Tennis: A Rough Start Byodoin Hoo

"See for yourselves, the horror of the Second Bullet.

In the field, Kamidai Aoi put his left hand behind his back and held the racquet with his right hand like a knife.

He hit the flying tennis ball.

"Third Angel, Emperor Keke, One Bullet, Continuous Fire!"

The tennis ball was still flying in the air, but Bob Marx on the opposite side suddenly hit him in the face.

This wasn't over yet, Kamidai Cang held the racket in one hand and continued to wave it, and gradually accelerated the speed, dancing into a phantom in the air.

In the eyes of the audience, Kamidai Aoi looked like he had dozens of arms swinging the racket at the same time.

In the air, the tennis ball flew extremely slowly.

But Bob Marx seemed to be possessed, frantically hitting every corner of his body with his racquet.

The attack was extremely ruthless.

Bob Marx himself was rough-skinned and fleshy, and it would take several hits with the racquet to make a spot bleed.

Then he moved to another place to smash it.

"What's wrong with that guy from Team USA? Is he crazy? Why did he suddenly self-mutilate?"

"Hey~ I'm bleeding from the blow. Is there something mentally wrong with "870"?"

"I felt from the very beginning that this Chinese team was not normal. As soon as they came on the field, they started roaring like an orangutan in heat.

"Aren't the officials going to stop this?"

Someone close to me explained:

"The ball has not yet hit the ground. Before the ball is played, the officials cannot intervene to interrupt the game without permission.

In the waiting room of the Chinese team.

Two people who have not yet appeared, Kevin Smith and Andrew Iglidev are watching the game on the court through TV.

Andrew: "Did Bob suddenly become manic? I heard from the boss before that Bob has mild mania, and he may do some incomprehensible things after the onset."

Kevin Smith used his remote control to pause the page, then zoomed in on Bob Marx's face.

"Probably not. Did you see that the expression on Bob's face was very frightened? This is not the look that mania should have. Obviously he doesn't know why he suddenly self-harmed. w

After Kaibin finished speaking, there was another silence in the room.

Teammates like them know Bob's strength best. To put it bluntly, if they want to fight Bob, they have to use various tricky angles to prevent Bob from showing his strength, and then use their skills to win.

However, the guy from Japan's team, who didn't look like a power player at all, actually hit Bob's most powerful sprint ball back from the front.

Moreover, the huge white light ball that penetrated the wall with that move, even through the screen, they still felt the terrifying power of this ball.

This put a pressure on their hearts.

Especially Kempin Smith, he came to Japan with only one purpose this time, and that was to truly defeat Echizen Ryoma to prove that he and his father were not the same person.

However, the emergence of this competition system inherently determines that it will be difficult for him and Echizen Ryoma to compete on the same starting line.

In the field.

As Kamidai Aoi's swings became faster and faster, Bob's self-mutilation became more and more intense.

The huge force prompted his body to retreat continuously, and Kamidai Cang followed his footsteps and moved forward.

Bob Marx kept retreating until his back was against the wall, unable to retreat.

And Kamishiro Ao finally stopped in front of the net.

The racquet he was waving in his hand could no longer even be seen.

Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap

Bob's racket hit his body like raindrops. There were wounds everywhere on his body, and blood was flowing gurglingly.

Even his consciousness began to gradually blur, and only his right hand was still holding the racquet tightly.

Whenever his body was about to slide off the wall, he would give himself a hard blow with the racquet in his hand and forcefully lift himself up.

Now, no matter how stupid the audience is, they all know that Bob Marx's sudden self-mutilation is definitely related to Kamishiro Aoi.

The referee looked at the strange two people on the field and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Because the tennis ball knocked out by Kamidai Aoi was still flying in the air, but the speed was surprisingly slow.

Genichiro Sanada tightly grasped the guardrail of the player area with both hands and stretched his neck out, as if this would allow him to see more clearly.

