Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 16 Ghost Road
Ibu Shinji noticed that the aura of Kandai Lan had changed.

If it was relaxed and freehand before, it is mysterious and profound now.

"One of the broken roads, rush."

The spiritual pressure gathers on the arm, forming an imperceptible white light. With the waving of the arm, the spiritual pressure is attached to the tennis ball, turning it into a beam of light, which flies towards Iwu Shensi at a very high speed.

In order for Ibu Fukaji to take over this move, Kandai Lan weakened it by at least ten times.

The Reiatsu derived from the Reaper World is not exclusive to Goddailan, and its moves are not impossible to be mastered by others.

Reiatsu is originally the power of the soul. If there is God Dai Lan to guide, then others can also walk on the path of the god of death or the realm of the void.

"Concentrate, watch the ball, and observe the changes in my breath and the rotation of the ball." Shenji Iwu's voice reached into the ears of Shenji Ibu, who solemnly half-bent his knees and waited for the energy.

Under Shendailan's deliberate guidance, he saw the trajectory of the ball and swung his racket vigorously.

At the moment when the ball collided with the racket, his pupils shrank suddenly due to the powerful force.

One of the breakthroughs is rushing, is this the captain's skill?
A lot of power.

"Give me the past!" He gritted his teeth, struggling to hit the ball back.

"Fourth of Binding Dao. This rope."

The yellow light flickered, and the tennis ball left weird yellow traces in the air.

"This is." Yiwu Shensi's body stopped in place, his eyes shocked.

In sight, the yellow track twisted as if it had life, wrapping around his wrist and body.

The hand waving the racket stopped in mid-air, unable to move half a point at all, Ibu Shinji could only watch the ball pass by.

"Did you see it clearly? If you don't know clearly, do it again." Shendailan's gentle voice sounded.

"Minister!" Fukasa Ibu looked at Kandailan moved.

For a tennis player, the skill is a bottom-of-the-box stunt, which cannot be easily passed on to others.

Shenji Iwu was very moved by the generosity of Jindai Lan.

"Do you still have the strength to catch the ball? Yiwu?" The sun gave Shendai Landu a warm glow.

"Trouble minister." Even though Yiwu Shensi's body was already feeling extremely exhausted, he responded loudly when being moved gave him some strength.

"Fourth of Binding Dao. This rope."

"One of the bound roads, Sai."

"The Nine Blows of the Way of Binding."

"Minister, please do it again!"

"Minister, I can continue."

"Minister, please!"

The court echoed with continuous blows and Ibu Shinji's shouts.

Kandai Lan is very satisfied with Ibu Fukaji's belief in becoming stronger.

For a tennis player, talent is important, but the desire for victory is absolutely indispensable.

Like Qingxue's genius Bu Er Zhou Zhu.

Although the talent is good, but there is no desire to win.

Even against a strong opponent, there is little desire to win the game.

As a result, he was unable to realize his talent in the early stage and wasted a few years.

A genius is just a title that has not grown up.

At present, Fudo Peak is valued only by Ishida Tetsu, Ibu Shenji, Kamio Akira and Tachibana Yoshihei.

When the guidance ended, the sky began to get a little dark.

Yiwu Shensi lay down on the ground in big characters, panting heavily.

Today, he completely drained the last of his strength.

"At present, your foundation needs to be improved. Tomorrow, you will start to practice according to the training plan you have formulated. At the same time, remember the skills you saw today and remember the feeling. When your foundation and control of rotation reach a certain level , those skills can be used naturally.”

Shendailan picked up the ball bag and walked slowly to the sidelines.

"Minister, thank you." At the moment Jindai Lan was about to step out of the tennis court, Ibu Shinji's grateful voice sounded.

"Come on, it's not so easy to be the main candidate of Fudo Peak." Shendailan paused, left the scene after leaving these words.

"Gather here at the old time tomorrow." As night fell, the tennis club disbanded.

Members strewn toward the door with tennis bags on their backs.

"Today's game is so exciting, the minister is really strong!" Many people still have something to say.

The strength shown by Shendailan made them full of hope for Fudo Peak's future.

"But Yiwu, why did the minister ask you to go out alone in the end." Ishida Tetsu put his arms around Ibu Shinji and asked curiously.

"The minister asked me to play a game with him and taught me my game. I think maybe it's because I performed very well in the game. In fact, compared with other people, I still have a lot of shortcomings. But maybe I'm calmer. I'm paralyzed for a moment." Looking at Ibu Shinji who started Susui Nian, the others subconsciously stayed away.

"The minister is really kind. I will definitely live up to his expectations. Next time I must master it. No matter who I fight against, I will win."

They could all hear Iwu Shenji's approval of Shendailan from his words.

"Hey, didn't you agree to unite the front? Why are you all rebellious?" Kamio Akira said angrily.

"The minister has a good personality, plays bat, and can give selfless guidance. I must become stronger and become his powerful assistant!" Ishida Tetsu was the first to express his opinion.

"Hmph!" Kamio Akira walked in the front depressedly.

As everyone went back to their homes, only Akira Kamio and Shinji Ibu were left in the queue.

"Goodbye." Yiwu Shensi took the lead to bid farewell.

"Wait a minute, your home doesn't seem to be in that direction." Kamio Akira stopped Ibu Shinji, and pointed to the intersection suspiciously.

He remembered that Ibu Shenji's house was on the right, not the left where he was going now.

"I want to practice more. Goodbye." Ibu Fukashi waved his hand without looking back, leaving Akira Kamio with a surprised face.

"When will this guy practice extra after school? Damn, he works so hard!" Akira Kamio said to himself through gritted teeth.

"But today Mom prepared my favorite vegetable and beef bisque."

After struggling for a long time, he still chased after Yiwu Shensi.

"National master, Fudofeng may become the biggest dark horse of this year"

late at night.

Mamoru Inoue, who has not slept, is still editing his own article.

The scene he saw at the tennis court today has never been forgotten by him.

"That skill is no longer something that junior high school students can comprehend, Jindai Lan. Why have I never heard of the eldest son of the Jindai family having such amazing strength?" He recalled the flashes he saw in his mind, his eyes full of thoughts color.

"Wait a minute! I remembered!" Inoue Mamoru suddenly opened his eyes wide, and quickly tapped the keyboard with both hands.

"found it."

"Shendai Lan won the first place in the elementary school tennis competition. "

"In this competition, Yukimura Seiichi, the head of Rikkai University, also participated. Komyo Ai had already shown his dominance level in elementary school, but he disappeared suddenly in the first two years of junior high school, and did not join any junior high school. "

"Now, he has reappeared as the minister of Fudo Peak, and his goal is to be the champion."

Report: "Kamidai Lan won the elementary school tennis championship with a perfect record. No player won a game in his hands. His style of play is fierce and he can easily hurt the opponent."

Mamoru Inoue flicked through the reports and found a photo of Ai Jindai who was a little green.

In the photo, Jindai Lan didn't wear those thick glasses, nor did he have bangs, and his black eyes were sharp and confident.

The temperament is quite different.

"A person's appearance may change, but his playing style and personality are very difficult. No one can associate him with the high-spirited Shendailan in the past."

"What happened during the two-year gap?"

(End of this chapter)