Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 706: The realm of breath, the weak against the strong

no doubt.

Just now when Akutsu displayed his skill [Nose Song Sandi], Dudu Obondu on the opposite side had already come up with a certain countermeasure.

It can be seen that the Free State is not unworthy of its reputation as a tennis powerhouse.

From training plans to player selection, and then to multi-faceted training, the other side has systematic and targeted learning and expansion in both the realm of selflessness, Ashura Shinto, and other fields.

Of course, this is also related to Dudu Obondu’s own strength.

He not only has rich competition experience, but also has strong on-the-spot adaptability.

Faced with an opponent with unlimited potential like Akutsu, he did not panic, but became more and more courageous as the battle went on.

See this.

"What a wacky bird that loves to flutter its wings!"

Akutsu sneered, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

He stood in the middle of the court, holding the racket in both hands, looking across with eyes as sharp as a knife.

The sunlight filtered through the high glass dome of the stadium, casting a deep shadow on the side of his face, making his already sharp eyes even more severe.

Dudu Obandu was slowly falling from mid-air, his feet lightly stepping on the ground.

The moment he landed, the rubber soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground, making a slight squeaking sound, as if even the air was vibrating with this force.

He has a thin body but well-defined muscles, and every inch of his skin seems to be filled with explosive power.

However, at this moment, the expression on his face was not relaxed - a hint of surprise that was difficult to conceal flashed across those eyes that were originally full of confidence.

A hint of chill rose in Akutsu's eyes, like the first layer of thin ice forming on the surface of a lake in winter, cold and sharp.

There was no fluctuation in his eyes, as if the powerful shot that had just disrupted the airflow was just an ordinary thing.

In fact, this is indeed the first time such a situation has occurred.

But it was obvious that this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

Thinking back to the time when he played against Beichuan, that memory seemed like it was just yesterday.

Outside the training ground at that time, the night was dark and the wind was howling, as if the whole world was cheering for their confrontation.

Kitagawa's figure is like an insurmountable mountain. Every swing of his racket is accompanied by a roar that tears through the air, and the speed of the ball is so fast that it is almost impossible to capture its trajectory.

What the other party showed was far more terrifying than Dudu Obondu, and that feeling of oppression still remains deep in Akutsu's memory.

There is no need for any of these fancy things, you can rely on your own physical fitness to break this skill with one shot.

On the other hand, although Dudu Obondu's goal interfered with him to a certain extent, how could Akutsu not consider this aspect?

Long before, he had begun to think about how to deal with the disadvantage that his own aura could be easily disturbed by others.

It’s just because Beichuan is too strong, even if there is a countermeasure, it still cannot change the result.

But now, Dudu Obondu's goal is undoubtedly the best choice to confirm Akutsu's conjecture.

His eyes became more focused, and his whole body was like a beast about to attack, accumulating endless strength in silence.

The next moment, a majestic aura instantly rushed into the sky, as surging as a volcanic eruption.

Then this breath continued to condense, turning into invisible whirlwinds, rushing and swirling around Akutsu.

The atmosphere that was originally becoming increasingly chaotic also became unbreakable with this change.

Even though the air waves were extremely terrifying and chaotic, they could not shake him at all.

At this moment, Akutsu was like a tyrant standing between heaven and earth, looking down at everything.

His figure looked particularly tall in the sunlight, as if the entire court was under his control.

"what?!"

"How can this be?"

"Use your aura to drive the movement of the air waves, and then completely make your own aura indestructible."

"This is simply the basic structure of the domain."

"Are you kidding me?"

Dudu Obandu, who had not yet landed, was the first to notice the situation.

At this moment, he was in mid-air, and his body had not yet fully regained balance due to the jump just now.

His pupils suddenly contracted and a look of shock appeared on his face.

His originally calm and composed expression had now been replaced by astonishment.

Even based on his experience, this change was too unbelievable.

It's incredible that a middle school student could make such a change in such a short period of time.

Just imagine that a player who doesn't know how to use a field suddenly uses his own aura to generate air waves to form a field. This situation is absolutely extremely rare.

What even made him feel uneasy was that, normally, no matter whether it was in the primary, intermediate or advanced fields, the amount of aura would not exceed the range that could drive the air waves.

However, at this moment, Akutsu relied directly on his own breath to move the ball to an extent of nearly half the stadium.

How much breath does this require?

Even most top professional players cannot do this.

Only those strong ones who can display the deeper aura of this stage can do it.

Let’s not talk about this for now.

As Akutsu's breath solidified, the ball that had just bounced up also hit his breath barrier heavily.

In an instant, layer upon layer of ripples spread out at a degree visible to the naked eye not far away, like ripples on the surface of a lake, eventually weakening and disappearing.

The air wave seemed to gradually wail under a sharp blade, and the scarlet breath instantly spread and swallowed it.

In just a blink of an eye, everything returned to calm.

The tennis ball, having lost all its strength, came powerlessly in front of Akutsu.

There were still some traces of red breath on its surface, as if still telling of the violent power just now.

With a defiant look at Dudu Obondu opposite him, Akutsu swung the racket in his hand vigorously.

His movements were clean and smooth, without any hesitation, just as decisive and powerful as his usual playing style.

Just like his initial serving condition, he didn't even choose to display his skills.

Looking again, the tennis ball had already fallen heavily to the ground.

At this time, Dudu Obandu also landed on the ground.

This time, his jumping ability, which he had always been proud of, became a factor that limited his defense.

As soon as he landed, he turned around and tried to catch up with the speeding tennis ball, but he was still a step too slow.

0-30!

The air in the venue seemed to freeze at this moment, with only the faint sound of the tennis ball rolling to the ground.

There was a low murmur in the audience. Some people were amazed, some were puzzled, and more people fell into a brief silence.

The sun still shone on the court, but at this moment, even the light seemed to dim a little.