Wang Wang's dream color

An arc of light that burned the eyeballs passed by!

It pierced through countless paths without stopping, and wherever it went, the coquettish flower tendrils were tightly wrapped around the pierced figures...

In just one breath, the sharp sword that was shining with strange light has already involved the continuously extending and winding branches, and it has plunged into the figure that is hidden behind countless paths!

Pulling the flower vines that started to bloom layer upon layer, the moment of piercing was a heavy blow!

All these changes happened in a very short moment, Bai was stabbed by the sharp sword that pierced through the air, and the smile on his face faded slightly.

He lowered his head and looked at the slender sword that sank into his body. The extremely beautiful sharp blade was very similar to the thin sword he swung to cut off the flower buds just now...

Pursing the corners of his mouth, Bai was fixed by the sword, and could only watch the flower vines blooming everywhere slowly spread and devour a large area of ​​himself, and a coquettish blood color bloomed on those pure white light spots. flowers...

Blood-like colors spread across the stage, blooming a silent and dangerously beautiful scene.

Bai Ding stayed where he was, silently watching the large expanses of blood-colored flowers bloom, although the smile on his face was slightly restrained, but deep in his eyes, there was still a waveless calm.

Also standing silently, she who seems to have the upper hand at this moment is actually hard to calm down...

There were more and more serious turbulent buzzing lingering in her ears, which aroused the blood in her heart to surge, and there were more and more chaotic fragments in her mind, bringing about tearing pain.

She looked at Bai who was standing quietly opposite with a smile on his face, and the darkness in her eyes was getting deeper and deeper.

He shook hands a little out of control, pierced through Bai's sharp sword and sank three points, and nailed it straight down to the ground obliquely, taking a step back with Bai unable to stop.

Moist... The dark memory rolled and filled her with an aura that she hated deeply, and her consciousness was vaguely slackened in the severe pain.

The flame behind her has slowly attached to her back, and there is another tingling sensation from the burning, as if some violent and disordered forces are tearing and struggling to rush out of her body...

The buzzing sound beside her ears vibrated, reaching her heart and lungs.

"puff!"

She couldn't help but bent over, spat out a mouthful of blood...

A clump of flower tendrils condensed out, supporting her body that was almost half-kneeling.

In the mist, an unknown force pulled her slightly limp body upwards... what is it...

Being pierced by the long sword inserted into the table, Bai maintained a slightly half-kneeling posture, looking at the pair of faintly absent-minded pupils on the opposite side, the thick fog visible to the naked eye poured out from the flame that was tightly attached to her back... .

As if finally breaking through the long-term restraint, an extremely terrifying force rushed out of the paper-white girl's body in Bai's eyes...

The huge black wings struggled to come out of her back little by little... and spread out extremely freely.

The surging black fire surged around her, and clusters of condensed and charming figures flashed in it... The ghost-like horns sounded like a hymn, like thousands of ghosts trapped in the fire and tormenting all the time Crying here and there...

Her ears were already filled with the horrific crying sound, but strangely, she felt much better, and the lingering humming sound seemed to be weakening...

On the opposite side, her complexion improved a little bit, Bai looked at the long sword pierced into his lower abdomen, which was now a little more solid, and finally a little more interest and... dignified in his eyes.

He could even feel the terrible suction on the rapier like a blood-sucking leech, greedily sucking the pure white power hidden deep in his body...

Every time it devoured, the flower vines on the sword body became more coquettish and brighter.

Echizen, who had been silently watching the field, looked at the scene on the field as if he had fallen into a freeze, blinked, and a picture he had never seen before appeared in his eyes...

Looking intently, strands of pure white light spots converged into a mist... bit by bit with great reluctance, as if being pulled in the direction of Sakura by an invisible and invisible force.

And as the white mist got closer and even penetrated into Sakura Nao's body, the huge black wings that were consolidating and expanding were gradually condensed and derived, as if they had been snatched from the white that was pierced by the sword. ...extra boost.

Echizen stared intently at the pure white river of mist that had never appeared in his eyes before, and he was sure that most of the people around him hadn't seen that miraculous sight... Could it be that... is it something ordinary people can't see? ...

"For players, the most important watershed in their tennis career is whether the ball is produced or not. Only when the ball is condensed can there be a possibility of field formation and the possibility of becoming a strong player."

And Chu Ming, who was also watching the scene on the field, was naturally not the majority of people in Echizen's speculation. He looked at the pure white mist that was slowly being transferred, and glanced at Shan Ze, who was still confused, from the corner of his eye. He opened his mouth softly, his eyes sparkling with gold.

"But the generation of the ball is not their only pursuit, and there is not only this watershed on the road to becoming the strongest."

"Everyone's ball posture has its own unique characteristics as a blessing, which is almost constant, but on this basis, the ball posture will evolve."

"The higher-level momentum overwhelms the lower-level momentum, the winner is king, and the loser perishes."

The cold light was fleeting, and seeing the girl standing on the court supported by the flowers and vines, her complexion improved under the nourishment of the pure white light mist, but her expression became more illusory, Chu Ming rubbed her upper and lower lips.

