Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 76 The Horror of Fudo Peak

"The tone is really loud." Jiugui looked at Yajiujin seriously.

He is taller than a middle school student, with full muscles, slender legs, and the muscles on his calves are full of explosive power.

No matter how you look at it, he is not an easy person to deal with.

"Hey, did that white-haired guy at Fudo Peak often appear on street tennis courts before?"

"He seems to be the one who defeated Li Hai Taizheng!"

There were exclamations from the sidelines.

"Defeat Lihai Taizhengxuan?! Are you kidding me?" Nine ghosts were stunned.

Lihai University is like a mountain in everyone's heart.

Among them, if anyone is pulled out, he can beat Shimu Middle School.

Persimmon's goal this year is only to enter the Kanto competition.

If he can defeat Li Haida's Zhengxuan, then his strength is at least at the Kanto level!

"It's troublesome!" Jiu Guigui looked solemnly.

At this moment, several strange figures appeared around the stands.

"Is it the Ice Emperor? The Ice Empress came to watch the game?!" The audience looked shocked.

"It's still the first team! Ice Emperor is competing at this time, and they let the second team directly participate in the regional competition in order to watch the Fudo Peak game. Are they not afraid of overturning?"

"Could it be that in their hearts, Fudo Peak is an opponent that might threaten them?"

After reaching this conclusion, Jiugui's breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Hmph, I've already won two games in a short period of time. You're worthy of being Fudo Peak, and worthy of being my master's opponent, Jindai Lan." Atobe stood behind the barbed wire fence, with his right finger wrapped around his bangs, and his tone was soft.

"It should be only 5 minutes before the start of the game, and Kakiki couldn't resist it at all." Shinozu said solemnly: "Atobe, you are right, Fudo Peak is terrible."

"It was right to come here this time. I've seen the schedule. Today, Aokai and Fudo Peak will face off. There will be a good show." Atobe's eyes kept falling on the calm Shendai Lan, and he said with great interest .

"I don't know if the Age of God will make a move."

"Seigaku's Fujisuke and Tezuka should both be his targets."

"It doesn't matter." Atobe snapped his fingers resoundingly: "I know how to shoot, and they will all be immersed in my magnificent skills."

"Oh? Atobe, when you were on the tennis court last time, you weren't gorgeous at all." Jindai Ai had noticed Atobe's figure a long time ago, and when he was bragging about Atobe, he sent his condolences in a timely manner.

"Damn God." Atobu's face darkened suddenly.

"Is he the guy who deflated the minister? He looks very polite and gentle." The faces of the Ice Empress candidates were all different.

At this time, under the announcement of the referee, the game officially started.

"front."

The right to serve came to Akutsu's side.

Looking at Jiugui who treated him solemnly, the corner of Yajiujin's mouth couldn't help but evoke a cruel arc.

"Papa." The tennis ball kept beating on the ground, and the whole venue was silent.

Then, Yakujin's eyes changed suddenly, and his body tensed up suddenly. When the ball was thrown up, his body bent slightly into an arc, his feet were raised slightly, and his right racket was buckled down.

"Bang!" Under the perfect posture, the tennis ball was shot away with the sound of breaking the wind like an explosion.

"Whoosh!" The tennis ball whizzed past, and Kuki's shocked expression became the background board.

"15-0." Even the referee was stunned for a moment. If it hadn't been for the start of the game and his concentration was relatively concentrated, he might not have been able to catch the ball.

"So fast." Looking at Ajiujin with a fierce expression, Kuki's heart was full of turmoil.

"How can there be so many masters in Fudo Peak? A stream of cold sweat ran across Jiugui's forehead."

This one serves at least 150km/h.

"Kanto class." Atobe, who was watching the battle, said in a deep voice.

"Sure enough, Lihai's defeat in the main election is not groundless. Yakutsu has that strength."

"This guy's physical fitness should be at the top of this year's national competition. Except for Atobe and me, his winning rate should not be too high." Ninzu said solemnly.

"Don't underestimate yourself. After training by the devil, our Ice Emperor already has the strength to compete for the championship." Atobe said calmly.

Now he is not the national-level goalkeeper jokingly called in the original book.

Bingdi hired a professional analysis team last year to conduct scientific training for everyone.

Last year, he entered the national competition, but lost in the hands of Sitianbaosi in the end.

This year, Bingdi is ambitious and aims at the championship.

"If that's the case, there's nothing to be afraid of." Atobe showed a rather soft smile.

On the field, Yakujin was not complacent about scoring.

After scoring a point, he quickly took the ball out of his pocket and tossed it high.

"Bang!" The ball burst out like an arrow from the string.

"Step." Nine Ghosts, who had already been on guard, caught the path of the ball this time, took a sudden step, and when his left foot stepped on the ground, he exerted strength from his waist and abdomen, and kicked the ball back with a fierce foreground racket. Also with an arrogant cry.

"Do you really think this kind of ball can score?"

"Om."

What responded to him was a flash of light as swift as a thunderbolt, skipping the net in an instant and heading towards the right bottom corner of the half court.

"Tread." After all, Kuki is Kakiki's trump card, and his singles ability is not bad, catching up with the tennis ball in a few breaths.

"Crunch." The force from the tennis racket made his pupils shrink suddenly.

The arm began to tremble, and the racket even had a tendency to drop.

The power is so strong? !

He struggled to hit the ball back. The quality of this ball was average, the ball was slightly upward, and at the same time, its strength and speed were also somewhat lacking.

Akutsu seized the opportunity, took a quick step, pressed his body up, and while jumping up suddenly, the racket went down in a backhand position.

"Chi." With a soft sound, the tennis ball lightly passed over the net and rolled on the ground.

"30-0."

"His speed is so fast, and he is very calm. Jiugui tends to be stunned." The dry eyes of the spectators flickered: "His physical fitness can completely play straight tennis, but he is fierce and delicate. It’s smart to play tennis with the least amount of energy.”

"Hey, you can't do it." Ya Jiujin grinned and laughed.

He tossed the ball in his hand and sent out a high-speed serve again.

"Bang." Kuki chased after him and hit back with a powerful backspin.

"Too weak, too weak." The counterattack flew back at an even faster speed, piercing through the nine ghosts' half court in an instant.

Gan on the sidelines was keenly aware of Akutsu's small movements.

"His arms are stretched at a larger angle, and his left leg is more forward than the usual posture. Through the waist, legs, arms and other parts to counteract the rotation, and exert stronger power and rotation on the return ball, this posture Requires extreme flexibility and explosive power."

"It's only after years of practice that you can hit back like that."

"This game has no reference value. Kuki's strength has regressed this year. He is not Akutsu's opponent." Gan closed his notebook expressionlessly.

"For Qingxue, this is not good news."

(End of this chapter)