Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 148 The audience is shocked, and the solution begins!
Hearing this, Tezuka Kunimitsu's right hand subconsciously grabbed the elbow of his left hand, frowning.

"Is the elbow starting to hurt? Impossible, Tezuka's elbow has healed!" Oishi blurted out.

"No, Tezuka's elbow won't last long." Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes, with a hint of sadness in them.

"Kindai is right, Tezuka's elbow may be about to relapse." At this time, Gan adjusted his glasses and began to explain helplessly: "Tezuka Phantom, the reverse use of Tezuka's domain, consumes far more elbows than Tezuka domain, if I'm not wrong, Tezuka has almost never used this skill after developing it, which also caused his body to not fully get used to the consumption brought by Tezuka Phantom."

"After anyone recovers from an injury, there will be a short rest period for the injury. During this period, it is not suitable for sports to stimulate the injury. But for this game, Tezuka used the Tezuka Phantom, which the body is not used to, to speed up. In addition to the elbow injury, and the zero-style serve requires more rotation, the consumption is far more than that of Tezuka Phantom, so the recurrence of old injuries is inevitable."

"Damn it, the game can't continue. If this continues, Tezuka's elbow will be destroyed." Oishi said urgently.

"This is Tezuka's choice. We have no right to intervene. He has already made the decision to scrap his elbow before the game." Gan shook his head.

On Qingxue's side, an inexplicable haze hangs over everyone's heart.

"If you can't even cherish your own body, how can you enter the World Championship?" Oni Jujiro shook his head secretly.

"Hey, his will is still very good." Irie Kanata shrugged his shoulders: "But his elbow is destined to be a drag on his life. Even if the elbow is treated this time, it will leave sequelae. His The tennis career is over."

For an athlete, the scariest thing is injury.

From Oni Jujiro and Irie Kanata's point of view, a tennis player who doesn't take care of his body will never achieve much in the future.

"Whoosh." The tennis ball flew out of bounds again under the traction of Tezuka Phantom.

"30-0."

"40-0."

After scoring two points in a row, Tezuka's expression became strained, and painful cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

His elbows were shaking uncontrollably.

He can no longer use the zero serve and can only rely on Tezuka Phantom to score.

Komyo Lan looked at this scene expressionlessly, and his eyes added a bit of indifference: "It doesn't matter even if your hands are destroyed?"

Tezuka answered Kojiro Lan with a serve.

The extreme spin on the ball made Jindailan couldn't help laughing: "You make me look like a villain by doing this."

On the one hand, it is a game of krypton life, and on the other hand, it likes to play with the opponent's will and body.

How to look.

Jindai Lan is playing the heinous villain role.

"Shua!" The moment the tennis ball flew away, it seemed to be reversed by an external force and shifted again.

"The Phantom of Tezuka, as you think, can't score points." At this moment, strange ripples suddenly appeared around the body of Jindailan.

"The Eighth Rebuke of the Way of Binding."

The tennis ball that was about to fly out of bounds seemed to be pulled by the invisible hand of God, and it landed on the field in front of Tezuka and bounced.

"It's cracked!" Tezuka's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly raised the racket. The pain from his arm made him tremble.

The response to hitting the ball was the dazzling yellow light.

"The 63 Thunder Roar Cannon of Breaking the Way."

With extreme strength and speed, the tennis ball pierced through Tezuka's half court in an instant, smashed hard on the barbed wire, and stopped after rotating and rubbing.

A wire in the barbed wire has even snapped.

"Gulong." The voices of swallowing saliva sounded in unison, and everyone stared at the black smoking tennis ball in a daze.

"40-15." After the previous shock, the referee has already settled his mentality. No matter what skills the opponent uses, or even kills someone, he must give a professional and timely judgment on the score. The basic conduct that referees should have.

"Using power and speed to break the rotation directly is very violent." Oni Jujiro admired it in his eyes.

As a powerful tennis player, he appreciates this counterattack of Jindailan.

