Training camp.
The match between Yanagi and Mitsuya finally came to an end.
The score is 6-3.
Liu was hit hard by Mitsuya, but he was filled with boundless fighting spirit.
"Brother Yajiudou, next time we meet, I will let you see a different me!" Data tennis brother Yajiudou is his predecessor, but he will not admit defeat, and his data tennis will be more advanced next time. "I will definitely not let you down!"
Mitsuya Akuto smiled gently, "Data tennis, data is infinitely flexible, and many details in life can become the source of data!"
Seeing that Yanagi finally had some realization, Mitsuya was also very pleased, so he talked to him a little more, "Especially the Niou in your team. You saw his move, which is very flexible. If your tennis data is at a bottleneck, you can go and see him more!"
It would be a real loss if you don't take a closer look at such useful living body movement data.
Liu nodded heavily. Ever since he saw the magical scene where Nioh could directly transform into Tezuka, he decided that Nioh would be his best friend from now on (data line).
“I will use it well.” He is not stupid.
Mitsuya was very pleased. What a teachable child! What a teachable child!
Speaking of Niou, Mitsuya looked around subconsciously - Hmm? Where's Niou?
Sensing that something was wrong, Mitsuya looked back at Irie... Damn, Oni Jujiro, where are you?
Would these two guys secretly go to the competition without his knowledge? Wasn't it that he, as the middleman, had worked so hard for so long just to record some data about their competition?
These two scumbags actually carried him away on their backs?
Can you skip the middleman and make a profit directly these days? What do you think of buying a car?
Mitsuya had a gloomy face and didn't want to talk.
The villain in my heart was so angry that he threw his notebook——
These two guys are not human!
…
On the other side, on the court.
Whether or not he could save his arm was no longer in Niou's consideration. His heart told him that he wanted to go, he wanted to catch the ball, so all this was no longer important!
Ren Wang thought, in fact, if you think about it carefully - this ball is nothing more than a little more powerful, the air waves it brings up around it are a little bigger, and it looks a little more terrifying overall!
The rest is nothing, right!
With a smile on his face, he ran to the ball landing point without hesitation, squatted down, took a deep breath, and insisted on mobilizing his limited mental strength even though his scalp was numb with pain...
See, then receive——
With his highly concentrated mind, Niou's pupils changed inadvertently. A golden stream of light flashed across them, dyeing his originally dark blue pupils a bright golden color...
The golden pupils stared at the ball with high concentration. Niou vaguely found that the ball seemed to slow down... He saw the path of the ball... and its weakness -
It was as if an intuition suddenly emerged from nowhere, telling him how to correct his posture, how hard to swing the racket, and where the racket should hit the ball so that he could hit it back -
Everything seems so fake, it feels like Nioh's own hallucination. However, no matter whether the slowdown is real or fake, it is still a real hallucination!
This is intuition.
He does whatever his instinct tells him to do!
Now that we finally have a way to get the ball back, how can we not do it?
Quickly adjust your posture and the position of the racket, hold the racket with both hands, and aim for the ball to land...
Then, trying my best——
“Ha——” The tennis ball hit Niou’s racket like a cannonball. The next second, it seemed as if it was paused. In a place that Niou couldn’t see, several cracks appeared where the ball and the racket touched. The power of the tennis ball collapsed in an instant, and it stayed for a moment. It was actually hit back by Niou——
Looking at the tennis ball that had fallen next to the ghost, Niou gasped in disbelief. What did he just do? Did he really hit the ball back?
The ghost was also surprised. The ball that contained all his strength was hit back by Nioh in this state?
The problem is that he still doesn't know how Niou hit the ball back. With that posture and position just now, apart from the fact that he found the landing point of the ball very accurately, there doesn't seem to be any big problem?
But unfortunately, Nioh fought back?
This is simply impossible. How did he do it?
The ghost was very surprised and doubtful. What on earth did Niwang do?
"How on earth did you do that?" The ghost frowned and stared at Ren Wang.
Only then did Niwang feel a bit of reality. It turned out that the ball just now really fell to the ground, and he actually hit it back!
Now then——
45-40.
3-2.
Did he win this round?
He managed to win two games while Onijujiro was attacking with all his strength?
"Heh--" I don't know why, but Ren Wang looked at his intact arm and racket, and curled his lips inexplicably. He originally thought that this arm would be lost today, but he didn't expect that--
——Huh?
An inexplicable dizziness struck his mind, catching Nioh off guard. Before he could react, it filled his entire brain!
He...what happened to him?
Before his brain had time to figure out the whole problem, Ren Wang looked straight at the ground.
The ghost stared at Ren Wang, waiting for him to answer his question, but what he got was...
"Niou——" A trace of surprise and panic flashed in the ghost's eyes, and Niou Masaharu fell straight in front of him!
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