Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 150 Absolute crushing, the Age of Gods dominates the arena

"Bound Dao No. 62?!" Yi Wu on the sidelines looked shocked, and strong desire burst out in his eyes.

The higher the number the stronger the ghost.

Up to now, the binding path of God Blue has not exceeded NO.20.

The No. 63 Thunder Roar Cannon that breaks the road has a speed and power that surpasses that of the Thunderbolt, so what about the No. 62 Dao Bind, it is simply unimaginable.

"Ka Ka Ka." Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, several slender sticks of light stretched out from the ground, flew straight towards the tennis ball, caught up with the tennis ball in the air almost instantly, and inserted a stick into it.

Under the huge impact, the tennis ball was pierced directly, and then the light stick was seen to circle a large arc and fly towards Lan Shendai.

As for Shendailan, who had been waiting in place for a long time, he raised his racket lightly.

"Bang." The light stick interspersed with tennis balls flew straight into the sky, circled a weird arc, and ruthlessly thrust towards Tezuka's feet.

"It's so weird to bind the way." Tezuka concentrated on it, and took a step back to ensure that he would not be hit by the light stick.

Then, according to the falling speed of the light stick, predict the angle of the bounce, and assume the posture of hitting back.

"Chi Chi Chi." The tennis ball on the light stick spun wildly when it hit the ground, and finally returned to silence.

The ball did not bounce, and a wisp of green smoke slowly rose.

The tennis ball is like being nailed to the ground by a light stick.

"Game, 2-1, Fudomine Kodairan leads."

Hearing the sentence in his ear, Tezuka's expression was a little dazed.

At this time, the light stick had disappeared from sight, and Tezuka picked up the tennis ball on the ground, only to find that the bottom had been scorched black, and there was even a scorched ball mark on the court.

His absolute forecast was shattered.

"Uh, what, what, how do you explain this?" Kikumaru stammered and asked.

"Uh" Qian adjusted his glasses, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"It seems that Jindai applied rotation to the tennis ball, so that the tennis ball volleyed by the moon will produce a second traction in Tezuka's field when it is about to hit the ground. As for the light stick, it is his use of the refraction of light. As I said before, The Age of God is a master of optics." Qian thought for a moment and said.

"You're lying! It's obvious that the light stick was inserted into the ball and then flew to Tezuka's side." Kikumaru yelled.

"Hey, I have already analyzed the principle. You can't understand it because your perception of the illusion that these elements may produce is too small. Differences in light, heat, and even the angle of sight may cause deviations in seeing substances. Welcome to Science World, Kikumaru." Gan said slowly.

Oni Jujiro: "Very interesting skills. It seems that he not only possesses terrifying strength, but also has terrible ball control."

Irie Zuodo: "He is an all-round genius. To be honest, I actually thought of Phoenix."

Hearing this name, Oni Jujiro's pupils trembled, and then he returned to calm: "Yes."

Byodoin Phoenix, the absolute master of the u17 training camp, is powerful and can easily crush anyone.

Its different dimensions are beyond control, causing countless people to lose their fighting spirit.

Comparing him with Shendailan is a bit too exaggerated.

But for some reason, Oni Jujiro and Irie Kanata didn't find it strange.

"Pin the tennis ball on the ground, and it won't bounce while spinning. It's a great skill." Tezuka withdrew his gaze and walked towards the coach's bench.

It's time for a break.

On the coach's bench, Fuji Yuta is acting as the coach temporarily, watching the game up close.

"Thank you, Minister." Fuji Yuta immediately handed over the water.

"See clearly, Yuta." Tezuka took the bottle and sat down beside Fuji Yuta.

Fuji Yuta is already a core member of Qingxue in the future, both in will and talent are remarkable.

Tezuka also worked hard with the idea of ​​cultivating Fuji Yuta as the future president of Seigaku.

"See clearly, Jindai's game skills are so strong." Fuji Yuta took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "I can't think of a way to crack it at all."

"Yes, in the future you will also encounter such mysterious and unclear opponents. What you need to do is to maintain a stable mentality and look for opportunities in defensive counterattacks. Don't be in a hurry, even if you are behind by a big score. Messed up."

Hearing this, Fuji Yuta nodded.

He turned his head, only to find Tezuka panting heavily, his body heaving violently.

Fuji Yuta was a little surprised. In his impression, Tezuka's tennis foundation should be terrible. Why did he get tired after just three rounds.

He couldn't help asking: "Minister, are you tired?"

Tezuka wiped his sweat and nodded: "Playing with Jindai will consume your energy very quickly."

His eyes were full of excitement that Yuta had never seen before.

"But, very happy."

hapiness?

Fuji Yuta looked at Tezuka's left hand hanging by his side in confusion, and a question came to his mind: "Is this tennis fun? Why?"

After the rest period ended, Tezuka's breathing calmed down for a long time.

They each went to the tee point, and the ball was served by Shendailan.

"It seems that you are used to the right hand." Ai Kojiro smiled lightly, while Tezuka's expression was a bit serious.

Toss, kneel, smash.

The tennis ball pierced through the half court in an instant, flew out of bounds, and only stopped when it hit the barbed wire.

"15-0."

The referee's verdict pulled the others out of shock.

"What a fast ball!" Tezuka's eyes widened, and he subconsciously clenched his racket tightly.

Is this your true strength?

Kamidai
Qian: "The speed of this ball has already surpassed Feng Chotaro's heavy artillery serve."

"Didn't you see clearly? Let's do it again." Lan Jindai threw the ball, leaving an afterimage on his arm, and the tennis ball quickly crossed the yellow trajectory and hit the ground in front of Tezuka.

"Crack." Tezuka took a step back, his foot suddenly stepped on the ground, the power was concentrated on the racket in his right hand, a white light suddenly appeared, and in this dazzling white light, the yellow light belonging to tennis pierced through the white light like a sharp arrow in an instant, the racket Bringing up a gray afterimage, surging among white and yellow.

The tennis ball hit the net, and the feedback from it made Tezuka change color slightly.

"It's so powerful. This is just a serve that can be used completely." Tezuka subconsciously wanted to hold the racket with both hands, but suddenly remembered that his left hand was useless.

"Crack!" The racket dropped from his hand and flew a few meters away.

"30-0."

"Hands are numb." Tezuka took a deep breath.

"boom."

"40-0."

"Game, 3-1, Fudomine Kodairan leads."

After consecutive high-speed serves, Shendailan easily won the score.

Even if Tezuka could keep up with the speed of the ball, he couldn't handle that kind of power.

God's Generation Blue fully demonstrates the importance of foundation.

Gorgeous skills are just a bonus item. If the basics are not good enough, no matter how strong the skills are, it is useless.

Tachibana: "Many times the skills of the Age of God are forgotten. In fact, he is a violent tennis player. His strength and speed are impeccable. When he is really ready to crush others with his body, he is serious. .”

"Tch, this guy" Ajiujin curled his lips unhappily.

He knew in his heart that when Shendailan played against him, he completely let go.

He was very upset.

"Tezuka, why do you want to play tennis?" As they passed sideways, Kojiro Ai suddenly asked.

(End of this chapter)