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As he spoke.

Niou Masaharu leaped up, and the racket in his hand hit the tennis ball.

Bang!

After a crisp collision sounded.

The tennis ball turned into a sharp arrow and shot towards the scoring area in front of the opposite net.

"Senior Tezuka~"

"It's really surprising."

"It seems that Senior Niou did a lot of homework yesterday."

Looking at the 'Tezuka Kunimitsu' who appeared in the phantom of Niou Masaharu on the opposite side, Kitagawa couldn't help but smile.

The next moment.

"After the rain, the sky clears up, and the clear sky is a great expedition..."

At this time.

Kitagawa did not move again, and murmured with a chuckle.

Then he raised his racket arm and placed it horizontally to his side.

The wind and waves around him seemed to have gained vitality.

It surged in an instant.

At the same time.

A strong breath also emanated from Kitagawa's body, and then merged into the wind and waves.

In a trance.

A three-meter area suddenly appeared.

It was like the realm of gods and the realm of demons.

And at this moment.

The tennis ball that was originally set to roll towards the net along the ground had not moved forward a few centimeters.

It was as if it was pulled by an invisible force.

It seemed like a mirror image in reverse.

It got closer and closer, and then became a member of the wind and wave area, rotating around Kitagawa.

Half a circle later, in front of the racket.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's Zero serve was cracked by Kitagawa.

To be honest.

If Kitagawa's domain had not reached the advanced domain.

Facing the Zero serve would indeed be a bit tricky.

After all, in the original work, the only person who really perfectly returned the Zero serve from a technical level was Yukimura Seiichi, who used [No Bounce Half Volley] in the U-17 World Cup one year after recovering from a serious illness.

In other words.

The Zero serve is really abnormal!

Of course, any powerful move comes with a price.

Zero serve brings a burden on the arm.

"......"

"Non-contact can affect tennis moves."

"Abei, are you being so unreasonable?"

I thought I could give Kitagawa a big bomb at the beginning.

Who would have thought that Kitagawa would give himself a big bomb first.

"Senior Niou."

"Everything has a certain price."

"Senior Tezuka's move is a burden on the arm, while in my field it is an excessive consumption of my own physical strength."

Looking at the angry fox, Kitagawa grinned.

"I suddenly feel that as long as I focus on phantoming you, Abei, as long as I don't meet you."

"Then I'll be invincible."

Try to calm down the ups and downs of his emotions just now, and Masaharu Niou instantly returned to his own appearance.

"Not necessarily."

"That's why I support you, Senior Niou, to try to open up your own tennis path."

"It's mainly because the experience, physical fitness, talent, etc. of the phantom object are all different from yours."

"Unless you can completely become the other person."

"Otherwise, performing the opponent's moves will definitely bring a burden far beyond the other person's performance."

Raising one hand and extending a finger, Kitagawa smiled and shook it in denial.

In short.

A person's skills are generally constructed according to his own situation and talent.

It's a tailor-made state.

When other people use it, the fingers are one centimeter longer, the height is one centimeter lower, the hand they use is the opposite hand, etc., which may change the difficulty, power, and burden of the original moves.

The most vivid example is Ochi Gekko's Mach serve.

The innate differences in height and arm span are not something that can be achieved by imitating.

"It's really a headache~!"

Listening to Kitagawa's analysis, Niou Masaharu gradually frowned.

As the caster of Niou Phantom, the feedback is definitely the most clear.

But the benefits brought by Niou Phantom are really too great.

To open up your own path on this basis, the difficulty is simply increasing exponentially.

"Come on!"

Kitagawa chuckled and swung the racket in his hand.

Bang!

After the racket face hit the tennis ball.

In an instant.

A stream of light flashed by.

In an instant, it passed the net.

Crackling...

Whoosh!

Chi Chi!

Bang!

"Move like thunder!"

In a series of sounds and dust.

Niou Masaharu, who had transformed into Genichirō Sanada, swung the racket in both hands like a kendo slash.

The next moment.

Bang!

The racket in Niou Masaharu's hand also collided with the tennis ball that was flying towards him.together.

In an instant.

Countless lightning bolts burst out from the point of contact between the two.

The azure blue instantly became the main color of the court.

Amid the crackling sound.

With a flash of lightning, the tennis ball returned.

"Senior Niou."

"Let me remind you one last time."

"Find the true self in the illusion!"

In the gradually calming dust and smoke waves, Beichuan's figure flashed.

The racket in his hand swung around his head and swung it out.

A crisp collision sound also followed.

The tennis ball was instantly hit by a strong kinetic energy and turned into a stream of light flying towards the opposite court.

The flying speed was not fast, but it suddenly turned into a falling ball during the flight.

According to the conventional ball trajectory prediction, this ball will definitely bounce to the left.

Even the kind that points directly to the corner of the baseline.

However.

After the tennis ball fell,

Just like a magic trick, the tennis ball bounced directly to the right.

It was extremely confusing.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

In a flash, the tennis ball was ejected out of bounds.

And a clear ball mark was left on the court.

"In the illusion... looking for the true self?"

Looking at the tennis ball that gradually stopped, Niou Masaharu was distracted.

It was as if a brighter light than before suddenly appeared in his mind.

He wanted to reach out and hold the string in his hand.

But the moment he reached out.

The light disappeared again.

Then.

In his eyes, countless figures seemed to appear out of thin air.

Sanada Genichirō, Yukimura Seiichi, Yanagi Renji, Kirihara Akaya, Marui Bunta, Jackal Kuwahara, Yagyu Hiroshi, Tezuka Kunimitsu, Kitagawa...

At the same time.

In reality, Niou Masaharu was like a bug, changing rapidly.

Without a doubt.

These are the people he had seen before.

The crowd moved slowly, as if it had turned into a sea of ​​people.

They kept walking by his side.

The whole world seemed to be gray and white.

In an instant.

A bright figure flashed by.

Agile and full of energy.

Niou Masaharu seemed to be completely attracted, and the whole person kept chasing the figure against the sea of ​​people.

Until there was no one left.

The bright figure completely caught his eyes.

It was a fox, an especially agile fox.

"Illusion, true self..."

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the fox also stretched out a front paw.

When the two touched.

Everything returned to reality.

But at this time, there was no one else on the court.

It was almost noon.