Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 108 The acting fight is over, the god acting blue makes a move
"Today, I'm really unlucky." Qianshi's pupils were full of fear.

Shendailan in sight was like a god of death, chasing him constantly, wielding the scythe of death.

Now the score is 5-3.

He was one game away from losing the match completely, but he wanted to lose more than ever.

This is how to escape from this place.

His eyelids were drooping, and he kept the serving posture for a long time, and he didn't recover until the referee reminded him.

"Shua!" He tossed the ball and was about to jump up, but his vision suddenly went dark, and he was caught off guard and swung an empty racket.

"Faulty serve."

Qian Shi squatted down in a state of embarrassment, fumbling for the ball, his eyes full of fear.

"I can't see it, why can't I see it?!" He murmured to himself in panic, finally groped for the tennis ball on the ground, and grabbed it tremblingly.

All Jindailan could do was not let him understand that tennis is a game of luck.

"There are so few clones." With a wave of Kandai Lan's hand, the fake Qianshi immediately turned into liquid and disappeared into the air together with the doll.

"Let's start slowly." I walked into the court carrying the racket.

"Then your goal is to delay the eighth round, otherwise, you will lose." Gan brows were furrowed, and he whispered.

"Cheer up, love is still the first goal, but you can lose just like that."

At most.

At the moment when Shendailan's racket collided with the ball, Pang Xiao's strength seemed to have found a vent, and it came out vertically, engulfing the tennis ball and heading towards Qianshi.

"Whoosh!" The tennis ball was like a cannonball passing over the net, bringing up a sharp wind sound.

That's the perfect tiger cannon, even weaker than the ones I've had in the past.

I roared, clapped my hands, and frantically greeted him.

There are so few middle schools, even Lihai Xiaodu watched the battle later, and Qianshi represented Yamabuki!

"That ball is not so interesting."

"Qianshi is pure, although he is a bit stronger, but he is still wrong." That deadly Tsundere from Atobe praised him.

There is even a faint tendency to collapse.

Qianshi threw the tennis ball vigorously.The ball was thrown very low. At the lowest point, I jumped up suddenly, with the focus in my eyes like never before.

"Sure enough, the Age of Gods will end with you."

"Sengoku!" The main selection of Yamabuki Middle School hurried into the venue.

"He covered the doll's eyes." Gan noticed the movement of Jindai Lan.

"Faulty serve.

"Crack." At that time, the tennis ball fell to the ground in a hurry, rolled a few times, and stopped.

When the racket was touched, an unstoppable force struck, and the downward-spinning tennis ball directly drove Qianshi's body.

To get a point.

"The opponent is too scary. Anyway, it's not the first goal, so let's lose like that."

"Thank you for making you realize that you were so naive in the past, you will find a way to change!"

"Bang." When Qianshi's body was no more than one meter above the ground, the seemingly solid racket finally broke under the heavy load, and Qianshi also fell from the air to the ground.

"Tiger Cannon!" My arm muscles bulged, and I grabbed the tennis racket and buckled it hard.

The two adults in my mind had a fight.

I looked at Qianshi and said with a smile: "Qianshi, he is really lucky. To be able to fight against the Age of God, he must become weaker. You will look forward to fighting him seven times."

"It's horrible, I don't want to play with him." Kikumaru hid behind Dashi, fearful.

"Shua." I tossed the ball, and the direction of the ball was slightly forward. I took a step forward and bent forward before sending the ball.

Qianshi is a player like Qi who breaks through with a single kick. He can break through in one fell swoop in the game. Qianshi's problem is the current tennis style.

The last ball remains.

"This kind of ability may only be comparable to Yukimura, the son of God. Tezuka, the chances of us encountering Fudo Peak at this metropolitan conference are very high. No one has a [-]% chance of winning against the Age of Gods." To Tezuka, the words were not finished, but everyone knew the meaning.

At this time, in the eyes of everyone who is ninja, Qianshi has not sent away two points.

"Ahhhh!"

Even if Yamabuki loses, he can lose so ugly.

"Am I crazy? That ball can be caught!!" Many people in the audience were restless.

Tezuka's eyes were calm and calm, no one could see through his inner thoughts.

"Has it started? You can see it." Qianshi's chest was violently heaving like a blower.

"30-0."

"Let him see it, it's a blow that weighs like a thousand pounds."

Thinking of that, Ai Jindai removed the hand covering the doll.

"laugh."

For Seigaku's victory, he wanted Tezuka to avoid Kandairan.

"Buzz." There was the faint sound of spears hitting in the air, and the steel chariot faintly emerged, with the bones of beasts embedded in the whole body, the steel wheels were thick and strong, the wind howled past, and the red light condensed at the muzzle of the gun.

"Qianshi, what are you doing, please be serious." Several Yamabuki Zhengxuan shouted angrily.

It doesn't matter what the outcome is, whether the opponent will use this horrible skill, now I just want to smash that ball.

Finally, Qianshi's eyes became clear.

"40-0."

"Bang." As soon as the ball passed the net, it flew upside down at a slower speed and hit Qianshi's feet and bounced out. Qianshi didn't even make a tentative swing.

We can't understand Qianshi's behavior.

Qianshi threw the ball numbly, and the voices of disputes kept coming to mind.

"Breaking the Way 88 Thunder Roar Cannon."

"Kindai, he is really bad and weak. He made you understand that there is no such terrifying existence among your peers. Compared with him, maybe your talent is nothing at all." I held onto the tennis ball tightly.

The tennis ball pierced through the racket flew low into the sky and disappeared from sight.

"He's far weaker than you think."

Mentality is the most important thing for a tennis player.

"Okay." After a while, Tezuka, who cherishes words like gold, spat out a word.

That was a small project.

"Slow down and serve." Jindai Lan looked at Qianshi with an indifferent expression.

I wiped the sweat from my brow, only to find that my hands were trembling unceasingly.

Surely even he himself thought he had won, so how could it be possible to turn the tables.

The power of Extreme Love Returns made the thunder and lightning turn red, rushing up.

"15-0."

Everyone looked at it, but found that the tennis ball hadn't been completely burnt white.
"You have something to do, everyone." Qianshi climbed up with difficulty, only to find that his arms had not lost feeling, and his buttocks were hurt by the impact of lightning.

"It seems to have started." Min Yousha shook her head secretly.

"Isn't that his power? Age of Gods."

It is necessary to overthrow the current tennis and relearn new tennis.

Qianshi's pupils were occupied by red, and the thunder and lightning rushing in the air made my body not feel paralyzed.

"Huchihuchi." I panted hard, exhausted physically and mentally.

"My posture has not completely deformed, and my mentality has collapsed." Countless people shook their heads.

"boom."

"Oh, is it possible to play?" Fake Qianshi had no regrets and chose to accept it.

(End of this chapter)