Great Antiquity: Complementing the Fifty Avenues

The continuous sound of electric current made Atobe, Sanada, Survival and other well-informed players cautious.

The current of power represents what they also know. This is the ultimate representative of power! Like a thousand birds singing in unison, without the slightest resistance, the Tezuka field of the birch land was destroyed, and it was generally broken. Under absolute power, the attraction of Tezuka's field has no effect on Wei Yilin's rigid style.

Seemingly not expecting this to happen, Hua Di stared blankly at the tennis ball that slammed into the barbed wire, looking a little overwhelmed.

But what made Wei Yilin puzzled was that in the next moment, a firm look appeared on the face of the elder brother Huadi.

"Have you given up yet?"

Wei Yilin thought suspiciously, in the state of constant training, other parts of Huadi's body senses are declining, although the speed of the rigid ball is constantly fast, but in Huadi's state, it is impossible to catch up to the tennis! Unless he has some fast moving skills.

Thinking of this, Wei Yilin's eyes were fixed on Huadi's body. Sure enough, in the next moment, Huadi's figure disappeared! He seemed to turn into a thunder, but in the blink of an eye, he met Wei Yilin head-on. rigid form.

"thunder"

Wei Yilin couldn't help but look in Sanada's direction. This is his best housekeeping trick! Even you and I are twitching. Not going to explain.

"Forget it, I'll ask you to settle accounts later!"

Wei Yilin thought of this, and his eyes fell on Huadi again. Although he caught up with the rigid style, Wei Yilin did not think that Huadi could hit his tennis ball back. With the enhancement of the rigid style, his strength increased. How strong, no one knows better than Wei Yilin himself, this age stage is not the kind of Wushan... the existence of innate divine power is impossible to follow.

However, everything is unexpected, and Wei Yilin is also prepared to deal with it.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Huadi's body, and his every move affected everyone's nerves.

Silently, he moved, and the hand shrouded in a thousand-strengthened light waved towards Gangshi without hesitation.

A second later, Huadi's painful roar sounded throughout the tennis court. At this time, the tennis ball had already landed on his tennis racket, and a powerful and unimaginable force began to hit his right arm along the racket. Under the impact of the powerful force, the muscles of the birch began to spasm, and great pain followed.

Chapter 392 Chapter Eighteen

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Huadi's body, and his every move affected everyone's nerves.

Silently, he moved, and the hand shrouded in a thousand-strengthened light waved towards Gangshi without hesitation.

A second later, Huadi's painful roar sounded throughout the tennis court. At this time, the tennis ball had already landed on his tennis racket, and a powerful and unimaginable force began to hit his right arm along the racket. Under the impact of the powerful force, the muscles of the birch began to spasm, and great pain followed.

However, Huadi did not let go, but clenched his teeth to resist this powerful force, and under the control of his strong will, his right arm moved slowly and stubbornly towards the front, obviously wanting to The tennis ball is pushed out, and under the peculiar effect of thousands of trials, as long as he hits the tennis ball back, then he has already succeeded.

However, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and at this time, "click"

A soft sound shook the hearts of many people.

It turned out that under the impact of the rigid force, Huadi's tennis racket could no longer support him! "Forget it! Huadi."

Standing on the sidelines, Atobe said softly, he knew he had done his best.

It was only the first time in history that Birch didn't listen to him.

"what--------!"

With a loud roar again, Huadi also knew that the tennis racket would not last long, but at this moment, his thick left leg suddenly stomped forward, leaning forward, using all his strength to hold the racket before it broke. The racket swung out.

"Snapped--!"

With a bang, the tennis racket snapped, but the tennis ball flew towards Wei Yilin at the same time. Under the special effect of thousands of trials, the power of this ball was unimaginable.

This can be known just by looking at the distorted figure of the tennis ball and the muffled sound like a thunderous sound.

Huadi, it was a success! But the price paid was also huge. Under the impact of the rigid force, his right hand could no longer hold the racket, and the broken racket handle fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"What a man to respect!"

Sanada said solemnly and solemnly, admiring Kazuki's never-give-up spirit from the bottom of his heart.

The others were even more silent, respecting Huadi in their hearts.

Atobe even stood blankly at the side of the court through the barbed wire and stared at the figure...the figure who had been by his side since he was a child, his mood was complicated and unspeakable.

"Hey--!"

Just when everyone was sincerely admiring Huadi's will, a sigh that broke the atmosphere suddenly sounded, attracting the attention of many people, because the sigh was not someone else, but the guard who was in the position of Huadi's opponent. Yilin.

