Chapter 193

Accompanied by a booming sound, a terrifying wave of air pressure whistled over the net.

"To think he could actually return Gin's tenth style of Wave Ball!"

Outside the court, the Shitenhoji team wore expressions of slight astonishment; one had to know that the power of this ball was enough to send a person flying.

"I have received your will."

Watching the terrifying wave bounce in front of him, Ishida Gin's aura was as steady as a mountain range, a hint of fighting spirit rising in his eyes; Shitian Tie's transformation made him feel both delighted and surprised.

"Wave Ball, eleventh style!"

Tap, tap!

Neicun Jingjie's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief; even though he had long known of the relationship between Ishida Gin and Shitian Tie, he also understood that the opponent possessed a very powerful style of tennis.

Tap!

A light flashed in his red eyes, his left foot stepped to stop his body, and at the same time, his waist and abdomen twisted, his right arm violently whipping the racket out.

"That's too exaggerated, Ishida was actually sent flying directly!?"

Boom—

Bang!

The tennis ball seemed to be wrapped in a pale red aura, a sharp, air-piercing sound arrived, and the ball once again attacked toward Ishida Gin's backhand position.

"And furthermore"

His body pressed forward with his steps, and at the same time, the muscles on his arm expanded by a circle; Ishida Gin smashed his racket heavily onto the incoming tennis ball.

However, Oshitari Kenya had long been prepared and lunged toward the ball's position in time; he spoke softly, "I won't lose at this kind of speed."

"Since that is the case, then as you wish."

The terrifying momentum made Konjiki Koharu cover her eyes with both hands, fingers spread, only daring to watch this match through the gaps in her fingers.

Due to the sudden change in rhythm, the Wave Ball stance Shitian Tie had set up suddenly stiffened, and he was unable to react in time to return to the backcourt.

Whoosh—

Ju Juping's gaze narrowed slightly, he glanced at Ishida Gin standing in front of the net, his expression turning slightly solemn: "His strength hasn't been fully displayed yet, has it?"

It was too late by the time he reacted; Oshitari Kenya gritted his teeth and sprinted to chase the ball, but he knew that even if he caught up to this ball, there was still no way to break free from the rhythm trap the opponent had set.

On the side, Jiecheng Wu nodded lightly: "Not bad, Ishida Gin's Wave Ball has a total of one hundred and eight styles; as the number increases, the power of the Wave Ball also rises accordingly."

Bang!

The tennis ball collided with the racket, and the air wave instantly stopped in front of Ishida Gin; however, the calm only lasted for a fleeting moment.

On the ground, Shitian Tie braced himself against the floor and stood up once again.

"Lag."

Sonic Bullet·Godspeed!

Shenwei Ming's timely cover made this ball, which was about to settle the outcome, immediately become unpredictable once again.

Looking at Shitian Tie being helped up by Shenwei Ming, the referee was astonished; players with pure strength reaching this level were truly rare, and he hadn't expected to encounter one himself.

It was just that Jiecheng seemed to have other candidates in mind.

The opponent indeed chose to attack Shitian Tie as well; in the current high-speed rhythm, the Ishida brothers, who had just controlled the match situation, had now become the weak points for both sides.

A yellow arrow suddenly shot out from between Shitian Tie and Shenwei Ming.

Therefore, upon seeing the fierce struggle between the Ishida brothers, He Cun Long admired their strength even more.

Shenwei Ming, who had slowed his speed, narrowed his eyes, noticing that Oshitari Kenya had also subconsciously slowed down under his influence, and thus gave a low laugh.

In front of the tennis ball, the towering figure did not dodge or evade, his round head flashing with a light under the sun, as if there were a halo behind his head; this sacred and solemn appearance was like a Great Buddha standing tall on the court.

The return path cannot be too complex, and hitting the ball requires a certain amount of time to complete preparations.

"Sure enough, even the founder of the Wave Ball cannot avoid these prerequisites."

"What?!"

After using Wave Ball·Continuous Shot, Shitian Tie would begin to accumulate the power of the waves, causing the power of every subsequent ball to continue rising by a level.

Even outside the court, Gan Zhen Zhi could feel the wind and waves stirred up by the powerful vibrations; even if one knew the data, there would be no way to return such a tennis ball.

