Chapter 84

Boom!

A reluctant double-handed backhand return; the tennis ball turned into a stream of light, crossing the net and landing straight on the baseline.

Under Ju Juping's powerful offensive, Yiwu Shen Si resisted tenaciously, wanting to find a possibility to break the situation.

"Not bad, Shen Si!"

A look of appreciation flashed in Ju Juping's eyes; such a tenacious will was worthy of respect, but he wouldn't show mercy because of it.

"Hah!"

With a low roar, he backhanded the tennis ball back with a violent swing, and the match rhythm accelerated instantly.

Boom!

Yiwu Shen Si had just stepped out with his right foot when the yellow beam exploded beside his feet.

"Ju Juping scores, 0-15!"

Boom!

"Ju Juping scores, 0-30!"

Boom!

"Ju Juping scores, 0-40!"

"Huff... huff..."

Yiwu Shen Si breathed lightly, fine sweat seeping out of his pores, his soaked clothes clinging to his body, perfectly revealing his toned muscle lines.

"Am I going to lose..."

He stared fixedly at the figure opposite him, his gaze flickering, his will inevitably wavering.

However, the next moment, he bit down hard on the tip of his tongue; the piercing pain instantly cleared his brain.

"No!

I don't want to lose, at least I can't lose the match so easily."

A trace of blood flowed from the tip of his tongue, and a metallic taste traveled along his taste nerves to his cerebral cortex; the expression in Yiwu Shen Si's eyes was incredibly determined.

No matter who the opponent was, he would never take a step back!

Boom!

Starting with a side-spin serve, the tennis ball flashed sharply, rubbing briefly after landing, then bouncing outward.

Swish~

Ju Juping's figure appeared instantly, his racket whistling as it struck, and the tennis ball flew toward the opposite direction of Yiwu Shen Si.

Tap, tap.

His right foot pushed off the ground to initiate a turn, his left foot lifted immediately, executing a swift change of direction.

In an instant, Yiwu Shen Si seemed to be flying in the air—

Then, his toes landed immediately, and the black figure rushed forward.

Before the tennis ball touched the ground a second time, his racket reached out from below, decisively slicing it.

Boom!

Boom!

His gaze swept quickly across the opposite court.

"Backhand draw, hit the diagonal!"

"Catch it! Then go to the net..."

Boom!

"Positioning back, use a light drop shot to mobilize him!"

Swish~

"Focus! Focus! Focus!"

Yiwu Shen Si's gaze was cold and sharp; at this moment, only that tennis ball remained in his eyes.

Black shirt!

White shorts!

He was like a goshawk soaring above the court, revealing white feathers as he flapped his wings, followed by a gale.

Swish—

His body bent suddenly, a slide pulling him to mid-court; toward the bouncing tennis ball, his racket face tilted and his arm sliced down sharply.

"This move is useless against me!"

Seeing this familiar movement, Ju Juping shouted aloud.

Tap, tap.

His footsteps changed instantly, rushing toward the front court before Yiwu Shen Si could return the ball; as long as he caught the moment the ball bounced, the Super Half-Intercept could perfectly counter the Cloud Eagle Return.

However, at this moment, Yiwu Shen Si's mind was a blank slate.

In his eyes, time seemed to have suddenly slowed down; the spin of the tennis ball was clearly visible, the fuzz on the yellow surface was distinct, and even the changes in Ju Juping's expression were captured by him.

In this short instant as the racket swung out.

Time seemed so short yet so long.

Wisps of black aura quietly lingered on the surface of his body.

Countless inspirations burst forth from his brain—one way of hitting the ball after another, one possibility of spin change after another...

The next instant, time resumed its flow!

Swish!

The racket face sliced across the tennis ball; the golden crescent appeared once again, and after the stream of light crossed the net, it plummeted toward the ground.

"Hah!"

Ju Juping's gaze narrowed slightly; before the tennis ball bounced, his racket swung out sharply. According to previous experience, this would be another beautiful Super Half-Intercept.

But!

His pupils constricted.

Dust kicked up from the ground, the air vortex changed suddenly, the tennis ball turned sharply to the right, and a cold yellow beam shot straight toward the sky at an astonishing speed.

Swish!

The racket in his hand swung through empty air!

"That is..." Ju Juping at the net felt a shock in his heart.

Only after confirming the aura emitted by the opponent did a different color flash in his eyes, and an expression of inexplicable meaning appeared on his face.

"Cloud Eagle Return·Folding Form!"

Slowly lowering his racket, Yiwu Shen Si appeared very calm; he wasn't happy because of this ball, but he felt he was in a magical state.

This feeling...

Very wonderful!

"15-40!"

Yuuki Satoru smiled, his tone carrying a hint of gratification; compared to the variation of the Cloud Eagle Return, the state Yiwu Shen Si had just realized made him even happier.

Boom!

The golden crescent flashed on the court; this time, Ju Juping's figure moved one body-width more to the right.

However!

Pshhh~

The vortex changed, the angle turned; this time the tennis ball shot straight into the clouds toward the left, a stream of light flying into the sky.

Cloud Eagle Return·Folding Form·Modified!

"30-40!"

"This is... Senior Yuuki's Wild Instinct Aura!"

After two rallies, Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie looked at each other, both obtaining a confirmed answer from the other's eyes.

"To think Shen Si, that guy, took a step ahead."

Shenwei Ming said jokingly, but looking at the completely different figure on the court, he felt genuine joy for his evolution.

