Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 161 Beginning to solve, the power to shake everything
"How is it possible?" Oni Jujiro's eyes widened, his hands trembling: "Tennis...doesn't exist?!"

Before the tennis ball disappeared, Oni Jujiro had a clear insight into the afterimages of all tennis balls, and swung countless rackets at the same time, but strangely, the tennis ball disappeared completely.

"What a weird skill." Oni Jujiro held the racket, feeling a chill down his back.

"Tezuka, if you were him, how would you crack this skill?" Fujisuke asked.

Tezuka pondered for a while, and said: "Try to use the field to attract the ball to the side and make a counterattack. If the counterattack fails, then I may go online to volley in advance."

"Theoretically speaking, we must fight back before the tennis ball disappears." Gan adjusted his glasses: "It's easy to say, but difficult to do."

If Oni Jujiro is standing on the bottom line, it is difficult to intercept the tennis ball in advance, even if it is done, it will consume a lot of energy.

The consumption of running from the baseline to the net in one second is not long enough to offset several minutes of continuous running.

"It's already 40-0, one goal away." Shendai Lan said with a smile.

He knew that Oni Jujiro was far from using his cards.

"Ghost, be serious. If you lose, you will stay here. I don't want to work!" Irie Kanata shouted at Oni Jujiro.

"Huh." Oni Jujiro let out a long breath, and his momentum changed again.

"Hey! Wait a minute, this racket seems to be broken!" Just as Oni Jujiro was about to serve, Komodai Lan suddenly waved the cross racket in his hand.

The top string has cracked.

It is not an easy task to rely on the cross racket to withstand the black jack knife of Jujiro Oni.

Interrupted by Jindai Lan, Oni Jujiro's aura suddenly stagnated, looking a little depressed.

"Boy, it's a good thing you changed your racket, otherwise we might not have a little assistant." During the change of racket, Echizen Nanjiro talked to Ai Jindai through the barbed wire.

"Can Coach Nanjiro have some confidence in me?" Komojiro asked with a smile without changing his movements.

"I have great confidence in you. Your current strength is among the top ones in the U17 competition, but this Oni Jujiro is not bad. I believe you can also see that he has mastered that." Nanjiro Frowning together, said in a deep voice.

Nanjiro is very worried that Jindai Lan will lose a point because of his arrogance.

Because of similar mistakes he has made in the past.

In a relatively ordinary World Series, he lost a point inadvertently because he was too arrogant because of his winning streak. Since then, he has despised his opponent on the surface, but actually went all out.

Arrogance can easily overturn a tennis player.

God Blue is too invincible.

This is a good thing, but it also means that he can easily become arrogant without experiencing setbacks.

What's more, the middle school period was the age of the second year, and the kid like Echizen Ryoma won a game and he was so stupid.

"Don't worry, I know what's in my mind." Lan Jindai picked up the racket and looked at Nanjiro with a smile in his eyes: "I'll show you a new skill I've learned right now."

"Yo yo yo, it's terrible, then I have to take a good look at it."

Amid Nanjiro's teasing laughter, Kojiro returned to the court.

"I kept you waiting, let's kick off." He grabbed the racket.

"You are very strong, Kandai Lan, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would not have believed that a junior high school student has such strength." Oni Jujiro said in a deep voice, "Next, I will do my best. "

"Crackling." Oni Jujiro grabbed the racket tightly, and a purple-black aura suddenly burst out from his body.

"Oni Jujiro." Looking at the completely different Oni Jujiro, Irie Kanata's eyes flickered with an inexplicable light: "Have the real you been awakened?"

"The real him?" Hearing this, the others looked surprised.

"Young people, your curiosity is really strong. Well, let me tell you briefly." Irie Kanata spread his hands helplessly.

"Only the best high school students can be absorbed into U17, and Oni was the strongest in U17 at that time."

"The strongest high school students, so this is U17, no wonder they are so powerful."

Hearing Irie's words, everyone stared at each other in shock.

Irie Souda continued: "Standing at the apex, Dugu Qiugui slowly started to train the players. Until a few years ago, he lost to the Phoenix who comprehended another dimension."

"Another dimension?"

"It turned out to be a different dimension?"

Qingxue and Bingdifang looked confused, while Fudongfeng looked thoughtful.
"It's inconvenient for you to know about the different dimensions now." Irie Kanata shrugged: "You just need to know, it's almost the same as that swastika."

"High school students can have the same game skills as Xi Jie, and we are still far behind." The eyes of the main candidates of Fudo Peak were shining, full of fighting spirit.

Irie nodded, and continued slowly: "After the defeat, he has been staying on the fifth court, eh~~~ You probably don't know the fifth court, but you may know in the future. Anyway, the ghost is losing Afterwards, it became even more mysterious, I have never seen him go all out, and this is the first time I have seen a ghost full of fighting spirit."

Irie Kanata roughly understood why the coach would push Oni Jujiro and himself to Fudo Peak.

Judging from his own personality, he would never make a move easily, so the person who fought against Jindai Lan must be Oni Jujiro.

In front of the mighty God of Ai, Oni Jujiro may rekindle his old fighting spirit and rekindle his passion for tennis!

"Boom!" At the moment Oni Jujiro burst into momentum, a majestic figure slowly unfolded behind Jindai Lan.

Tall and mighty, with a long knife in his hand, the Captain Haori flutters behind him. It is worth noting that, judging from the shape of his hair, he does not seem to be a human phantom.

"Quack quack quack." The moment the phantom appeared behind Jindai Lan, towering pressure descended on Oni Jujiro's body like a mountain, pressing his body until it made a sound.

"Is this the beginning solution, or the swastika solution?" Onijujirou's pupils trembled as he felt the aura of the Zanpakuto of the God of Death from a close distance.

"I actually feel fear."

"Damn it! I'm Oni Jujiro!" With a roar, the tennis ball was thrown high, and the tennis ball immediately roared and shot towards Lan Jindai.

"Not bad will, let me show you, the scenery at the top of the world."

"Roar, scourge."

"Boom!" As the words fell, a five-meter-tall strong arm surrounded by red light descended from the sky holding a Zanpakuto.

The ground cracked and the dust flew up. The tennis ball, which was originally packed with strength, sank into the anti-dust and there was no news until a second later, it flew back in the original direction with gravel and shock waves.

After the flying dust dispersed, everyone discovered that a small pit had appeared on the ground in front of Shendailan, surrounded by scattered gravel.

Kikumaru: "Is this killer tennis?"

"Impossible, the power of Shikai alone has the power to destroy the ground. Is this the Zanpakuto of the blue power item of Jindai? It's really interesting." Nanjiro's eyes couldn't hide the shock: "Kindai, you kid The progress is also a little too fast."

"Do you want to pick it up? Of course you want to pick it up!" Oni Jujiro glared straight at him, took a step forward, turned slightly sideways, subconsciously leaned forward, and pressed his body's center of gravity on his arms as much as possible, holding cards in both hands. The muscles burst out, and the arms swung out.

The racquet had a gray aftertaste and a loud crackling wind.

"Bang!" With the explosion, the tennis ball fell into the racket and spun wildly on the racket string. Oni Jujiro had a grim expression on his face, and the racket was sunken at an exaggerated angle, looking like it was about to explode at any time.

"Let me go!"

After roaring, the tennis ball roared and flew back, and the airflow brought up by its passage even rolled up gravel.

"Boom!" Responding to the counterattack was still a majestic arm that fell from the sky, falling like a knife that could smash a mountain, and the dust that was raised instantly swallowed the tennis ball.

In the next second, the tennis ball was shot back with faster speed and stronger force.

(End of this chapter)