Net King: Opening Ten Draws

"I don't know what to do with Atobe Rinbing next."

Berti stared closely at the field.

Because he found that his brother began to be serious and focused.

on the field.

Polk showed a serious look after returning to the bottom line, half squatted, and made a defensive state.

He never thought that Lin Bing would play such a simple and effective scoring technique, which surprised him.

"Third goal...Are you ready, Polk."

Bang! Bang! Bang! The crisp bouncing sound sounded like a magic sound, making the surrounding discussions quiet, and everyone's eyes focused on Lin Bing.

Everyone wanted to see what kind of ball Lin Bing would play and continue to score on Polk.

Is it as unexpected as the first two goals, or is it a head-on score.

Swish! The tennis ball comes out of the fingertips.

The moment the ball fell, the racket hit the tennis ball instantly.

Huh! The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and faint ice flowers fell from the sky, filled with a sad atmosphere.

"That's the trick!"

Schneider widened his eyes and looked at the ground in front of Polk.

Sure enough, a tennis ball was spinning at high speed on the ground, and there was no sign of rebound at all.

Icemourne! "So fast!!"

Polk only had the idea of ​​063 shots left in his mind. At the moment when the ball crossed the net, he didn't even see the shadow of the ball.

The only thing visible is the high-speed spinning ball on the ground.

Ice Mourning is simply a ball that cannot be returned. The ball does not move or rebound. Once the racket touches the tennis ball, it is a violation of the law to return the ball and will be sentenced to lose points.

Bang!! Atobe Rin ice scores, the score is 40.

The game has come to the point.

The arena fell into deadly silence, and everyone stared at the arena in astonishment.

Like Polk, they couldn't see the trajectory of the ball at all, and when they reacted, the ball was already spinning at a high speed on the ground.

Although most of the spectators have seen this game, but the second time they saw it, they couldn't help but be shocked.

No one knows when the tennis ball hits the ground.

And the serve that stepped on the rule line made people feel helpless in Polk's heart.

"Good guy...that's 280 hrs..."

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Chapter 323: The Power of the Sixth Sense (4 more)

Chapter 33: A powerful sixth sense 4 "Aside from the effect of...no rebound, the speed of this ball is indeed a little too fast."

In the audience, Bertie frowned and said.

Like Polk, he has an amazing talent for insight, and he has good dynamic vision on the high-speed ball.

The club has done tests, he and Polk's dynamic vision are on par, and if even he can't see, Polk is not necessarily better.

Berti believes that even without the non-rebound effect, allowing Polk to simply face the speed of the ball will not necessarily be able to fight back.

Supernova explosion is 270 ball speed, but Ice Mourning is 280.

Kilometers, the difference is a thousand miles away, the former is only close to the professional ball speed, but the latter is the real professional ball speed.

"Even if you see it, it's useless, this ball, there is no room to fight back."

"If Lin Bing goes to play professional games now, this skill can also guarantee him to score on serve."

Michael Bismarck hesitated for a while, then shook his head and said.

The effect of Icemourne really makes people have no good way to make a positive response.

Bang! Just when everyone was talking about it.

The snowflakes fell again, and Lin Bing hit the ball.

The white traces swept across, and the tennis ball spun at high speed on the ground until it finally stagnated on the ground.

Ice Mourning!! Atobe Rin ice score, the score is 1.

Lin Bing easily won his serve.

The arena fell silent again, most of the audience watching Polk's game.

Some who haven't seen it, also know there are legends about Polk's record.

Polk, who has never conceded a goal in the game, has conceded [*]% in a row today, and it's a pointless loss.

"Too...too strong, such a speed is completely incomprehensible."

"You're wrong, there is no solution to speed and no solution to the rotation of the serve, it won't bounce, won't move, and can't even hit back."

"That said, but the speed of the ball is really fast, there is no room for reaction at all."

"It's amazing. In less than three minutes, Atobe Rinbing actually won a game in Polk's hands. This has never happened."

"If you keep playing this serve in Rin Bing's serve, won't you be sure to score?"

The audience talked excitedly, and looked at Lin Bing with excitement.

"Atobe Rinbing's strength is far stronger than we imagined... Is there no limit to Ice Mourning?"

Michael Bismarck frowned.

In most people's opinion, the more powerful the ball, the more obvious the side effects will be.

Judging from Lin Bing's current state, this does not affect the arm or other places at all.

But Michael Bismarck didn't know, he guessed it right, only with today's physical fitness, Ice Mourning can maintain the effect of two rounds, will there be a burden.

"It's very strong, but the next game is Senior Polk's serve game, and it should be played back."

Shrink carefully.

"Don't forget, Lin Bing's scoring ability is far more than this one"

"Don't you forget the skills that Lin Bing showed in the game that day."

It's not that Schneider underestimates Polk, but the game has just begun, and there's no way to jump to conclusions.

................................................................................................................."Is this your true strength. ....Bingbing."

Polk's eyes narrowed.

In this serve, he tasted defeat for the first time.

From the first ball of the Emperor's Realm, to the tightrope, and then to Icemourne.

Every skill surprised and amazed him.

And he knew that Lin Bing's strength was far more than that.

Although this game is his serve game, the intensity will only be more dignified than before.

"Serve, the game is on, don't let him stop!"

Lin Bing replied nonchalantly.

Polk nodded to the court, took a deep breath, and slapped the tennis ball on the ground slowly.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The tennis ball bounces on the ground.

Swish! The ball was detached from the fingertips, and the arm holding the racket swung wildly, and the dull air pressure gathered on the hitting point.

The dull crashing sound rang out, and the tennis ball turned into a golden streamer that ran through the arena and disappeared from everyone's sight instantly.

A ball that runs faster than Mach's serve runs across the court.

In the face of Lin Bing's extreme display, Polk also started his counterattack.

Although the speed of the ball is not as fast as Lin Bing's two serve, it is also extremely amazing, and many spectators can only feel the vibration in the air.

and that overlapping voice.

"Very good speed, but unfortunately... Like you, the speed ball is useless to our city."

A cold voice came.

I saw Lin Bing swinging the racket and intercepting it towards an air.

Leaving aside the ultimate insight, Lin Bing, who has opened up his sixth sense, has a premonition of facing all unknown things.

The high-speed ball is no exception. From the moment Polk is about to hit the ball, his sixth sense has already simulated the ball path in Rin Bing's mind.

The high-speed ball may be able to escape the lock of insight, but it cannot escape the influence of the sixth sense.

In the original novel, Seiichi Yukimura, who opened his sixth sense, is invincible.

Swish! The body flashed and came to an empty position.

The racket swept out and hit the air.

A strong beating sound rang out.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, looked up, and found that the tennis ball that disappeared in the half court appeared on Lin Bing's racket.

And with the push of Wang Hao Pai of the ball, the tennis ball flew back quickly.

"This....."

Polk frowned.

He could be sure that Lin Bing didn't look at the tennis ball at this moment, but found the position of the ball very casually.

"This is!!! This is..."

In the monitoring room, Pubuk's eyes widened, staring at the stadium in disbelief.

"Sixth sense... After many years of coaching, he is very aware of the existence of the sixth sense, but this trick only appears in professional players, and there are very few children.