“This is a stop for the new generation on their way to the throne.”
“This is the response of the king who is about to enter his old age to the new generation.”
"I can see that this is what tennis is all about."
The commentator said emotionally.
There were no fancy skills, but every ball and every hit was so exciting.
One can't help but stand up, as if this can express one's inner respect.
"Except for the binding technique at the beginning, Kamishiro has never used the Shikai." Gan pushed his glasses up, his tone trembling in calmness: "Their fifth dimension has broken through the data, no, it has broken through the limit of my analysis."
"This is an unreserved battle. From the beginning to the end, they will gradually show their full abilities. Watch out, little one. This will be the game we will pursue all our lives." Echizen Ryoma glanced at Echizen Ryoma beside him and said in a deep voice.
"Humph, still a long way off." Echizen Ryoma pressed his hat down arrogantly, snorted coldly, then paused and added: "I'm talking about me."
"Hahaha, little one, you are quite self-aware."
"whispering sound."
"That's about it, Kamishiro boy." Nanjiro laughed as he hit the tennis ball towards the baseline triangle area on the other side of Kamishiro Ai again.
In these countless returns, the tennis ball will always fall into the triangle area which is the most difficult to return.
Through high-speed camera tracking, we can see that there is only a ball mark that is getting deeper and deeper in the triangle area at the bottom corner of the half court on both sides.
You have to know that the two of them were not practicing fighting.
They are all top professional players. Not only do they run all over the court, their returns also come with tricky spins.
It is not easy for ordinary professional players to hit the same spot even when practicing, let alone such a high-intensity confrontation!
Such terrifying ball control made the entire audience hold their breath.
Is this basic tennis?
No!
This is the real show of skill!
"The Ninetieth Path of Destruction: Black Coffin."
A turbid black coffin emerged from the air, with a dark emblem engraved on the top of the coffin. Surging mud crawled on the coffin, exuding a breath of uneasiness and death.
As the black coffin appeared, the whole audience cheered.
They knew that a more intense competition was about to begin.
In the world competition, Black Coffin has appeared many times, and each time he has dealt a severe blow to the opponent.
They consider the Black Coffin a spiritual skill.
Not only can it bring strange changes to the ball, but it can also devour the opponent's spirit.
After the black coffin appeared, the scene was filled with darkness.
The ground of the stadium was steaming with black air, and an ominous coffin was crumbling and suspended above the head, giving a strong sense of oppression.
"Using all its strength to activate the Black Coffin? That's terrifying." Polk couldn't help but speak.
This time's black coffin is enough to prove that Kamishiro Lan always plays conservatively in the World Championship.
"Hmph, this guy." Byodoin Phoenix said with a cold face.
Such evil and darkness may be difficult for even his pirates to break through.
"What an evil power." Nanjiro looked up and stared at the endless darkness with a serious expression.
"However, my knife can cut through everything." A dazzling light burst out from his body.
This is a seamless light.
"Boom." The muddy darkness was swallowed up, and it suddenly shook and disintegrated as if it encountered an unfearable wave.
"Crack, crack, crack." The black coffin itself kept shaking, making sounds of collapse.
Eventually it broke apart.
"Swish." The glowing tennis ball shot towards Kamishiro Lan like a sharp arrow. The trail of light it left behind carried a terrifying impact force, leaving traces of destruction wherever it passed.
A warrior figure slowly appeared.
"The Eighty-first Way of Binding: Cutting the Sky." A tall, transparent blue glass wall rose up in front of Kamishiro Ai, intercepting the tennis ball in advance.
This is Kamishiro Lan's strongest defensive ghost technique.
In the past games, no one has been able to break it.
Not even the Byodoin Phoenix could break through the defense.
"The strongest defense versus the warrior, who will win?" The commentator's tone became high-pitched.
But the next moment, everything that happened was surprising.
There was no so-called strong confrontation. The moment the tennis ball hit the broken sky, countless cracks appeared. The broken sky suddenly shattered like fragile blue glass hit by a bullet. Countless blue fragments fell from the sky and landed on the court in disorder.
"The sky was broken just like that? No! That's not right!"
Nanjiro's eyes narrowed, his intuition telling him that everything was not that simple.
“Ka-ka-ka.”
"Destroy it to ashes, and cut off the wind from the earth."
"Sing, Hongji."
As the two stages of the initial release appeared, a gust of green wind swept the shattered fragments on the ground into the sky.
Then red sparks flashed, forming a large net, which merged with the broken space to form a blue and red glass wall again.
This time, the tennis ball, whose light had become much dimmer, was blocked. Even though it spun wildly and even created a blast of air at the back, it could not break through the obstacles and finally stayed obediently in Kamishiro Ai's racket.
"Ninety-sixth of the Way of Destruction: Cremation with a Blade."
A knife-shaped flame erupted, carrying the tennis ball with it.
The place was suddenly filled with flames as flames swirled around.
The temperature of the venue suddenly increased, and many people began to sweat.
But no one was prepared to leave, because they knew that if they missed this game, they would regret it for the rest of their lives.
"Two Shikai and Kidō combined together? That's really amazing. Your skills are getting stronger and stronger." Nanjiro said to himself with amazement in his eyes.
"I was right. Your talent has surpassed mine. It will only take five years. No, maybe even next year. You will surpass me completely."
Nanjiro's expression did not show jealousy of being surpassed, but instead only relief and happiness.
At a time when one is about to decline, being able to see such a genius, and even growing up with such a genius, isn't that a kind of contentment?
Decades of waiting, just for this moment.
He was born for this moment.
"Swish." A samurai from another dimension emerged from behind Nanjiro, with a fierce momentum that could cut everything in half.
Even the fire that filled the entire stadium couldn't get close to him.
The moment the samurai appeared in the other dimension, the feeling of oppression reached its extreme. Kamishiro Lan felt as if his body was being pressed down by a towering mountain, and even raising his arms was difficult.
Not only that, his aura had been completely locked, the tennis ball hadn't arrived yet, but his body felt like it was about to break apart.
"Is this the full-powered alternate dimension?" The moment he saw the samurai alternate dimension, Kamishiro Lan clearly saw the current gap between him and Nanjiro.
He is worthy of being called the man of the ceiling.
However, since Kamishiro Lan has chosen to challenge, he will not give up easily.
Defeating Nanjiro at his peak meant a lot to him.
"Give it your all."
“Bankai.”
(End of this chapter)
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