This was the anti-theft badge.
It was as if his whole body was soaked in warm water, and negative states such as fatigue seemed to have disappeared.
Prince Ren held the racket.
He felt that he could even hit the ball as a home run.
Even his mind was much clearer.
The construction of the court model, which was originally somewhat difficult, appeared completely in his mind at this time.
It was like a 3D holographic model. He could change the shape and position with a turn of his mind.
It allowed him to control the entire court to a terrifying degree.
He looked at Yukimura opposite him.
The human figure seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blue light.
A few more lines were drawn, like an online game, showing the values of various positions.
Speed.
Strength.
Physical fitness.
Mental strength.
Skill.
Speed 5. Strength 4.
Physical fitness 4.
Mental strength 4.
Technique 6. What does this mean?
Is it a score?
What's the full score?
10 points?
Prince Ren didn't have time to think too deeply.
He had been delayed for a while, and if he didn't serve, it would be a serve error.
So he squeezed the tennis ball in his hand, threw it up, and hit the ball.
A series of numbers flashed through his mind the moment he swung the racket.
Including the height of the ball thrown by him, and the angle of the racket, how much spin could be added to the ball.
He originally planned to use an ordinary high-speed serve to start the game, but when he calculated a series of values, he unconsciously vibrated his wrist slightly.
The slight vibration was transmitted to the racket, and the tennis ball circled around the upper middle part of the racket when it touched the racket.
The tennis ball left the racket.
This was an outside spin serve.
Prince Ren immediately got the answer through judgment.
But I didn't plan to play an outside spin serve?!
"Good serve." Yukimura ran to catch the ball.
He raised the corner of his mouth as he returned, "It seems that you can already control the realm of selflessness."
… What the hell?
The realm of selflessness?!
Prince Ren blinked.
Is this the realm of selflessness?
He looked down and could see the spiritual power covering his body.
In his eyes, it was just spiritual power.
There was a little light, but spiritual power was light and had other forms.
And what he saw, such as the halo on Yukimura's head, or the sword on Sanada's head, others couldn't see it.
So Yukimura can see the halo on my body?
Prince Ren recalled the Anatta State he had seen before, as well as the external characteristics and competition performances of the people who had entered the Anatta State.
So this was the Selfless State.
Prince Ren's expression didn't change when he realized what was going on.
He responded lazily and adjusted his posture when he caught the ball.
Under the effect of the spiritual energy, his strength seemed to have increased a little, and his speed was also faster than usual. It seemed that he could always maintain his maximum speed without wasting his energy.
But when he recalled the aftereffects of the Selfless State, Prince Ren kept his doubts and let the model in his mind turn left and right.
He was able to determine the landing point in advance, which was much faster than when he used to judge the landing point through Qi.
He could even predict where the next ball would land, because the probability was related to Yukimura's current position.
Here.
The fastest and most reliable way to get points was … 6 goals!
Prince Ren took a step back.
He put the racket behind him and swung it from bottom to top, so naturally it was an "empty cicada."
Liu's move had appeared many times in Tachikai University's practice matches. Prince Ren had seen it many times, so he more or less analyzed the principle.
But when left-handed and right-handed people played tennis, it wasn't a simple mirror image replacement that could restore the move, so he was only in the "analysis" stage.
Now the calculation speed in his mind was faster than he imagined, and the original problems were solved one by one.
The angle, the speed, and the skill of swinging the racket.
He didn't even have to think too much, just swinging the racket according to the imagination in his mind, and it was a complete "empty cicada."
What else was there?
There was also Sanada's "Wind Forest Volcano" and Bunta's "Tightrope Walk".
But some of these moves weren't suitable for the current situation, and some were useless against Yukimura.
Then what else was there?
The sixth ball.
Prince Ren finally stood in the ideal position in his imagination.
The tennis ball flew diagonally towards his waist, and he retracted his arm and placed it by his side, the racket naturally extended horizontally.
His wrists and elbows relaxed and maintained a certain tension. Prince Ren guided his arm and completed the move he had thought of and tried the most many times.
The Zero Chop Shot.
The tennis ball with added spin brushed past the net at a slow speed, and it fell the moment it passed, almost clinging to the net and falling to the ground.
There was no bounce.
It wasn't just the Zero Chop Shot.
It was harder to return than the Zero Chop Shot.
It was too close to the net. Even if he wanted to save the ball, once the racket touched the net, it would be a foul.
Yukimura stood in front of the net and retracted his hand.
He stretched his eyebrows and looked at Prince Ren with a new gaze, "Have you reached this level?"
It wasn't just a complete imitation, nor was it just unconsciously using various high-level moves that he had seen before. Instead, he was able to develop his own understanding and usage on the basis of those moves, completely turning them into his own use.
Prince Ren retracted his hand.
He experienced the mysterious feeling just now, then raised his head and made a provocative expression at Yukimura. He licked his lips and revealed a bit of his teeth. His expression was a bit like a beast looking for food, and his eyes were slightly narrowed.
