Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 11 Lion Breath!

Following a difficult chant, amidst the exclamations of everyone, Shendailan's physical appearance completely changed.

Transform into a sunny boy with black hair parted in the middle and tanned skin.

"Tachibana, even if you hurt my eyes, you can't win against me."

Amidst the slightly joking voice, the figure of the sunny boy flashed past, his arms raised, and he hit the ball back.

"boom."

"15-0."

The ball fell back to Tachibana Jiping's half at a faster speed, ejected out of the field, hit the barbed wire, and then slowly slipped down.

Great speed and strength.

But it was by no means to the extent that Tachibana Yoshihei could not fight back.

However, Tachibana Jiping missed this goal, because his heart was greatly shocked.

"How is it possible? Chitose?" Tachibana Jiping's pupils vibrated, his body froze in place, even trembling a little, his face was full of disbelief.

"Brother Chitose?!" Ju Xing's shocked voice sounded at the same time.

"Why did the minister change his appearance?" The members rubbed their eyes even more, their faces blank.

In sight, the originally elegant and gentle Shendailan has completely become another person.

Both appearance and temperament are completely different from before.

"Senior, why did Lan Shendai suddenly change his appearance? Is this magic?" Zhi Saori took the camera and took a quick picture, mouth shut in surprise.

"Is this an ability similar to that of a fraudster? Nioh of Lihai University has the ability to imitate. Not only can he perfectly copy a person's appearance, but he can even master his football skills. There is also Hiroshi Wakato from Chengcheng Shonan, who has the ability to transform. They can master the opponent's skills, and even their personalities are the same." Mamoru Inoue took out his notebook and pondered.

"He read a passage before transforming, what is that?"

Mamoru Inoue has seen countless talented players, but there are only a handful of special players like Jindai Lan.

"How will Tachibana Yoshihei deal with his former partner?" Inoue Mamoru murmured.

"Chitose." Looking at "Chitose Qianli" opposite, Tachibana Jiping's eyes were in a trance.

"No, he's not Chitose, he's the Age of God!"

Then he shook his head, cleared his mind, took a deep breath and slapped the tennis ball.

"Even if he becomes Chitose, his tennis style will not change."

"Bang." Following the explosion, the tennis ball brought up a shock wave, and a violent airflow rushed towards the ground under Shendailan's feet.

"It's a good serve. It seems that you, Tachibana, have also made great progress." Kandai Lan transformed into a Chitose smile, and easily swung the ball back.

The tennis ball is immediately hit back and forth across the court at breakneck speed.

After several rounds of probing, they were roughly familiar with the attacking rhythm of both sides.

"Why is his speed and strength so much lower than Atobe's?" Tachibana frowned.

He wasn't cocky enough to think he was evenly matched.

"After he transformed into Chitose, his strength and speed changed, and"

"Position! His posture is also the same as Chitose? Could it be that he is Chitose?" Tachibana Jiping's pupils shrank, and an outrageous idea appeared in his mind.

Tachibana Jiping only felt that his brain seemed to be affected by an unknown force, and couldn't help frowning.

This caused his movements to be sluggish for a second, and he ran to the landing point in embarrassment, raised his racket vigorously, and hit the ball back.

"Tachibana, why can't you go all out? Are you afraid of me?" Shen Dailan moved his footsteps lightly, stretched his hand holding the racket, and the bulging muscles were full of beauty, and then he slammed the tennis ball hard.

"Bang." The tennis ball flew towards Tachibana Jiping with a beautiful arc.

"Don't be too complacent." Ju Jiping predicted the landing point and ran quickly. At the moment when the ball was about to hit the ground and bounce, he was already in the posture of swinging the racket.

"Shua." However, the next moment, the tennis ball rose rapidly as if being pulled by a pair of inexplicable hands, and disappeared from sight in an instant.

When it reappears next time, it has already rolled behind Tachibana Jiping.

"30-0."

"What?! Could it be that this is Shenyin? No, this is Shenyin!" Tachibana Jihei and Chitose have sparred countless times in the past, so don't be too familiar with this trick of Shenyin.

"As expected of Chitose." Tachibana Yoshihira's eyes darkened, even he himself didn't realize that he had already begun to really bring Komyo Lan into the role of Chitose.

This is the spiritual operation of Zanpakuto.

There are various Zanpakuto abilities that affect the senses and cause the brain to have illusions in the world of the god of death. This is how Lan Jindai played with Tachibana Yoshihei's consciousness.

Let him subtly regard himself as a real thousand years old.

"Why did the ball disappear? Hey, did you see that the ball disappeared?" the big-hearted Akira Kamio said in a loud voice.

Mamoru Inoue flipped through his notes, pursed his lips, and said, "That's a skill that has been played for thousands of years, Shenyin. By adding a vertical turning force perpendicular to the ground to the ball, the ball will rise extremely quickly after being hit, as if it is invisible."

"It seems that Shendailan can not only imitate a person's appearance, but also use his football skills."

I don't know whether he is stronger or weaker than Masaharu Nioh of Lihai University.

This thought flashed through Inoue Mamoru's mind.

No matter how strong Shendai Lan is, if the other main players are too weak, it will still be very difficult for Fudo Peak to qualify.

In addition to Lihai University in the Kanto area, there are Qingxue and Bingdi.

Judging from what we have seen so far, Fudo Peak still has a long way to go.

But the members inside have some talents.

Especially the blue of the age of God, what it showed was amazing.

In the battle with Atobe, he showed an unbreakable dead angle, and now there is a perfect imitation.

It is also a great blessing in life for a reporter to see so many talented players shine.

"Hey, Tachibana, even if I use one eye, you are not my opponent." Shendai Lan imitated Chitose's voice and taunted.

"It's not over yet!" Tachibana Jiping's eyes sank, he took a deep breath, and served again.

"It's too slow, Tachibana, what about your skills? Only this way can't beat me!" Shendailan hit the ball with the racket just as the ball just bounced off the ground.

"Shua." The tennis ball rose rapidly again during the flight, merged with the sunlight, and disappeared from sight.

"40-0."

"Tick tock." A few drops of sweat slipped from his forehead, and Tachibana Jihei's eyes were fixed on Chitose Chisato transformed by Kandai Lan.

In his memory, he had seriously injured Chitose with the explosive ball flurry he had just comprehended, causing the opponent's eyes to become blind.

With guilt in his heart, he deeply knew the mistakes he made, so he sealed his skills.

Now, facing "Thousands of Years and Thousands of Miles" again, he has mixed feelings in his heart.

"Damn it!" He slammed the tennis ball hard and sent it to the bottom corner.

"What's the matter, Ju, why is your batting weak, or are you still so cowardly?"

With the violent pumping, the ball flew to the bottom corner of Tachibana Yoshihira at an even faster speed.

"Speak with strength on the court, and the emotion of guilt is an insult to me!" As the voice of "Thousands of Years" rose, the tennis balls returned became heavier and faster.

"That's right, you're right." Tachibana Jiping's breath fluctuated.

"I am indeed a cowardly person. After hurting my best friend, I chose to escape." Ju Jiping stared at "Thousands of Years" with regret in his eyes.

"Then prove it to me, you have mastered this skill!" Following the explosion, the tennis ball pierced Tachibana Jiping's half court like a yellow beam.

"Game, 1-0, Shendailan leads."

"I see." Tachibana took a deep breath: "I will let you see everything I have mastered."

"Om!" Orange's body suddenly burst into a red aura of a beast.

There was a trace of fierce wildness in his eyes, like a lion locked on its target, ready to pounce at any time.

(End of this chapter)