Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 169 False flash, Kirihara who lost his fighting spirit
"Hey, Yakutsu, you know Minister Shindai very well~~" Yakujin's words made the team members look at each other with admiration, and they joked one by one: "Did you call him Minister just now?"

"Tch! Stupid." Ajiujin turned his face away, careful people noticed that Ajiujin's neck was a little red.

"Hey, I don't even understand tennis, so stop playing." Lan Jindai looked down at Kirihara with the racket on his shoulder.

Kirihara's fingers gripped the ground, and his joints creaked.

He got up slowly, his long hair covering his face.Blood dripped from his nostrils and fell to the ground.

"Ha ha ha ha." He shrugged his shoulders and let out a deep and strange laugh.

A pair of scarlet pupils loomed between the bangs.

"You are dead, I will definitely destroy you! Destroy you thoroughly!"

"Oh, to be honest, I'm not looking forward to it." Shendai Lan grabbed the capture line, looking uninterested.

"Crack." Kirihara's fingers clenched the tennis ball tightly until it was twisted and deformed.

"Knuckle serve." He grinned grinningly, and threw the ball. The ball twisted and fell from the air. While the afterimage was shaking, the tennis ball was struck towards Shendailan by strange force.

Mid-flight, the tennis ball contorts into an oval shape, like a beast repressing itself, waiting for an opportunity to explode.

Yakutsu said disdainfully: "Tch, this kind of serve is simply rubbish."

As one of the "victims" of the joint serve, Akutsu has every right to speak.

"Bang." The tennis ball hit the ground, and after spinning, it suddenly refracted in a strange arc, heading towards Shendailan's knee.

"Tennis is not played like this." With a sneer, the air flow surged, and then a racket was quietly printed on the tennis ball.

"Bang!" Under Kirihara's angry eyes, the tennis ball turned into a streamer and hit his feet.

"Ke Ke, it's interesting to be able to hit back my knuckle serve." Kirihara grinned grinningly, his eyes filled with madness.

He jumped to the point of landing, posing for a counterattack, staring at the tennis ball, reading the spin on it, so that he could play an irregular tennis ball and continue to attack the body of Jindai Lan.

"Topspin" Kirihara Chiya raised his mouth slightly, and glanced at Dailan's body: "In that case, let's aim at your face."

"Tata." Kirihara took a step to the left, turned slightly sideways, patted his face down slightly, and raised his right hand.

To his surprise, the tennis ball produced a strange spin when it hit the ground.

"boom!"

The tennis ball slashed across Kirihara's face, leaving a trail of blood.

"40-0."

"Tick tock." Blood slid down his face and dripped onto the ground.

"Whoosh."

Kirihara gasped suddenly, touched his face with his right hand, a slightly stunned expression appeared on his face.

Then it got crazier.

It seems that he has completely forgotten how the original Shendailan left him with fear.

"Die to me!!" He was completely crazy, and sent a direct serve again.

This time, the ball still went towards Shendailan's knee.

At this time, except for Li Haida, everyone else's expressions were a little ugly.

"This Kirihara is really too much, to keep aiming at the vulnerable parts." Kikumaru said dissatisfiedly: "This is intentionally hurting the body at all."

"His tennis is this kind of malicious tennis." He said dryly, with contempt in his eyes: "This kind of violent tennis can easily destroy a person's tennis career."

"No, he's not violent tennis. I think you all know that the Age of God advocates violent tennis." Tachibana interrupted.

"However, the real violent tennis is aimed at scoring and winning, and has extremely destructive tennis, not the current malicious tennis purely for hurting and destroying others."

"Tennis...isn't a tool to hurt people." Yakujin added with a twitch of his mouth.

"That's right, so I didn't feel a bit of interest from Jindai. On the contrary, there was only a bone-chilling coldness. He hated Kirihara from the bottom of his heart." Tezuka Kunimitsu said in a deep voice: "This scene should be watched carefully. The Age of Gods will not be as gentle as in the past, pushing the opponent's limit step by step, but will use the most resourceful means to defeat the opponent."

As Tezuka said, after Kirihara delivered the knuckle serve at this moment, Kojira's eyes became a little colder.

"Akaya Kirihara. That's not how tennis is played." The next moment, a phantom slowly unfolded from behind Shendai Lan.

Tall, with his whole body shrouded in black shadows, Senhan's eyes revealed from under the mask.

A tyrannical murderous aura erupted from the phantom.

"This is...Hoid!!" Echizen Ryoma took a deep breath, his eyes showing fear.

The breath of death carried by Xu itself is pure, opposite to life, so when anyone sees Xu, the first thought in his heart is absolutely fear and escape.

At the moment when the phantom appeared, the crimson and bloodlust in Kirihara's eyes faded away like a tide, and he shivered when his eyes turned black again, and the racket fell to the ground.

"False flash!" The tennis ball turned into a shock wave, shining in the sky with dazzling white light, and instantly hit Qieyuan's feet, sinking into the jungle. With an explosion, a big tree fell slowly as if it had lost its support, driving The shaking of the earth.

Kirihara Chi was also blown away by the shock wave brought by the virtual flash, turned 360 degrees in the sky, and fell freely to the ground.

Yagyu and Sanada looked at each other, and we could see the shock and solemnity in each other's eyes: "He actually used such super-standard skills directly! Shouldn't he gradually improve and force Kihara to use everything he has?"

"This doesn't match the God Generation Blue we know."

Liu Lian Er: "Such an age of gods does not match the data at all."

"Should we stop the game?"

Nioh Masaharu gave advice with concern.

Sanada's eyes flickered, his lips twitched, and finally he sighed: "This is an opportunity for Kirihara to transform, let's take a look."

Kirihara has been sinking for too long, this is his only chance to find himself, Sanada doesn't want to miss it like this.

"Stupid guy." Yajiujin sneered: "Then prepare to watch this rubbish completely abolished."

"Stand up." Kojiro Lan looked at Kirihara lying on the ground.Said lightly.

Kirihara stood up with his arms propped on the ground, staggered a few steps, his eyes glazed over.

"It's time to change the game, it's 1-0 now." Komyo Ai walked towards Kirihara's half.Kirihara looked dull, his eyes lost the tyranny before, and he stumbled towards his own half.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he has returned to his previous state.

"Hurry up and finish it." Shendai Lan lazily grabbed the capture line and stood loosely.

Kirihara silently took out a tennis ball and played a ball of extremely poor quality.

"Bang!" The next moment, the tennis ball hit the bottom line again.

"15-0."

Kirihara, who lost the point, didn't realize it, and repeated the soft serve like a kindergarten kid.

"Game, 2-0, Shendailan leads."

In less than 1 minute, came the third game.

Kirihara continued to exchange halves like a walking dead.

"Bang bang bang." Shendailan made a slow serve and still scored easily.

"Game, 3-0, Shendailan leads."

Time to rest.

Li Haida's main election was a bit restless.

"No, Kirihara has completely lost his fighting spirit."

"We can't fight anymore! This method won't work." King Ren said urgently, hitting the tree with his fist.

(End of this chapter)