Chapter 154: One Ball, Eye of the Emperor Breaks the Wind Talisman!

Rustle...

The cool night breeze blew, the branches and leaves rustled in the wind, the court was incomparably quiet, and on the eve of the battle, the air seemed to have solidified, and even the noisy cicadas stopped their clamor early.

"Do you think Jiecheng can break the coach's move?"

Ji Bu crossed his arms in front of his chest, his expression heavy, staring at the court.

"Hard to say, his strength is like a mystery, unseeable and untouchable.

And the coach's moves are equally inconceivable and incomprehensible.

So no matter what happens next, I won't be surprised."

Qiansui Qianli thought deeply.

"I think he can hit it back!" Ju Juping said firmly, recalling the words Jiecheng Wu had reminded him of earlier.

【To break that move, you need not only technique and power, but also a firm belief that moves forward without hesitation.】

Ju Juping's eyes flickered slightly.

And after the two matches just now, he already knew the strength Jile Taizo was currently displaying.

And all this happened invisibly, which outsiders couldn't understand.

The so-called Wind Talisman · Defense and Wind Talisman · Destruction are world-class moves that perfectly combine heart and technique, and are super-standard moves that all current Japanese middle school students have failed to reach.

But even so, Jiecheng Wu's eyes still flashed with irrepressible excitement, or rather, he had always been looking forward to such a match.

Rip!

Crackle!

Boom!

The racket pierced up from under the tennis ball, only to see strands of electric arcs intertwining; the speed was so fast that it was like a thunderbolt instantly tearing through the dark night.

A beam of light arc wrapped in lightning broke through the air and swung over from the court; it was a silver-white racket.

Wind Talisman · Defense!

Whoosh!

The tennis ball floated across the net, plain and ordinary.

The gap between the national level and the world level is far greater than imagined..."

Boom!

Without much hesitation, Jiecheng Wu hit the tennis ball decisively; it was a very ordinary ball.

However...

"High lobs are useless too."

Using the Wildness power derived from the body's instincts, he bypassed the dark attack from the mental level.

Jiecheng Wu's brows moved slightly, noticing that there was some hesitation in his heart; the electric current trembled, and the tingling stimulation instinctively made his body muscles move, forcibly overcoming the weakness that suddenly appeared in his heart.

Finally.

Strands of electric arcs intertwined, Jiecheng Wu looked coldly at the incoming tennis ball, and the Wildness perception expanded toward the surroundings like a lightning field.

Therefore, let alone breaking the "Defense" character Wind Talisman, Ji Bu and the other three didn't even notice that they had been interfered with by the mental power hidden in the move.

When the national road reaches its end, if one of the three—heart, body, and technique—is broken, one can enter the world level.

Boom!

Jile Taizo was not polite either; a cyan mark intercepted the bouncing tennis ball, and the racket face behind it brushed the surface of the tennis ball, the strings rubbing against the tennis ball surface one by one.

Tapping the tennis ball twice, Jiecheng Wu gripped the racket tighter.

"High lob?"

Jile Taizo reacted quickly.

Exploding the Wildness stance to this extent, doing his best, just to hit such a high lob?

What exactly does the so-called belief mean?

He didn't understand, but...

The answer would be revealed next!

"World-class level above the national level."

And the hidden mental fluctuation on the tennis ball was also completely exposed to his eyes.

Unlike leading the tennis ball to the feet, 【Hundred-Armed Giant Goalkeeper】 and 【Wind Talisman · Defense】 both add doubled spin when returning the ball, forcing the opponent's return into the net.

Hmm?!

Jile Taizo raised his eyebrows.

"Useless, huh... heh..."

Jiecheng Wu's eyes narrowed.

"A good idea, but how are you going to make up for the lack of 【Technique】?"

A slender and powerful hand gripped it, spanning half the court, arriving at the position where the tennis ball bounced in the blink of an eye, drawing an arc.

It's just that the technique used by 【Wind Talisman · Defense】 is more brilliant than the two, even so brilliant that Jiecheng Wu couldn't break it head-on.

Only Jile Taizo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Thunder Beast Wildness shook and raged, extremely repelling the external force trying to affect the body.

Accompanied by the approach of the tennis ball, the flashing thunder and the clear wind collided together. The air around Jiecheng Wu solidified for a moment, and then the two intertwined and collided, grinding and exploding each other.

Qiansui Qianli looked up and sighed; the practice of hitting a high lob to bypass the wind shield from the air had been tried by them many times, but every time it hadn't reached the net, the tennis ball seemed to be blown back by the strong wind, forcibly led into the net.

"It's coming."

Setting aside the mental power part, 【Wind Talisman · Defense】 is almost the superior move of 【Hundred-Armed Giant Goalkeeper】, another form of 【Tezuka Zone】.

