Chapter 158: The Wildness Legion is finally formed, the final battle of the training camp

Halfway up the mountain, at the training grounds.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Across the uneven dirt court, three yellow tennis balls were shot out from the ball machine in rapid succession, flying toward Oshitari Yuushi.

The signs on the stand displayed the words "Drive," "Sidespin," and "Drive" one after another.

Glancing at the signs, Oshitari Yuushi remained calm, his body leaning forward instinctively.

"D, F, D, R."

He whispered to himself, his arm twisting and swinging out from his side, executing a flat drive across his chest.

Bang!

With a crisp, vibrating sound, the first tennis ball was returned with a defensive flat drive, landing perfectly on a flat spot and bouncing precisely into the ball bucket.

Tap, tap, tap.

Without stopping, Oshitari Yuushi reached the net in the blink of an eye. The reflection of the pale yellow ball flickered in his non-prescription lenses as his lips parted slightly.

Seeing the ball enter the bucket, Oshitari Yuushi exhaled softly, a faint curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Swish!

A sharp streak of light reversed rapidly.

Rustle! Rustle!

The tree trunks on both sides of the court shook from the impact of the balls, and the two tennis balls flew back along their original paths, arriving at the starting point just as the third ball bounced there.

"Sonic Bullet·Godspeed!"

Oshitari Yuushi gripped his racket, engraving this goal deep in his heart.

Pfft.

After a brief friction with the ground, the tennis ball suddenly flew forward.

Boom!

Chitose Senri smiled, his racket swinging decisively into mid-air. He intercepted the speeding shadow of the ball, his arm exerting a slight force to neutralize the incoming power.

Court No. 8.

Dark blue hair swayed gently across his cheek, his arm holding the racket diagonally across his left chest. He stared ahead, and as the ball approached, he slashed his racket sharply at it.

"S, S, A, S."

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The sound of three tennis balls dropping into the bucket echoed.

Swish!

His gaze swept quickly over the trajectories of the first two balls; after a moment of thought, he decisively changed his stance.

"A slice?"

Ibu Shinji, however, remained unhurried, his footsteps light and steady as he prepared for the next ball.

"F, A, S."

Slap!

The ball falling from high up and the one flying low collided; the topspin and backspin rubbed against each other, and with a hiss, the two streaks of light split and flew off like scissors toward the large trees on either side of the court.

"I want to perfect my thousand techniques, the thousand techniques that can face any situation, and use them to step into the realm of the national level."

"Not bad, Kamio, that ball was even faster."

The three different spins on the three tennis balls—topspin, backspin, and slice—converged, canceled out, and fused. Then, the three reached a delicate balance, miraculously flying toward the ball bucket.

Bang!

Like a destiny long since written, the three tennis balls collided with each other.

Step!

Rushing to the front of the ball's trajectory, he stepped forward with his right foot.

One topspin shot, one backspin shot.

Compared to the training of Ibu Shinji and Oshitari Yuushi, this doubles pair, while gaining much, had to face the Kyushu Duo. Even though the training camp was coming to an end, no pair had managed to take a single game from Ju Juping and Chitose Senri.

Boom!

Like a streak of yellow light, by the time the sound of the hit rang out, the tennis ball had already pierced through the court, pressing toward the back corner of Chitose Senri's backhand.

A black figure flashed at the baseline; Kamio Akira appeared in front of the ball in an instant, his leg muscles tensing as his waist and abdomen twisted.

Swish!

The ball machine shot out the third tennis ball, and the sign immediately displayed "Slice."

"Such precise ball control."

Bang! Bang!

At this moment, two crisp hitting sounds came from his ear, and Oshitari Yuushi turned his head to look.

Oshitari Yuushi looked deeply at the expressionless Ibu Shinji, unable to help but praise him slightly in his heart.

Glancing sideways, the ball grazed the ground and bounced up at an even faster speed. Chitose Senri evaluated the power of the shot with ease, feeling no significant pressure.

Bang! Bang!

He swung his racket twice rapidly, a flat topspin drive and a sidespin net shot; the two yellow streaks flew back at different arcs, bouncing off the ground and landing steadily into the bucket.

Sand.

His toes drew a semicircle on the ground, he stepped aside, and his racket was raised.

Swish!

A piercing sound of breaking air rang out; his arm whipped the racket through the air—fast, ruthless, and accurate—fully unleashing the integrated force of his body and the momentum of his sprint.

The two tennis balls were nearly a hundred thousand miles apart from the ball hopper's position.

And at this moment.

