
Echizen muttered to himself.
Perhaps he heard Echizen Ryoma's voice, Nanjiro used a backhand shot to hit the ball away, and then laughed: "Young man, use all you have. I know this is far from your full strength."
Echizen Nanjiro was very happy to meet Kamishiro Ai during this period.
While I am still at my peak, perhaps I can wait until the other party grows up completely.
"Crescent Moon Sky Strike." What responded to Nanjiro was a crescent-shaped light.
Under the moonlight, the moonlight illuminated the area, but hidden beneath the pure light was an energy more terrifying than the Thunder Roar Cannon.
"Crunch." The tennis ball hit the racket heavily, making a creaking sound. Nanjiro's racket seemed to be wailing. Nanjiro resumed his teasing voice: "Young man, don't be so grumpy. An old friend like me can't stand this kind of ball."
As he spoke, the tennis ball turned into a beam of light and flew towards Kamishiro Ai's half of the court.
"The flowers are in a mess, the flower gods are crying, the sky is in a mess, the sky demons are sneering, and the flowers are crazy."
Kamishiro Ai held the racket in his right hand and recited an obscure passage of the first chapter.
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