Net King: Opening Ten Draws

Polk stared at Rin Bing with a dignified expression, but his body actually climbed little by little, and the surroundings were filled with strange pressure.

Rumbling! There was a dull roar in the air, and the dust and mist swept up, covering the arena, and then rushed towards Rin Bing.

"You should know that momentum suppression... is useless to me."

Lin Bing spoke coldly, and just after the words fell, an extremely icy aura erupted from his physical energy, and he rushed straight to Polk.

The two auras collided out of thin air, and there was a continuous roar all around, making people unable to help but be startled.

Gudong... The audience swallowed their saliva subconsciously, looking at the strong air pressure on the field, as if they felt that their necks were tightly imprisoned by some people, unable to breathe.

"Okay...good breath, is this still a junior high school competition?"

"A German country first, a Japanese country first, in the end who is stronger."

The audience was sensitive to the discovery that the breath belonging to Polk was constantly being crushed and shattered in the next second.

"The game starts! The German team Polk will serve first, and the game will end!"

Seeing one side's momentum collapsed, the referee blew the whistle immediately.

The momentum of the two is far beyond what he thinks, and he can't resist at all, so let's hurry up and let the two compete.

The two went to the bottom line after hearing this.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Polk slammed the tennis racket to the ground, the orderly bouncing echoed the court, the noise disappeared, and the audience turned their attention to the court.

Lin Bing's eyes revealed unprecedented seriousness, and she half squatted and took a defensive posture.

Polk is the only genius he has recognized since he came to the Net King World, and even Echizen Ryuya can't compare to him.

After coming to this world, the real loss of the game is still his own serve, which Polk won.

Therefore, he was very concerned about the opponent in front of him.

Huh! The thought flashed by, and Polk, who was on the court, threw the tennis ball into the sky with his hand, and pushed his racquet arm down.

Bang! A dull crashing sound echoed across the court, and tennis balls shot out and swept over the net.

"Good... good standard serve, like a textbook."

"The German players' serve is very standard, but Polk's serve gives people a different feeling."

The audience couldn't help but stare in disbelief when they saw Polk's serve.

Polk's serve is very standard, even impeccable, and has his own charm.

A set of movements can't escape the slightest fault, and it looks very natural.

Originally it was just an ordinary flat shot, but it exploded with a shocking impact throughout the entire arena.

"Between you and me, we still need this."

Lin Bing opened her mouth coldly, and her figure disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, his eyes were cold before he had blocked the ball.

Swish! The racket moved, the tennis ball sank and exploded.

Huh! But the next second, Polk also appeared in front of tennis.

With rich game experience and amazing reactions, Polk can make accurate judgments before and after the opponent's counterattack, and each counterattack is like arriving in advance.

Boom! A strong roar exploded, the ball shriveled down, and the explosive shot flew out, running through the arena.

The spectators were all taken aback by the sound.

Looking up, I saw a tennis ball running at high speed in mid-air, the skin layer rubbed against the air, and a faint heat and blush appeared.

It's just an ordinary flat shot, but it allows Polk to play the power of top-level skills.

............Begging for flowers.......Boom!.....The tennis ball hit the ground, the dust and mist swept up, and the ground came clear vibration.

In the audience seats that are closer, you can clearly feel the trembling from your feet.

"A strong flat shot?"

Lin Bing closed her eyes, didn't care, she waved her racket forward.

But when the ball bounced off the ground, a strong sense of crisis entered his mind, and his sixth sense told him that the ball was very dangerous.

Sure enough, the tennis ball spun at a high speed after landing. He didn't realize what was going on. After the ball spun in place, it stopped on the ground.

Nirvana!! Jurgen: Barry Savage Polk scores, 15.

"what!!"

The entire audience, including the entire Japanese team, showed incredible expressions.

Nirvana, Lin Bing's signature skill, so far, no one has been able to imitate it.

And Polk came out.

"this person!"

Kijujiro's face sank, and he realized for the first time that Polk's power might not be conceivable.

......"The ball skills you played in the elite club were very good, so I found some time to practice."

"Although it can't reach your flying speed, it finally keeps the ball from bouncing."

Polk said with a smile.

His eyes showed a dignified look, and he did not feel superior because of the score.

Nirvana has not yet used the essence.

In the Elite Challenge, the Nirvana that Lin Bing played had a 260 return speed.

The power of his own play is naturally different from the former.

"I didn't expect you to imitate this trick."

Lin Bing nodded slightly, not surprised.

The ball skills of system integration are all rules to follow.

"Then let me see how you have progressed over time, Polk!"

Lin Bing said calmly, and assumed a defensive stance again.

The appearance of Nirvana did surprise him, but if Polk was playing once.

He was confident he could fight back easily.

Swish! Polk threw the tennis ball into the sky.

A dull crash sounded, and the tennis ball ran through the arena and slammed down in front of Lin Bing.

"This is... true Nirvana!"

Boom! The dull crashing sound rang out, and the tennis ball ran through the court, standing still in front of Polk.

The time to stop spinning was more than double that of Polk.

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Chapter 473: The decisive battle between the two firsts (2 more)

Chapter 43: The decisive battle between the two chapters 2 even more golden thin lines flashed, and the tennis ball fell to the ground.

Polk just wanted to step up to catch up with the front to counterattack, but found that the ball had stopped on the ground.

Rao's reaction was astonishing, and he could only watch the tennis ball stop in front of him.

"This is true Nirvana."

Rin Bing murmured, turned around, and walked back to the bottom line.

The breeze blew, and the coat behind him floated up, causing everyone's pupils to shrink sharply.

"Rin Bing's strength... is stronger."

Berti looked at the field with a solemn expression, the goal just now far exceeded the data he had collected before.

!Atobe Rin ice scores, the score is 15.

The score was tied in less than 2 seconds.

"What an amazing ability to control the ball. Could it be that that day...he didn't use his real strength."

Hearing the referee's whistle, Bismarck shuddered and stared at the arena in disbelief.

There were dozens of white scratches around the stationary tennis ball, and cracks appeared on the newly repaired court.

"It's not just the rotation, the speed...the speed at that moment, even I didn't see it clearly."

Schneider took a deep breath and said solemnly.

.... "Captain's nirvana just now, there are 265 on it... This..."

Mitsugu looked at the notebook in his hand and hesitated.

After all, at that moment, he didn't see anything, and he could only pin his hopes on Yuezhi Moonlight on the side.

"Slightly slower than the peak speed of Mach's serve, but 265."

Yuezhi Yueguang can't see the speed of the ball.

However, due to the skilled control of high-speed balls, the interval value of the ball speed can be infinitely reduced.

Hearing this, the team members of each school took a deep breath and once again realized the power of Rin Bing Atobe.

Ordinary middle school students, it is difficult to even hit 20 serving speed, not to mention 265, the most important thing is that Lin Bing's Nirvana is a counterattack, not that the serving speed is affected by the vertical swing, and the speed of the ball will be very fast.

But the counterattack is random, and it is all based on personal strength, not a level of existence.

on the field.

Polk regained his senses, looked at the tennis behind him and took a deep breath.

The response just now was far beyond my belief. Even if I knew it was Nirvana, I didn't expect the speed of the ball to be so much faster than before.

Even if he reacted immediately, he failed to respond effectively.

"Huh, you really can't take it lightly."

Take a deep breath and hit the tennis racket on the ground again.