However, Wei Yilin didn't pay attention to the gazes of everyone, but looked at Huadi who was still stubbornly standing on the opposite side, and muttered to himself: "You work so hard, even if I don't want to catch the ball, why would you be embarrassed?"

As soon as these words came out, many people wanted to laugh out loud, but more people heard Wei Yilin's thoughts from these words, he was going to pick up Huadi and fight back with injuries hit.

However, just by looking at the current tragic situation in Huadi, you can see the power of the rigid stance. No one can imagine the kind of damage that the double rigid stance will cause.

And everyone in Qingxue, who also understood Wei Yilin's thoughts, was even more anxious.

"Senior! Don't take it!"

Taocheng wanted to yell at Wei Yilin like this, but before he could finish speaking, a hand suddenly clapped on his shoulder and interrupted his words.

Taocheng turned his head and saw that it wasn't Fuji. "Senior Fuji, what are you doing to stop me... powerful tennis, if Senior Lin picks it up, it will definitely hurt!"

Taocheng said eagerly, although this is very disrespectful to the senior, but at this time he can't care so much.

Kikumaru nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, that's right, Huadi's return ball is really terrifying, I feel terrible just hearing that sound, how could this kind of ball be received!"

Hearing the words of the two, Fuji nodded slightly in agreement, but what he said made the two suddenly quiet down: "But, this is Linjun's game, isn't it?"

That's right! This is Senior A Linlin's competition! I don't have the right to let him do it.

Momojo and Kikumaru understood this, but because they understood they couldn't refute Fuji's words.

At this time, Fuji continued: "Also, I believe that if you are not sure, Lin Jun will not do it."

Hearing this, Taocheng and Kikumaru's eyes suddenly lit up, thinking of Wei Yilin's unfathomable strength, they suddenly had a little confidence in Wei Yilin in their hearts.

However, is this really the case? Indeed, he is very clear about how strong his rigid strength is, and he is also clear about how terrifying the strength after the strength is doubled. He is also clear, but he is clear, let the guard If Yilin went to pick it up, to be honest, he didn't have much confidence, because under the power, the force on the tennis ball was definitely stronger than the thunderous thunder of Wushan's full-strength shot in the Huaxia semi-professional tournament.

And how strong is Lei Ming, that is the powerful skill of knocking Wei Yilin's tennis racket into the air after showing the rigid style. Bina is even stronger. Even if Wei Yilin uses the rigid style, he uses the unique technique of pressing the bottom of the box to support the internal force. It may not be possible to receive it, and it is very likely to be injured.

However, it won't be long after this game is over for the semi-finals to start. At this time, as the ace of Qingxue, if he is injured, it will definitely cause an unimaginable blow to the morale of Qingxue. This kind of consequence is absolutely very serious.

For Qingxue or for Wei Yilin.

However, a man is born in the world, he does things and he doesn't do things. If he just gives up the courage to face off for victory, then it will definitely cause a lot of flaws in Wei Yilin's mind in the future. After all, although his reason is very good , but being too rational will lose some things, such as passion and the original intention of playing tennis.

Therefore, in the face of Hua Dizhi's double counterattack, Wei Yilin's eyes have already made up his mind.

"call--!"

He took a long breath, mobilizing the internal force in his body to flow to his arm, and the rigid posture was even more guarded.

Yi Lin put it out, he just stood quietly in front of Huadi's return ball, and the decision he made was already known to everyone - he was going to hit Huadi hard and still hit back even though he was injured. This ball.

Once came to express his sincere respect to his opponent Huadi.

Tennis is approaching, and all the spectators in the court have become quiet, even their breathing is inaudible, for fear of disturbing Wei Yilin in the court, after all, they have already seen the power of rigid style, and the power is doubled It is absolutely unimaginable for them how strong the rigid form is, so they are afraid that they will disturb Wei Yilin and cause him to fail to catch the ball.

In fact, they were overthinking it, because at this time Wei Yilin had already devoted himself to the fight against Huadi's counterattack.

In his eyes, the light was overflowing, and Wei Yilin's body exuded an unimaginably powerful fighting intent, and it even seemed to become stagnant in Wei Yilin's reality.

Finally, the tennis ball was close at hand, and Wei Yilin finally moved! With the racket dance, Wei Yilin collided with the tennis ball without the slightest hesitation.

"boom--!"

