Great Antiquity: Complementing the Fifty Avenues

Someone exclaimed loudly, but no one paid attention, because their attention was basically attracted by the game on the court.

Condescending, at this moment Wei Yilin is as eye-catching as the god in charge of the trial in mythology, and in fact his goal really controls the victory or defeat of the game, and the score is the end of the game... No comeback. Hope, and if we lose, the game will continue to stalemate! This ball is so eye-catching, and Wei Yilin has indeed used enough eye-catching skills.

"Dragon Falls Nine Heavens!!!"

The domineering name definitely has the power to match. This smash by Wei Yilin can be said to be the surest kill among the sure kills. The existence of this smash can be completely cracked.

Seeing such a smash, Echizen Nanjiro, the incarnation of Ryoma, could not help frowning. The pure super power and the superposition of layers of power made Longyun Jiutian almost impossible to crack, even he felt incomparable. tricky.

However, this ball was already Wei Yilin's match point. He had to shoot. Facing the tennis ball that fell from the sky, Echizen Nanjiro, the incarnation of Ryoma, finally waved the tennis racket in his hand.

At the first level of strength, Echizen Nanjiro, who was incarnated by Ryoma, felt his hand sink. This is definitely not inferior to the power of rigid style, and this is only the strength of one ball, and there are still eight full balls waiting for him! Second Ball! The third ball! Echizen Nanjiro, incarnated by Ryoma, has already held the racket with both hands and clenched his teeth to resist the downward force of the tennis ball. The power that even the dragon will fall is almost unstoppable by manpower. The power is already quite good.

The ending is already doomed at this moment! "It's over!"

Wei Yilin fell to the ground, looking at Nanjiro in front of him, and said as if he were pronouncing a sentence.

That's true, the fourth ball, the fifth ball! Ryoma.

Echizen Nanjiro was still able to hold on, but the tennis racket in his hand was overwhelmed and made a 'crunching' sound.

The seventh ball, the eighth ball! With the 'crash -' one, the tennis racket in the hands of Echizen Nanjiro, who was transformed into Ma, was directly shattered, and it was impossible to speak of smashing this hit.

The game is over! The winner is self-evident! With the sound of the referee's pronouncement, the figure of 'Echizen Nanjiro' disappeared at the same time, revealing the figure of Ryoma.

At this time, he was sweating profusely and panting, obviously exhausted.

Seeing the figure of Ryoma, Wei Yilin smiled slightly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Fantastic game! Ryoma, I hope to see you next time, you will be stronger than now!"

"I will! Senior Lin."

Ryoma replied with a tired smile.

"Have a good rest and look forward to seeing you next time."

Wei Yilin finally left such a sentence and walked slowly in the direction of the Huaxia team.

At this moment, the smiling teammates are giving Wei Yilin their most sincere applause with bright smiles.

At the same time, the audience is also full of applause, this applause is for me Wei Yilin and Longma, because it is they who let them see such a wonderful game! "Let's go! Little guy, you are still worse. far!"

Longya, who came to help Longma back to the rest area, joked with a smile, this seems to be a peculiar way of getting along with their brothers.

Seeing Longya's smile, Longma's face changed suddenly, turning into a look of disdain, ignoring Longya's ridicule at all.

"It's really uncooperative! Shouldn't you be so sad and cry like me at this time, as if you were bullied outside and went home and cried to your parents?"

Long Ya said sadly.

"Do you think I'm an idiot?"

Ryoma said angrily.

The two brothers noisily returned to the US team.

Seeing Reinhardt, Ryoma's face suddenly became serious. Without letting Longya help him, he walked in front of Reinhardt step by step: "I'm sorry, captain, I"

Ryoma was interrupted by Reinhardt before he finished speaking, and he looked at Ryoma with the same serious expression: "Don't say sorry, I believe you will win next time, right?"

"I will win!"

Long Ma said firmly.

"Very well, go down and rest! You are very tired."

After getting the answer he wanted, Reinhardt's voice also became softer.

"I know Captain."

Hearing this, Ryoma also nodded and sat on the chair to rest, and soon fell asleep.

I have to say that he is really tired, and the game just now almost exhausted his energy.

Looking at the sleeping Ryoma, Reinhardt's eyes suddenly turned to Longya, and he said, "Longya, Ryoma has great potential, teach him a lot, I hope he will become a killer in our team."

Hearing this, Long Ya was stunned for a moment, then said: "Of course, Captain, he is my younger brother!"

"Um"

Reinhardt nodded, turned his eyes to others, and finally settled on a young black teenager: "Reed, next game, you go!"

"Got it! Captain!"

The black boy named Reed stood up and nodded heavily.

The words are divided into two parts. Among the Huaxia team, the candidate for the second game has already been selected. It is the junior high school student Nangong Haoyu, a sunny boy full of extravagance. It is said that he comes from a large family with a long history in Huaxia. , Every word and deed are full of ancient Chinese charm.

"Haoyu, it's over to you!"

Qin Xiangtian said with a smile.

"Got it, coach."

Nangong Haoyu replied with a light smile, without the slightest excitement or anxiety, just like a clear spring, plain as water.

Seeing this, even Wei Yilin couldn't help but praise Nangong Haoyu's temperament.

Chapter 481 Chapter [-]

It's already 3:[-]:[-] pm, and there are still three games to go, so after a short break in the first singles, Nangong Haoyu and the black teenager Reed of the American team play.