The three under the court raised their heads to look for the shadow of the tennis ball; it was too high, Jiecheng Wu was just hitting the ball into the sky, without considering anything else at all.

Jiecheng Wu smiled indifferently.

The tennis ball fell, the cyan wind talisman bloomed with light, and the formless wind shield offset all the power and spin of the tennis ball, finally falling weakly.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work..."

Looking at the same ending as himself, Ju Juping sighed in his heart; even Jiecheng Wu couldn't break it, Coach Jile's move had already far exceeded the level of middle school students.

And at this moment.

"I indeed cannot grind away your wind talisman, but unfortunately..."

"I saw the future."

Eye of the Emperor!

Two crimson rings dotted Jiecheng Wu's eyes. He stared at the falling tennis ball with great majesty and scolded in an unalterable tone.

"I say, the tennis ball will fly over the net!"

As soon as the voice fell.

Rustle...

A night breeze blew over the court, blowing past Jile Taizo who raised his eyes, blowing past Ji Bu, Qiansui Qianli, and Ju Juping whose pupils dilated slightly, and also blowing past the slowly falling tennis ball that had lost its spin.

A deviated arc...

Clatter!

The tennis ball landed on Jile Taizo's half-court.

"This is... wind?!"

Under the unbelievable gaze of the three under the court, the tennis ball, which had been stripped of all speed and power by the wind shield, was cleverly blown to the opposite side by a gust of wind.

"How could it be such a coincidence?" Ji Bu was suspicious.

Ju Juping was also shocked: "Jiecheng is too divine, it's just like..."

"... a god who speaks the law."

Qiansui Qianli subconsciously followed up with the words Ju Juping couldn't think of for a moment.

"Good boy!"

Jile Taizo's whole body rushed forward, pulling out several blurred afterimages on the court; he finally left the backcourt position for the first time.

His arm swung.

The racket slashed sharply toward the net, and a tennis ball that had quietly bounced and fallen was intercepted by him.

Boom!

An intense crisp sound rang out, and the tennis ball set off a cyan gale and returned along the net.

Rip!

Only a flash of thunder was seen on the court, and Jiecheng Wu appeared in front of the tennis ball instantly. The silver-white framed racket flashing with thunder arcs drew in the air, and the tight strings directly scattered the cyan wind.

Boom!

Thunder exploded on the racket, and a giant beast's roar sounded on the court. The thunder wrapped around the tennis ball and flew toward Jile Taizo's footsteps violently.

Thunder Beast · Kui Niu!

"These little tricks are useless!"

Quietly waiting for the tennis ball to land and bounce to the highest point, Jile Taizo knew very well that if he rushed to catch the ball just now, he would fall because of the sudden loss of balance in his center of gravity.

This kid's observation of subtle details had reached a terrifying level.

That gust of wind just now was neither a coincidence nor some kind of speaking the law, but he saw the branches and leaves blown by the wind in the distance.

And in a very short moment, he thought of using this wind to break 【Wind Talisman · Defense】.

"Heh, then how about this move!"

Jile Taizo pressed his left foot forward, and a wind talisman with the word "Destruction" written on it appeared on the racket face.

Wind Talisman · Destruction!

Jile Taizo held the racket like a knife, and the formless wind current directly shrouded the tennis ball flashing with thunder, then stretched his arm and pulled, and wind blades radiating cold light tore through the court.

"Hiss—"

His mouth took a deep breath. As these incomparably sharp wind blades attacked, Jiecheng Wu's face turned pale suddenly.

This is world-class mental oppression!

And he still couldn't bear it now.

Seeing this scene, the red lines on Ji Bu's cheeks immediately felt a burning, stinging pain.

He understood Jiecheng Wu's current situation all too well.

In front of that tennis ball that could definitely kill him, his mind was almost blinded, and it had already taken all his effort to raise the racket.

Let alone returning it.

Rip—

Wildness Stance · Thunder Beast!

A brilliant and dazzling lightning arc suddenly burst out from Jiecheng Wu's body, two crimson light rings floated in his eyes, and his surroundings were filled with azure thunder light.

Since he couldn't resist the mental attack of the wind talisman, Jiecheng Wu chose to give up decisively and handed his body completely to instinct to judge.

Ju Juping, who also possessed Wildness, changed his expression; he was only one step away from entering the third stage of Wildness and was most sensitive to Wildness perception.

And in his eyes, the wild beast always bathed in lightning had already ascended to the court!

"Roar!"

Crimson light rings dotted a pair of thunder-lit eyes, wild and violent purple thunder wrapped around Jiecheng Wu's body, and the racket rushed forward with his body.

Thunder Beast · Thunder Falling Q

"So, you refuse to give up." A glimmer of anticipation flashed in Ji Le Taizao's eyes.

Sizzle!

Thick, blue-violet lightning surged from the frame of the racket, heading straight to meet the incomparably sharp, cyan wind-blade rotation.

The next instant.

