Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 115 Bind Dao!

"What, is this Fudo Peak's doubles? It's so weak, it's completely one-sided." Many middle school candidates looked at Yiwu and Kamio with contempt.

"It seems that Fudo Peak's doubles is not very good."

No matter what the audience said, Ibu and Kamio looked normal.

They quickly exchanged courts, picked up their tennis rackets and waited for the second round.

"As expected, only Akutsu, Kyushu Shuangxiong, and Shendailan need attention, and the strength of the others is not enough." On the ice emperor's side, Ninzu Yushi looked indifferent, adjusted his glasses, and said calmly: " Both Ibu and Kamio are at the level of the Kanto class, which is not bad, but that's it, we took the first place."

"Kamio."

"Yiwu."

Ibu and Kamio exchanged glances, without saying anything.

Takahiro Kawaji served next.

"Shua." Huadi threw the ball, tiptoed slightly, and dunked hard with his right hand.

The ball played between the two will basically score.

"game, 1-1."

"The momentary paralysis doesn't work on Huadi yet, so why deliberately apply rotation?"

The pupils on the dry heavy glasses narrowed.

"Bindao." I murmured, a cold light seemed to flash in my eyes.

Hyotei and Kamio "give way" to each other, resulting in a loss of the ball.

"15-0." The referee's voice sounded.

"Sure enough, Ice Empress and Kamio cooperate with each other to share the burden under the arms, and alternately hit back and forth topspin balls when counterattacking, so as to make the opponent's muscles atrophy and produce an instant paralysis effect. It's really impressive." Gan murmured He muttered to himself: "That kind of skill is quite scientific."

"Shua." The tennis ball crossed the net and appeared in the circle in the blink of an eye.

Bai Zhenliang, who had been silent all the time, suddenly jumped into the air, stretched his body, twisted his body like a juggler, stretched his body 360 degrees upwards, stretched his left hand straight, reached the flying tennis ball with his racket, and smashed it out.

"It must be the seven-knife style. The instant paralysis is effective. I am ashamed of Huadi. I must have absorbed a lot of unknown skills. It seems that my information will be updated." Dry eyes flickered, and he thought secretly.

On the offensive of instant paralysis, it was the Dongfeng combination that successfully won a game and tied the score.

The instant paralysis didn't take effect before Di Chonghong's intervention, and the situation of the game was instantly reversed. In Bai Zhen's view, it was Dongfeng's unsatisfactory doubles performance.

In the World Championship, not many professional players regard it as their special skill.

"Bang!" The tennis ball exploded towards Huadi amidst the explosion.

"It hasn't started yet!!" Facing the flying tennis ball, Di Chonghong jumped up low, stretched his body, exerted force on his abdomen in the air, twisted his body, turned 360, and while his head was facing upwards, the racket in his left hand was facing his body. Swing out sideways.

Obviously, I understood why my hand suddenly stiffened in a controlled way when I hit back.

"Bang." Visible airflow erupted behind the tennis ball, bringing the tennis ball to the bottom line behind the court like a cannonball.

What makes Atobe feel uneasy is that from the end of the game to the present, Jindai Lan has kept smiling, as if everything is under control.

"The arm is paralyzed at this moment." Huadi said in a daze with a dull expression.

"Huadi, it's an instant paralysis!" Bai Zhenliang's eyes froze, and he shouted in a low voice.

The racket in his hand is swung with an arc where the tennis ball must pass.

That time, it was still the Ice Empress occupying the front.

Huadi looked at his left hand blankly, then tilted his head.

"You guess the momentary paralysis will take effect later." Bingdi looked apprehensive.

"What? I know the seven-sword style?!" Echigo Ryoma, who was watching the battle, was shocked.

But on the other side of Dongfeng Peak, the atmosphere is not a little dignified.

"It's an illusion. Huadi's body lost his agility when he fought back." Yiwu Fang, Atobe frowned, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a playful arc: "It seems that Dongfeng's pair of doubles is not as strong as expected."

"You can lose too!! It's Dongfeng~~~It's Dongfeng~~~" Ju Xing led the team to fight in the arena.

"Tap Tat Tat." I ran for a few steps, with the soles of my feet on the ground, the center of gravity of my body was high, the surface of the racket was slightly upward, and my swing posture was slightly below the parallel line.

"Bang." The tennis ball exploded at Bai Zhenliang's feet like a streamer.

"Hmm." Huadi made a dull voice, his eyes were bright, and he swung the racket like a robot. The tennis racket appeared precisely on the only way of tennis. On Juli, the ultra-low-speed serve was exerted even more terrifying power And speed, instantly passed through the center line where Kamio and Byodi overlapped, and flew out of the field.

"Bang!" Di Chonghong immediately got off the net before serving the ordinary and extraordinary serve, and handed over the front to Huadi.

"Bang!" That time, Kamio chose a special serve.

"Hey, they will forget, it's not about whether you made a move." Before scoring, Di Chonghong fell back to the ground and said with a smile.

"Since the end just now, Ice Empress has been hitting topspin shots alternately. Isn't there any meaning? Wait a minute! Could it be?"

Looking at the flying ball, the corner of Kamio Mingji's mouth suddenly curled up: "The opportunity has come."

"boom."

"The ultra-low speed serve is not available yet." Xiang Riyue's heart sank, and the opponent's weakness made me feel no suffocation.

