Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 154 The Swastika
"The swastika is exhausted, and all injuries suffered here will be healed, but as a price, the body will be turned into bones. This is the stage prepared for you. Fight until the last moment, until you lose your will, until your body is completely turned into bones , the game will stop."

Shendailan waved the racket, and in a haze, the racket seemed to become a slender sword lingering with blood.

"I see!" Tezuka held the racket in his hand, without any fear in his eyes, he got up, and the racket in his hand seemed to turn into a sharp sword.

"Did I read it wrong, is this really tennis?" Saori rubbed her eyes, with a look of doubt on her life: "Although this is handsome, but the blood is so scary."

"This is no longer a game, but a fight between two fighters. The racket in your hand is a sharp sword. Only when one side is completely unable to stand up in the fight will the game end, and the injured place will turn into bones , which means that this is a life-threatening battle, and it is destined to be an extremely cruel and bloody match."

Mamoru Inoue said with emotion: "This game has surpassed the scope of the junior high school tennis world, perhaps because of the skills there."

Mamoru Inoue has a vague idea of ​​the World Championship.

he knows.

Such weather-changing scenes like this, which involve various elements of the game, are definitely not something that junior high school students should master.

If you guessed correctly, the blue of the gods came from the mysterious world.

"Bang!" Shendailan kicked off the ball, and the tennis ball turned into a sharp blade again and shot away.

This time, Tezuka, who had already been prepared, burst into light, and raised his right hand.

His whole person entered a mysterious realm.

There is only tennis in my mind, and I can play beyond the level.

"Bang." During the shock, the ground under the tennis ball cracked. After landing, the blood mist evaporated and the shock wave spread.

Tezuka's racket met the tennis ball, but was instantly sent flying.

This time, the left leg also turned into bones.

In the blood mist, the traces of the field crack and Tezuka's injury recovered.

Shaking his head dryly: "The gap is really ridiculously large. Tezuka, who has turned on the seamless clothes, can't even catch a ball from the Age of God. Is this the 卍解?"

"The game is over. Even if we face this Shendailan, we may not be happy." Irie Kanata shook his head.

"This swastika may have surpassed most other dimensions." Oni Jujiro said suddenly.

"The appearance of such a strong man in the middle of the country is completely a blow to dimensionality reduction."

"Oh, ghost, we're going to kick the gym in the future, why don't you fight him, you know my strength, I'm weak." Irijiang Zuo pretended to be weak.

"I should not be his opponent." Oni Jujiro said in a deep voice with a dark face.

Although Tezuka didn't force out the full strength of Lan Jindai, the aura that Lan Jindai showed now has made Oni Jujiro understand that he is definitely not the opponent of Lan Jindai.

"Atobe, why does this 卍解 seem to be much scarier than the 卍解 that I fought with you before." A smirk appeared on Ninaku Yuji's face: "In the heart of Jindai, you will not be inferior"

The words were not finished, but the meaning of ridicule was undoubtedly revealed.

Tezuka was not as good as Atobe before Seamless, but after Seamless was enabled, Atobe's strength was obviously not as good as Tezuka.

Atobe's face turned black, and he was upset: "The hateful God, you actually used that kind of rubbish swastika to compete with me!"

"Minister, looking at it from another angle, it's a good thing that Jindai didn't use this swastika to fight you. Look at Tezuka." Hochotaro swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

When everyone looked, they saw Tezuka Kunimitsu with half body and bones, only the upper body was still flesh and blood, struggling to support himself.

This scene is too scary.

"Gollum."

"In this way, it would be better if the whole body is frozen." Atobe wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He still remembers the pain of being frozen.

But it's better than being turned into a skeleton.

The sparring between the two sides was still going on, and under the offensive of Jindai, Tezuka lost points again and again.

"Swoosh!" The tennis ball turned into a sharp sword and flew into the sky.

Upon reaching the high point, descend slowly towards Tezuka.

In an ordinary game, this is just an extremely ordinary lob that even sends points.

But in this field, this lob is a sharp weapon that can kill people.

Under the traction of the center of gravity, the tennis ball turned into a sharp sword faced downwards, and the cold light flickered.

Ordinary people may be scared out of their wits when they see it.

But Tezuka didn't.

Faced with such a high lob, he lowered his body, adjusted his breathing, stepped forward with his right foot, and firmly stepped on the ground, making a strange sound when the bones and joints collided.

Tezuka tried his best to lower his center of gravity, because he knew that this was his chance to score.

"Shua!" Above the sea of ​​blood, under the bloody sky, the sharp swords shone coldly, and then, under the shocked eyes of countless people, they scattered into thousands of sharp swords like a goddess scattered flowers, and scattered towards Tezuka halfway. go.

With the screams, Tezuka's body was pierced by several sharp swords and nailed to the ground.

The blood mist evaporated again, the sharp sword disappeared, and all wounds healed instantly.

It's just that Tezuka's chest also turned into bones.

Now, all he has left is his head and flesh.

The referee felt his legs tremble.

Just because this game is really too weird.

He immediately announced the score, fearing that in one second at night, Shendailan would erase himself from the world with his sword.

"Game, 5-1, Fudomine Kodairan leads."

Komyolan easily won the serve, putting the pressure on Tezuka.

"Huchihuchi." However.After the score was pronounced, Tezuka was still lying on the ground, his chest heaving violently, his pupils were dilated, and images of sword blades falling in all directions and the piercing pain kept appearing in his mind.

"Now, is tennis still happy?" Komyo Ai's joking voice came to his ears, Tezuka raised his head, focused his gaze, and saw Komyo Ai's chilling smile.

This kind of smile is like a cat playing with a small life, extremely cruel.

"Yes, very happy." The corners of Tezuka's mouth curled up, and he stood up slowly, his heart filled with an unprecedented satisfaction.

"The game isn't over yet. You said it yourself. Only one side will be completely boneless. The game will end."

Match point game, served by Tezuka.

"It's really crazy, he can still persist in the game, what a lunatic." Ninzu Yushi couldn't help clenching his fists, and cursed in a low voice.

I don't know if it was Tezuka's insistence or his own cowardice that scolded him.

I have completely lost my fighting spirit when I saw this blood sea ball skill, but why can Tezuka stand up again and again?

"This is Tezuka." Atobe's eyes were shining brightly: "There is one more person in the opponent I want to defeat. I really want to fight against such a generation of gods. I will definitely fight to the end."

Hearing Atobe's words, Renzu couldn't help being a little dazed.

He seems to understand.

Why is he always weaker than Atobe?

Inoue Mamoru: "Tezuka Kunimitsu, his fighting spirit is really amazing, and he is not trying to force himself, but really enjoying the game."

(End of this chapter)