I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

Chapter 392: Deprivation is invalid, Ashura Shinto [No Leakage]

"What exactly is this so-called depravity?"

Kimijima said thoughtfully, "This kind of power shouldn't be much stronger than the perfect power just now, right?"

"Well."

Hear the words.

The high school students around were slightly moved.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the young man who was bathed in dark light and looked vague, as if he was hiding in the darkness.

"I don't know."

Mitsuya shook his head and said, "At the professional level, their special moves are beyond my comprehension."

"Even you can't see through it?"

Wu Gu, Bu Po and others were slightly shocked.

In terms of strength, Mitsuya is not really ranked, but in terms of observation ability and sensitivity to data, he is undoubtedly top-notch.

result.

However, he took the initiative to admit that he could not see through Long Ya's special condition.

"It shouldn't be anything, right?"

At this time, Mao Li smiled and said, "For us, since it is impossible to analyze it, we will know it if we just watch it carefully."

"Yes."

Daqu also smiled and nodded.

Anyway, the pressure was not on them, they just needed to watch the battle carefully. Moreover, he also wanted to know whether this guy named Echizen Ryuga could force Ishikawa to show his full strength.

To know.

The match a month ago, his confrontation with Byodoin, was far more dangerous than it is now.

Hear the words.

Everyone nodded.

Attention was also focused on the two people who exchanged serving positions on the court.

"In the second game, Ichijun Ishikawa serves!"

Sitting on the high chair, the referee looked at Ishikawa on the side and nodded solemnly.

hum!
The words fell.

A dark aura emanated from Long Ya, who was standing opposite her. Compared to the perfect and brilliant white light, this aura had an indescribable evil intent.

Bang!
At this time.

Ishikawa hit the tennis ball out quickly.

hum!
However, he only saw the black energy on Long Ya's body explode, enveloping him and the tennis ball above him, turning into a pitch-black storm tornado.

Bang!
With the crisp sound of hitting the ball.

A streak of extremely fast black light shot out in an instant. Its powerful ball pressure instantly engulfed the stadium in a rolling wave of dust.

Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whizzing! !
Ordinary people cannot see it clearly, but a very small number of players with excellent eyesight can catch the shadow of the ball spinning and flickering violently in the black fog.

“What a rapid change!”

Atobe's face looked extremely solemn.

At this moment, a layer of sweat was oozing out of his forehead. Because of the long period of concentrated observation, his eyeballs even had bloodshot streaks.

now.

In the reflection of his pupils.

The black shadow kept flickering up and down, left and right, and was so erratic that it was impossible to capture its exact location.

"Have you reached your limit?"

Atobe's face was tense, and he clenched his fists unwillingly, but then loosened them helplessly.

Obviously.

The minister of Hyotei, a master with top-level insight among junior high school students, has already given up observing.

Not just him.

Tezuka, Yukimura and others who were not far away also had solemn expressions on their faces.

Among these junior high school students, the best player after Ishikawa suddenly felt an invisible but substantial barrier of strength.

This game and this shot have truly entered into an area that they cannot understand or relate to.

Boom!
Suddenly.

The tennis ball hits the ground.

A ray of black light bloomed on the backhand side of Ishikawa. However, he did not defend in advance like before, but raised his racket only after the tennis ball landed.

"Even he didn't see through this one?"

Off the field.

Irie, Tanejima and others showed surprise.

"That kind of dim light is a big problem!"

Tokugawa said in a deep voice: "The erratic shots greatly increase the uncertainty. Not only does it affect the judgment of the five senses, it can even cause deeper interference!"

Deep-seated interference?

Could it be an ability beyond the five senses?
Bang!
But this time.

The tennis ball bounced off the ground and was intercepted by Ishikawa.

"As expected of you!"

Long Ya couldn't help but admire: "There was only a split second to react, but he still accurately captured the landing point of the tennis ball and completed the return."

Although Ishikawa was in a perfect state at this time, the opponent's five-dimensional speed reaction was still terrifyingly strong.

"but."

Turning her eyes, Long Ya smiled and said, "You should be able to feel that special change now, right?"

"Ok?"

opposite.

Ishikawa, who intercepted the tennis ball, seemed to have noticed something, and his eyes changed involuntarily: "This kind of rotation. Hmm!"

Immediately.

He immediately tilted the racket and used the friction on the racket surface to throw the tennis ball out.

It's sizzling!

at the same time.

As the tennis ball flew out, everyone also saw the eye-catching black smoke on Ishikawa's racket, as if it was burnt.

"what is that?"

Oshitari, Shishido and others subconsciously widened their eyes.

Hiyoshi next to him said in astonishment: "Isn't that the remnant of the aura of [Fallen Glory]?"

"No."

Atobe shook his head solemnly.

He saw clearly that Ishikawa's action at the moment just now was like the reaction of being burned in an unconscious state.

“And that spin was so intense.”

Atobe said in a deep voice: "That kind of black smoke is more like the result of the high temperature caused by intense friction!"

Physical friction?

Black smoke?

"hiss!"

Everyone was smart and was immediately shocked by what Atobe said.

