"Truth be told, your deep motivation is too rough." Kamidai Lan grabbed the capture line, and the corners of his mouth showed a cruel arc.

"It's a misfortune to hurt people with this kind of tennis."

"Violent tennis, but art."

Kamidai Blue waved his racket and whispered, "Whisper, gray cat." ”

When the words fell, Kamidai Blue's racket seemed to be covered with a gray shadow, which was particularly obvious in the sunlight.

Liu Lian Er: "Appeared, the beginning of the god generation, whispering the gray cat?" This is a new solution. It's hard to imagine why he always has so many skills. ”

"Nioh, you should be trying to imitate Kamiyo, is there any progress?" Fumita Marui asked curiously.

Masaharu Nioh is the most imitative player he's ever seen.

It's not so much an imitation.

It's better to completely transform into that person.

Even to the extent that it is fake.

Therefore, Nioh also has the title of fraudster.

Hearing Marui Bunta's question, the rest of the people in Tatsukai also pricked up their ears.

They were all curious to see if Nioh, who was able to transform into anyone in their minds, could master the skills of Kamiyo Blue.

To their disappointment, Nioh shook his head, his tone heavy.

"If it's just an ordinary version of the gods, it's true, but the physical exertion is completely uncontrollable, and I may not have the strength to pick up the racket if I hold on for a game or two."

"Regular version?"

"The god of blue without the beginning solution, the swastika and the ghost path is called the ordinary version by me." Nioh's words made everyone's hearts fall to the extreme.

"Will there be any breakthroughs before the end of the Kanto Tournament?" Liu Lian asked calmly.

"It's hard, so you have to watch him play more. Once I find the secret of the first solution, maybe there will be a big breakthrough. Nioh Masaharu said solemnly.

"Kamiyo shows a different skill in every game, which shows that he is far from using his real strength, Nioh, as long as you can imitate a ball skill, we will have more confidence in this Kanto tournament." Sanada said in a deep voice.

For the players, this is the first time they have heard Sanada say such unconfident words.

As the emperor of Lihai, Sanada has always been a domineering and confident image in the past.

But now, everyone also felt hesitation and hesitation.

Sanada has changed.

No, it should be said.

The emperor of Lihai was also afraid.

"Do you still use the beginning to solve it, Shencheng, you have to hold on." Aoi Hanamura's expression showed a hint of concern.

Reiji Kamjo, who happened to be turned around, noticed.

Coach, are you worried that I will hurt him?

Your most perfect work is me!

He looked back at Kamidai Blue, and the mist that appeared on the other party's body was mysterious and eerie, and it was unpredictable.

"It's a mystery." He snorted coldly and crossed his hands again.

The tennis ball was tossed and then smashed hard.

"Bang." After landing on the ground, the tennis ball went towards Kamiyo Blue's cheek again.

"Huh." The corners of Kamidai Lan's mouth hooked an unstoppable arc, and the next moment, a gray smoke erupted from the tennis ball.

"Bang." The tennis ball was sunk into the smoke, and all the power and spin seemed to melt in an instant.

There was no sound of hitting the ball, no sound of touching the net, only deathly silence.

Until a second later, the tennis ball flew towards Reiji Kamishiro at a faster speed.

"He actually cracked my deep motivation?!" Reiji Kamjo's eyes could not hide the horror, and there was a hint of frustration.

"Even if I crack it, I can still beat you!!"

The desire to express himself overcame everything, Reiji Kamishiro's eyes widened, and he took a step forward, crossed his hands next time, and adjusted his breathing.

"Deep Power!" With a roar, the arm racket was swung out.

"Kamidai Blue! Give me death! His eyes were crazy, as if he had seen the scene of Kamiyo Lan being hit.

However, in the next moment, the tennis ball, which was supposed to fly accurately and fall into the racket, suddenly turned into a cloud of fog and lingered.

A line of blood erupted from the outside of his arm, and blood flew into the sky, flying past the stunned and frightened pupils.

"Click." The racket came out of his hand and slammed into the ground with a crisp sound.

"Bang." This was followed by the crisp sound of a tennis ball falling to the ground.

"Oops. How did you get hurt, it's strange. Kamidai Lan said with a smile.

“30-15。”

The referee shuddered and announced the score.

"Uh, Shencheng-san, can you still compete?" The referee looked at Reiji Kamjo, who was clutching his arms, and his eyebrows jumped wildly.

The blood stains on the ground were so shocking that no one knew what had happened and how Reiji Kamishiro had been injured.

If this ball is regarded as malicious harm to the body, it is not very reasonable.

"I'm fine!" Reiji Kamjo's eyes suddenly became vicious, and his breath was short.

"How did the ball turn into smoke?!" Everyone on the sidelines rubbed their eyes, all looking incredulous.

"All I saw was Kamishiro's racket swinging into the smoke, and then my arm hurt."

"Look at that blood flying, it's scary!"

"Is this magic?"

There was chaos in the audience.

Everyone's expressions were full of consternation.

Among them, there are many people who have seen several Kamidai Blue matches.

"Is it dust?" Liu Lian's eyes flickered, and her brain quickly analyzed all possibilities.

"The ability to control the air flow is used to roll up dust, which brings up smoke, and when the tennis ball flies over the net, the rotation brings up the dust, and at the same time, because of the high rotation, the moisture on the surface of the ball is evaporated as a weapon, forming smoke."

"First of all, through the refraction of light, Reiji Kamishiro made an error in judging the landing point of the ball, so that in the line of sight, the tennis ball disappeared into the smoke and disappeared from sight, but in fact, the tennis ball had already landed at a different landing point and scratched the arm through the ejection."

"You pay attention to Reiji Kamjo's arm, it is a slender scratch, it can be seen that it is caused by the rapid passing of the tennis ball from the bottom to the top, although the wound looks like a lot of blood, but it is actually a flesh wound."

"It's a weird ball trick." Fumita Marui couldn't help but sigh.

"Sss Feeling the slight pain in his right arm, Reiji Kamishiro gasped.

"The most perfect work, but that's it." Kamidai Lan chuckled.

"Bastard!" Hearing this, Reiji Kamishiro lost his mind, and his pupils became red.

"Deep Power!" He kicked off in a rage. But no matter what the spin is, Kamidai Blue is so freehand, and the tennis ball is immediately hit back with ease.

No matter how angry he was and how hard he tried, the result was exactly the same.

"Could it be. Am I really inferior to him? ”

"Nope! I'm the perfect work of Coach Hanamura! ”

Reiji Kamjo's eyes became crazy, his body seemed to have broken through a limit, and his right hand waved out a large phantom.

"Super, deep power!" With a roar, the tennis ball flew towards Kamiyo Blue like a cannonball, and the moment it landed, it smashed towards Kamiyo Lan's neck at a speed far beyond the previous one.

The neck is a very fragile part of the human body, and if it is hit, it will either kill or injure.

"Don't defile violent tennis." Kamidai Blue's eyes became dangerous, and there was a murmur of smoke.

"Snort." A wound appeared from Reiji Kamjo's left arm, dripping with blood.

"Game, 2-0, Fudo Peak God Dai Blue leads."

Kamidailan's eyes were full of murderous aura.

By the time Reiji Kamjo's tennis ball was aimed at the neck, the nature of the match had already changed.

"Get ready, for a splendid ending." Kamiyo Blue's right hand brushed the tennis racket, and it seemed like a cherry blossom was falling.

(End of chapter)