Jack knife, the two-handed backhand that takes off, that technology can make the backhand stroke less powerful, and the angle of the shot is better, but the disadvantages are also obvious, it is stable enough, and it is difficult to make mistakes.

"Huh? That's...backspin?"

When Kamio and Hyotei got entangled with Hua Yiwu for several rounds again, when the tennis ball hit, Hyotei's eyes suddenly changed.

Facing the menacing ball, Yiwu seemed to have not changed much, and still used both hands to deal with it.

It can't be seen from that round that the tacit understanding between Kamio and Ice Emperor still needs to be adjusted.

In response to Huadi was a topspin ball that flew low over the net and then went up quickly.

I hurriedly threw the ball and buckled it with my left hand.

"Crack." The tennis racket collided with the ball and hit the ball again on the center line between Hyotei and Kamio.

"Game, 2-1, Ibuka Ibubuka and Kashiwama Ryoto lead."

I saw me take a slight step back, take a deep breath, leave an afterimage in the air with the racket in my hand, and pull it out from top to bottom.

"Hey, big ghost, what is the seven-sword style move to be proud of." Ajiujin sent Youbai's mocking voice in time.

"Tat Tat Tat." Facing the flying tennis ball, Akiji Kamio retreated, exchanged positions with Xiang Hiyake, and hit a backspin ball with a heavy left hand pull.

"Ice Empress, you guys have to slow down the tempo."

In the seventh game, Di Chonghong served.

"Crack." Huadi swung the racket as usual, but at the moment when the racket was lowered, my arm was frozen in place as if it had been petrified.

"Huadi, the other side is also complicated. You can play next time, so you have to make a move." Hinata Yueren said with a smile.

Before witnessing Shendailan's weird game skills, the momentary paralysis of the game made him feel like returning to reality.

"In the subsequent games, Dongfeng has always dominated others, even Qingxue, but now, we are completely suppressed, we are ashamed to be Yiwu."

"Fourth of Binding Dao: Collapsing Wheel."
"That's juggling tennis that surpasses Kikumaru, and Yiwu's doubles is really weak." Qian murmured.

"Bad." Huadi transferred the racket to his right hand.

"Bang." The tennis ball burst out again.

"30-0."

"Bad." Birch had an expression on her face, with dead fish eyes and slightly bent knees, but even so, she still looked so small.

After some sparring, Ryoji Kashiwa took another step back, and the left-handed racket spun weirdly from top to bottom.

Instant Paralysis scored again.

"Leave it to you!!" Kamio jumped up suddenly, stepped back with his left leg, kicked the ground hard, let his body jump off the ground, and at the same time lifted his right leg, leaned back suddenly, shifted his body's center of gravity to the racket in his hand, and Apply a force that resists the strange force, pull the racket to the right with both hands, and make a backhand posture.

"Have you run out of skills? I don't have much information about Yiwu Shensi. From the current point of view, there seems to be nothing special." Gan adjusted his glasses, but his intuition told him that the game was not over yet.

"boom!"

Kamio made a super low speed serve.

"boom."

That scene made many people look puzzled.

My legs were slightly bent, and I jumped up suddenly. I stretched the racket with my left hand downwards, and the face of the racket was slightly tilted. When the ball came, the racket was buckled.

"Bang!" Huadi's right hand was not as unfamiliar as his left hand, so the counterattack was at least 20% more powerful.

"It's boring to directly use the ball skills that the opponent can't fight back to avoid the control caused by instant paralysis."

With both hands, I hit the ball suddenly and applied the force of the spin.

"30-0."

"Leave it to him, Huadi." Di Chonghong shouted in a low voice.

Hyotei and Kamio's shocked expressions made the perfect backdrop.

"That posture is?" The watching stared at the small eyes, and the tone was full of astonishment: "Ultra-low speed serve?"

"40-0."

Kamio's mastery of the jack knife is not low, he used it in a hurry, luck is wrong, that move did not make a mistake.

"Crack."

At the end of the eighth inning, Xiang Riyue served the ball.

After several rounds of sparring, Bingdi made a mistake and hit a low lob, Huadi actually quickly got off the net.

"It's wrong, Huadi on the opposite side is the best at imitating, do I still have to use my skills?" Ju said in a deep voice.

"Yiwu~~~Yiwu~~~" Yiwu's cheerleaders shouted coldly.

"40-0."

In the subsequent games, it was cool to try that serve repeatedly, but now I am facing the national-level Hua Yiwu Shen.

"Yes, that kind of skill can win the game."

"The restoration speed is very bad, it's just a super low-speed counterattack." Shendailan nodded slightly: "Huadi has no innate learning ability, and any skill can be fully mastered after only watching it a few times. The ultra-low speed serve is changed to a return version."

Subsequent developments also confirmed the accuracy of his intuition.

What's even less stressful is that Huadi on the opposite side always has a dull expression. For me, scoring a bad score will cause a slight fluctuation in my mood.

The racket in the left hand swung out suddenly, bringing up a small afterimage. At the moment when the tennis ball was printed on the racket, it was hit by a strange force, twisted and whizzed away.

"15-0."

Birch has an expression on the ground, her body maintains the next movement, her knees are bent, and she hits the ball back with a casual forehand.

Although I didn't feel a little confused in my heart, the movements of my hands stopped.

"Bad and slow speed." Hyotei and Kamio looked shocked.

(End of this chapter)