If that's the case, how strong must the spin of that serve just now be?

Isn't that too exaggerated?!

"Yes, with your skills, you can indeed hit the tennis ball back."

Looking at the tennis ball that shot back, Long Ya raised her eyebrows, but the smile on her face became even brighter: "But, how many balls can you hold?"

Bang!
Immediately.

He swung the racket again and hit the tennis ball out.

Chi!
A dark luster flashed by.

The space seemed to be burned, leaving a charred mark.

“What a strong spinning force!”

Irie, Tanejima and the others all changed color.

They had never seen a ball with such an amazing degree of rotation. It was not visible to the naked eye, but they could infer from the burn marks that it was far beyond the tennis ball played by ordinary techniques.

"How on earth is this done?"

Tokugawa's face also became solemn. If a ball like this really hits the racket, to what extent would the destructive power it bring?
"This is one of the effects of Fallen Glory [Spin ​​Ablation]!"

At this time.

Byodoin spoke up.

"Spin."

"Ablation?!"

Everyone around was stunned and looked at him in surprise.

Bang!
at the same time.

Ishikawa on the court intercepted the tennis ball once again.

Zizzi! !
The tennis ball was spinning violently with super rotation. At this moment, he could even smell the burning smell coming from the racket.

A thought came to my mind.

Ishikawa turned his wrist and tried to hit the tennis ball with a strong rotation. However, after he performed the skill, he was shocked to find that the flying tennis ball did not shoot out at the angle he expected.

"The rotation has weakened?"

Ishikawa frowned slightly.

Looking up, he looked at Long Ya, whose body was covered in increasingly dark energy and completely in shadow, and narrowed his eyes: "Could it be that in this state, the tennis ball he hits can erode the rotation of my shots, or even my skills?!"

"Fundamentally weaken the opponent's capabilities?"

the other side.

After hearing Duke's explanation beside Byodoin, everyone subconsciously widened their eyes.

"Yes."

Fatty Duke nodded and said, "The leader and I once encountered a top-level expert. He himself has mastered the power of Fallen Glory. This kind of tennis ball can fundamentally weaken the opponent's abilities in all aspects."

"hiss!"

Hear the words.

Kiritani, Fuwa and the others gasped.

Is there really such a tennis ball in the world?

"So, so."

Kaji, who was standing next to him, asked in a trembling voice, "Did the Byodoin boss win in the end?"

"Forehead."

Duke was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

"Both sides suffer."

Byodoin replied directly, "I risked my life and severely injured him."

"Risting your life? Wait, does that mean..."

The others understood the meaning of Byodoin's words, and the scene of Byodoin losing consciousness after being defeated by Ishikawa a month ago appeared in their minds. "Yes, you guessed it right."

Duke smiled bitterly and said, "The leader is alive again, but that man was seriously injured."

When he said this, a look of sadness was evident on his face.

Duke remembered very clearly that he was the most talented teenager in all of Europe.

Even now, the top high school student active in the professional arena was far inferior to this person.

And that game.

It almost ended the other person's tennis career.

"Rumor has it that the man had a major surgery and seems to be still recovering."

Duke said with emotion: "That game was the most dangerous matchup I have ever seen!"

"Well!"

Everyone's hearts were shocked.

They knew very well that with Duke's vision and strength, the game he described as "dangerous" was definitely worthy of the name.

"That is to say."

Irie raised his head and looked seriously at Ishikawa who was suppressed in the duel with Long Ya on the court: "If he wants to break the deadlock, he must be prepared to risk his life?"

Hear the words.

Maori and Hara Tetsuya's expressions suddenly changed.

From Duke's words, it was not difficult for them to infer that Byodoin had used the power of [Alaya-vijnana] to suffer heavy losses on both sides.

The result could even be that Byodoin would be killed and the other party would be seriously injured.

In other words.

If Ishikawa wants to break the current situation, he can only use [Alaya-vijnana] in the same way and fight with his life at risk in order to get points from the opponent.

But as Duke said, this is too dangerous.

In the end, the other party might be seriously injured, but Ishikawa might not be lucky enough to live again in Byodoin.

Bang!
At this time.

Long Ya's shot landed and he successfully scored.

"0-15!"

"what?"

"That person was actually scored?"

"The situation is not good!"

Seeing this, the faces of the surrounding high school students changed. In their hearts, Ishikawa was undoubtedly strong.

But this ball seemed to have broken the opponent's golden body and made him fall from the altar.

"So you can lose points too!"

Long Ya smiled.

At this moment, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

"In the end, it has to be like this. Don't worry, I will destroy your tennis ball bit by bit, and then take away your ability!"

That's right.

This is Long Ya's true style.

Use [Fallen Glory] to erode the opponent's abilities, and then use your own special abilities to transform the opponent's abilities that you "read" from the game into your own use.

This is the most evil style of tennis!

but.

It was with this fighting style that he defeated one powerful enemy after another. Now, Ishikawa broke his mask, but also awakened the terrifying person who had destroyed many top players and strengthened himself.

Bang!
"0-30!"

Bang!
"0-40!"

In a blink of an eye.

