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73 Drunken and reckless, beating the fourth watch!

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This move would be explained in detail in the future. It could be considered as a special feature of Zaizen. Although it might not be close to the original character, at least it would not become a passerby. The more comments and monthly votes, the better!

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"Come on, kid."

Entering the path pointed at Zaizen Dao. Qiehara nodded and automatically retreated outside the arena. At the same time, he began to plan in his mind. He would first look at the second unique skill before deciding which one to learn.

Or perhaps, he could learn both!

"Alright."

Zaizen nodded and walked onto the court.

He looked at the entryway opposite him and took out the tennis ball from his pocket. His eyes gradually became solemn. He tossed the tennis ball lightly and made a quick serve.

The landing point was normal, but the speed was extremely fast.

"This kid is quite capable.”

Looking at the flying tennis ball, he narrowed his eyes. Zaizen's path was seen through by him. He moved his body and moved toward the tennis ball.

Ta Ta Ta!

Seeing his actions, Qiehara and Zaizen were both shocked. "Such a bloated body, but it can actually move so nimbly?”

Just as the two of them were lost in their thoughts for a few breaths, they had already caught up to the tennis ball. At the same time, he swung the racket in his right hand.

Bang!

The ball was shot in the opposite direction of Zaizen. His heart sank slightly, and he immediately activated his full power and moved toward the tennis ball.

"As expected."

Seeing Zaizen's actions, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

This kid named Zaizen had average strength, a bit like the second-year student named Shiroishi during the day. "However, compared to that person, this little brat's mental fortitude is much worse.”

When Shiroishi and Tsuga competed, their grasp of each shot was among the best in the country. Especially when he was facing the Egyptian Phoenix's attack, his calm state made even those who had entered the Dao feel shocked.

"However, this condition is just right."

The corner of his mouth twitched. If Zaizen was as calm as Shiroishi, he would not have been able to learn his unique skill.

"Little brat, watch carefully."

The voice of someone who had stepped into the Dao attracted the attention of two people. Especially Qie Yuan. He looked at the other party with a burning gaze, afraid that he would miss a detail.

Swoosh!

Looking at the incoming ball, he suddenly raised his racket.

"This is a straight line ball!"

Zaizen fixed his gaze and started running to the left.

Pa!

However, the counterattack from entering the path hit the right side of his body.

"This Zaizen!"

Qie Yuan frowned. The action of stepping into the path was not complicated. It was just a simple swing. From the angle, it was obvious that he was going to hit a corner kick. However, that guy seemed to be possessed and ran to the left.

"Um."

Zaizen was also stunned, and the actions of stepping into the path appeared in his mind again.

Turn sideways!

Waving the racket!

Hit the ball!

There was no change in the three movements. He was just attacking to the left.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, his eyes brightened.

Waving the racket!

The opponent suddenly changed the relative position of his body and the racket. The angle changed, but because he was fast, he did not notice it at all.

"Do you understand?"

Stepping into Dao smiled, but he shook his head in his heart and said,""The clearer you see this move, the harder it is for you to fight back.”

"Again!"

Zaizen said as he threw the tennis ball over.

Opposite him, after catching up with the tennis ball, the racket was raised. At the same time, his eyes gradually turned cloudy as he quickly whipped the racket.

Bang!

The tennis ball flew out. At this moment, Zaizen's eyes lit up, and he felt relieved."Right!"

This time, he was sure that he had seen it clearly.

Bang!

However, as soon as he turned to the right, the tennis ball passed through his left.

"Zaizen, what are you doing?”

Qie Yuan couldn't help but point at the tennis ball on the ground."Uncle who stepped into the Dao clearly hit the left side just now. Why did you go to the right?”

He could not understand how Zaizen, who was clearly on par with him, could make so many mistakes. Could it be that the training in the afternoon and the process of getting the wine just now had burnt this kid's brain?

"No."

Zaizen shook his head. He vaguely felt that he had grasped something. However, with Qie Yuan's interruption, he had forgotten something.

"Have you forgotten?"

Stepping into the Dao smiled again. If he had forgotten, it meant that the little brat opposite him was about to comprehend the essence.

Drunken beating!

This was the ultimate move he had comprehended many years ago when he was depressed and drowning his sorrows in alcohol.

The essence of this move was drunkenness and chaos!

If Phantom Counterattack was a skill, then Drunken Hit was a domain of intent. The irregular return of the ball was like an antelope hanging its horn, without a trace. If he could comprehend it to the extreme, it would be enough for him to gain a foothold on that vast stage.

However, the calmer one was, the harder it was to learn this move.

However, Zaizen happened to be the kind of player who was easily agitated, but his strength was relatively average and did not have any special characteristics.

This move suited him very well.

Looking at Zaizen, who was serving again, Sadako's eyes became cloudy again. He thought to himself,""I just don't know how much you can comprehend.”

Shua!

He raised his racket and his movements suddenly became sluggish. This time, just as Qiehara was about to open her mouth to remind Zaizen, she swallowed her words.

Something was wrong!

The act of stepping into the path was not as simple as he had imagined.

Draw the ball?

Short ball?

The opponent's body position and the angle of the swing allowed him to hit multiple shots at the same time. It was very easy to make mistakes just by judging from the movements.

"Fake action?"

Zaizen frowned. The act of stepping into the path was very deceptive and was obviously a fake. However, his intuition told him that this move had a hidden agenda.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, he closed his eyes.

Whoosh!

A strong impact sound was heard. This was the sound of the tennis ball rubbing against the air as it flew. The noise produced by rubbing. Judging from the sound, the tennis ball landed on the left.

"However…"

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and moved to the right.

"Oh?"

His eyes lit up. He did not expect this kid to comprehend it so quickly. On the other hand, Cut cursed in disappointment,""Idiot, it's the left. The landing point is on the left.”

Bang!

But the next moment, Zaizen's return of the ball rang out in the room.

"This…"

Qiehara was stunned. He rubbed his eyes and looked up again. The tennis ball had already been returned by Zaizen.

"Did…did I see wrongly?"

He looked at Zaizen with uncertainty, only to find that he had closed his eyes again, as if he was deep in thought.

"His return of the ball seems to have no pattern, but there are traces to follow. No, he couldn't use his eyes to see or his ears to hear!”

Zaizen seemed to have vaguely understood the crux of the matter.

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