When the first tennis ball bounced off the ground and was about to fall, the second ball touched the ground and flew off in a low, straight line.

This guy's understanding of the various spins of a tennis ball has reached a very deep level, allowing him to combine different ball paths at will to achieve his purpose.

After this period of training, he also understood the true intention of this test, made many efforts in this direction, and achieved certain results.

A sharp arc crossed the net, its trajectory low and flat, its spin intense.

Two tennis balls were seen being driven back by Ibu Shinji.

"It is clearly impossible to score against the Kyushu Duo."

Atobe frowned slightly; even he felt it was tricky to face these two guys, let alone these doubles pairs whose individual strength hadn't reached the national level.

"If you're drawing conclusions now, I'm afraid it's a bit too early."

With his arms crossed, Yuuki Satoru stood by, watching Kamio and Ishida deeply. They were still stubbornly organizing defense and offense, and the power that had been gestating and hidden within them for a long time seemed ready to burst forth at any moment.

Yuuki Satoru did not doubt their ability to learn Wildness; after all, to some extent, Wildness could be considered the signature of Budongfeng.

Kamio and Ishida could feel the power of Wildness in internal matches every day, had witnessed the entire process of Ibu Shinji mastering Wildness, and had received guidance and stimulation from Ju Juping many times during this period.

He believed that mastering Wildness was just a matter of one final push.

He smiled slightly; once Kamio and Ishida also successfully mastered Wildness, Budongfeng's Black Legion might be called the Wildness Legion by others.

At this moment, Ju Juping's eyes hid a hint of expectation. As the guide for the two, he was naturally very clear about what Yuuki Satoru had perceived.

"Let me help you one more time!"

He shouted inwardly, and a thick, domineering lion aura immediately overwhelmed Kamio Akira and Ishida Tie, enveloping the two with an aggressive presence.

Tap, tap!

His feet stepped out like a tiger's, his arms pulled back to reveal wild muscle lines, and his racket raised, as if a lion had lifted its beastly claws, gleaming with cold light.

Boom!

A violent explosion occurred on the court, a forehand smash, the tennis ball rubbing heavily against the racket face.

A fierce glint condensed in his eyes; ever since injuring Chitose, the injurious tennis that Ju Juping had abandoned was once again displayed, a scarlet streak of blood light dragging across the court, attacking Kamio Akira's body.

The lion had bared its fangs!

If Ibu Shinji were here, he would discover that Ju Juping's playing style at this moment was exactly the same as Kirihara Akaya's, completely aimed at injuring people.

"Kamio, watch out!"

Ishida Tie's pupils in the backcourt shrank, his expression changing instantly.

"What..."

At this moment, the blood-red ball shadow expanded rapidly in his eyes. Kamio Akira, who was rushing forward, was horrified; his cheeks could already feel the violent change in airflow.

If he were hit by this ball, he would probably be finished!

But...

Damn it, he couldn't stop.

"Stop for me!"

With a hoarse roar, Kamio Akira's face was extremely ferocious.

His eyes locked onto the incoming tennis ball, his entire body's muscles were mobilized in an instant, his knees bent, his body leaned back, and his feet slid forward against the ground.

In an instant.

Two glaring white marks were dragged across the court floor.

And the tennis ball wrapped in scarlet aura had already arrived in front of him, but Kamio Akira seemed to have lost his previous fear, his eyes losing focus, his body springing up from the ground like a beast without the slightest hesitation.

Swish~

Dark red hair fluttered, and he instinctively adjusted his posture in mid-air, as flexible as a leopard.

Vaguely, a pale red aura lingered on Kamio Akira's body surface, his black shirt billowing in the air, while the racket in his hand slashed fiercely at the tennis ball.

"That is!"

Outside the court, Neimura Kyousuke and Jiro Takayuki widened their eyes, both shocked in their hearts.

Such a movement, and this familiar feeling... it couldn't be wrong! Kamio Akira had finally mastered the instinct of Wildness.

However.

Swish!

The racket sliced through the air, but there was no sense of contact. Kamio Akira, who had completely entered the instinctive state, had a trace of imperceptible confusion on his face—the menacing tennis ball had suddenly disappeared!

The next moment, he landed nimbly from mid-air, his body slightly bent, looking exactly like a leopard.

Boom!

The tennis ball wrapped in scarlet aura suddenly appeared behind Kamio Akira as if teleporting, slamming heavily into the ground and bouncing up.

"It's 'God Concealment'."

No surprise appeared on Yuuki Satoru's face; he had seen the opponent's small movements as soon as Ju Juping made his move.