"So, Minister, can this make you more serious?" he said.
Yukimura couldn't help but laugh, "Yes."
"I also feel a sense of accomplishment to be able to make you put in so much effort to show your strength," he said.
Prince Ren was stunned after hearing this. He unconsciously withdrew his expression and puffed up his cheeks into a bun face.
I'm so angry, I'm not here to play an exhibition game for you!
"How long can you maintain this state?" Yukimura asked, "Do you know?"
Prince Ren adjusted the way he held the racket.
He felt the spiritual power flowing in his body and could come to a conclusion that was not too optimistic.
He had already gone to Motonaru today. Although he still did not forge his own sword, nor was he asked to give it to the injured swordsmen. He only flipped through the financial report in Motonaru, but the spiritual power that maintained Motonaru's operation had already been extracted.
With the remaining spiritual power, how long could he maintain his current state?
Thirteen minutes and twenty-six seconds.
Prince Ren came to a conclusion.
It was not enough for a game.
But …
"I won't let you continue to be so skillful."
Prince Ren re-adjusted his posture, "I really can't hold on for too long, so let's not chat."
Yukimura laughed.
Thirteen minutes and twenty-six seconds.
Prince Ren really used his full strength in thirteen minutes and twenty-six seconds.
In the state of spiritual power, his calculation ability not only doubled, it could almost be said that he was a human-shaped self-driving computer.
At the same time, his physical condition had also been improved to the maximum.
His skills, which were originally his strengths, had been improved to an incredible extent. Whether it was the Zero Chop Ball or the Empty Cicada, he could use them freely.
And spiritual power. Spiritual power was the part that troubled Yukimura.
Sometimes, he even felt that the person standing on the opposite side of the court was not Prince Ren, but someone else, Tezuka, or Liu.
When Prince Ren used the "Waltz of Annihilation", he even felt that the person who jumped up was the blonde Radical 145!
Was this the deception of the eyes on perception?
Yukimura thought of the move he had been developing recently.
Based on his exquisite skills and spiritual power, through hitting the ball to mislead and finally drag the opponent into a spiritual illusory world.
He named this technique "Dreamland".
And Prince Ren's move …
Yukimura narrowed his eyes.
He also became serious.
At five minutes, he took off his jacket.
Or rather, he did not take the initiative to take it off, but Prince Ren, who had long disliked the jacket, hit it with the ball.
Sanada's "Fire-like Invasion" was still a little difficult for him, not in terms of skills, but in terms of strength, the gap between Sanada and him was too big.
But with the enhancement of spiritual power, the level of his "Fire-like Invasion" was not much lower than Sanada's.
Even if it was not an obstacle to Yukimura, he just wanted to take off his jacket!
Yukimura, who did not expect Prince Ren to work so hard to use the "Fire-like Invasion", was speechless.
He looked at the jacket on the ground and shook his head helplessly. "You played like this just for my jacket?
You could have taken this ball. "
Prince Ren, who had lost a point, straightened his back indifferently and prepared to change the court. "Puri ~"
Yukimura glanced at Prince Ren, folded his jacket twice, and put it outside the court.
Perhaps the jacket really was a switch, because when he returned to the court, his entire aura was different.
Prince Ren's spiritual power, which covered the entire court, also noticed the change in Yukimura's spiritual power.
It was more aggressive and more explosive.
He did not feel afraid. Instead, he was satisfied and eager to try.
Could he finally see Yukimura's trump card?
To be honest, he had already begun to doubt his dream.
Yukimura was sick?
What kind of joke was this? How could Yukimura be sick?!
If this was called sick, then he, who had used all his strength, was really weak in comparison.
Prince Ren would not admit that he was weak.
But when he could finally see Yukimura's trump card, he began to feel nervous.
Beep beep beep beep beep.
In his eyes, the blue line that had been covering Yukimura's body flashed twice, and the value next to it began to jump.
The value of speed and strength began to have decimal points. It was not very stable, and it increased by one to three decimal points on the original basis.
And the value of spiritual power went straight up, all the way to 4.5, almost to 5, and finally stabilized at 4.5.
And he saw that Yukimura's body was also shining.
It was the light of the Anatta State.
But it was not the same as his own spiritual power flow.
His own spiritual power source was in the body's dantian, and he could indeed control the flow of every ray of light.
Yukimura's Anatta State was not so much spiritual power, but a qualitative change of "Qi" that one would definitely possess when one's strength reached a certain level.
It came from within the body, but there was no fixed source.
Vaguely, King Ren had some kind of understanding.
Before he could think further, Yukimura, who had fulfilled his wish to "hurry up", had already started to serve.
Dong!
Dong!
Dong!
It was not that he could not see clearly, nor was it that he could not catch up, nor was it that he could not counterattack.
But before he could move, Yukimura, who finally began to show his power, suddenly exerted his spiritual power on him.