His body sank slightly, as if Mount Tai were falling; Ishida Gin's chest muscles rippled, his thick and broad palms gripped the racket tightly, the knotted muscles on his arms bulged and tensed, and terrifying power was gestating within them.

To reach today's level, the two of them had undergone unimaginably arduous training.

"Game, Shitenhoji Ishida Gin, Oshitari Kenya, 1-1!"

That was the number one heavy artilleryman of Budongfeng!

Creak, creak!

The Ishida brothers seemed to have entered a state of tireless bombardment; the terrifying momentum left the crowd outside the court with their mouths agape, unable to say a single word.

Bang!

The racket collapsed upon contact, unable to block it, and Shitian Tie's body was sent flying again.

Moreover, his racket-holding arm was trembling slightly and uncontrollably; after this game, the Wave Balls he had hit already exceeded the number used in an entire normal match, and some symptoms finally began to appear.

Facing the astonishing return whose power had risen by a level, Shitian Tie's will was firm, refusing to retreat even half a step, continuing to strike back in his own way.

Ishida Gin opened his eyes wide, finding it very difficult to even see the shadow of the tennis ball, but wanting to catch up and return it was almost impossible.

Yiwu Shen Si pondered in his heart, then refocused his gaze on the court.

"Shitenhoji Ishida Gin scores, 30-0!"

Calm and composed.

Swish!

An arc flew over Shitian Tie's head, and to the surprise of everyone outside the court, this ordinary slice landed in the backcourt.

The waves accumulated by Wave Ball·Continuous Shot had reached the limit he could bear, and now, he was going to launch his peak offensive with Wave Ball·Lotus.

Pat. Pat.

Dusting off his clothes, Shitian Tie looked up at Ishida Gin, his face devoid of even a trace of fear, instead filled with fighting spirit, as if it weren't him who had just been sent flying by the tennis ball.

Bang!

Accompanied by a booming echo, a thick beam of light whistled out, sending Shitian Tie, who had tried to intercept it, flying once again.

His speed was too fast, so fast that many spectators had the illusion that he had been in the front court all along.

"Wave Ball Continuous Shot!"

Tap tap

Stepping forward steadily, before the tennis ball landed, the racket skillfully swept across the terrifying beam of light.

He would favor Shenwei Ming more.

"Wave Ball Lotus!!"

A boom rose on the court, and the power of the Wave Ball was still growing.

His footsteps tapped continuously on the court, Shenwei Ming drew a black line and instantly arrived in front of the net.

His mind set, he tossed the ball and raised his hand.

Shenwei Ming pressed his body's center of gravity extremely low, his agile running posture appearing on the court like a true leopard.

Bang!

"Wave Ball fiftieth style!"

Swish swish~

The yellow-green collar rustled; facing such a terrifying ball path, even someone as strong as Ishida Gin could not help but change color.

The terrifying spiral of waves roared out, the stirred-up air currents flapping the net on the court; the power of this ball had already reached the peak achieved in this match.

"A clever rhythm-based playstyle."

Outside the court, Jiecheng Wu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Bang!

The impact force from the racket was three parts stronger than before; Oshitari Kenya subconsciously tensed his calves, his body pushed forward, and his arm swung out in response.

Or perhaps, make him unable to hit a Wave Ball at all.

Swish~

The black collar fluttered, Shenwei Ming's eyes remained calm; he was not surprised by Ishida Gin's choice, having partnered with Shitian Tie for so long, he had long been clear about some of the drawbacks of the Wave Ball.

With a rip.

Ishida Gin's arm was raised high; just as he had said before, he had no intention of holding back.

The low whisper made Oshitari Kenya's spirit instantly tense up.

His gaze quickly locked onto the rapidly bouncing stream of light, his racket swung out decisively without hesitation; facing high-speed shots, maintaining sensitive reactions was important.

Sonic Bullet·Godspeed!

Entering the Wildness instinct state, Shenwei Ming immediately chose the ball path most suitable for this moment, his Wildness aura rising, and his racket whistled out a fierce strike against the tennis ball.

"How could it be..."

But he had seen with his own eyes Shitian Tie being defeated by the opponent in one touch and sent flying.

