With a difficult chant, in the exclamation of everyone, the appearance of Shen Dailan's body completely changed.

Transformed into a sunny boy with mid-parted black hair and wheat-colored skin.

"Tachibana, even if you hurt my eye, you won't be able to win me."

In a slightly playful voice, the figure of the sunny boy flashed in a dashing manner, raising his arm and hitting the ball back.

"Bang."

“15-0。”

The ball fell back into Tachibana's half at a faster pace, bounced off the field, and smashed against the barbed wire before sliding down.

The speed and power are strong.

But by no means to the extent that Tachibana Yoshihei can't fight back.

However, Tachibana Yoshihei missed this ball, just because his heart was greatly impacted.

"How is that possible? Chitose? Tachibana Yoshihira's pupils shook, his body stiffened in place, and he even trembled a little, his face full of disbelief.

"Chitose brother?!" Tachibana's shocked voice sounded at the same time.

"What's wrong with the minister?" The members rubbed their eyes even more, looking dazed.

In his sight, the originally elegant and gentle Shendai Lan had completely become another person.

Both the appearance and temperament are completely different from before.

"Senior, why did Shendai Lan suddenly change his appearance? Is this magic? Shibasaori took the camera and snapped it together, and she couldn't close her mouth in surprise.

"Is this a fraudster-like ability? Nioh has the ability to imitate, not only can perfectly copy a person's appearance, but even master the ball skills. There is also Ruoren Hiroshi of Josei Shonan, who has the ability to transform and can master the opponent's ball skills, and even the personality is the same. Mamoru Inoue took out his notebook and groaned.

"He read a passage before he transformed, what was that?"

Mamoru Inoue has seen countless talented players, but there are only a handful of them that are as special as Kamiyo Blue.

"How will Tachibana Yoshihei deal with his past partner?" Mamoru Inoue muttered to himself.

"Chitose ......." looked at the "Chitose Chisatose" opposite, and Tachibana Yoshihei's eyes were in a trance.

"No, he's not Chitose, he's Kamiyo!"

Then he shook his head, cleared his mind, took a deep breath, and slapped the tennis ball.

"Even if he becomes Chitose, his tennis style will not change."

"Bang." With the explosion, the tennis ball brought a trace of shock waves, rolling up a fierce air current and rushing towards the ground under Kamiyo Blue's feet.

"Good serve, it seems that Tachibana you have also made a lot of progress." The Chitose smile that Kamiyo Blue turned into easily swung the racket to knock the ball back.

The tennis ball is immediately struck back and forth in the court at a breakneck speed.

After a few rounds of probing, they were generally familiar with the rhythm of the attack.

"How can his speed and power be so much lower than when he races against the Traces?" Tachibana Jihei frowned.

He wasn't so arrogant as to think he was evenly matched with the other side.

"After he transformed into Chitose, his strength and speed changed, and it was ......."

"Pose! His posture is also the same as Chitose? Could it be that he is Chitose? Tachibana Yoshipei's pupils shrank, and an outrageous thought came to his mind.

Tachibana only felt as if his brain was being affected by an unknown force, and he couldn't help frowning.

This caused him to be sluggish for a second, and he ran to the landing point in embarrassment, raising his racket hard to hit the ball back.

"Tachibana, why can't you give it your all, are you afraid of me?" Kamidai Lan moved lightly, stretched his hand holding the racket, and his bulging muscles were full of beauty, and then he slammed the tennis ball hard.

"Bang." The tennis ball sped towards Tachibana in a beautiful arc.

"Don't get too complacent." Tachibana Kihei anticipated the landing point and ran quickly, ready to swing the racket at the moment when the ball was about to bounce off the ground.

"Huh." However, the next moment, the tennis ball rose as quickly as if it was pulled by a pair of inexplicable hands, and disappeared from sight in an instant.

The next time he reappeared, he was already rolling behind Tachibana Yoshihei.

“30-0。”

"What?! Could it be that this is a hidden god? No, this is Shinyin! "Tachibana Yoshihei and Chitose have fought countless times in the past, so they are not too familiar with this trick.

"It's Chitose." Tachibana Yoshihei's eyes sank, and even he didn't realize that he had begun to really bring Kamidai Blue into the role of Chitose.

This is the spiritual operation of the Slasher.

In the world of death, there are various abilities that affect the senses and make the brain have illusions, and this is how Kamidai Lan played with Tachibana Yoshihei's consciousness.

Let him imperceptibly think of himself as the real Chitose Chitose.

"Why did the ball disappear? Hey, did you see, the ball is gone. The big-hearted god Tail said in a loud voice.

Mamoru Inoue flipped through his notes, pursed his lips and said, "That's Chitose Chitose's ball skills, Shen Yin." By adding a longitudinal spin force perpendicular to the ground, the ball will rise extremely quickly after being hit, as if it were invisible. ”

"It seems that Kamidai Blue can not only imitate a person's appearance, but also use ball skills."

I don't know which is stronger or weaker between him and Lihai Da's Nioh Yaji.

The thought flashed through Inoue's mind.

Even if Shendai Blue is strong, if the other positive selections are too weak, it will still be very difficult for Fudo Peak to qualify.

In addition to Lihai University in the Kanto region, there are also Qingxue and Ice Emperor.

From what we have seen so far, Fudo Peak still has a long way to go.

However, the members in it have some talent.

In particular, the god of blue is amazing.

In the battle with the traces, he showed an unbreakable blind spot, and now there is a perfect imitation of the heart.

To be able to see so many talented players shine is also a great blessing for a journalist.

.......

"Now, Tachibana, even if I use one eye, you're no match for me." Kamiyo Lan mimicked Chitose's voice and mocked.

"It's not over yet!" Tachibana Yoshihei's eyes sank, he took a deep breath and served again.

"It's too slow, Tachibana, what about your game? That's the only way to defeat me! "When the ball just bounced off the ground, the racket was already slapping on the ball.

"Huh." The tennis ball rises again at great speed during the flight, becoming one with the sunlight and disappearing from view.

“40-0。”

"Tick." A few drops of sweat slipped down his forehead, and Tachibana Yoshipei's eyes stared at Chitose Chitose Chisato that Kamidai Blue had conjured up.

In his memory, he once seriously injured Chitose with the explosive ball he had just comprehended, causing the other party's eyes to go blind.

Guilty in his heart, he was deeply aware of the mistakes he had made, so he sealed his skills.

Now, facing "Chitose Chisamura" again, his heart is mixed.

"Damn!" He slammed the tennis ball hard and sent it into the corner.

"What's the matter, Tachibana, why are you so weak in your shots, or are you still so ...... Cowardice. ”

With a fierce volley, the ball flew faster towards the bottom corner of the sideline of Tachibana.

"Speaking with strength on the court, feeling guilty is an insult to me!" As the sound of "Chitose Chisatose" rises, the tennis ball that hits back is getting heavier and faster.

"That's right, you're right." Tachibana Yoshihei's breath fluctuated.

"I am indeed a coward, and after hurting my best friend, I chose to run away." Tachibana Yoshihei stared at "Chitose Chisatose", his eyes full of apologies.

"Then prove to me that you have mastered this skill!" With a bang, the tennis ball pierced through Tachibana's half court like a yellow beam.

"Game, 1-0, Kamidai Blue leads."

"I see." Tachibana Yoshihei took a deep breath: "I'll show you everything I know." ”

"Buzz!" Tachibana's body suddenly erupted with a beastly red aura.

There was a fierce wildness in his eyes, like a male lion locking on to his target, ready to pounce at any moment.