"Guess." Byodoin Phoenix spun the racket vigorously with a cold look in his eyes.
"That's right." Kamishiro Lan raised the corner of his mouth.
The racket landed straight on the ground.
"It seems like today is a crushing day, and you missed the best chance to beat me." Kamishiro Lan smiled and walked towards the serving point.
In the first game, Kamishiro Ai kicked off.
"Just because, I seem to have suddenly remembered your real name." Kamishiro Lan hit the tennis ball and suddenly laughed.
The Byodoin Phoenix became more angry and its eyes became more ferocious.
For him, that memory is a dark history.
"Let me ask you to review the past. People must always recall the past in order to cherish the present." Kamishiro Lan's lips curled up slightly.
"Swish." The tennis ball was thrown up.
"The eleventh lightning streak of the broken path."
Following the explosion, the tennis ball turned into a flash of lightning and instantly appeared at the feet of the Byodoin Phoenix.
"This kind of childish ghost magic has no effect on me at all." Byodoin Phoenix was full of disdain. The moment Kamishiro Lan served the ball, she had already turned sideways and adjusted the angle of her return.
"Be serious!" Byodoin Phoenix was filled with dissatisfaction.
He hated the fact that Kamishiro Lan always used some childish tricks to test his opponent at the beginning of the game.
"Swish." However, the next moment, the tennis ball did not bounce in the angle that Byodoin Phoenix expected. Instead, it bounced at a strange angle and hit her face.
Byodoin Phoenix reacted quickly, adjusting its posture in an instant and pulling it back, but its heart was filled with gloom.
"A serve to the face, an outswing serve? But his serving posture is normal, how could he hit the tennis ball with such a ricocheting angle?"
There was no time to think, as Kamishiro Lan's counterattack had already arrived.
It was still lightning that was fast.
It also produces a strange ricochet when landing.
"Bang!" Byodoin Phoenix sensed something unusual while fighting back.
I always feel that this scene is eerily familiar.
It was as if I had experienced it somewhere before.
"Well, it's because you're a professional player now, so why is your counterattack so weak?" Kamishiro Lan slowly put his left hand into his pocket.
"This is it!" Kamishiro Lan's action aroused memories deep in the heart of Byodoin Phoenix.
With one hand in his pocket, the tennis ball bounced strangely.
Isn't this the scene of their first match?
This guy Kamishiro actually wanted to recreate the scene at that time.
Thinking of this, Byodoin Phoenix could no longer bear it.
Too arrogant, looking down on others!
"Kamiyo! You bastard! I will destroy you!"
"Swish." The golden light gathered in the racket of the Byodoin Phoenix, just like the last light hitting the ball.
Instructions, for the Byodoin Phoenix at that time, the light shot was a special move, but now it is just a normal skill.
Golden light poured down, and the tennis ball dragged a long trajectory, heading towards Kamishiro Lan with an unstoppable momentum.
"Such a dazzling light. This is very harmful to the eyes."
In the golden light, Kamishiro Ai's voice sounded lazy.
"Twenty Illuminating Heavenly Spheres of the Broken Path."
An even more dazzling light bloomed in Shen Dai Lan's hands, instantly swallowing up the golden light.
"It's better to change to a gentler light."
All the audience, even the professional players, closed their eyes, their lips twitching slightly as Kamishiro Lan's words echoed in their ears.
In comparison, the light emitted by Kamishiro Blue is obviously more dazzling.
"Bang." Byodoin Phoenix closed her eyes and easily captured the change in airflow caused by the tennis ball. She swung out with her right racket and pulled the tennis ball back.
"In my career, I have only had two defeats. In one of them, the person who defeated me was already under my feet. But you are the only one who remains so strong and so proud."
"Today, I will completely tear your arrogance apart, and I will become the strongest professional player in the world."
"The child's game is over."
As soon as he finished speaking, an overwhelming aura burst out from the Byodoin Phoenix.
The fighting of Ashura Shinto.
But, there is more to it than that.
A shadow emerged behind him.
Another dimension, pirate skeleton.
One hand holds a sharp blade, the other holds an iron hook.
"Boom!" The entire stadium turned into an endless sea.
Huge waves came down one after another.
At the highest point of the waves, the skeleton pirate ship broke through the waves.
The sound of murderous fighting was heard on the ship, and sharp blades were pointed at Kamishiro Lan.
"Giving it your all is my respect for you."
"Feel the world's horror, God Era. You are destined to be swallowed by my ocean."
"Are you serious now?" Kamishiro Lan's tone was filled with regret.
In the world championships, a big score requires two wins in three sets.
The time is at least two to three times that of a normal game.
If the other dimension is used so early, the rest of the game will be boring and long.
"How about this, I'll just beat you to death, then the game can end early, right?" Kamishiro Lan said with a flash in his eyes.
"Beat him to death! Damn it! This Kamishiro Lan is too arrogant!"
There was an uproar at the scene.
When one reaches the level of Byodoin Phoenix, it becomes very difficult to die.
This type of professional player is not only extremely powerful, but also has an incredible ability to protect himself.
"Very good, you are still so arrogant. I must kill you."
Instead of getting angry, the Byodoin Phoenix laughed and suddenly pulled out the racket in his hand.
"American Pirates!"
The tennis ball transformed into a pirate ship that broke through the waves and flew straight towards Kamishiro Ai. It exploded in mid-air and transformed into countless tennis balls.
"Ball Rush?! No, my Ball Rush is not even on the same level as American Pirates." Tachibana exclaimed.
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