"That really is remarkable." Watanabe Osamu praised sincerely; to reach such a level at this age, they were already excellent enough.

Swinging his racket with all his might, Shitian Tie finally found an opportunity to strike with all his strength; the spiral Wave Ball was hit out by him again, but unfortunately, it failed to accumulate enough waves, and this was just an ordinary Wave Ball.

Bang!

His arm stretched forward, a flick!

The racket appeared beneath the tennis ball and flicked an arc upward, crossing over the net.

Hearing this, Yiwu Shen Si's gaze shrank; according to Ishida Gin's statement, the power of Wave Ball·Inner Lotus had only reached the fifty-fourth style of Wave Ball.

On the side, Ju Juping also relaxed his brows and said in a praising tone, among the several first-year regulars of Budongfeng, if one were to discuss strength and talent, Yiwu Shen Si should be the first, but if one were to discuss who had more potential to serve as captain?

Whoosh~~

Although Shitian Tie's Inner Lotus concentrated all the accumulated waves into one explosive ball, the power was astonishing.

The knotted muscles flowed in layers, all the strength of his body concentrated on his arms, driving the racket to swing fiercely.

"Shitenhoji Ishida Gin scores, 15-0!"

He wanted to focus his attack on the slower Ishida Gin to open up the situation.

Ever since he saw Shitian Tie's power tennis at the Du Da Sai, he seemed to have found his own direction.

"To actually be able to hit such a Wave Ball, well done!" Ishida Gin shouted sharply, his burning, angry eyes glaring at the tennis ball, his racket whistling out.

"Such power is already completely on a different level from the ordinary Wave Ball·Lotus; it would be better to change it to a new name..."

Not to mention that in this match, Shenwei Ming had also displayed a first-class level in the Kanto region.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...

The tennis ball landed, and Oshitari Kenya swung his racket quickly at the same time, but even after the follow-through motion ended, he still hadn't felt the sensation of hitting the ball.

Although covered in dust and looking somewhat disheveled, there was no substantial damage to his body; every time he landed after receiving a ball, he used rolling techniques to neutralize the impact.

Ishida Gin's expression sank, the muscles in his arm grew thicker by another circle, and his racket immediately covered over this immense power.

Ishida Gin's gaze paused, and he could only move his feet to pull back and open up his position, pulling and swinging with a large arc on his backhand; it was just an ordinary swing, not a Wave Ball.

"Oshitari, you have to keep up with the beat!"

Bang~

Backhanding the tennis ball upward, the strong topspin but insufficient distance of the ball path caused the tennis ball to drop rapidly the moment it flew over the net.

Rip!

The pale red aura flashed and vanished in his eyes, Shenwei Ming stepped hard on the ground, his speed instantly accelerated, and he struck the tennis ball with a backhand.

"Shenwei, well played."

It was just that a pair of angry eyes ruined the demeanor of the Great Buddha.

With a confident smile, Yuji Hitouji pried the hands off Konjiki Koharu's face, and the two of them cast their gazes toward Ishida Gin together.

"One hundred and eight styles"

Whether it was strength or speed, Ishida Gin and Oshitari Kenya had both displayed a higher degree of suppression in this game just now.

Oshitari Kenya's ears rang, he clearly saw Shenwei Ming's hitting motion, but did not hear the sound of the ball being hit.

The moment the tennis ball collided with the racket, Shitian Tie only felt a huge force strike, his feet left the ground directly, and the racket dragged his body as he flew backward, falling heavily to the ground.

"Sonic Bullet Supersonic——!!"

In an instant.

Accompanied by a roar, Shitian Tie's eyes were dyed a layer of crimson.

Bang!

The yellow stream of light sped by, catching Oshitari Kenya on the opposite court off guard.

"Hmph! Wave Ball fifty-sixth style!"

Shenwei Ming's gaze was calm as he pressed down on the tennis ball; the opponent's speed was indeed faster, and ordinary tactics were probably no longer effective.

Watanabe Osamu lowered his eyes and said, to be able to create a move like the one hundred and eight styles of Wave Ball, Ishida Gin possessed more than just brute force; even his technique had reached a certain height.

