PDLP Chapter 149: Finding the True Self in the Illusion, Niou and the Fox
Chapter 149: Finding the True Self in the Illusion, Niou and the Fox
While talking.
Niou Masaharu leaped up and swung the racket in his hand fiercely at the tennis ball.
boom!
Accompanied by a series of crisp collision sounds.
The tennis ball turned into a sharp arrow and shot towards the scoring area in front of the opposite net.
"Tezuka-senpai~"
“It’s quite surprising.”
"It looks like Niou-senpai did a lot of homework yesterday."
Looking at the phantom of 'Tezuka Kunimitsu' who appeared from across from Niou Masaharu, Kitagawa couldn't help but smile.
next moment.
"After the rain, the weather will be sunny, and the sunny day will lead a great march..."
At this moment.
Kitagawa, on the other hand, once again didn't move, murmuring between chuckles.
Then raise your racket arm and place it horizontally at your side.
The wind and waves around seemed to have gained vitality.
It suddenly surged.
Simultaneously.
A rich breath also emanated from Beichuan's body and then merged into the wind and waves.
In a trance.
A three-meter area suddenly appeared.
It's like the realm of gods and the world of demons.
And right now.
The tennis ball that was originally destined to roll towards the net along the ground had not moved forward more than a few centimeters.
It was as if being pulled by an invisible force.
It also seems like a mirror image played in reverse.
It got closer and closer, and then became a part of the wind and wave area, spinning around Beichuan.
After half a circle, before the racket.
Tezuka Kunimitsu's zero serve was broken by Kitagawa.
To tell the truth.
If Beichuan's field had not reached the advanced level.
It is indeed a bit tricky to face the zero serve.
After all, in the original work, the only person who successfully and technically returned a zero serve perfectly was Yukimura Seiichi, who did it with a [no-bounce half volley] at the U-17 World Cup a year after recovering from a serious illness.
In other words.
The Zero serve is really weird!
Of course, any powerful move comes at a price.
The Zero serve puts a strain on the arms.
"..."
“It can affect tennis moves without contact.”
"Abei, do you have to be so unreasonable?"
I thought I could give Beichuan a royal bomb at the beginning.
Who would have thought that Beichuan would give himself a trump card first.
"Niou-senpai."
“Everything has a price.”
"Tezuka-san's move puts a strain on his arms, while in my area, it causes excessive consumption of my own physical strength."
Looking at the fox with its fur standing on end, Beichuan grinned.
"I suddenly feel that as long as I focus on imagining you, Abei, as long as I don't run into you."
"Then it's truly invincible."
Trying hard to calm his fluctuating emotions, Niou Masaharu instantly returned to his normal self.
"not necessarily."
"That's why I support you, Niou-senpai, in trying to carve out your own path in tennis."
"It's mainly because the person you're phantoming with has different experiences, physical qualities, talents, and so on than you."
"Unless you can completely become the other person, Senior."
"Otherwise, performing the opponent's moves will definitely bring a burden far greater than the burden on the opponent when performing them."
Raising a hand and extending a finger, Beichuan smiled and shook it in denial.
In short.
A person's football skills are generally constructed according to his or her own situation and talents.
It's a tailor-made state.
When used by other people, if their fingers are one centimeter longer, their height is one centimeter shorter, their dominant hand is the opposite hand, etc., the difficulty, power, and burden of the original moves may change to a certain extent.
The most vivid example is Ochi Gekko's Mach serve.
The innate differences in height and arm span cannot be achieved by simply imitating others.
"This is really nerve-wracking~!"
Listening to Kitagawa's analysis, Niou Masaharu gradually frowned.
As the user of Nioh's Phantom, the feedback he felt was absolutely clear and straightforward.
But the benefits brought by the King's Phantom are really too great.
The difficulty of carving out your own path on this basis increases exponentially.
"I'm coming!"
Beichuan chuckled and swung the racket in his hand.
boom!
After the racket face hits the tennis ball.
In an instant.
A stream of light flashed past.
In a flash, it crossed the network port.
Crackling...
call out!
Chi Chi!
boom!
"Move like thunder!"
Amidst a series of sounds and dust.
Niou Masaharu, whose phantom became Genichirō Sanada, swung the racket with both hands like a kendo strike.
next moment.
boom!
The racket in Niou Masaharu's hand also collided with the tennis ball that was flying towards him.
All of a sudden.
Countless lightning bolts burst out from the point of contact between the two.
The deep blue instantly became the main color of the stadium.
Amidst the crackling sounds.
In a flash, the tennis ball returned.
"Niou-senpai."
"Let me remind you one last time."
"Searching for my true self amidst the illusion!"
In the gradually subsiding dust and smoke, Beichuan's figure flashed into view.
He swung the racket in his hand over his head and swung it out fiercely.
A crisp collision sound followed.
The tennis ball was instantly hit by a powerful kinetic energy and turned into a stream of light flying towards the opposite court.
The flying speed is not fast, but it suddenly turns into a falling ball during the flight.
According to conventional ball trajectory prediction, this ball will definitely bounce to the left.
Even the kind that goes straight to the corner of the baseline.
however.
As the tennis ball fell.
Just like a magic trick, the tennis ball bounced back powerfully to the right.
It can be said that the deceptiveness has reached its extreme.
Boom...boom...boom...
In a flash, the tennis ball ricocheted out of bounds.
And a clear ball mark was left on the court.
"In the midst of illusions...looking for my true self?"
Looking at the tennis ball gradually stopping, Niou Masaharu was distracted.
It was as if a light brighter than before suddenly appeared in his mind.
He longed to reach out and hold the thread in his hand.
But the moment he stretched out his hand.
The light disappeared again.
Followed by.
Countless figures seemed to appear out of thin air in his eyes.
Genichiro Sanada, Seiichi Yukimura, Renji Yanagi, Akaya Kirihara, Bunta Marui, Jackal Kuwahara, Hiroshi Yagyu, Kunimitsu Tezuka, Kitagawa...
at the same time.
In reality, Niou Masaharu seemed to be stuck in a bug, changing rapidly.
no doubt.
These were all people he had apparitioned before.
The crowd moved slowly, as if it had turned into a sea of people.
Keep walking by his side.
The whole world seemed gray and white.
In just a moment.
A bright figure flashed by.
Smart and energetic.
Niou Masaharu seemed to be completely attracted, and he kept chasing the figure against the crowd.
Until there is no one left.
That vivid figure completely caught his eye.
It is a fox, an exceptionally clever fox.
"Illusion, true self..."
I subconsciously stretched out my hand, and the fox also stretched out a front paw.
When the two come into contact.
Everything returned to reality.
But at this time, there was no one else on the court.
It was almost noon.