Tennis: One look can subdue me, one sword can break the clothes of heaven!

Ever since he had comprehended the realm of 'Cutting Iron and Breaking Gold', the skill 'Source of Cutting Techniques' had been strengthened, and the progress of his cultivation had reached 42%.

In the past, only dozens of phantoms could be cast, but now this number can be doubled!

If many people could still crack ten phantoms from the front, then twenty phantoms would eliminate this possibility.

This number has far exceeded the limit of the human body. Unless the real ball can be found, it will be impossible to return the ball!

Even in Tezuka's domain, he couldn't return all of them unless he could control all of the phantoms to fall on the racket at the same time.

"Let me see, if you are in this disadvantageous situation, what countermeasures will you come up with?"

Oreki raised the corner of his mouth.

The racket in his hand danced out phantoms, and then, a brilliant purple light streamed down like a falling meteor!

Tezuka received more than ten phantoms, but still couldn't find the real tennis ball and lost points again.

'Game! Oreki Yu wins this round! Score 1:0! '

..........

"As expected of Oreki-san, this ball is still as beautiful and brilliant no matter how many times I watch it..."

The twinkling flying stars were reflected in Yukimura's eyes, and a look of admiration appeared on his face.

Sanada nodded and said:

"Gorgeous and powerful... this might be Oreki Yuu's tennis."

Marui Bunta couldn't help but smile and said:

"He's the only one in Japan who can play tennis with such beauty, right?"

Yanagi Renji said as he recorded the information of this skill:

"Not only that, this ball is even stronger than before. Before, he could only split into ten phantoms at most, but now there are as many as twenty. The strength has increased by 33.33%."

Jack Sangyuan couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Every time I see him making progress, I feel like I've been left behind a little bit. It really makes me feel complicated..."

.......

“Is this the legendary one of Oreki Yuu’s special moves, the Slashing Technique - Origin Flow?”

There was a look of surprise in Oshitari's eyes.

This goal was so magnificent that it was even better than Fuji Shusuke's Wind Magic Ball!

"As expected of the guy called 'Ghostly Hand', his reputation is well-deserved..."

Xiangri Yueren was also shocked by the scene before him and couldn't help but take a deep breath to calm himself.

Atobe covered his eyes and carefully observed Oreki on the court.

After a while, he chuckled and said:

"I see. Using the swiftness of his shots to perform multiple fake moves in succession is similar to the special move that Yamato Yudai from Qingxue used just now, but the technique is much more sophisticated..."

"Atobe, have you figured it out?"

Oshitari asked in surprise.

Atobe raised his chin proudly and said:

"Of course, but it may not be that easy to return the ball."

"Even you can't fight back?"

Atobe was noncommittal.

He admitted that with his current abilities, he would probably not be able to fight back.

Because by the time he realized it, the ball had already been scored.

However, being able to see it means there is hope of breaking this goal. If you can't break it today, it doesn't mean you can't break it tomorrow.

Moreover, with his observation ability, he is naturally able to resist this kind of illusion-type football skills. As long as he improves his technique, he is confident that he can overcome this skill.

"This move is probably beyond the level of a junior high school student. Tsk tsk, I wonder if Tezuka can crack it~"

.......

on the field.

After Oreki Yu won the game, he maintained his offensive and continued to score points with "Genryu".

Tezuka seemed to be actively looking for a way to crack the problem, his expression very focused.

boom!

More than twenty purple electric flashes flew out, and then began to rotate around Tezuka's body!

Tezuka carefully watched all the streams of light in front of him, and then attacked one of them.

But this time it still came to nothing.

"Game! Oreki Yu wins this round! The score is 2:0!"

"What's wrong, Tezuka, is this all you have?"

Oreki Yu raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Tezuka pushed up his glasses, looking thoughtful.

"Your shot seems to be related to kendo. It's not just about technique, but also about the power of your heart and spirit, right?"

Oreki Yu was slightly surprised.

"I didn't expect you to see this step, so, do you have a way to crack it?"

"I don't know if it will work, but I can give it a try."

"Haha...Interesting. Then you're welcome. Just come over!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Tezuka launched another slashing move.

Oreki waved the racket in his hand, and the next moment, twenty streams of light appeared again!

Tezuka's eyes narrowed immediately.

It was as if a stream of air surged up from his side, drawing all the balls in.

I saw streams of light flying automatically to Tezuka's racket one after another like a line.

After catching more than a dozen of them, Tezuka swung his racket with all his might!

boom!

There was a crisp slapping sound.

Accurate hit.

'Game! Tezuka Kunimitsu! 15:0!'

At this moment, even Oreki Yu was a little surprised.

"I see... You used a higher spin to strengthen Tezuka's territory, allowing the balls to be returned in the order you had planned. Not only did you have exquisite control, but you also understood my attack method?"

There are currently only two ways to crack his goal.

Strong observation skills, or excellent ball sense.

Yukimura used his unique sense of the ball to break this move.

But Tezuka combined the two and found his own way!

I have to say, this guy is really good!

......

boom!

'game! Tezuka Kunimitsu wins this round, score 1:2! '

Thanks to his observation skills, Tezuka managed to score a point.

But Oreki Yu was not annoyed but happy. To him, the stronger the opponent, the more it could arouse his interest.

"I underestimated you. It seems like it's time to show your real skills."

Oreki Yu's mind moved, and he closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, his black pupils had been dyed with purple light, and there seemed to be surging lightning running inside.

He took a deep breath and began to chant in his heart.

"Hiss... My heart is also shining like lightning..."

"This body is the most noble and precious body in the world, and it should hold the great power of the world. This body promises its subjects a dream, which is eternal and unchanging for thousands of generations."

"Concentrate your mind...the state of no thought!"