Atobe's eyes sank: "Sure enough, Tezuka's Phantom can also be easily cracked. It is meaningless for Tezuka to insist on the game."

"Huchihuchi." Tezuka panted heavily, it wasn't tiredness, but pain.

Even holding the racket is difficult.

If you lift up the cuffs, you can see that his elbows are bruised.

"Your injury has recurred, and if you hit your elbow again, it will be useless." Shendailan said calmly as if narrating.

"I won't give up, Jindai." Tezuka took a deep breath and said firmly, "I've been waiting for this game for two years."

For two years, Tezuka knew that he had always had this obsession in his heart.

Now, after finally waiting for this opportunity, he naturally didn't want to let it go.

On the one hand, it is because of Qingxue, and on the other hand, it is because of myself.

Even if it is scrapped, it doesn't matter.

He just wants to live in the moment and finish the game well.

"It seems that you have already made a decision. It's really distressing. I don't want to play with you like this." Shendai Lan helplessly raised his forehead.

"Then I'll just be a good person for once." The corners of Shendailan's mouth curled up slightly.

"Swallow it, meaty Shizuku."

The next moment, a huge flying fish phantom appeared behind Shendailan.

"Shijie?!" Tezuka's eyes widened, and his body felt great pressure.

He could see an inexplicable desire written in the pupils of that flying fish.

The way you look at yourself is like looking at food.

Atobe: "Here it is, the original explanation of Jindai Lan, but this initial explanation is a bit too cute."

Fuji Shusuke: "Finally it's the beginning of solution, Tezuka, what are you going to do?"

"This phantom, this aura?! Who the hell is he?!" In the stands, Irie Kanata and Oni Jujiro couldn't hide their shock.

"This is not the breath of another dimension, but! It is not much worse than that of another dimension! I have never seen such a skill! Is this his own creation?"

Ashamed.

This was a rather bitter thought that emerged from the hearts of Oni Jujiro and Irie Kanata.

Being able to join the u17 training camp or even become a member of the expeditionary force, their strength and talent are definitely the best in this age group.

but.

They can be 100% sure.

I was far less powerful than Shendailan when I was in middle school.

The strength and talent displayed by Shendailan were beyond their reach in middle school.

Perhaps, this is the real genius.

"No wonder the coach asked us to come here." Irie Kanata said bitterly.

"Bang!!" Faced with the mysterious Hajime, Tezuka was unafraid and drove the ball vigorously.

The spin on the ball remains the same.

Precisely.

To be able to hit such a spin with severe pain, Tezuka's talent and perseverance are overflowing.

"Bang." Shendailan raised the racket casually, and the tennis ball flew back at a faster speed, but this time, the flying fish phantom flapped its wings to keep up and dragged the tennis ball up.

The sudden and strange scene made Tezuka's heart sink. He didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only lower his body, lower his center of gravity, and get ready to hit back the power ball.

"Chick!" The tennis ball fell to the ground and began to spin wildly, and the next moment it went towards the face.

"Outspin the ball?" Tezuka moved a step towards the outside, scooped it with his left hand, and the racket immediately collided with the tennis ball.

Normal power and spin.Everything is unremarkable.

"Crack." The phantom of the flying fish suddenly stood up, and under the horrified eyes of everyone, it bit towards Tezuka.

Tezuka's face changed, and in his sight, a bloody mouth was zooming in.

Unable to dodge, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

There were screams at the scene, but not from Tezuka, but from the timid audience.

Xu Ying bit Tezuka's left arm, but Tezuka was not injured at all.

When Tezuka opened his eyes, he found that the phantom had flown obediently back to the back of Jindai Lan, there was no blood on the ground, and he didn't feel any pain.

"40-30."

"Oh my god, Tezuka's shadow is missing!"

"His shadow has no left hand!"

He didn't realize it until the scream sounded again.

He couldn't feel his left hand anymore.

　It seems that Sister Hua's interpretation of the language is unknown, so I created it myself

　　
　
(End of this chapter)