Looking at Nangong Haoyu slowly walking towards the arena, Wei Yilin suddenly asked Shangguan Ruxue, "Axue, what is Haoyu's best at?"

Hearing that our beautiful girl Shangguan Ruxue eldest Miss couldn't help but glance at Wei Yilin and said, "You are the captain of junior high school students! Why don't you even know this?"

"this amount"

Wei Yilin smiled embarrassedly. To be honest, he really couldn't blame him. When Nangong Haoyu was training before, he always looked like he didn't show off his face. During training, it was difficult to see his path , so until now Wei Yilin has not figured it out.

"Okay! Just tell you."

Looking at Wei Yilin's embarrassed appearance, Shangguan Ruxue couldn't bear it, so he said: "If he is good at it, he is not particularly good at it, strength, speed, physical strength, all aspects are not particularly outstanding under the test. "

"How is it possible, then how did he get selected?"

Wei Yilin said in surprise, it stands to reason that tennis players will all have their own areas of expertise, but if they are not good at all, they can only be reduced to ordinary.

"What are you worried about, Miss Ben hasn't finished talking yet!"

Shangguan Ruxue pouted and said, "But I've known him before. Their family and our family are friends!"

"Is it a relationship?"

Hearing Shangguan Ruxue's words, Wei Yilin suddenly remembered the match he played when he first met Shangguan Ruxue. There is only one possibility for a family friend, and that is also the Count's family.

Knowing what Wei Yilin was thinking, Shangguan Ruxue nodded affirmatively and said, "Well, Nangong's family is the inheritance family of Bajiquan!"

"Bajiquan?"

Wei Yilin murmured softly, "Wen have Tai Chi to secure the world, and martial arts have eight poles to set the world."

He still said this, even though Tai Chi didn't appear inexplicably in this life, he still didn't dare to despise Ba Chi, who was as famous as Tai Chi in his previous life.

At the same time, he also understood why Nangong Haoyu is not particularly good at tennis, and it is clear that Bajiquan is his biggest killer.

Sitting on the chair, Wei Yilin stared closely at the court, and he was very curious about how well Nangong Haoyu could integrate Bajiquan into tennis.

At the same time, the game on the field started for a while.

After a brief confrontation, Nangong Haoyu and his opponent Reid discovered a very strange phenomenon, because their opponents are the same as themselves, no matter what.

It is very balanced in terms of tennis experience, technique, strength and speed, and there is nothing particularly good at it, as if encountering another self.

Looking at each other, Reed and Nangong Haoyu both had an inexplicable feeling that the opponent was definitely more than that.

"It seems that the only way to do it is to use all your strength!"

Nanmo thought, in fact, although he is not particularly good at tennis, he is definitely not weak. Usually, he can't take advantage of his teammates, but he is not inferior to Taylor, but he didn't expect to meet him. Is it a coincidence that Reed is so similar to himself? Nangong Haoyu doesn't know, but he also finds out, because after the game is over, is it a coincidence?

Together you will know.

The text has Tai Chi to secure the world, and the martial arts has the eight extremes to determine the universe.

Although this sentence is only a description of Taiji and Baji in Wei Yilin's previous life, it can be seen literally that Baji and Taiji are different, and this is indeed the case. Taiji is soft and strong, and only when you practice deep will you discover it. Rouji Shenggang understands rigidity, while Baji is the complete opposite. It is famous all over the world for its rigidity. Baji's rigidity is definitely a fearful existence among martial artists.

Of course, as to whether Bajiquan will produce softness or not when practicing Bajiquan at high depths, it is unknown. Nangong Haoyu also does not know, because he is only a martial artist with a small degree of Bajiquan, and he is still far from Chengdu. A certain distance, the gap with Wei Yilin is even more immeasurable.

However, this does not prevent Nangong Haoyu from integrating Bajiquan into his tennis.

"Look how my ball goes"

Nangong Haoyu said lightly, throwing the tennis ball in his hand, his body jumped up, and at the same time, the power of Bajiquan was unknowingly integrated into the swinging right hand.

"The Eight Extremes are strong!"

Wei Yilin, who was standing on the side of the court, couldn't help but murmured when he saw this scene. He guessed that he was right. Nangong Haoyu's trick was nothing else but the integration of Bajiquan into tennis.

The American team's Reed obviously didn't notice this, and was caught off guard by Nangong Haoyu's serve, only to realize what happened when the violent Baji invaded his arm.

The racket left his hand, Reed clutched his right arm, but there was no panic in his expression, but a relieved smile appeared.

"It turned out to be a descendant of Bajiquan, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Reed said such a sentence with a smile, but it made everyone in the audience except Reinhardt almost dumbfounded, because Reed said this sentence in Chinese, and the words were eloquent and very eloquent. typical.

Nangong Haoyu was also surprised, and said doubtfully, "You are"

"Do you know Bruce Lee"

Reed did not answer Nangong Haoyu's question, but what he said made everyone realize.

"Is that so, the inheritor of Jeet Kune Do?"

Wei Yilin was also relieved, but he didn't expect that there is a person like Bruce Lee in this world.

Naturally, Nangong Haoyu had also heard the name of Bruce Lee, and immediately understood why he felt that Reed was so similar to himself. It turned out that he was also an inheritor of ancient martial arts.

"If that's the case, then let's fight in an upright manner!"

Nangong Haoyu said lightly, with an inexplicable confidence between his brows.

"Exactly!"