Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 59
Crazy bone.

The captain of the Eighth Division of the Soul World of the Death God, and the Zanpakuto of Kyoraku Shunsui.

Turning children's games into reality, as long as you step into the range of Huatian Kuanggu, you will be forced to participate in the game, and all the rules are set by Huatian Kuanggu.

And the range is... this stadium!

"Let's play a game." Shendailan raised his head, his gaze under the lens was full of teasing.

"The first rule."

He took a step, and the breeze stirred his sleeves and raised his bangs.

"Shadow ghost."

After saying that, the racket in Shendai Blue's hand has been printed on the tennis ball.

"Bang." The tennis ball turned into yellow light and went towards Echizen Nanjiro.

"Huh? It seems nothing special." Echizen Nanjiro narrowed his eyes and made a swinging gesture.

However, at the moment the ball touched the ground and bounced, an indescribable pressure hit his body, even causing his body to pause, and his face suddenly changed.

"Bad." Even with his quickest adjustments, the quality of the return was low.

The tennis ball flew leisurely into the air after touching the racket.

"Rule [-], shadow ghost, the person who is hit by the shadow will lose." Shendailan's calm voice sounded in the air.

Nanjiro looked up, and was surprised to find that Jindai Lan had jumped high.

"Brand ghost, the one who stands taller wins." The racket was slammed down, and the originally leisurely tennis ball suddenly turned into a sharp sword and shot towards the right half.

"Step!" Echizen Nanjiro moved, and the expression of laughter was put away on his face, showing a rare solemnity.

"Crack." Shendailan's ball was very heavy, unbelievably heavy.

This is definitely not a ball that people of the same age can play.

But Nanjiro took it anyway.

"What's going on here? Why did he suddenly burst out with such amazing power?" Nanjiro's eyes were serious.

Seeing that his offensive didn't work, a hint of disappointment flashed in Shendai Lan's eyes.

Tennis legends are so terrifying, even if they use their own rules and tricks, they are still cracked.

Jindai Lan only felt that the fighting spirit was more high-spirited, and explained softly:

"Before, it was a shadow ghost. The person who was hit by the shadow would lose. The one who smashed was the brand ghost. Standing higher can win. As long as you follow the rules, you can hit the ball that the opponent can't fight back."

"I see."

Nanjiro turned his head to look to the right, and found that the light reflected his own shadow.

"What an interesting skill." He couldn't help but sigh.

"But I can't score." Shendailan said helplessly.

"No, at least you made me move." Minamijiro shifted his pace and returned the next tennis ball.

His field is broken.

The two chatted and fought like a halftime break.

"Young man, do you have any other cards?" Nanjiro had to admit that his body, which had been silent for a long time, had a tendency to heat up, and his expectations for Jindai Lan were also growing.

Shendailan was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Senior, be careful."

Ordinary Hajime skills obviously couldn't cause trouble to Nanjiro.

Even with the regular Zanpakutō, Nanjiro's carelessness, and even a broken racket, the tennis ball was easily returned.

enough to be visible.

Nanjiro is stronger than he thought.

As expected of the ceiling of this world.

Jindai Lan's expression became serious, and a white mist lingered around his body.

Climbing up the arm like a white snake.

"What an irritable atmosphere!" At the moment when the white mist appeared, Nanjiro sensed a negative emotion, which spread along the entire venue and spread to the surroundings, and the Shendai Lan in the center opened a pair of eyes full of malice, which made people feel angry. Terrified again and again.

This situation only lasted for a moment, and in the next moment, a white mask condensed from Shendailan's face.

"Crack." Shendailan stretched out his right hand and crushed half of the mask.

The fragments of the mask fell to the ground, turning into white mist and dissipating in the air.

Blurring is a terrifying ability.

Greatly improve all attributes of the body, but at the cost of losing sanity.

In the years behind the U17, Shendailan has been cultivating his mind, although his strength may have improved extremely slowly compared to the past, and may even be surpassed by Byodoin Phoenix.

But when he completed the cultivation of xinxing and completely controlled his emptiness, he made up all the previous progress.

Not only far surpasses Byodoin Phoenix, but also has the opportunity to acquire higher realm abilities.

In the world of God of Death, cultivating the mind is also very important.

When the male protagonist Kurosaki Ichigo understands his sense of mission and pursues it firmly, his heart becomes firmer, and his Zanpakuto becomes stronger.

Uncontrollable power is tasteless.

God Generation Blue is convinced of this.

"False flash." He spit out a sentence slowly, his voice slightly distorted.

White light continuously gathered in the Age of Gods blue, illuminating the field, and a phantom of a black monster at least three meters tall appeared behind itself. Under the white mask, there were a pair of deep and terrifying eyes.

"Boom!" A dazzling white light shot out from the mouth of the black monster, leaving ravines everywhere it passed.

Echizen Minamijiro had never seen this kind of skill, and it seemed that Komyo Ai was a completely different person.

This is comparable to the breath of another dimension.

This is different from the path of Perfection and Asura Shinto! !
He is a middle school student, and he has gone out of his own way?

Nanjiro couldn't hide his shock.

While shocked, there was also a bit of regret.

If I was in the same era as him and competed together, maybe I wouldn't be so boring.

Thinking of this, Nanjiro clapped with both hands.

A phantom of a warrior gathered behind him.

If the virtual figure is full of violent and destructive power, then the warrior figure is sharp enough to tear everything apart.

The moment the samurai sword appeared in his hand, Xu trembled, as if expressing fear.

"It's so scary, but the appearance of another dimension actually made my virtual world show signs of collapse." Shendai Lan's eyes were shocked.

This doesn't mean that Xu is not as good as Samurai, it's just that the gap between Kandailan's own ability and Echizen Minamijiro's is too big at this stage, so the gap between Xu and Samurai is as big as heaven.

"What are these?" Echizen Ryoma, who was watching the battle, was speechless.

Is this really playing tennis?

These skills can kill people.

At this moment, the false flash has arrived.

Echizen Minamijiro exhaled slowly.

The moment the ball comes in front of you, all light and spin disappears, as if someone hit the time-pause button.

The samurai phantom behind him swung his long knife.

Under the sharp light, the tennis ball seemed to be integrated with the samurai sword, piercing through the air, and heading towards Shendailan with the power to tear everything apart.

Accompanied by Echizen Nanjiro's excited voice:

"Young man, use all your hole cards! Otherwise, you will get hurt."

"Chi Chi Chi." The tennis had just passed halftime, and the power it brought had already caused the mask on Shendai Lan's face to burst.

If you get hit by this ball, you will die.

Facing the threat of death, Shendailan had no fear in his heart.

Only excitement to the extreme madness.

"That's the feeling, this is the tennis I want to play!"

"This is the opponent I want to find!!"

His aura instantly became staring, his eyelids drooped, and the time in front of him seemed to slow down.

The magnetic voice echoed throughout the venue.

"Swastika solution (gai)!"

(End of this chapter)