Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 48 Greenhouse Grown Flowers

"Being able to comprehend this trick is already very commendable."

"As a reward for you, let me show you this move."

"Instant step."

"For nothing!"

Slashing fists and walking ghosts, these are the four foundations of Shinigami.

The figure of Shendai Lan appeared at the landing point in an instant, facing the suppressed thunder, his expression was calm, and his body was light and joyful.

"That's it." For some reason, countless people saw in Shendailan a heavy but light aura like a boxing champion.

"As long as you develop enough foundation, you can handle most of the skills."

Hitting in vain is a bare-handed fighting skill in Death God.

In the anime Bleach, there are not many shots shot in vain, but it cannot be denied that this is an indispensable foundation for Bleach.

"Drink!" Shendailan swung his pat, and at that moment, it seemed that a thick fist was solidified.

With an indomitable momentum, he moved towards the thunder.

"Bang." With the sound of the explosion, the thunder exploded, and the thunder light overflowed, and the tennis ball pierced Kintaro's half at a faster speed, so fast that even the trace of the ball could hardly be caught.

The sound of breaking wind from the tennis ball made the net sway wildly, and a small hole was torn at the top.

"Bang." The ball hit the ground and popped out of bounds.

"15-0."

"Kintaro Toyama couldn't compete, and Lan Jindai won."

With the referee's announcement, the game came to an end.

"Take him to the VIP hotel in Fudo Peak." Shendai Lan said to the coming butler.

The land near Fudo Peak has been acquired by the Shendai Group, and many of them have high-end hotels.

Kintaro Toyama, who was already out of strength, was surprised that his powerful shot was easily returned.

The scorched black ball marks on the ground, surrounded by lightning, are enough to prove that the ball is powerful.

As expected of the Age of Gods that nearly collapsed Shiraishi, it really was too powerful.

Toyama Kintaro had a tired smile on his face.

The ball he hit with all his strength was easily counterattacked by Lan Jindai.

He can only hit this ball once a game.

It's really a bit of a setback.

but.

In the next second, the lost emotions were swept away.

He excitedly shouted at Jindai Lan: "Kamidai, you are really, really good. Can I play with you every day! One game a day, okay!! No, no, three days is fine, okay? OK, okay?"

Kintaro Toyama's performance made Qing Xue's main candidate can't help being stunned.

"This guy, doesn't he know defeat? The Age of God easily cracked his trick. How come he hasn't been hit at all?" Dashi wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help muttering to himself.

For a tennis player, self-confidence is crucial.

When the tricks that I have studied so hard are constantly being cracked, it is inevitable that I will have denial emotions towards myself.

God's Generation Blue gave everyone that sense of oppression.

No matter what the trick is, Shendailan seems to be able to crack it without any effort.

You don't even need to use your ball skills.

Even just watching the battle, Dashi can feel the suffocation, let alone Kintaro Toyama in the battle.

but.

Toyama Kintaro didn't feel fear, but he became more motivated to fight.

"This Kintaro is top-notch in terms of temperament and talent, no wonder Echizen lost to him." Qian murmured.

"Yes, the current Echizen has not yet completed its transformation." Tezuka said solemnly: "This competition will also be a valuable experience for him."

"However... what is the purpose of that Goddai Lan? I'm a little uneasy." Fuji Zhousuke opened his eyes, and his blue pupils were fixed on the Goddai Lan in the field.

"He wouldn't want to absorb Xiaobudian into Fudo Peak." Kikumaru made a guess that he thought was outrageous, and then scratched his head: "Impossible, Xiaobudian won't leave Qingxue."

Turning his head, he saw Tezuka's serious face.

"No way." Kikumaru didn't dare to say it.

Yes, Echizen might not leave.

Tezuka's eyes were deep, containing the color of reminiscence.

When he was in the elementary school league, Shendai Lan had persuaded himself.

The current Qingxue is just a swamp, and those who enter it will only sink deeper and deeper.

The strength will not be improved in any way.

In the end, I still chose to join Qingxue, and finally encountered an elbow injury.

Now, he has become the pillar of Seigaku, and he also pins his hopes on Echizen Ryoma.

"Echizen, become the pillar of Seigaku." He had thought about saying this to Echizen countless times.

Only in this way can Echizen's belief be strengthened and he can find the motivation to become stronger.

But is this really true?
Tezuka didn't know the answer.

But for sure.

Compared with other schools, Qingxue is too pedantic.

Internal competition is not fierce enough.

The role played by the coaches is also negligible.

I don't know when, Tezuka's heart has been covered with haze.

His fists clenched subconsciously.

Do you have the courage to take that step?

"Is this the gap between me and them?" After watching the game at close range, he also felt the oppressive feeling of Jindai and Kintaro's courage and strength to break through everything, and Echizen once again fell into deep doubts.

It's not as bad as Shendailan, after all, the other party is a third-year student and a minister.

But Kintaro Toyama was a veritable freshman, and he had only played tennis for three months.

In contrast, I, who has been trained since childhood, is like a waste.

"Do you feel your own powerlessness? In front of real geniuses, you are not special." Kojiro Lan's voice rang in Echizen's ear.

"You bastard." Momoshiro jumped off the referee's seat, hurriedly ran to Echizen's side, and looked at Jindailan like a thief.

"Echizen, are you willing to live your whole life with the title of the second generation of samurai?" Kandai Lan looked at Echizen Ryoma contemptuously and said.

The second generation of samurai!

Echizen couldn't help clenching his fists, his face full of unwillingness.

Before joining Qingxue, he also heard about Qingxue's regulations.

First graders are not allowed to touch a racket.

For Echizen, who once studied in the United States, this kind of regulation is absurd.

Tennis should rely on strength to rank seniority.

rather than by age.

"You don't really think that you became the main candidate because of your own strength, do you?" Shendai Lan's tone was full of teasing.

"Tezuka in the first grade has national-level strength, but he still picks up the ball."

"Minister/Tezuka!" Hearing these words from Jindai Lan, Seigaku Masho couldn't sit idly by, and all turned their eyes to Tezuka, hoping that Tezuka would give orders.

But Tezuka still hugged his shoulders expressionlessly.

"Now you are, at best, a brat with decent talent, held in the hands of a group of people, thinking that you are invincible in the world." Shendailan said mercilessly, and Echizen's face became paler under his words.

"Enough is enough, you guy." Taocheng couldn't see it, and took a step forward.

"Did you choose to grow up in an uncompetitive greenhouse? Or did you choose to make your own way in the cruel world?" Shendai Lan ignored Momoshiro and handed the tennis racket to Echizen.

(End of this chapter)