Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 24 End
"Although I know that it is completely impossible for me to beat him now, but at least."

"At least one point must be scored!" Baishi roared in his heart, throwing the ball high.

"Whoosh." Perfect serve, the speed of the ball is at least 10% faster than before.

"Speed, strength, these are nothing in my eyes."

"So try to become stronger, at least break through your own weakness."

Shendailan stepped on the ground with his right foot, and then a bright thunder exploded.

"The Eleventh of Breaking the Way: Thunderbolt."

呲呲呲.

The tennis ball was entangled in the frenzied small lightning. During the extremely fast shuttle, the lightning almost pulled the air away, forming a slender horizontal line in the air.

"Huh." Under the thunder and lightning, when the strong wind of the tennis ball blew his broken hair, Baishi raised his eyes, his eyes were full of the joyful thunder.

"This ball, I want to take it!" He swung his racket, and with the howling wind, the racket touched the thunder, and an indescribable force came from it.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Baishi held the beat with both hands, his eyes burst out with a determined look, his arm muscles were trembling, and the lingering thunder and lightning had already climbed onto his arm.

"Drink!!" Blue veins climbed up his neck, even though his hands were numb, Shiraishi still tried his best to hit the ball back with all his strength.

"Out of bounds, 15-0."

Less than one centimeter from the bottom line, the scorched black ball print is clearly visible.

"Nearly?" Baishi sighed, and subconsciously placed his trembling hands by his side.

Now it is very difficult to even raise the arm.

"If his physical strength is full, the ball will be hit back. After taking off the golden wristband, his five-dimensional will still be significantly improved." Shendailan glanced at the tennis ball that rolled out of bounds, and the corner of his mouth subconsciously curled up.

The genius in the original book is still a little bit capable, just a few simple points can be greatly improved.

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"It's over here, your body is no longer strong enough to catch any of my shots." After seeing Shiraishi who broke the seal, Jindai Lan has no interest in continuing the game.

"Bang bang bang."

Next, Jindai Lan didn't use any ball skills, just the same basic ability is enough to crush Shiraishi, who is now exhausting a lot of physical strength.

"game, 3-0."

"game, 4-0."

"game, 5-0."

Under the dazzling offensive of Shendai Lan, the score soon reached the 40-0 match point.

"I really didn't expect that the gap between the two is ridiculously large."

Watanabe looked at the sweaty Shiraishi and the calm Shendai Lan, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"Baishi's talent can be considered among the top batch of junior high school students in this era, but I didn't expect that he would be so unbearable in comparison."

This made Watanabe couldn't help but think of the tennis player who was unrivaled in the world more than ten years ago, and felt even more embarrassed.

After the end of an era, there will always be new legends born.

At present, Shendailan is already on the road.

"Every era has a leading figure."

"Perhaps for Shiraishi, being born in this era is both lucky and unfortunate at the same time."

At this moment, facing the last ball, Shiraishi showed unprecedented concentration.

His counterattack power is also gradually increasing, this is the embryonic form of the Star Bible.

This feeling of "finding the direction" made him obsessed. Although his body was close to exhaustion, every time he faced a counterattack, his body would burst out with new strength.

He is on the road of self breakthrough.

"Kindai, you are really strong." Shiraishi stared closely at Jindai Lan and the cross racket in his hand.

With this kind of racket you can completely crush me, you make me realize how small I am.

In this world, there must be countless scary guys like you.

"Bang!" The tennis ball leaped deftly from Shendailan's half court, like an elf bypassing the net.

This is an opportunity.

Last chance to score.

With a flash of light in Baishi's eyes, he strode forward, stepped on the ground with his right foot, stretched his body, held the racket in his right hand, and aimed the ball at the tennis ball.

The breeze blew, lifting the slightly wet bangs.

"Round table strike." The strength of the whole body was completely concentrated towards the arm, and there seemed to be a white light appearing.

Under everyone's horrified gazes, the hoop hit the yellow tennis ball hard.

The strange force caused it to deform, making ripples like cannonballs, and rushed towards Shendailan.

"Shua, Shua, Shua." The moment the ball bounced off the ground, it produced wonderful fluctuations, soaring into the sky, and formed several phantom tennis balls in midair, as gorgeous and elusive as blooming flowers.

This is a technique similar to Tachibana Yoshihei's Bomb Ball Flurry, but with more elegance and subtlety.

"It's an interesting shot, but the speed is not enough, and it can be hit back the moment it hits the ground. There are still many shortcomings in general." Shendai Lan smiled lightly, and waved his arm from bottom to top.

"Just use this trick to end it."

"The Eighth Rebuke of the Way of Binding."

Strange ripples rippling, a wonderful air flow twisted and flowed, condensing into a round shield in front of Shendailan.

After the large phantom shadow brought up by the round table's blow was submerged into the round shield, its strength and speed seemed to be completely canceled out by the circulating airflow, and instantly combined into a ball.

With a bang, the tennis ball pierced through the half court and flew past the baseline where Baishi was.

"My round table attack... was cracked so easily?" Shiraishi widened his eyes, looking at the relaxed Shendailan in disbelief.

He could see the condensed shield.

That was a skill never seen before.

His round table kick was perfect, even supernormal.

But the buckler seemed to absorb all the power and speed, turning his game into a mediocre counterattack.

It was a broken way before, but now it is a bound way.

Is this the skill of the Age of Gods?
"Is that condensed round shield an airflow? Controlling the airflow while swinging the racket can counteract the power of the opponent's tennis ball. It's a weird skill." The straw at the corner of Watanabe's mouth has long since disappeared, and his face is serious.

"His strength has really reached that level."

Watanabe knew that the strength at that level could no longer be explained by science.

"Little brother, it's time to announce the result." Kandai Lan looked at the shocked Toyama Kintaro and said with a smile.

"Competition. The game is over, 6-0, and Fudomine Kinyolan won." Kintaro Toyama, who woke up from the shock, hurriedly announced the score, and then looked at Kinyolan excitedly: "Hey, you are really good, let's go Let's have a fight."

"Xiao Jin, are you crazy?" The other main candidates turned pale and hurriedly dissuaded, but they couldn't stop the completely excited Jin Taro.

"Oh? Aren't you afraid?" Komyo Ai looked at Kintaro with interest.

In Kintaro, he saw the possibility and passion for tennis far beyond others.

"Why are you afraid? I'm super excited to think that I can play with someone as good as you!" Toyama Kintaro's answer also made Komyolan very satisfied.

"Okay, I'll play a game with you, but not now." Shendai Lan put away his racket.

"I'll give you a week to absorb what you saw today. After a week, come to Fufu Peak to find me, and I will play a game with you."

(End of this chapter)