"The speed is good, but you shouldn't have more than that." In the face of the menacing ball, Kamiyo Lan smiled lightly and raised his cross racket.

"Bang." The tennis ball was hit back with a perfectly posed forehand that crossed the arc and landed in the first half.

"That racket can really fight back, but ......." Trace's eyes froze.

"It's too slow!" In the blink of an eye, the trace came to the position in front of the net.

"Bang." The tennis ball is pumped into the bottom corner of the sideline by a volley from the front of the net.

"A good ball, a volley in front of the net makes the return with a strong force, and at the same time can hit the ball to the bottom corner trickily, worthy of a national master, and the ball control is very good. Faced with this ball, Kamiyo needs to run to the other side to catch the ball. Tachibana praised it without hesitation, but also expressed concern: "The return power of this ball is very strong, and it should not be able to catch it with that kind of racket." ”

"Yes, God is too arrogant for you." Jibu looked at the god who was standing loosely in place, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "I will defeat you without reservation." ”

"What?!" Suddenly, his pupils shrank, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Shendailan, who was originally standing in place, had already appeared at the landing point of the ball in an instant, and raised the racket elegantly.

"Bang." The ball lands precisely on the side of the track at a faster speed and bounces off the court.

“15-0。” Orange Apricot Leap announced.

"What kind of pace is this? Why did it appear on the other side in an instant? ”

"Am I dazzled?" There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

Jibu's face also became a little gloomy.

"He appeared at the drop point like a teleportation, what kind of weird pace was that? Is it the Okinawan pace of Kansai? No, even Okinawa shouldn't have time to fight back, right, is it one of the foundations of the Grim Reaper mentioned in the past? ”

"It's worthy of the god of blue, it's really terrifying." Jibu silently walked to the tee, and at this moment, his body was completely tense.

The god on the other side was still standing loosely, but it brought unprecedented pressure.

The fear of Shendai Blue in his memory even showed signs of revival.

"Damn, I'm the Emperor of the Ice Emperor! There must be no fear! Traces suddenly threw the tennis ball and pressed most of his weight against the racket.

The tennis ball turned into a sharp light and burst away.

"The speed has increased." Kamidai Lan smiled slightly and shot back easily.

The two then engaged in a fierce offensive and defensive battle, with the tennis ball leaving a yellow trail in mid-air.

It's so fast that ordinary people can't even catch it.

After dozens of rounds of continuous blows, even the eyes of Kamio and the others couldn't help but be a little sour.

"It's amazing, is this a matchup at the national level? We're still far from it. Kamio and the others were deeply aware of the size of the gap, and clenched their fists in frustration.

"The minister is really good, he actually used that kind of racket to play back and forth with the opponent." Ishida Tetsu's face was adoring, and his eyes lit up.

Ibu Fukaji: "Oh, Ishida Tetsu seems to have fallen, and Kamio is estimated to be soon, this new minister seems to be really powerful, so I'm ....... Hmph, strength alone can't convince me, I ......"

......

"It's just an ordinary riposte, why do I feel so tired?" Traces kept running back and forth, hitting back at the tennis ball that was not heavy, and his eyes were fixed on Kamiyo Blue.

"Crunch." In the face of the tennis ball that came again, he bent his knees slightly and hit the ball back in a slightly awkward position, and his trembling arms made him suddenly realize.

"It's a spin!"

"Every shot he hits back carries a powerful spin that bounces off the ground at the point where I need to fight back with maximum strength, and keeps my energy drained by making my knees down repeatedly and changing the position of my arms!"

Traced gasped and shot the ball back, and began to run back and forth, while in sight, Kamidai Blue was still standing in place, motionless.

"He hasn't left since this ball, and he's used that racket to play such horrible ball control."

Traces gradually appeared in their eyes.

"Bang." While there was some distraction in the tracks, the ball landed in the backcourt.

“30-0。”

As the score was announced, Jibu couldn't help but gasp for breath and sweat on his forehead.

"It's a shame, Minister of the Ice Emperor has been suppressed." The words of the onlookers pierced the heart like a needle.

Proud, he didn't allow himself to be so embarrassed to lose.

"It's not over yet! Soon I will be able to see his dead ends, soon! He served again and the tennis ball landed into the bottom corner with a yellow beam.

Kamiyo Lan gracefully swings the racket and hits the ball to the bottom line on the other side.

"Whew." The trail ran to the landing point, and a powerful forehand hit the ball to the baseline on the other side of Kamiyo Blue.

The two began to fight each other vigorously.

But soon, only the traces were running, and the range of motion of Kamidai Blue was fixed in place again.

Even though he kept running, the trace was staring at Kamidai Blue, trying to find a flaw.

"Trying to find with a keen eye?" Shen Dailan smiled slightly.

Now what he uses can be called the Tezuka field.

By spinning the ball up and down, the opponent's counterattack will be sucked back around you in a strange arc.

With the deep foundation of the current god dai blue, it is completely easy to play this kind of ball.

In Shen Dailan's view, the biggest effect of this technique is psychological warfare.

When the opponent sees that no matter how much he hits, he can't make the opponent move, the psychological pressure caused is huge.

It is easy to produce deformation of the movement.

But the psychology of the trace department is very strong, even if it has been played back and forth, the heart is still very firm.

"Bang."

After a ten-minute tug-of-war, Kamidai Blue fought back again, and the tennis ball fell like a yellow beam on the baseline again, and the track that kept running back and forth did not reach the ball this time.

“40-0。”

With the referee's announcement, the trace department was still stunned.

He stiffened and turned his head, only to find that there were only two ball marks at the bottom line, in the bottom corners of the left and right directions.

"No....... No way. Traces looked at Kamidai Blue with a shocked face.

"The tennis ball lands on the left and right corners of the ball prints, which means that from the beginning to the end, there are only two landing points for the ball he hits. He used that racket to hit such amazing ball control. ”

"Not only that, but I was always in an uncomfortable position when I was running back and forth, and he was horrified of both the ball control and the spin he applied.

Tachibana Yoshihei, who has national-level strength, also sees all this.

"The strength of the god is still so unfathomable, is this level of ball control really something that a junior high school student can play?"

"The speed of the track's return shot is not slow, and the ball speed is also very fast, but Kamiyo can not only hit the up-and-down spin that affects the track's return in a matter of seconds, no, even a second, but also be able to adjust his position. Fight back with the most comfortable position and at the same time perfectly control the landing point of the ball! ”

At this time, the tug-of-war on the field continued.

Shendai Blue is like a precise tennis machine. Keep hitting the tennis ball to the left and right corners.

The trace fell into a deep passivity.

The fight lasted more than ten minutes.

The breeze was light, rustling the leaves.

Just when everyone thought that the trace was about to lose, the trace suddenly burst out, and the corners of the mouth hooked up with an evil arc.

"I saw it, I saw it, your dead end!" It was as if several icicles had fallen from the sky and stuck around Kamidai Blue's body.

"Bang." The tennis ball was like an arrow off the string, turning into light and shadow, and flying towards the half of the court where Kamidai Blue was.

The tennis ball hit the ground, but Kamidai Blue's body remained motionless as if frozen.

"Goddai, your dead ends, at a glance." The corners of the mouth are slightly hooked.

However, he saw Kamidai Lan smile gently, and his voice was magnetic.

"Now, traces, the dead spots you see don't exist in the first place."

The icicles shattered suddenly.