With a bang, tennis, racket appeared and touched, a contest of force and force officially started! Rigid style, internal force, the internal force had doubled the strength of Wei Yilin in the past, and should not have been facing the double The rigid form of the double counterattack is like Lin's enemy, but it was only in the past. With the continuous strengthening of Wei Yilin's body, the inner strength of Wei Yilin's strength has only been less than half of the blessing. After all, he The body has been accustomed to the existence of internal strength and the improvement is naturally not so scary, and it is precisely because of this that tennis defender Yilin, who has undergone hard work and has been repaid twice, is such a formidable enemy.

It is a huge improvement to know that when the strength is increased to a certain level, it is a huge improvement, not to mention that when the strength reaches the level of Wei Yilin, as soon as he touches Wei Yilin, he feels an unstoppable force transmitted through the tennis racket. Above his right arm, under the impact of this force, at that moment, Wei Yilin was almost unable to support it. Originally, in such a situation, Wei Yilin's best choice should be to let go of the racket... The racket left his hand, but today, Wei Yilin is destined not to let go this time.

Grinning his teeth tightly, a look of pain on Wei Yilin's handsome face with sharp edges and corners flashed away, but he was quickly suppressed by him, because his friends were watching him from his side, he didn't want them worry about him.

In this way, Wei Yilin held the racket in a stalemate with the tennis ball, one second - two seconds - three seconds 3 - three seconds 3 stalemate, every second was a kind of stalemate for Wei Yilin. Huge torture, fortunately, the strength is sometimes poor, and the strength on the tennis has been almost exhausted under these three seconds of competition.

Seizing the moment, Wei Yilin suddenly grabbed the right hand holding the racket with his left hand, and controlled his arm to hit the tennis ball back.

This time, Wei Yilin's counterattack was very light, or in other words, he couldn't use any power at all, because under the check just now, his consumption was huge, and even his right arm was damaged. It's like falling into reasonableness and completely turned into a chicken in soup.

But fortunately, he always hit the tennis back in the past.

As soon as the tennis ball crossed the net, it began to fall slowly. After all, the force Wei Yilin had exerted just now was too small, so he could only support it to fall here.

It has to be said that this kind of ball is really out of Wei Yilin's level, and even the average tennis novice can easily get it.

But that's a normal situation, a huge shadow in front of the tennis covered it, and the owner of the shadow watched the tennis ball fall, bounce, and fall, but there was no movement.

"Birch Field"

Seeing this scene, Ajibe on the sidelines suddenly laughed, then raised his arms high, and said loudly to the referee sitting on the sidelines: "Referee, this game, we admit defeat."

The word admit defeat seemed to irritate Birch who was standing in front of the tennis, who was a little stunned. He looked at Abubu with a dull gaze, and there was a trace of doubt. He didn't seem to understand why Ajibe would give up this game. He clearly hasn't lost yet. .

Nodding his head, Atobe naturally understood what Huadi meant, and just whispered: "Huadi, you have done enough!"

Shocked all over, Hua Di finally nodded and said, "Yes!"

Seeing this scene, Wei Yilin smiled slightly. He naturally knew the reason why Ajibu did this, because his right hand was temporarily disabled due to the rigid connection to his rigid birch ground, and his hand muscles were seriously injured. I can't even hold the handle.

It is no longer possible to continue the game.

He himself had done a lot of research on Huadi, but his arm was slightly injured, so it would be no problem to continue the game. Atobe saw this and would simply admit defeat.

"Lin, congratulations on entering the semifinals, but you have to win the championship!"

Atobe said so, after the game, Atobe Master has returned to his usual arrogant appearance.

"That's natural."

With a slight smile, Wei Yilin replied unceremoniously.

"Then I'll wait and see!"

Ajibu also smiled, beckoned, and walked away with the Bing Emperor's main candidates.

At this time, the referee's voice finally sounded: "The game is over, Bingdi Huadi Chonghong admits defeat, the winner Qingxue Wei Yilin, congratulations to Qingxue for successfully advancing to the semi-finals!"

The voice gradually faded, Wei Yilin walked out of the tennis court, and at the same time the cheers of Qingxue, the congratulations of Tachibana Jiping and Fudo Peak burst into his ears.

With a slight smile, Wei Yilin was also happy because of it.

On the other side of Yuci at the same time, the beautiful young man Yukimura Jingichi led the Lihai public to leave silently. Before leaving, he silently glanced at Wei Yilin, who was surrounded by everyone.

"Wei Yilin, I look forward to fighting with you."

At the same time, the people from Sitianbao Temple also left slowly under the leadership of Baishi. In the afternoon, it was their match against Fudo Peak, so they still had to prepare for it.

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