So even if Kamio hadn't been able to activate the instinct of Wildness and couldn't dodge this move, he wouldn't have been truly injured in the end.

Tachibana still had a good sense of proportion.

"I just didn't expect such a method to be so effective on Kamio."

Yuuki Satoru's mouth curled slightly, but then the subtle change on the court made his eyes widen, and the smile on his face deepened: "It seems it's not just Kamio; even Ishida has crossed the threshold. Is this killing two birds with one stone?"

"Success!"

Seeing Kamio Akira's subtle state, Ju Juping felt certain in his heart, and just as he stopped his steps.

Step!

A heavy footstep sounded, and everyone turned to look.

A tall and burly figure suddenly appeared in front of the bouncing tennis ball. Ishida Tie gripped his racket tightly with both hands, placing it at his right waist, a heavy and vast aura emerging from his body.

Even though he had entered the state of Wildness, his facial expression still carried a bit of shock and anger; his consciousness seemed to remain at the moment when the tennis ball was about to hit Kamio Akira.

Moo!

In a trance, everyone off the court seemed to hear an angry cry.

Ishida Tie's arms rolled, and the racket in his hand swung out instantly, like a giant elephant curling its trunk and whipping it out.

A powerful and heavy blow, the tennis ball instantly stirred up a wind and wave at the hitting point, whistling across the net.

Boom!

The tennis ball slammed down heavily beside his feet, and Ju Juping turned slightly to see a clear mark appearing on the ground.

"Kamio Akira and Ishida Tie pair scores, 15-40!"

Neimura Kyousuke announced the score in surprise, and the people around also showed surprised looks, followed by excited shouts.

"Ishida, well done!"

Although it was only one point, after such a long time, this point Ishida took was the first point any of them had taken.

This ball just now could be considered a vent for everyone.

The significance of this point was completely different!

"Humph, humph, humph..."

A smile crossed his face but was quickly restrained. Atobe's eyes swept over Yuuki Satoru, looking him up and down: "Thunder Beast, Lion, Eagle, Leopard, Elephant..."

"Are you Budongfeng planning to open a zoo?"

"Why, are you envious?"

Withdrawing his gaze from the court and turning to look, seeing Atobe's insincere expression, Yuuki Satoru raised an eyebrow and smiled.

He clearly wanted to say something nice to congratulate them, but couldn't let go of his pride; this guy's personality was really awkward.

"... Humph."

Atobe's expression stiffened, as if he had been choked, and he snorted coldly, turning his head away from Yuuki Satoru: "Such unglamorous moves would never appear in my Ice Emperor."

His tone was full of indifference.

However, only Atobe himself knew how much of that was true.

After all, having been in the training camp together for so long, he knew better than anyone how much potential the path of Wildness had.

Once the first stage of Wildness instinct was comprehended, one could make progress as long as they constantly honed themselves, and the second stage of Wildness aura would not have a very high threshold.

And once the second stage was reached, it could rival the No-Self Realm.

Even if the basic strength didn't improve much, and even if they couldn't enter the third stage of Wildness, the player could become a powerful combat force in a short time.

To say he wasn't envious would be a lie.

It's just that the people of Budongfeng had embarked on the path of Wildness from the beginning under the subtle guidance of Yuuki Satoru, while the tennis path of the Ice Emperor members had basically been set. Even if Budongfeng was willing to help, it would be very difficult for them to master the power of Wildness.

Thinking too much was useless.

Rather than getting half the result with twice the effort, it was better to firmly advance along one's own path.

"Match over, Ju Juping and Chitose Senri pair wins, score 6-1."

The match between Kamio Akira and Ishida Tie ended. After the two entered the instinct of Wildness, Ju Juping thoughtfully pulled back some of his strength, lengthening the rally time so they could have more time to feel this state.

And the only point Kamio Akira and Ishida Tie took was in this game.

Today, Budongfeng took the lead in making a major breakthrough in the training camp. While the Ice Emperor members were happy for them, they also felt a bit more urgency in their hearts.

So in the following time, everyone became more intense and proactive during training.

The test content halfway up the mountain was also quickly and successfully passed by everyone who had taken on a new look.

Soon, time arrived at the afternoon of the last day.

Everyone gathered on the court.

According to the original plan, training would officially end after the test in the morning, and a barbecue party sponsored by Atobe's small treasury would be held in the afternoon.

But at the sincere request of two people.

Before the barbecue party, there would be one last match...

Budongfeng's genius VS Ice Emperor's genius! ===== CHAPTER 159 =====