Pfft

It was just an ordinary sweep, the racket strings and the tennis ball came into direct contact, yet the terrifying spiral waves did not produce the slightest effect, being neutralized silently within the racket face just like that.

Bang!

Following that, a loud explosion arrived, and the tennis ball pierced into the right half of the Shitenhoji court like an arrow released from a string.

A pale red aura lingered on the surface of Shenwei Ming's body; while sprinting, he dragged out a black-red stream of light, his agile movements resembling a bloodthirsty leopard.

It was as if every muscle in his body was being utilized; watching the tennis ball bounce up from beside Shitian Tie again, the opponent had never stopped trying to break through this weak point, and Shenwei Ming's aura condensed into a single line.

The distance Shitian Tie needed to cross to win against the opponent head-on would be a terrifying chasm.

The moment the waves accumulated to their peak would be the time for Shitian Tie's true attack.

Haa!

But there existed an unignorable gap between them and the opponent.

Even if Liu Lian Er were standing on the opposite side again, wanting to distinguish the difference between Godspeed and Lag, he would have to spend several more games to rebuild the data.

Sure enough, the next instant.

Sometimes, compared to pure speed, the combination of fast and slow, mastering the changes in rhythm, was the true playstyle that speed tennis should possess, and the test content regarding him during the training camp was precisely to make him understand this point.

Whoosh~

In front of the net.

The tennis ball roared directly into Shitian Tie's side.

Over-the-net drop shot!

Tap tap tap...

"This point will be taken by me!"

Bang!

"Wave Ball·Lotus!"

But when Ishida Gin used the fifty-sixth style of Wave Ball, that powerful vibration did not hold up for long, and was soon completely covered by an even more terrifying wave beam.

"Let's call it Wave Ball·Inner Lotus."

"If it reaches the limit, then it can only end, Ishida."

Ishida Gin tucked his racket under his arm, clasped his hands together, and looked down at Shitian Tie, who had fallen to the ground on the opposite side: "A-Tetsu, let's stop here; I have deeply recognized your spirit and will, but the current you..."

The tennis ball had just flown into mid-air when a voice arrived; Shenwei Ming looked up, and Oshitari Kenya's figure had already leaped into mid-air.

The tennis ball crossed the net and landed on the baseline, while a flash of red light suddenly crossed Shenwei Ming's eyes; those sharp, leopard-like eyes locked onto the opponent's position.

Bang!

Despite the various complex distracting thoughts, Oshitari Kenya ultimately caught this ball.

With half his body almost pressed against the ground, the racket in Shenwei Ming's hand folded back, raising an exaggerated angle from behind his back, the moment the tennis ball approached!

Hum——

Whoosh!

He lowered his eyes to look; the tennis ball was fiercely rubbing against the ground, and it was only when his gaze shifted over that the ball finally bounced up.

Would the next ball be fast, or slow?

Was it Godspeed? Or Lag?

"Barely reaching the power of the fifty-fourth style of Wave Ball; if this is your trump card, then it is truly pathetic!"

A fraction of a second later.

Ju Juping squeezed the railing with slight force, his somewhat solemn gaze lingering on Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie.

In Ju Juping's view, if nothing unexpected happened, after he and Jiecheng Wu graduated, Shenwei would very likely become the next captain.

"Fifty-seventh style Wave Ball!"

Whoosh.

At this moment, a black figure rushed out from the baseline, the red hair tie tied upward toward the sky being particularly conspicuous; Shenwei Ming caught up to the tennis ball's landing point in an instant.

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A black figure had long since appeared in front of the tennis ball's trajectory; after Shenwei Ming judged the ball path, he gave a cold laugh in his heart.

Bang!

His agile arm rolled the racket, and with the help of his body's falling center of gravity, he fiercely slammed the tennis ball forward and downward.

"In front of A-Gin, any Wave Ball is ineffective, you know."

"The power of the Wave Ball can actually reach such a level?!"

After the tennis ball flew out, Oshitari Kenya didn't even look at where it was going, his toes tapped hard on the ground, and he immediately turned to run back.

Bang!

Shitian Tie gripped his racket tightly with both hands and swung with all his might; the tennis ball was almost flattened into an oval shape by the two opposing forces.