Yuuki Satoru only felt his cheeks being grazed by over a dozen cold blades, and thin red lines appeared.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Although the racket was not directly sliced in two like Atobe's due to the entanglement of lightning, under this violent collision, the racket in his hand finally reached its limit, and cracks began to appear from the frame.

Even the wild Thunder Beast seemed to have its body pierced by a blade, letting out wails of agony.

"Get... back!!"

The moment the wildness collapsed, Yuuki Satoru's body made a final decision; he swung his arms with all his might, and that wind blade was finally shattered by the lightning.

The price for this was the complete destruction of his racket.

Clatter...

Fragments of the silver-white frame fell to the ground, and broken strings hung limply from the edge of the shattered racket.

"He actually caught it!"

Atobe stared fixedly at the panting Yuuki Satoru. He actually returned the coach's terrifying move—just how far ahead of us is this guy?

Qiansui Qianli and Ju Juping were also left speechless.

Boom!

A winding bolt of lightning streaked across the court, flickering and leaping, appearing instantly before Ji Le Taizao, whose gaze narrowed slightly.

The moment the tennis ball bounced.

Before he could catch his breath.

A gust of pale wind appeared quietly on the court. Seeing this, Yuuki Satoru's pupils constricted.

Vaguely.

A figure wearing a cherry-patterned haori coat appeared behind the coach.

That figure had two winding jade-colored dragon horns on its head, amulets and wind talismans on its chest, held a wine cup in its hand, had a wine gourd hanging at its waist, and stepped on a snow-white dragon whose entire body shimmered with mottled scales.

"Enough."

Seeing Yuuki Satoru's completely shattered racket, Ji Le Taizao sighed, and the phantom behind him vanished in a flash, so briefly that no one else saw it except Yuuki Satoru.

"Since you caught both moves, this game counts as your win."

Just as he gave up on receiving this ball, Yuuki Satoru suddenly shouted.

"Coach, show it to me!"

Hearing this, Ji Le Taizao looked up and saw only a pair of incredibly fervent eyes; he could feel from them Yuuki Satoru's longing for a higher realm of tennis.

And this was a look that only those who seek the Dao possessed.

"Please, show it to me!"

Looking at Yuuki Satoru's determined gaze, the corners of Ji Le Taizao's mouth curled into a faint smile.

"Is that so? I understand."

The racket was slowly raised, the air on the court seemed to suddenly solidify, and the youth in the cherry-patterned haori coat and dragon-patterned yukata appeared behind him once more.

A mysterious, noble aura.

"This is...?!"

The three of Atobe widened their eyes, looking in disbelief at the bizarre scene appearing on the court.

Qiansui Qianli rubbed his eyes hard, then opened them again to look, pointing behind Ji Le Taizao: "Hey, did you guys see that? Or is there something wrong with my eyes again?!"

"No, no, I saw it too. Behind the coach, there's a figure!"

"Since you want to see, then watch closely!"

Ji Le Taizao said in a deep voice, the cold, pale wind swirling around his body. When he raised his racket, the phantom behind him also raised its right hand.

Hum~

Fair, slender fingers extended and pointed toward Yuuki Satoru from afar, and a terrifying aura was brewing.

This was the real reason he was called an Onmyoji—his own Shura Divine Dao, a fear from another dimension.

Shikigami·Pale Wind Ichimokuren!

"Wind as a shield, wind as a blade, all in a single thought."

Wind Stop·Pale Dragon Fall!

Roar!

As the racket swung, Pale Wind Ichimokuren's finger pressed lightly downward in the void, and the white dragon beneath his bare feet suddenly raised its head and flew out.

The whistling tennis ball, entwined with the surging power of the pale wind, roared away like a white dragon, crossing the entire court and crashing down from the air with a boom.

Ji Le Taizao deliberately controlled the trajectory, keeping the ball away from Yuuki Satoru.

But even so.

There was still no resistance; the violent wind waves directly blew Yuuki Satoru far away, filling the air with dust.

Boom!

The violent sound echoed throughout the club, and for a moment, the lights in the nearby dormitories turned on one by one.

The reason the "other dimension" is called the other dimension.

Is precisely because, compared to other tennis players, people with this kind of strength are like beings living in another dimension; they are almost two completely different species.

And Yuuki Satoru, who hasn't even stepped into the world level yet, being blown away by a terrifying move of the other-dimensional level is the most normal thing.

However, the power of this move was not limited to this.

"Cough, cough..."

When he climbed up from the ground and the dust settled.

What came into view...

Was a scene of utter ruin; the blue court surface looked as if it had been trampled by a giant beast and rolled over by a giant snake.

An ugly, hideous giant hole appeared on the court, a small tennis ball lay in the center of the hole several meters wide, and Ji Le Taizao stood on the opposite side like a god, looking at the four of them and saying softly.

"This is, the world..."