Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 122 The ghost way that even Atobe can't fight back
"Eighth of Binding Dao Rebuke?" Chewing on the name repeatedly, Gan fell into deep thought: "I remember that this ball technique was used before the Age of Gods, it was used to counteract the rotation, and it played more of a defensive role, but now, he will Repulsion is used for offense, and airflow is attached around the tennis ball, and when the opponent hits back, the airflow brought up and the airflow around the tennis ball will converge, which will produce a principle similar to the same-sex repulsion of a magnet, making the tennis ball avoid the racket."

"Then isn't this an invincible skill?" Kikumaru couldn't help being surprised.

Shake your head dry.

"Theoretically, the influence of the airflow is limited. As long as you adjust the racket within the influence range, you can hit back. Don't forget, this is only the No. [-] tie."

It can be seen from past games that the higher the number of ghosts of Shendailan, the greater the power.

To him, No. [-] Bindao is obviously just a small skill for playing.

"But No. 60 Fudao has already been able to score at the national level. According to my analysis, his current breakthrough is at least No. [-]." Qian's dignified words made Qingxue's atmosphere a little frozen.

If possible, no one wants to directly confront Shendailan.

Fuji Zhouzhu couldn't help feeling a little powerless.

After the defeat, he was eager to win, so he trained crazily, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds, but at the same time he could more deeply understand the gap between himself and Shendailan.

Shendailan, who played with him back then, couldn't even count as playing.

"Did the ball turn?" A dubious voice also sounded from the stands.

Most of the audience didn't have a deep understanding of tennis, so they didn't see why. They only knew that Atobe was fast and Jindai Lan was very accurate.

Then Atobe swung an empty racket, which is not like a mistake that a national-level master would make.

"Interesting, the ball will avoid the racket. It should be said that it is you, Jindai, the opening is hell difficulty." Atobe looked at the racket, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"Shua." He tossed the ball up again and dunked it hard.

At the same time that the tennis ball was flying towards Kandai Lan, he immediately hit the net.

"Through the volley in front of the net to crack the reprimand, if I am not wrong, when the tennis ball crosses the net, the airflow carried by it will change in the second stage because of the net, so that it will appear to avoid the racket. Just passing the ball The tennis ball on the net probably hasn't completely changed its spin, and it's the best way to fight back, as expected of Atobe, who thought of a possibility after losing the ball once." Gan said in a deep voice.

As the breeze blew by, the strands of hair fluttered, and Jindai Lan's right hand swung out.

"The Eighth Rebuke of the Way of Binding."

Tennis balls fly by slowly.

Atobe never takes his eyes off the ball, the spin of the ball.Even the plush on it is clearly visible.

It seems to be an ordinary counterattack, but it actually hides a mystery.

"I saw it." Atobe's eyes widened suddenly, he jumped up slightly, held the racket with both hands, and swung hard towards the tennis ball.

This time, when the racket was approaching, the tennis ball was like a shy girl leaping lightly, narrowly avoiding the ball frame and falling into Atobe's half court.

"30-0."

"I'm absolutely not mistaken, this tennis ball will avoid the racket!" This time, most people saw this weird scene, and there was a heated discussion on the sidelines.

The expressions on people's faces are unbelievable, even as if they saw a ghost.

From the previous match with Qianshi, they saw the weird doll's ball skill, and now, it is another ball skill that can avoid the racket.

This Age of Gods blue is so weird.

"Have you failed again?" After losing the ball, Atobe was not depressed, but fell into deep thought.

I always feel like I've caught something.

"Try again." He returned to serving position, tossed the ball, bent his knees, jumped, and swung.

"Bindao No. [-]: Rebuke." The tennis ball flew again at the same speed and angle.

"Tat Tat Tat." Atobe strode forward, pulled his right hand away, exerted force with his left palm and waist, and swung it out suddenly.

"40-0."

There is no feedback from the racket as it collides with the tennis ball.

Atobe's palms were sweating, he subconsciously loosened the racket, and then clenched it tightly, as if this would give him more confidence to fight back.

Bingdi's cheerleaders looked at each other. Obviously, the situation was out of control, and they didn't know whether to continue cheering or not.

"Ahhh, Lord Kamdai is so handsome." Saori was a nympho on a daily basis.

"This ball is obviously not fast, but the spin applied can help the ball avoid the racket. It is really an elusive skill. The Age of God is too mysterious. He can show some new skills every time he plays."

On the side, Inoue Mamoru looked dignified.

"Perhaps for him, the national competition is just a game."

"I'm going to lose the serve game by one point, should I use that one?" Atobe frowned, wondering if he should show his hole card.

Finally decided to continue to observe.

In a tennis match, it is undoubtedly irrational to show your hole cards too early.

Although he knew that there was a big gap between himself and Shendailan, he still wanted to aim for victory.

"Bang!" Atobe once again made a good serve.

While the tennis ball was flying, Jindailan took a step forward and turned his wrist.

"boom."