"As far as the actual situation in the current tennis world is concerned, the evolution of ball power explored is divided into three levels, and each level has three stages. The ball power at the first level is the power. stage."

"In this level, the characteristics of the ball potential are gradually fixed and strengthened, and the role of blessing is highlighted in the battle, just like the 'memory' you encountered and your own 'guardian' are the characteristics of each potential. "

"You just condensed your momentum today, so you are naturally in the stage of condensing the momentum. Do you remember what I told you about the strength of the potential? It is tangible and invisible? It is actually the difference between the strengthening and evolution of the potential."

"Most of the initial spheres that are condensed have a fixed and unique form, but as you deepen your understanding, you will enter the stage of transformation."

"At this stage, you will become more familiar with the momentum, and then transform into more unstable forms as you fight. At this time, you will think that you have entered the stage of transforming into a stronger invisible momentum."

Seeing Shanze's ignorant expression, Chu Ming paused, pointing to the two people who were caught in a subtle conflict on the field.

"For example, the postures of the two of them all have changes in human form, flame, light and mist, or sword and flower tendrils, which means that they have at least entered the stage of transformation."

"From this stage on, Shi is no longer rigidly bound to a certain fixed form, but has turned into a free-flowing form."

After being swallowed by the rapier, the pure white mist gushing out of Bai's body slowly flowed in the direction of her opposite, and the struggling and stretched wings trembled slightly... Pulling the screams of the ghosts around her Falling into the blur of ink surging.

Chu Ming looked at this scene, slightly stupefied, but Shanze asked curiously in his ears.

"Swallowing... so what? What stage is that Ryuzaki Sakura at now? Transformation?"

"Entering the engulfing stage, the duel will rise to a confrontation between potential and potential. If the level is higher than the opponent or the characteristics can just suppress the opponent, then the high-level potential will swallow the low-level potential."

"If you lose momentum, your career as a player will basically come to an end."

As if remembering something, Chu Ming paused for a moment before slowly continuing.

"She...is not just a transformation. What was interrupted by Bai should be her final process from transformation to devouring stage...she is now in an unstable devouring stage."

His eyes were fixed on the dark shadows surrounding the girl in the field, and the eyes behind Chu Ming's glasses shone with a sharp color, with a hint of obscurity.

"Can you see the characteristics of her momentum?"

Compared to asking her, this sentence is more like Chu Ming's self-talk.

Shan Ze looked at the side faces of the people around him who seemed to be in deep thought again, bit his lips, and looked back at the field.

His eyes were also fixed on the ghost figure burning in the endless black fire beside that slender figure, and he stopped tapping the handle of the seat while sitting in the darkness.

In his eyes, he could clearly see another new faint ghost image emerging from the black fire, and as the momentum in Bai's body slowly passed towards her, that ghost image also solidified little by little...

No one knows better than him what those ghostly ghosts are... The power hidden in that petite body is extremely alluring and terrifying to many people.

Locked in that black fire are all her nightmares, as well as incomparable power... the gifts of all kinds of demons.

Devouring the opponent's shi is nothing more than assimilating the opponent's shi into one's own unique shi for ordinary golfers.But as far as she is concerned, her unique ball power will copy and seize the opponent's power while devouring it, including the powerful characteristics of various colors in that ball power.

Every time a position is seized, there will be an accompanying evil spirit derived, which cannot be avoided, and accompanied by all the negative emotions produced by the opponent in the process of comprehending the ball position...

The empathetic pain she needs to bear...often like the tide and the sea, crying and crying all over the sky.

That is the price of unleashing the power bestowed by the devil that cannot be shaken off for life.

If she indulges in it for a long time and cannot control herself, and completely allows her power to vent, then... her normal emotions will only become weaker and weaker... until it is completely lost.

At that time, she will definitely repeat the same mistakes, repeat the mistakes he doesn't want to see again.

Thoughts were drifting, his eyes were fixed on the dozens of faintly emerging ghosts in the black fire, and after a long while, a helpless sigh escaped from his slightly tightened lips and teeth.

And just when everyone on the sidelines had different thoughts, the scene on the field also took a sharp turn again.

Just like what someone saw off the court, Bai could clearly see that the energy in his body that had been warmed for a long time was leaking out reluctantly and uncontrollably, and even the core part that condensed his characteristics could feel a little bit of it. flutter.

There was finally a hint of surprise in his eyes. For this unheard-of incident, Bai finally made a movement at the moment when the pair of wings on the opposite side were about to be fully extended.

He raised his hand and held the long sword that pierced and fixed his body...

"..."

For the first time, it was not in the form of a potential...

He opened his mouth.

The author has something to say: Hee hee hee, I originally wanted to code a little more these two days.But a classmate I haven't seen for a long time suddenly came to see me, and I stayed with me for two days... playing with me □□~ I didn't take care of the update, and just signed a chapter as soon as I sent it away.

The setting is foreshadowing, and the stalks of the past are slowly being revealed. The plot should be more compact in the future, and I am ready to let myself go.

After thinking about it, the update time is tentatively set as the basis for three-day updates, weekends and holidays, and will be uploaded when there is free time.

Little angels, collect more and give more opinions~ Meme~