Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 181 Enraged!Age of God Blue: Brilliant curtain call
"To be honest, your deep motivation is too rough." Shendailan grabbed the snap line, with a cruel arc on the corner of his mouth.

"Using this kind of tennis to hurt people is the misfortune of tennis."

"Violent tennis is art."

Shendailan swung the racket and whispered softly, "Sing low, gray cat."

After saying that, Shendailan's racket seemed to be covered with a layer of gray shadow, which was particularly obvious under the sunlight.

Liu Lian Er: "Here it is, the Shijie of the Age of Gods, whispering gray cat? This is another brand new Shijie. It's hard to imagine why he always has so many skills."

"Nio, you should be trying to imitate the Age of God, have you made any progress?" Fumta Marui asked curiously.

Masaharu Nioh is the most imitative player he has ever seen.

Not so much an imitation.

Rather, he completely transformed into that person.

Even to the extent of confusing the real.

Therefore, Nioh also has the title of fraudster.

Hearing Marui Bunta's question, the rest of Li Haida also pricked up their ears.

They are all curious whether Nioh, who can transform into anyone in their minds, can master the skills of Jindailan.

To their disappointment, Nioh shook his head with a heavy tone.

"If it's just an ordinary version of Age of Gods, it's fine, but the physical exertion is completely uncontrollable. I might not have the strength to pick up the racket after one or two rounds."

"regular version?"

"Kamidailan without Shijie, Swastika, and Kidao is called the normal version by me." Nioh's words made everyone's hearts fall to the extreme.

"Can there be any breakthroughs before the end of the Kanto Competition?" Liu Lianer asked calmly.

"It's difficult, so I have to watch more of his games. Once I find the secret of the beginning, maybe there will be a big breakthrough." Nioh Masaharu said solemnly.

"Kindai's skills are different in each game, which shows that he is far from using his true strength. Nioh, as long as you can imitate a skill, we will have more confidence in this Kanto competition." Sanada Shen Sheng road.

For the players, this is the first time Sanada has heard such unconfident words.

As the emperor of Li Haida, Sanada has always had a domineering and confident image in the past.

But now, everyone also felt hesitation and hesitation.

Sanada has changed.

No, it should be said.

The Emperor Li Haida would also be afraid.

"Do you still need to solve it with the beginning, Shencheng, you have to hold on." Huacun Aoi's expression showed a hint of worry.

Just happened to be noticed by Reiji Kamishiro who turned his head.

Coach, are you worried about me hurting him?
Your most perfect work is me!

He looked at Shendailan again, and the fog that appeared on the opponent's body was mysterious and weird, making it unpredictable.

"Playing tricks." He snorted coldly, and crossed his hands again.

The tennis ball was tossed and then slammed down.

"Bang." After hitting the ground, the tennis ball went towards Shendai Lan's cheek again.

"Heh." The corners of Shendai Lan's mouth curved into an unstoppable arc, and the next moment, a cloud of gray smoke erupted from the tennis ball.

"Bang." The tennis ball disappeared into the smoke, and all the power and spin seemed to be melted in an instant.

There was no batting or netting, just deathly silence.

One second later, the tennis ball flew towards Reiji Kamijo at an even faster speed.

"He actually cracked my deep motivation?!" Kamiro Reiji's eyes couldn't hide the horror, and there was even a hint of frustration.

"Even if it is cracked, I can still defeat you!!"

The desire to express himself surpassed everything else, Kamijou Reiji widened his eyes, took a step forward, crossed his hands next time, and adjusted his breathing.

"Deep power!" With a roar, the arm racket swung out.

"Kamidai Lan! Die to me!" His eyes were crazy, as if he had seen the scene where Kodai Lan was hit.

However, at the next moment, the tennis ball, which was supposed to fall into the racket with an accurate flight trajectory, suddenly turned into a cloud of fog and lingered past.

A line of blood erupted from the outside of his arm, and the blood flew into the sky, flying past the stunned and terrified pupils.

"Crack." The racket dropped from his hand and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

"Bang." Followed by the clear sound of tennis balls landing.

"Oh. It's strange why you were injured." Shendai Lan said with a smile.

"30-15."

The referee trembled and announced the score.

"Uh, Kamijou-san, can you still compete?" The referee looked at Reiji Kamijou, who was holding his arm, his eyebrows twitched wildly.

The bloodstains on the ground were so shocking, no one knew what happened and how Reiji Kamishiro was injured.

It would be unreasonable to regard this ball as a malicious injury to the body.

"I'm fine!" Reiji Kamishiro's eyes suddenly became fierce, and his breathing became short of breath.

"Why did the ball turn into smoke?!" Everyone on the sidelines rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

"I just saw Kamishiro swing his racket into the smoke and then his arm hurt."

"Look at that blood flying, it's really scary!"

"Is this magic?"

There was confusion in the audience.

Everyone's expression was full of astonishment.

Among them, there are many people who have seen several games of God's Blue.

"Could it be dust?" Liu Lian'er's eyes flickered, and her brain quickly analyzed all possibilities.

"Use your own ability to control the airflow to roll up the dust, thus bringing up the smoke. When the tennis ball flies over the net, the rotation will drive the dust. At the same time, because of the high-speed rotation, the water on the surface of the ball is evaporated into a weapon, forming smoke."

"First, through the refraction of light, Reiji Kamishiro made an error in judging the ball's landing point, so that in the sight, the tennis ball disappeared into the smoke and disappeared from sight, but in fact, the tennis ball had already landed at a different landing point, and was scratched by the ejection. arm."

"Pay attention to Reiji Kamishiro's arm. It is a slender scratch. It can be seen that it was caused by the rapid passing of a tennis ball from bottom to top. Although the wound looks like a lot of blood, it is actually a flesh wound."

"What a weird skill." Fumta Marui couldn't help sighing.

"Hiss." Feeling the slight pain in his right arm, Kamishiro Reiji gasped.

"The most perfect work, but that's all." Jindai Lan smiled lightly.

"Bastard!" Hearing this, Reiji Kamijou lost his mind, and his pupils turned red.

"Deep power!" He tee off angrily.But no matter what the spin was, Shendailan just scooped it up like that, and the tennis ball was immediately returned easily.

No matter how angry he was and how hard he tried, the result was exactly the same.

"Could it be... Am I really inferior to him?"

"No! I'm Coach Huacun's most perfect work!"

Reiji Kamishiro's eyes became crazy, his body seemed to break through a limit, and he waved a large phantom with his right hand.

"Super, deep motivation!" With the roar, the tennis ball flew towards Lan Shendai like a cannonball, and the moment it landed, it smashed towards Lan Shendai's neck at a speed far faster than before.

The neck is a very fragile part of the human body. If it is hit, it will either be fatal or injured.

"Don't tarnish the violent tennis." Shendailan's eyes became dangerous, and the smoke was lingering in his murmur.

"Tch." A wound appeared on Kamishiro Reiji's left arm, dripping with blood.

"Game, 2-0, Fudomine Kodairan leads."

Shendailan's eyes were full of murderous intent.

The nature of the match had changed when Reiji Kamijo's tennis ball was aimed at the neck.

"Get ready for a splendid ending." Shendailan brushed the tennis racket with his right hand, as if cherry blossoms were falling.

(End of this chapter)