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“Fusion!”

At that moment, he immediately made a choice, and suddenly, he only felt that the mirage in his memory was constantly changing. A strong sense of spiritual oppression caused cold sweat to ooze out of his forehead.

“Huh?”

Sanada, who was sitting on the coach’s bench, showed a look of surprise on his expressionless face. “What the hell is this guy up to?”

It is true that there is still a gap between him and King Ren. But he will not underestimate the strength of the other party, and the changes in King Ren in the past month have been seen by him. Therefore, he does not think that this level of competition will leave the other party helpless.

The other members of the Lihai team also saw the changes in Renwang, but they were more observant of the nose and nose, mouth, and heart, pretending not to hear it. They were silent, but some people with ulterior motives brightened their eyes.

“Hey, hey! You see, this guy can’t do it! ”

“Yes, it only took four rounds. Wang Lihai seems to have recruited a waste ah. ”

“Waste is not enough, it’s just a lot of waste. Yukimura is not there, and Tachikai has become like this? Gee…”

……

The sounds of ridicule, banter, and ridicule reached Renwang’s ears without omission. His pale face suddenly turned red, like a clown who had been poked through a secret, and his face turned red but he couldn’t justify.

“Ding!”

“Congratulations to the host for successfully fusing the two skills and activating the skill fusion system!”

“Ding!”

“Congratulations to the host, the skill [Phantom] has been upgraded to an orange skill due to fusion. Current grade orange LV1. ”

Two prompts sounded in Renwang’s mind at the same time, and the spiritual power that had been almost drained, due to the successful feeding of the fusion, made his spirit seem to be nourished, and it instantly became extremely abundant.

So much so that the face suddenly turned from white to red…

Renwang, who had recovered, did not care about the discussion next to him. He sank his heart and carefully examined the phantom of evolution.

“Phantom LV1 [Orange], Nioh Masaharu’s exclusive skill, can deeply imitate other people’s habits, styles, and tricks, forming skills that almost transform into the posture of an imitator. Current level, Orange 1, activate exclusive skill attribute 1: [Compare heart to heart]! ”

“Comparing the heart to the heart, through the brain’s simulation of the opponent’s habits, there is a certain probability of spiking on the opponent’s thoughts. The probability varies due to the difference in strength between the two sides, and increases as the skill level increases. ”

Rumble!

After reading the skill introduction, Renwang only felt a shock in his mind, and he couldn’t stop a shocked emotion.

This heart-to-heart comparison is too terrifying, right?

To some extent, the attributes attached to this phantom are already equivalent to the ability of psychology to see through. Imagine that the difference in strength between the two sides is not large, or if it is within a comparable range, one side clearly knows the psychological thoughts of the other side.

Hiss……

King Ren couldn’t help but gasp, but in an instant, he forcibly calmed his mood. Because he saw the warning signal from the referee raising his hand that his serve was about to time out.

Call!

With a whim, he threw up the tennis ball he was holding, bent his legs and jumped half-jumped, and slammed the racket in his left hand.

Bang!

The tennis ball shook and flew forward quickly.

The chatter around the court also fell silent with Nio’s serve. On the other side, Shencheng ran fast, and he did not let his guard down because of the ‘inexplicable’ state that King Ren had just had.

Racket stretch. Came out and aimed at the tennis ball that bounced off the ground. As soon as his heart moved, Shencheng’s posture remained unchanged, but he secretly exerted a force by shaking his right hand.

Syllable!

The tennis ball flies out quickly.

This ball, on the surface, seems to be a fast ball, but except for Shencheng, no one dares to be sure that it is a fast ball. Of course, this does not include Renwang, who has a higher level of ability.

“Huh…”

His fox-like eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth drew a wistful smile. Step forward with your right foot, and jerk your left racket up.

Bang!

The tennis ball shook, and its upper part quickly transformed into a downspin impact, which was instantly dispersed by Renwang. With one-handed force, he uses the racket as a point, and the backslash pulls out a flying curve.

Reverse Snake Ball!

Bang!

The tennis ball landed behind Shencheng, whose pupils suddenly shrank.

“15-15！”

“Is it a coincidence or…”

Replaying King Ren’s actions in his mind just now, Shencheng’s brows couldn’t help but frown. He wasn’t sure whether Renwang’s reaction just now was a helpless angry blow or a peek into something.

“Reiji.”

Seeing the change in Shencheng’s demeanor, Huacun’s face changed slightly. She could see that King Ren’s counterattack was not helpless, but had already eaten through the phantom style of the Divine City.

The proof is the curveball that Nioh then hit. It is impossible to play such a delicate unconventional curveball without predicting the type of return ball of the opponent in advance.

But Shencheng obviously didn’t see through this, which was what Huacun was worried about. Moreover, she had a faint feeling that as her ‘perfect work’ Divine City, it was not really perfect.

And while the game is in progress, she can’t remind her loudly.

……

Bang!

With the same gesture, Kaminjo once again played a straight return ball. However, Renwang calmly stepped forward, and the racket followed suit.

Syllable!

The tennis ball with a gentle impact was lightly cut through the net by him.

Snap…

Enter the textbook-like short ball, presented in front of the audience.

“30-15！”

This blow, like a powerful slap, made the person who was still whispering that Renwang’s return just now was just a coincidence, suddenly felt a sharp pain on his face.

Clown?

If Renwang, who plays such a delicate short ball, is a clown, then what is he?

The entire stadium fell into an eerie calm for a while.

Shencheng, on the other hand, raised his eyebrows that seemed to be two straight lines, and his heart was faintly uneasy.

……

Bang!

“40-15！”

……

Bang!

“game！ Nio, 3-2! ”

Looking at Renwang, who easily reversed the situation, everyone changed their minds about him.

Swish!

Sanada and Yanagi’s gazes simultaneously looked at Nio, and instantly withdrew.

Kirihara, who looked surprised, faintly heard Willow beside him murmur: “This feeling is…”