In the next moment, Wakatohiro's temperament changed drastically, and a smile familiar to Echizen Ryoma and a loose standing posture appeared on his face.

"Now, Echizen, are you ready?" Wakatohiro's voice is magnetic, and his eyes are deep.

"Minister?" Echizen Ryoma's expression showed a hint of astonishment.

"This ugly face." Akutsu's face darkened: "This kid is really fat." ”

"Hahaha, he really learned the minister's smile." Kamio Ming grinned and said, "I wonder if he can imitate the minister's ball skills?" ”

"Judging from the style of his perfect imitation of other players before, his imitation ability is still very good, since he has transformed into a god, he should have mastered some hitting styles, by the way, what kind of tennis style is Godyo?" Chitose asks a question.

saw that everyone showed confused expressions.

Tachibana: "I've never seen Kamiyo go all out, and in every match, he uses a different starting point, and even the tennis style is completely different. ”

"I wonder what kind of style he imitates Shendai Blue?"

Fudomine's side was full of curiosity.

"He's actually able to imitate Kamidai Blue." Aoi Hanamura was a little surprised.

Judging from this year's metropolitan conferences and regional competitions, the strength shown by Shendai Blue has surpassed all the current junior high school students by a level.

Just like Yukimura back then, he did not lose a single record in the national competition.

If Renhong has the confidence to transform, it means that he must have mastered a certain style of play of Shendai Blue, and it is likely to be a slashing sword!

"Ruoren, although he often stinks farts, he is still very reliable at critical moments." Chengcheng Shonan's positive expression is also a lot easier.

"Wakato~~If people~~" Wakatohiro's cheerleaders cheered.

"Imitating the Minister, can he use the Slashing Knife?" Coming up with this possibility, Echizen Ryoma became excited.

He has always wanted to compete with Shendailan, but unfortunately the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, so he has never had a chance.

Now, being able to fight against the fake god of the blue can be regarded as a wish.

"Smack." Echizen Ryoma slapped the tennis ball seriously, and his eyes became serious.

"Huh!" He threw the ball, jumped up, his laces fluttered in the wind, and when the tennis ball flew to the high point, his right arm pulled up and buckled down hard.

"External spin serve? Doesn't work for me. Wakato Hiroshi smiled, took a step back, and then took a freehand fish, and the next moment, the tennis ball swept by at great speed, smashed at Echizen's feet, and popped out of bounds.

“15-0。”

"What a speed!" Echizen's stunned face became a backdrop.

Tachibana: "His speed and strength have increased dramatically, and it seems that he is not just an ordinary imitation. ”

"Wakatohiro, this guy is quite interesting." Even Kamidai Lan himself raised an eyebrow.

In the original book, if Renhiro masters a person's style of play through imitation day after day, when he transforms into another person, his body data will also change to a certain extent.

You can use Wakato Hongshi as a weakened version of Nioh.

"Hush." Echizen Ryoma grabbed the tennis ball, and his eyes were a little more aggressive.

"Bang!" Another sharp outspin serve, immediately after the ball was developed, the racket was switched to his usual left hand.

"Whoosh!" The tennis ball flies towards the left at a faster speed. Echizen Ryoma moved his legs, and after catching up with the tennis ball, he stretched his left hand and swung it out.

"Crunch." The strange spin of the racket caused his pupils to shrink.

"Snort." The tennis ball is a little out of the angle, and it flies towards Wakato Hiroshi, and it is a spinning ball that is slightly upward.

"Stompe."

If you take a stroll in a leisurely garden, take two steps forward, and wave your right hand lightly.

"Bang." The tennis ball went at great speed towards Echizen's other half.

"Step." Echizen taps his toes, and his figure appears at the landing point in a breath.

"This is Echizen's own Ryoma step." Chitose nodded secretly: "Although the speed is not as fast as the instantaneous step, it is also very good." ”

"What a strange spin." The moment the tennis ball entered the racket, Echizen's brow furrowed, sensing that something was wrong.

The tennis ball crossed the net and headed towards Wakato Hiroshi in an arc.

If the person Hiroshi returns to the standard to the terrifying forehand shot.

The tennis ball began to constantly shuttle between the two.

But soon, everyone sensed that something was wrong.

If the range of Hitohiro's activities becomes smaller and smaller, the final range of activities will not exceed one meter.

Echizen Ryoma, on the other hand, kept running back and forth.

Chitose: "This is Tezuka's Tezuka domain, and if Hitohiro would do the same." ”

Tachibana: "No, to be precise, Kamiyo has completely mastered other people's ball skills, and if Hitohiro has imitated Kamiyo, it should not only be in the Tezuka realm, but also in other ball skills." ”

"Bang." After a long time of pulling, in the end, Wakato Hiroshi found a flaw in Echizen and hit the ball to the blind spot with a backhand to score.

“30-0。”

"Echizen, is that all?" Ruorenhong grabbed the line and smiled.

"Hush." Echizen Ryoma posed as a ball, but the beads of sweat on his forehead revealed his unsettled heart.

"My spin is controlled, and no matter how I fight back, I'm going to fly to his side."

"I have to find a way to break his spin, otherwise, my stamina will be completely depleted."

"Damn, it's just a pirate, why did it put so much pressure on me?"

Echizen Ryoma was full of unwillingness and anger at his weakness.

"Huh." It was another outspin serve, and it was still easily countered by Wakato Hiroshi.

The tennis ball once again spun towards Wakato Hiroshi, and the rhythm of the game was once again caught in his hands.

When Echizen Ryoma uncontrollably hit an upspin ball, he saw Wakato Hiroshi suddenly straighten his right hand and turn it down, with his left foot forward and bent slightly.

"This posture is" Echizen's eyes widened, a guess flashing in his mind, and then he saw Wakato Hiroshi pull upwards hard.

"Bang." The tennis ball flew at great speed, and the moment it landed, it spun and flew close to the ground.

“40-0。”

"It's . Phoenix Flashback! Echizen Ryoma was breathing heavily, his eyes flashing with shock.

"Is he really able to imitate the minister? These skills are at your fingertips. Echizen's face was heavy.

"Echizen, you're still far away." Wakato Hiroshi smiled and said softly.

"Bang."

"Game, 3-2, Echizen Ryoma leads."

“game3-3。”

After Wakatohiro was in full swing, Echizen was like losing his soul, and he was defeated and retreated, and soon lost two games.

Tachibana: "What's going on with Echizen?" Even if Hiroshi could use the triple counterattack and Tezuka realm, he wouldn't be able to beat Echizen like this. ”

Chitose: "Echizen's subconscious has already regarded Wakato Hiroshi as a god, so he has a sense of fear, and I have to say that Wakatohiro's imitation ability is still good. ”

At halftime, Echizen Ryoma sat in the coach's seat, his head covered with a towel, panting vigorously.

"Echizen." Kamiyo Lan glanced at Echizen Ryoma and said in a deep voice, "Don't let fear dominate your sanity. ”

"Minister." Echizen took a deep breath and looked at Kamiyo Blue, and his heart suddenly became clear.

"Am I in fear of a showdown with the minister?"

The break ends.

Echizen Ryoma returned to the playing field.

This time, he looked at Wakakato Hiroshi on the other side.

He found numerous flaws.

"Now." He carried the racket and smiled arrogantly: "Imitate the minister, but you haven't used his skills at all, because you can't." ”

"Of course I will." Wakatohiro's eyes narrowed, revealing a striking gaze, and then smiled.

"Really? I think you're tired just by maintaining this state, and you don't have the physical strength. Echizen Ryoma looked at Wakatohiro's trembling legs and smiled.

(End of chapter)