But in fact, nothing can be seen.

Atobe crossed his legs, sat on the chair with his eyes closed, and tapped the armrests of the chair with his fingers.

He didn't care at all about what was happening in the field.

Genichiro Sanada: "Hey, Atobe, what the hell is going on?"

Atobe put a finger to his mouth.

"Shh, Sanada, your eyes can be deceiving. At this time, it would be better to listen."

Sanada was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what Atobe meant.

But I still followed Atobe's example and closed my eyes.

Pah (bang bang) pah (bang) pah (bang) pah (bang)

Sanada suddenly opened his eyes and looked in shock at Kamishiro Ao, who was still swinging on the court.

This...how on earth is this done?

A subtle smile appeared on Atobe's lips.

"It seems you have heard it, Ang?"

Genichiro Sanada nodded solemnly.

Yanagi Renji, who was confused, saw the two of them playing riddles in front of him, and imitated the two of them and listened for a while. Unfortunately, he didn't hear anything, so he had to ask:

"Sanada, what did you hear?"

Genichiro Sanada: "The sound of a racquet hitting a tennis ball, and the sound of a tennis ball hitting a racquet."

Yanagi Renji frowned and glanced at the tennis ball that was still flying.

"What are you talking about? The tennis ball is still flying in the air. Where did the tennis ball hit the racquet..."

When talking about the latter, Yanagi Renji's voice gradually became quieter, and then he lay on the railing like Genichiro Sanada, looking at the two people in the field...

The pupils shrank suddenly.

He noticed something unusual.

Bob Marx's self-mutilation action is so weird.

The tightness of his muscles was completely inconsistent with his movements.

In other words, those self-mutilating actions were not his own initiative at all.

Every time Kamidai Aoi swung his bat, Bob Marx would mutilate himself.

Kamidai Aoi would speed up his swing, and Bob Marx would speed up his self-mutilation.

It's like a puppet on strings, lift it and move it.

A bold idea appeared in Yanagi Renji's mind, an idea that was incredible just thinking about it.

"Kamidai Aoi, did you use tennis balls to change Bob Marx's swing?"

Atobe nodded.

"You guessed it right, Cang did hit Bob Marx's racquet with the tennis ball, forcing the racket in his hand to hit his body, and the tennis ball bounced back again after hitting Bob Marx's racquet, Let Cang fight back a second time."

“Every time Bob Marx inflicted a self-inflicted wound was a tennis ball hitting his racquet.

Genichiro Sanada hugged his chest, thought for a while and then said:

"Is that tennis ball in the sky flying so slowly because of the Ichino Bomb? Kamishiro Ao had used it before in the match with Tezuka Kunimitsu, and the ball was just a fake phantom.

"But Bob Marx only needs to move his body casually to get out of this state, right? Even if one shot can accelerate the tennis ball to the limit, at this small interval between Kamidai Aoi's racquet, Bob Marx slightly changes his posture and It’s not difficult.”

Why do they think what Kamishiro Aoi is doing now is so incredible?

It was because this matter was so difficult. Not only did he have to change the direction of the opponent's racket through the tennis ball, but he also had to make the tennis ball bounce back to him accurately. More importantly, Kamidai Aoi played hundreds of balls in succession.

This level of difficulty, to put it bluntly, is enough to apply for the Guinness World Records, and it is still the kind that can be used on the 2800th street in the world.

Therefore, even if Bob Marx only makes a small movement, such as slightly changing the posture of holding the racket, he can replace Cang's combo.

Now Bob Marx was beaten unconscious, but at the beginning, Bob Marx was still conscious.

Atobe changed his legs and looked at Genichiro Sanada who was thinking hard.

"This brings us back to our original question, Sanada, I just said that the second bomb is an ordinary return ball, but I never said that the second bomb has no effect.

Genichiro Sanada was shocked.

"Sanada, have you heard of the theory of relativity?"

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