So every time club activities ended, he would secretly practice that Wave Ball move on the empty court, but even after finding the trick, his arm still couldn't bear such a burden.

"A-Gin's younger brother is also too amazing~"

"He is still far from having the ability to surpass me; even that strongest move of his has only just reached the level of the fifty-fourth style of Wave Ball."

Whoosh——

Bang!

Bang!

On the court, rings of air generated by hitting the ball appeared continuously.

His eyes moved slightly, shifting to Shitian Tie's slightly reddened arm.

As for who the candidate was, Ju Juping did not know.

A look of appreciation flashed in Jiecheng Wu's eyes; Shenwei's understanding of speed finally didn't just stop at simply being faster.

Bang!

The tennis ball drew a stream of light, hitting the service area at a very fast speed, rushing straight toward Ishida Gin's backhand position.

"It's about time." Yiwu Shen Si narrowed his eyes slightly, calculating the number of Wave Balls Shitian Tie had hit in his heart.

Off the court, Jiecheng Wu's gaze was lingering on Shitian Tie's shoulder, the ring of the Eye of the Heavenly Emperor flashing and vanishing in his eyes.

Bang!

The black frame cut through the air, emitting a harsh, air-piercing sound; the bouncing tennis ball was struck with incomparable ruthlessness, and as the racket flashed by rapidly, the tennis ball was almost stretched into a long line at such speed.

"So it really won't work."

On the side, He Cun Long watched the confrontation between the two on the court blankly, his gaze filled with longing.

Boom——

First-class execution, firm willpower, and a more enthusiastic personality; being able to establish solid connections with other members and enhance cohesion—compared to pure tennis strength, these qualities were even more important.

To help Ishida Gin defend this ball, his right half of the court had long been left empty; he couldn't stop his steps, the opponent would definitely seize this opportunity to attack fiercely.

"Haa!"

But wanting to win against A-Gin and Kenya, there was almost no possibility of that.

Shenwei Ming retracted his racket and remained silent, returning to the serving position, only completing the name of the ball move in his heart; after activating his Wildness instinct, his control over his body muscles and his grasp of the timing for hitting the ball had made a qualitative leap.

The powerful Wave Ball whistled over; Ishida Gin's eyes flickered slightly, and he no longer set up the Wave Ball stance.

Shitian Tie's counterattack finally made him feel threatened.

His heart still couldn't stop trembling...

After all, having come this far and experienced so many matches, when had he ever seen Ishida lose in a power showdown?!

Pat... pat... pat...

The racket swung out fiercely, and the tennis ball immediately reversed and flew back; the terrifying, heart-palpitating waves appeared on the court once again.

"The power showdown is over, is it now the turn for a PK between speeds?"

A light laugh sounded in his ear; Oshitari Kenya had left the corner position at some point, instantly appearing in front of the Sonic Bullet's trajectory, his sharp hair swaying, a handsome smile appearing on his face.

"Not good, I've actually fallen completely into his rhythm."

"Shitenhoji Ishida Gin scores, 40-0!"

Bang!

The racket swung out with great force, but this terrifying power was simply unbearable.

That was age!

For middle school students in a period of rapid physical development, one year of time had already decided many things.

"Sonic Bullet"

After being stunned for a good while, he finally came back to his senses and immediately announced the score.

"Don't worry, when it comes to strength, A-Gin won't lose~~!"

"Oh no... I can't catch it..."

When these thoughts filled Oshitari Kenya's mind, it was like winding vines dragging at his footsteps, slowing his speed down.

Besides speed, Oshitari Kenya also saw the situation of the match very clearly.

A deep depression instantly appeared on the racket face, the entire face seeming as if it were about to leave the racket, and a teeth-aching, unpleasant sound also rang out.

But he was fast, and Oshitari Kenya's speed was even faster!

With strength reaching this level, even he himself would probably find it hard to deal with; he had to neutralize the opponent's advantage in strength from other aspects.

"Need to buy Ishida some time to adjust."

"So amazing..."

Bang!

The tennis ball grazed his feet and bounced away, and a violent explosion simultaneously sounded in his ears.

"Game, Budongfeng Middle School Shenwei Ming, Shitian Tie, 2-1!"