Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 23 Poison Hand
Star Tennis, an upgrade of Bible Tennis, is also the tennis style that Shiraishi will comprehend in the world competition in the future. It has completely transformed into a pentagonal fighter, and at the same time has various nirvana.

But now Shiraishi only had a rough idea, thinking about adjusting the muscles of his body to strengthen a certain part, so as to increase the difficulty of hitting back.

This is somewhat similar to the style of tennis that has been tried and tested.

For Shiraishi now, it's still too early.

But being able to realize this is already very commendable.

Jindailan threw his arm and buckled it down forcefully.

"Whoosh." The ball passed through the half court like lightning.

"Bang." Shiraishi raised his arm, changed his posture while observing the tennis ball, and tried to focus more power on his arm.

However, the ball bared.

"Kamidai Blue scored, 15-0."

There was no look of frustration on Baishi's face, but deep thought.

Sure enough, this idea is feasible, but it requires a lot of muscle control.

It takes a lot of practice to complete.

Shiraishi took a deep breath and got ready.

"It seems that you have a new idea, but have you ever thought that you still don't have the means to kill the game."

"like this."

"Twenty of the broken way, shine on the celestial sphere." The dazzling light shone in the audience, causing everyone to close their eyes.

"Bang." Under the bright light, the sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground was so ear-piercing.

When the light dissipated, the tennis ball was already quietly lying in Baishi's half court.

"Brother referee, it's time to announce the score." Kandai Lan looked at the stunned Kintaro Toyama and said with a smile.

"30, 30-0." Kintaro read out the game in a daze, and then he looked excited.

"Si Guoyi is really too strong! What kind of skill is this, it can still shine!"

"What kind of skill is this?" Watanabe opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes almost popped out.

Although he has also seen countless outrageous skills, these skills can still be explained by relatively far-fetched scientific theories.

And not like this one glowing tennis ball.

"It should be the light. Through the previous heavy blow, the tennis ball was burnt to a smoother surface with high temperature, and then the rotation during the flight condensed into countless mirrors in the air, refracting the sunlight, resulting in dazzling and unable to open the eyes. "Watanabe thought for a moment before slowly opening his mouth.

Although the explanation is a bit outrageous, this is already the most "scientific" explanation Watanabe can think of.

"This kind of skill often has the ability to change the situation, which is what Shiraishi lacks."

"Even if you can adjust your muscles to make your five-dimensional stronger." Shendailan's voice was calm: "Just strengthening the five-dimensional is nothing more than an enhanced version of Bible tennis. In front of a more powerful opponent, your ending will still be the same. was defeated."

"Biblical tennis without weaknesses is, in other words, without highlights."

"When you encounter an opponent whose strength is far superior to yours, you can't even find a breakthrough point."

Baishi's body shook, and while chasing the ball, he also fell into deep thought.

Not bad.

Even if I have mastered the adjustment now and can fully improve my five dimensions, if I encounter an opponent who cannot be defeated after the adjustment, I still can only lose completely, and I can't even give the opponent a little pressure.

In Shitianbaoji, Ishida Yin can rely on his own strength to hit the ball that the opponent cannot return.

Ninzu Ken can find a breakthrough point through speed battles.

The funny tennis played by Jin Xiaochun and Ichishi Yuji can also break the deadlock through laughter.

Unlike myself, if the foundation is not as good as the other party, there is nothing you can do.

I seem to know only basic tennis.

Due to the dual purpose of one mind, Shiraishi's counterattack quality has declined.

"Since you can't figure it out, then I'll tell you."

"God hidden."

"Huh." The whistling wind brought the tennis ball up, and the moment it was about to be hit by Baishi, it rose rapidly, merged with the sun, and disappeared from sight.

"40-0."

"This is... Chitose's hidden spirit!" Baishi's eyes widened, as if he had caught something.

Is it
Could it be
"Bang." Before he had time to think about it, the serve had already arrived.

Holding the guess in his heart, Baishi hit the ball back.

Sure enough, I saw Jindai Lan posing in a strange pose.

"This pose. Is it my wave ball?" Ishida Gin's pupils shrank.

He can't be mistaken, this is his swing ball posture.

"Crackling." Shendailan bulged muscles on his right arm, and lashed out at the tennis ball.

"Bang." With a loud noise, the tennis ball knocked the tennis racket in Baishi's hand into the air like a cannonball with the momentum of destroying everything.

"Game, 2-0, Shendailan leads."

Following the announcement of the score, Baishi clutched his slightly numb wrist, but his face was full of comprehension and joy.

"Hahaha, hahahaha, I understand." His right hand was still trembling, but he laughed.

"A high enough tennis foundation can completely use other people's skills. This is the real biblical tennis."

He raised his head and bowed to Shen Dailan: "Thank you."

"It seems that you have fully understood it, so let's break the seal and play happily." Shendailan raised the racket, and the cross net on it was clearly visible.

"Don't worry, I will rebuild a pair for you later."

"I'm not interested in money."

"Sure enough, he knows my hole cards clearly." Baishi was quite helpless in his heart.

Shendailan is like a prophet who knows nothing about himself.

And I don't know him at all.

He began to slowly untie the bandages on his hands.

"Are you going to use a poisonous hand?" Kintaro looked terrified.

"Poisonous hands?" The candidates said in unison.

"I heard from others that Shiraishi's hands are often put into the sand of poisonous insects for cultivation, and finally he became a poisonous hand." Kintaro's frightened expression made others swallow their saliva.

As more and more bandages are placed on the ground, the truth under the bandages is also revealed.

The scene where purple poisonous gas was emitted from Zhengxuan's hand did not happen.

Instead, it was a golden wristband that glowed with dazzling golden light in the sun.

Shiraishi threw the golden wristband to the sidelines.

The wristband made a thick and heavy sound when it hit the ground.

Renzu Ken also stepped forward and tried to pick up the golden wristband, his face changed the moment he got it.

"He actually took such a heavy wristband to participate in training?"

Watanabe on the side covered his heart, with a distressed look on his face: "Shiraishi, can you throw it away lightly, it's all money."

Watanabe went bankrupt to build such a wristband for Shiraishi. When he saw the wristband being dropped, he felt as distressed as if his own son had been dropped.

"Sorry, sorry." Shiraishi hurriedly apologized.

He twisted his wrist and couldn't help but said: "After taking off the wrist guard, the wrist is much more relaxed."

Then he looked at Shendai Lan and said seriously, "Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"I hope your next performance will make this waiting time worthwhile." Shen Dailan tapped his shoulder with a tennis racket, and said with a warm smile.

(End of this chapter)