newbobooks Chapter 477: The field after evolution, the outrageous things that are taken for granted
Chapter 477: The field after evolution, the outrageous things that are taken for granted
Beichuan raised his head slightly, looked at the Phoenix of Byodoin Temple not far away, and spoke clearly and calmly with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Byodoin-senpai."
Then, he spoke out in a resounding voice with unquestionable firmness in his tone.
"You're still far from it now!"
After a brief pause, Beichuan murmured softly. As he spoke, his gaze slowly moved upwards, looking straight at the vast and boundless sky.
Under the azure sky, his eyes were deep and bright, with a strange light flashing in them.
In a flash, the strange light began to slowly spread from his eyes like an awakened spirit.
At first, it was like wisps of smoke, floating gently and slowly, and then the light quickly differentiated, as if it had life, spreading rapidly in all directions.
But in the blink of an eye, three rays of light, like surging waves, quickly enveloped Beichuan's whole body. At the same time, the entire tennis court was also enveloped by this strange light.
The first ray of light was bright and dazzling, revealing a resolute and strong temperament. In that soft golden light, there flickered a rock-solid faith. This was the limit of perfection [Resolute Glory].
The second ray of light, in its flickering and jumping, demonstrates the ultimate purity and simplicity. The alternation of the light on and off contains the unchanging sincerity and enthusiasm. This is the limit of perfection [the light of love].
The third ray of light is like the aura emanated by a king standing on the top of the mountain. It seems lonely and desolate, but in fact it is filled with shocking and powerful power. This is the limit of perfection [Lonely Glory].
It is no exaggeration to say that this is the first time that Beichuan has displayed the three rays of light of restraint alone.
In an instant, the power of mind, spirit and faith gently wrapped around him like a warm spring breeze, and like a reassuring hug, giving him endless strength.
In just this instant, the countless hailstones that were originally flying wildly and fiercely seemed to have encountered a powerful nemesis and quickly melted away.
First, they turned into fluttering snowflakes, floating lightly in the air, and then the snowflakes gradually melted into fine raindrops, and finally disappeared completely, as if they had never appeared in this world.
At this moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet, with only a tennis ball falling straight down from the sky. With a "bang", it landed heavily on the court, making a crisp and loud sound.
At this moment, Beichuan whispered softly: "The wind is blowing..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force with his toes and crushed the ground. The soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground violently, and the dust raised by them quickly exploded into spirals under his feet.
He drew the racket with one arm, his movements smooth and powerful, like drawing a strong bow of the full moon, full of power.
At the moment his shoulder blades relaxed, his jersey was stretched into sharp folds by his suddenly tensed back muscles, perfectly outlining his explosive figure.
at the same time.
The originally fresh and flowing air suddenly became sticky, as if being stirred by an invisible giant hand.
The grass blades that were originally scattered around the court began to swirl rapidly in a specific trajectory, as if summoned by some mysterious force.
In the blink of an eye, a faint transparent cyclone formed in the three-meter area around the young man.
The sunlight struggled to penetrate the layers of air currents, casting countless flickering and flickering spots of light under his feet, like a dream or a mysterious painting.
The tennis ball that was about to fall into the dead corner of the court seemed to be restrained by a powerful attraction. It suddenly trembled and hovered in the air, like a flying insect that accidentally hit a complex spider web and could not move.
"The field expands——"
Beichuan shouted in a low and powerful voice, his voice carrying an innate dominance, echoing for a long time in the empty stadium.
The racket frame in his hand drew a mysterious and profound arc, plowing out a twisted trajectory in the air that was clearly visible to the naked eye.
The originally chaotic airflow seemed to be cast under a spell at this moment, and instantly transformed into countless closely arranged concentric rings. Each layer of rings was rotating in the opposite direction at high speed, releasing a powerful centrifugal force.
Pulled by this powerful force, the tennis ball flew quickly towards Kitagawa.
Just as the tennis ball arrived in front of him, Beichuan shook his wrist lightly, and his movement was precise and swift, hitting the net just right to cut off the outermost air ring.
"Sunny Day March!"
Beichuan shouted loudly, his voice full of power and passion.
Following the shout, the tennis ball flew through the air at an extremely fast speed like a burning comet, leaving behind a spiral air wave, like a unique mark of its flight.
The sunlight shines on the surface of the high-speed rotating sphere, and after complex refraction, it forms seven layers of colorful halos, which are eye-catching and dazzling.
The moment the tennis ball landed, the powerful impact left a charred mark on the ground, clearly showing the powerful force it contained.
"drink!!!"
Seeing this, Byodoin Phoenix shouted unwillingly, his voice full of fighting spirit and unwillingness, trying to break the situation controlled by Kitagawa's power.
"boom!!!"
"Chichi~~~"
Two completely different sounds rang out over the stadium almost simultaneously.
Immediately afterwards, the Byodoin Phoenix was pushed off the court by the tennis ball which contained such powerful force.
For a moment, dust flew everywhere, and his hands holding the racket began to tremble slightly under the strong impact.
However, even so, there seemed to be an insurmountable gap between the tennis ball and the racket in his hand, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not easily touch it.
Off the court, Kulalaga Tasta saw this scene and couldn't help but gasp. The "hiss~" sound was particularly clear in the quiet court.
In fact, it wasn't just him. Pete Lambiel and other onlookers also had expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces.
"The light of reserve?!"
"Or three?!"
"How can this be?"
"How can one person unlock all the radiance of love, the radiance of fortitude, and the radiance of loneliness?"
Kulalaja Tasta was very emotional and exclaimed slightly in a distorted manner. His voice kept echoing in the empty stadium, expressing the shock and confusion in his heart.