Long Ya scored two points again and got the break point in this game.

Bang!
but.

Ishikawa remained calm and hit the tennis ball out.

"As expected of you, your mentality is really incomparable to that of ordinary people."

Long Ya, who was bathed in black evil energy, raised her lips elegantly: "But unfortunately, your struggle is in vain. When your technical ability is completely taken away, all that is left for you is ultimate despair!"

Bang!
Immediately.

He hit the tennis ball over.

A stream of black light shuttled across the court at such a fast speed that only a trace of afterimage was left in everyone's eyes.

Zizzi! !
However, masters like Byodoin and Oni saw the terrifying electric arc formed on the tennis ball due to the violent rotation.

In this situation.

Each scattered arc of electricity has enough power to destroy the racket of an ordinary player.

If it is normal.

With Ishikawa's skills, he naturally doesn't need to take it to heart.

but.

In the previous duel, the opponent's technical ability had been weakened invisibly. Moreover, the two noticed that Ishikawa had not used any other special moves since then.

Is it possible that it cannot be performed?
Still don't dare to use it?

Could it be that the other party has already foreseen the terrible situation that might occur after using his ultimate move?
But no matter which possibility it is.

At this time, Ishikawa was clearly at a disadvantage. Facing Long Ya's fierce attack, he was already showing signs of retreating step by step.

"It's over!"

Bottom line.

Long Ya saw Ishikawa's dilemma, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He urged his own terrible momentum, holding the racket horizontally, aiming the edge at the tennis ball, and hit it out.

"bring it on!"

"Try to hit this ball back!"

"Let me see what ability was taken away from you first!"

Looking at the flying tennis ball, Long Ya's eyes flashed with intense excitement.

Light hitting.

Perfectly clothed.

Dark shot.

Kendo or archery?

Each ability is a good choice for him. But for Long Ya, his answer is very clear, that is, all of them!

"of course."

Looking up, Long Ya locked her eyes on Ishikawa across from her, with a playful smile on her face: "You can also choose to escape, no one will blame you."

Loss of ability.

Or loss of dignity.

For Long Ya, it was all good show.

Swish!
next moment.

But I saw Ishikawa on the opposite side raising the racket in his hand.

Seeing this, Long Ya couldn't help but laugh: "So, this is your final answer? Then let me see what ability it is."

Bang!
Suddenly.

Racket hitting tennis ball.

That kind of intense ablative rotation broke out instantly. At the same time, a special force seeped out from the inside of the tennis ball, like a maggot in the tarsal bone, through the racket, and spread to Ishikawa's body, as if it was going to swallow him whole.

"ended."

Seeing this, Long Ya couldn't help but shake her head slightly.

Normally, he would not use this move and ability easily. But there was no way, the strength of the opponent was indeed beyond his expectations before the game.

As for such a dangerous person, he has only one option, which is to completely eliminate the other party!
but.

This kind of tennis seems a bit boring.

When Ishikawa's abilities were devoured by him, the game became meaningless as one gained strength while the other lost.

"So, in the end, it's always such a boring ending, huh?!"

however.

Just when he thought the game was over, the smoke screen in front of him suddenly tore apart without any warning.

hum!
next moment.

A sharp white light came into his sight.

"Is this the true meaning of the sword?!"

The strong white light instantly melted away the black aura on his body. That sharp and dangerous feeling seemed to completely engulf him.

boom!
Suddenly.

Long Ya's consciousness was dragged into a world of blue-green light, where he saw a majestic and solemn image of a venerable monk.

"This is Ashura's Shinto?!"

Faced with the power exerted by Ishikawa, Long Ya instinctively felt a little fear.

"Wait. Could it be that?"

At this moment, he stared at the flawless shadow of the Venerable, and a horrifying thought flashed through his mind: "Your ability has not been affected from the beginning?"

call!
Suddenly.

The shadow of the Venerable pushed out a palm as strong as a mountain, pressing heavily on Long Ya.

Boom! ! !

And in the real world.

Behind Long Ya, a brilliant light suddenly burst out. He stood there with a stiff movement and a dull expression.

"What on earth is that?"

Everyone looked towards the other side of the court with fear, at the figure that was gradually emerging from the smoke and dust.

puff.

at this time.

Everyone was shocked to see that the strings of the racket held in Ishikawa's hand seemed to have reached their limit and broke into pieces.

"The ball, the racket. Broke?!"

The whole place was extremely quiet.

Many people came to their senses and asked with wide eyes, "So that corrupted light did have an effect and destroyed this person's racket?"

"wrong."

Who knows.

Irie, who was in the crowd, shook his head with a serious expression and said, "To be precise, it was the spare racket that was broken."

"W-what do you mean?"

Maori, Hara Tetsuya and others looked at each other.

"That is to say."

Tokugawa watched as he walked off the court, picked up the special racket that shone with a black metallic luster from the rest seat, and said in a deep voice: "His warm-up phase is over."

Warm-up phase?!
Swish!
Hear the words.

The middle and high school players around the court, including several coaches in the distance, all felt a sudden tremor in their hearts!
(End of this chapter)