Tap... tap.

Gently pressing the tennis ball, Yiwu Shen Si's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, his eyes turning left and right, magnifying every detail of Ju Juping's movements several times over.

Swish~

The tennis ball was tossed high; as the racket swung out, power from deep within his body erupted suddenly, and a black aura rippled across his skin.

Boom!

A violent draw; the tennis ball kicked up an airflow and flew straight toward the opposite side, its speed swift.

"The intensity of the spin has increased, and the speed has become faster!"

Ju Juping's eyes lit up; Yiwu Shen Si's performance made him look sideways, and the aura on the opponent made him feel even more intimate.

However, he had to make the opponent understand.

The gap between them wasn't something that could be smoothed over so easily.

Boom!

The black racket swung violently; the tennis ball flew across the court, the force it carried becoming increasingly rigid and tyrannical.

Boom!

The moment he caught the ball, his racket vibrated uncontrollably; even in the Wildness state, Yiwu Shen Si couldn't help but feel a sense of shock.

Does this guy have no upper limit?

"Hah!"

Swish—

He gritted his teeth and swung.

The tennis ball reversed and flew back to the opposite court, his gaze narrowing simultaneously.

Since that's the case, then use the Cloud Eagle Return·Folding Form to take the point in one go!

"Bring it on!"

Sensing the opponent's intention, Ju Juping swung his racket heroically, hitting the tennis ball directly toward the mid-court position.

He didn't care about the opponent's offensive at all, or rather, he was looking forward to the appearance of the Cloud Eagle Return!

Seeing this, Yiwu Shen Si naturally wouldn't be polite; his footsteps didn't stop, and he moved forward to meet the ball.

Looking at the opponent's confident expression, the black aura surged, and the racket sliced down sharply with his arm!

"Cloud Eagle Return·Folding Form!"

Swish—

In front of the net, the tennis ball radiating a black aura plummeted; as long as it hadn't landed, no one knew where it would fly.

Hum!

Yiwu Shen Si's heart tightened suddenly, because in his line of sight, a deep red flame had appeared on the opposite side of the net.

Domineering! Violent! Fierce!

"How could it be!?"

Ju Juping's highly aggressive eyes swept over, and the terrifying aura of a male lion spread instantly.

In front of it, Yiwu Shen Si's black aura was almost extinguished in an instant!

"Stronger than Shen Si! Just like Senior Yuuki's pale yellow flame, it's a higher level of Wildness!"

Shenwei Ming outside the court reacted instantly.

"Shen Si, danger!"

Boom—

Before the tennis ball could fall, it was swept up by the deep red flame, and the racket struck it, sending it flying in the opposite direction.

A lion's roar seemed to ring in his ears; under this intimidation, Yiwu Shen Si's body shook briefly, and the tennis ball whistled past.

Boom!

In a corner of the court, as the kicked-up dust settled, a deep ball mark suddenly appeared there.

"Game, Ju Juping, 6-0!"

Yuuki Satoru's voice rang out on the court.

At the same time, Ju Juping's beast aura dissipated.

Only then did Yiwu Shen Si's body soften, and he slowly came back to his senses.

"I lost, thank you for the guidance."

"That was a brilliant match!"

At the net, the two men's hands clasped together.

Looking at Yiwu Shen Si, Ju Juping's eyes carried a look of appreciation; the tennis quality the opponent had displayed was enough for him to take seriously.

Ten minutes later.

"Next, Shenwei Ming!"

Boom!

Boom!

Two figures crossed back and forth on the tennis court.

But in front of Ju Juping, Shenwei Ming's speed was completely suppressed.

The lion's aura permeated the court; Shenwei Ming, who hadn't realized his Wildness, seemed to be wearing heavy shackles, and his footsteps couldn't speed up at all.

Having lost his speed, he was soon forced into a desperate situation!

Boom!

A terrifying aura wrapped around the tennis ball and smashed fiercely onto Shenwei Ming's side of the court.

"Game, Ju Juping, 6-0!"

Boom!

"Game, Ju Juping, 6-0!"

Not long after, Shitian Tie's match also ended quickly.

The Budongfeng crowd had fully witnessed Ju Juping's power!

The sun set in the west.

The evening glow shone on everyone, and each person's face was imprinted with a red hue.

However, although the testing for Yiwu Shen Si and the three others had come to an end, the testing for the Budongfeng Tennis Club hadn't finished.

Yuuki Satoru slowly took off his long-sleeved team uniform, removed the weights from his wrists and ankles, picked up his racket, and walked onto the court.

"I'll give you twenty minutes of rest; is that enough?"

"No need, I can start right away!"

Yuuki Satoru didn't say much, walked straight to the baseline, and swept his gaze toward Ju Juping!

Now, it was his turn to conduct the test for Ju Juping!

Inside Budongfeng School.

"Classmate, how do I get to the school tennis club?"

"The tennis court is being renovated and expanded; if you're looking for someone, you can go check out the street-side tennis court to the east outside the school."

"Thanks~"

An Chuan Xing Ping scratched his head; why did people always ask him where the tennis club was?

And.

He looked at the seaweed-haired figure who left directly after thanking him, recalling the school emblem on the other person's uniform.

"That should have said, Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School?"

At a certain shop at this time.

The clerk tremblingly put away the change, her eyes full of fear; only after seeing the silver-haired boy with the delinquent look leave the shop door did she let out a long sigh of relief.