Tennis: Let you take charge of the youth school, and all become professionals

Tezuka Kunimitsu: "I think it has something to do with [Ashura Shinto]. Nioh relies entirely on his own makeup and learning to achieve a perfect illusion. He can even change his form. And this girl can feel a hint of [Ashura Shinto]..."

Fuji Shusuke: "That is to say, the aura of [Ashura Shinto] just now was not sensed by us incorrectly, but was actually activated, right?"

Yukimura Seiichi: "I feel like this girl is more capable than this. If she could climb to 18th place in the world just by imitating, I don't believe it."

Kimite Nagashiro: "Yes, maybe this Bebelu hasn't shown her true strength yet."

Everyone turned their attention back to the court.

......

“It’s like looking in a mirror. Everything can be replicated.”

"Even my [Understanding the Darkness] has no effect."

“It’s just like fighting against an identical version of myself.”

now.

Genichirō Sanada was secretly surprised.

Ever since Bei Beilu in front of him showed the same black aura as him, the match between the two has been completely deadlocked.

No matter what moves Genichirō Sanada uses to hit the ball into the opponent's court, the opponent will hit the ball back in the same way.

The two sides were in a stalemate and neither could score.

After ten minutes of confrontation, even the usually calm and composed Genichirō Sanada began to become restless.

This is not because his mental quality is too poor.

Anyone who spends ten minutes in front of the "mirror" will feel bored and exhausted.

What’s more, the “mirror” in front of him is a woman.

"If there is no way to make changes, there is no chance of winning this game!"

Genichirō Sanada immediately confirmed his thoughts in his heart.

Facing the tennis ball flying towards him, he simply closed his eyes.

Raise the racket.

At this moment, his movements seemed to slow down, and the strength of his grip made people feel light and fluttery.

346. The real game is about to begin, the second half of my tennis game! (3 more)

At this moment, Genichirō Sanada gives people a sickly feeling.

Different from the previous hard and pungent masculinity.

"Flowers bloom on the tree of thirty-six skills."

Genichirō Sanada spoke in a soft voice, his tone gentle, less strong and more feminine.

It was as if his personality changed in an instant.

boom.

The racket hit the tennis ball gently.

The tennis ball immediately swayed and flew towards the opposite court, like a feather drifting in the wind.

This scene was seen by the players of Babulu Academy who were watching nearby, and they all spoke up.

"Hey, hey, hey, what is that guy in the black hat doing? He can hit a ball with such power."

"Don't talk nonsense. To be able to hit a tennis ball like a feather flying in the wind, this guy must have excellent ball control!"

"But how do you score a goal like this?"

"Could it be that because Bei Beilu is a girl, he deliberately let her win in order to lose this game?"

"It's not impossible. If it were me, I might lose to Bei Beilu on purpose."

"Come on, do you, a player ranked 96th at the bottom, really need to lose to Bei Beilu on purpose?"

......

"Ok?"

Beibeilu let out a light exclamation and stretched out the racket in her hand, ready to hit the light tennis ball back.

There was a flash of lightning, and she had already raised the racket with both hands, aiming at the tennis ball.

"With the help of the situation, the force is small but the power is strong. When the enemy is approaching the mainland, its feathers can be used as a ritual."

Genichirō Sanada spoke slowly.

Om-! !

After he finished reading, Beibeilu just aimed at the tennis ball and swung it hard.

Use [Move like Thunder].

The tennis ball that was originally swaying lightly in the air suddenly caused a strong wind around it.

The electric arc instantly enveloped the tennis ball.

Click——! !

A clear voice sounded.

The tennis ball smashed the frame and got stuck accurately in the broken frame.

Bebelu failed to return the ball successfully.

"15-0!"

The referee announced the score, then raised his hand to signal that the game was suspended and Beibeilu changed her racket.

Beibelu still had an indifferent expression on her face. After changing her racket, she looked up at Genichirō Sanada.

Those deep blue eyes were calm, empty and lifeless, without any emotion.

But just with this one glance, Genichirō Sanada really felt something was wrong.

"Could it be that...she can even use my Thirty-Six Stratagems?"

The more Sanada Genichirō thought about it, the more frightened he became, so he stopped thinking about it.

Whoosh! !

Another serve was hit.

Beibeilu on the opposite side has already taken her stance.

Sickly breath.

Skinny racket.

Feel the slowed-down motion.

Even the angle of the racket and the posture of the body were exactly the same as Genichirō Sanada just now.

"The tree of thirty-six strategies blooms..."

Beibeilu's weak voice came from the other side.

Boom——! !

The racket hit the tennis ball gently.

The tennis ball turned into a feather and floated towards the court where Genichirō Sanada was standing.

Then, Beibeilu spoke again.

"Using the situation to deploy forces, the force is small but the momentum is great. When a wild goose lands on land, its feathers can be used as a symbol..."

boom--! !

A strong wind arose.

Genichirō Sanada did not choose to use [Thunderbolt], but instead raised the racket backwards in an attempt to hit the ball back.

"Invasion like fire!"

boom--! !

The racket was hit by the tennis ball and flew behind him, spinning and sliding on the ground.

"I actually...I actually used it..."

"And this strength and this smoothness don't seem like a skill I just learned."

"Who on earth is this Beibeilu?"

Genichirō Sanada said with a look of shock on his face.

however.

Just when Genichirō Sanada was shocked.

A mutation occurs.

Beibeilu, who was originally maintaining the breath of Genichirō Sanada, suddenly staggered and half-knelt on the ground.

She was sweating profusely and breathing rapidly.

"The time has come. Because of the large number of mirror replicas, has your physical strength reached its limit..."

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this scene.

A full hour has passed since Bebelu used the [Ashura Shinto] reflection.

During this hour, he maintained the state of [Ashura Shinto] and competed with Genichirō Sanada.

Both in terms of mental and physical strength, they are far superior to ordinary men.

Even in terms of strength and physical strength, they are stronger than other trained men.

Judging from these alone, it is clear that Bebelu’s admission into Babulu College is not in vain.

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"A whole hour of re-enactment, what on earth is it for..."

"You have no cards left for yourself at all?"

Chen Fan muttered to himself, unable to guess what Bei Beilu was going to do.

Normally, in a tennis match, everyone will save their energy and trump cards for the end of the game.

Because at the end, the mental and physical strength of both sides have been almost exhausted, so the chances of winning will be much greater if you reveal your trump cards than if you reveal them from the beginning.

As the No. 18 player in the world, it is impossible for Bebelu not to know this truth.

That being the case.

She still chose to use [Asura Shinto] at the beginning of the game, which was undoubtedly fatal.

If we adopt a quick victory tactic, with Bebelu's attack frequency and repetitive methods, it is obviously impossible to achieve the goal of ending the game quickly.

..... .... .......

In this case, what is the purpose of Bebelu using [Asura Shinto] at the beginning?

The more Chen Fan thought about it, the more confused and puzzled he felt.

the other side.

Genichirō Sanada looked serious when he saw Bebelu kneeling on the ground due to exhaustion.

There was no joy at all in feeling that one had gotten an advantage.

Beibelu fell down due to exhaustion, and in the eyes of Genichirō Sanada, this was a humiliation for himself.

He did not allow himself to win for the absurd reason that men's physical strength is naturally stronger than women's.

"Referee, I request..."

"Keep playing!"

Genichirō Sanada was about to apply for a forfeit, but Bebelu on the opposite side stopped him.

"The game is just about to start, are you planning to desert?"

Beibelu stood up from the court again and looked at Genichirō Sanada.