It was another slow return ball, exactly the same as the previous one.

This time, Atobe calmed down and his breathing became even.

The moment the tennis ball bounced off the ground, the racket in his hand swung out.

"Tch." The air currents collided, and the tennis ball produced a strange angle change. He avoided the racket lightly, but at the same time, Atobu exerted force with his left foot, turned his ankle, and turned his body to the left. Left hand, a 360-degree turn, hit the ball back with a backhand position.

"boom."

The tennis ball raced across the net and slammed toward the baseline.

Jindai Lan smiled and remained motionless.

"Bang!" The tennis ball hit the ground and flew out of bounds.

"Out, game, 1-0, Fudomine Kodairan is leading." The referee gave the penalty after confirming it.

"Ice Emperor~~Ice Emperor~~" The Ice Emperor cheerleaders immediately sent encouragement.

Although the ball track department lost points, at least it managed to fight back.

"As expected of Atobe, it's really powerful. It took only one round to break the ban." Looking at the scorched black and obvious ball marks on the ground, Tachibana couldn't help but admire.

The landing point of the ball is less than two centimeters from the bottom line. I believe Atobu will be able to hit the ball into the bottom line next time.

"That's right, Keigo Atobe is still a little level." Chitose also nodded.

"Smart, use the first swing to deceive the airflow change of the tennis ball, then change hands, use the strong core strength of the body to twist the body, and hit the ball back. The principle is very simple, but it is very difficult to operate. Atobe's body The muscles are very strong and full." Gan couldn't help admiring.

Buttocks, belly, legs.

These three muscles are indispensable.

"Well~ I shouldn't be able to hit the ball back. It seems that I need to strengthen my training. My legs are not bad, but my buttocks need more exercise." Gan then muttered to himself.

"Senior, you need to strengthen your training." Kaitang Kaoru on the side opened his eyes wide in shock.

He is the man who knows the amount of dry training best. Since he was defeated by Echizen, the amount of dry training has increased to an unimaginable level.

Haitang worked very hard, but he knew that Qian might work harder than himself.

Qiang, who has been accumulating strength, will shock everyone one day.

Thinking of this, Kaitang Kaoru suddenly remembered a certain afternoon of fitness. When she saw that when she was doing squats, her trousers were loose and slipped off, revealing her round and plump buttocks, she blushed.

Senpai, your buttocks are already perfect.

He couldn't help but said in his heart.

In the second game, Shendailan served.

"Let me see your magnificent golf skills." Jindai Lan looked at the eye track meaningfully, threw the ball suddenly, bent his knees and jumped, and when the ball reached the highest point, he buckled the racket hard.

"Breaking the Way: 32. Flash of Yellow Fire."

The tennis ball suddenly turned into a ball of fire during its flight, leaving behind brilliant flame trails.

"Bang." The flame exploded at Atobu's feet, and ruthlessly embedded in the barbed wire behind it, and the high temperature on it squeaked.

"15, 15-0." The referee's voice couldn't stop trembling.

How can it be so fast?

Atobe swallowed hard, cold sweat running across his forehead.

"Ah Feng, the speed of this serve has surpassed your heavy cannon serve, right?"

Shishido Ryo only felt dry mouth and stammered.

"That's right, it's faster than my one-ball strike." Feng Changtaro clasped the railing tightly with both hands, his eyes shocked.

His heavy serve is considered a killer in the national competition, and his ball is so fast that even many national players may not be able to return it.

"This ball has turned into a fireball." The audience erupted.

When the illusions in the eyes of countless people are unified, that illusion is real.

They were right.

"Fireball, did the tennis ball really turn into fire?!"

The audience was dumbfounded.

In the past games, there were indeed some incredible skills, such as the five-sense control of the Son of God.

But the expressive power of this kind of ball skills is not as good as the direct and clear flames like Huang Huo Shan.

The shock brought by watching the battle is indescribable.

"Generally speaking, there is an inverse ratio between the power and speed of the serve. The faster the serve, the weaker the power above it! However, this breakthrough in the Age of Gods is different. Not only is it fast, but it is also very powerful." Gan He pointed apprehensively at the tennis ball embedded in the barbed wire, which was still warm.

"This ball is so powerful that it can be embedded in the barbed wire. Look at the field, and even left a scorched ball mark."

Everyone looked, as expected, there was a scorched round ball mark on the bottom line of the Atobe half.

"Tezuka, can you catch this serve?" Qian looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu.

"It's a bit difficult, and it will take some time to get used to it." Tezuka Kunimitsu mused.

"How can I catch it? The ball is so fast that my eyes can't catch it. I feel sour after watching it for a few seconds." Kikumaru, who has excellent dynamic vision, couldn't help but said.

"Atobe has excellent insight, which was fully reflected in last year's national competition. I think, maybe this is the purpose of the Age of Gods." Gan adjusted his glasses: "Continuously squeezing Atobe's potential makes his insight evolution."

(End of this chapter)