Tennis: In Hyotei, inheriting the miracle generation

"what?"

"Hodgepodge? Boss, you mean that the ordinary light ball contains the entire spiritual will of the body? And the destructive light ball only contains a part of the will?"

"Isn't this right?"

"Although I haven't comprehended the light ball yet, in my opinion, shouldn't the more spiritual will a tennis ball contains, the stronger it is?"

Duke was still completely confused by the detailed explanation of Byodoin, and he even became more confused because of this explanation.

“That’s what I thought at first…”

Byodoin waved his hand and rejected the idea, saying, "But tennis balls must always follow the law of conservation of mass. The mass and density of tennis balls have an upper limit. If the willpower output is too great, it cannot be fully integrated."

"So choosing a single will and integrating it into the tennis ball to the greatest extent possible is the essence of destroying the light ball."

"A ball of light without any impurities, all with the same will, will be able to display incredible destructive power!"

Having said this, Byodoin paused for a moment.

He took a deep look at Hinata Rin in the field.

After a long time.

He continued worriedly, "But... although I said it simply, there is actually a threshold that even most geniuses cannot cross!"

"threshold?"

"Yes, although it is a fusion of wills, it also involves the realm of [momentum]."

“There are many kinds of momentum, both innate and acquired. Talented players can find all kinds of momentum and use them in tennis.”

"Whether it's the huge dark ball of Hinata Rin or the hope of inheriting the legacy shown by Tokugawa, they are all a kind of momentum."

"but!"

As Byodoin spoke, his eyes fixed: "Those are just acquired power, not the real power deep in your heart!"

"My destruction is my true power!"

"As for Tokugawa's real power, in my opinion, it is probably related to benevolence and righteousness, and it is definitely not some so-called hope."

"As for Hinata Rin's true power..."

“I still don’t see it.”

The real power?!

Nature and nurture?!

After listening to these vague words, Duke finally understood!

Different from the simple use of willpower by ordinary light balls.

A higher level ball of light.

It even requires the user himself to find the will that suits his own natural momentum!

The most basic!

You must first clearly see your own heart, the threshold is really too high!

but...

Then again.

As for the destructive light ball, its destructive power is slightly higher than that of an ordinary light ball. Is it really necessary to go to great lengths for it?

Wouldn't it be easier to just skip this light ball and develop a giant one?

Moreover, the giant light ball is far superior to the destructive light ball in terms of both performance and destructive power!

If you insist on finding your own momentum, you will definitely get deeper and deeper into trouble, which is a waste of your tennis talent.

"..."

“This is the foundation.”

As if seeing through Duke's little thoughts, Byodoin couldn't help but speak again, "If the foundation is not laid well, it will be impossible to reach the ultimate of light hitting!"

"Bang--"

"Buzz--"

Suddenly!

Just as he was about to continue chatting, Byodoin suddenly froze. Looking at the imposing figure in the room, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up wildly! !

at last!

Hinata Rin also embarked on the same batting path as him!

......

......

On the court.

Amadeus' heart pounded. Facing this sudden aura, he smelled a strong scent of death!

This new ball of light.

It is more dazzling than any previous light ball!

even.

Under the physiological protection mechanism, he instinctively avoided looking into the eyes of the golden tennis ball!

"Varied..."

"What?! That guy actually succeeded? He transformed on the court? With such tennis talent, he's like a gift from God!"

“Swoosh—”

“Swoosh—”

It was just the sharp sound of the tennis ball breaking through the air.

Amadeus was horrified to find that he had a brief tinnitus in his ears!

"The prototype of the sword's will!"

at the same time.

In an inconspicuous position in the audience, the mysterious man in sunglasses suddenly stood up from his seat, his mouth wide open, his face full of disbelief.

and many more!

wrong!

This is not the intention of a sword, but a kind of intention that resembles the intention of a sword.

In addition to the unyielding determination to move forward.

Is there a real sense of invincibility?

Is this China's...

Sword intent? !

Although the Japanese people at home are reluctant to admit it, Nanjiro, who has mastered the [Endless Sword Intent], knows very well that sword intent is definitely a higher realm that is more profound and grander than his Bushido!

"The power..."

"With the sword intention, it turns out that as long as it is Hinata Rin's main competition, I can't miss even one game!"

"With such talent and tennis skills, our good-for-nothing brat is actually clamoring to defeat the opponent every day? Living in the same era as Hinata Rin, Ryoma can only be a background board for the other party."

"and."

"Hinata Rin actually integrated the sword spirit into the rubbish tennis style of the light ball! This is a complete waste of talent!"

Suppressing his inner shock, Nanjiro felt a surge of indignation.

Who plays with a light ball like this?

Make a name for yourself with a light ball?

Hinata Rin is completely taking the light ball to a level that does not belong to the light ball at all!

"but."

"It makes sense. With only the rudiments of sword intent but no moves that match the direction of kendo, it can only be integrated into the light ball."

Touching his chin, Nanjiro thought about it and felt that it made sense.

This is just like a genius who has great tennis talents. If you don't teach him tennis skills and give him a racket, then even if he has great talent, he will have no place to use it.

"Oh!"

"Game, Hinata Rin scores, 15-0!"

At this time.

The referee's voice announcing the score rang out, bringing the audience back to their senses.

......

......

On the court.

Amadeus's face was pale, his eyes were empty, and a chill surged from the soles of his feet all the way up to his heart, sweeping over his whole body!

Face that ball of light.

He seemed to see a glimpse of the true appearance of the god of death!

"pat..."

"pat..."

The tennis ball fell to the ground.

Amadeus turned his head with difficulty, and there, on the wall behind him, a long and narrow gap appeared!

!!!

What kind of destructive effect is this?!

After the tennis ball penetrates the wall, the force radiating to both sides becomes weaker and weaker?

but!

Getting sharper too?

It's like being hit hard by a sharp machete?

"How...how did you do that?"

This time.

Even though Amadeus was a professional player who had seen all kinds of tennis styles, his cerebellum couldn't stop shrinking.

"How?"

"It's very simple..."

"It's about putting your will into tennis and then hitting it out."

Putting away the racket, Hinata Rin recalled her condition just now and explained seriously.