Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 105 Returning to the blade, sip it (seeking the first order)

"For Jindai, pleasing himself is obviously the first priority. Whether it is Fuji before or Qianshi now, they are just his playthings." Atobe frowned, and his voice was soft: "This guy's character is still So nasty."

"I must stay calm, and I must not lose my sense of proportion at this time." Qianshi patted the tennis ball lightly with solemn eyes.

"Try again."

"Tiger Cannon!"

"boom!"

The tennis ball turned into a yellow beam and hit Shendailan's half court directly.

Then the ball just rebounded, and Shendai Lan's right hand cut out again.

"laugh!"

The tennis ball brought an extreme spin and headed towards the area where Qianshi was.

"Bang!" At the moment when the tennis ball hit the racket, there was a strange refraction, skipped the face again, and roared into the sky.

"30-0."

"Hiss!" Qian Shi covered his face in pain, his eyes were full of disbelief and a trace of fear.

What kind of ball again?
"Oh, did you hit the ball? It seems that your luck is really good." Shendai Lan's voice sounded regretful.

"He actually aimed at my face?" Qianshi took a step back, with uncontrollable anger in his eyes: "Bastard, what do you think of tennis balls?"

"Hahaha, what is this guy talking about? Hahaha, tennis is not the game you think of." Yakutsu on the sidelines suddenly laughed: "Only the winner can define tennis!"

"My tennis is for victory, just like our Lihai University, the three consecutive championships are unstoppable, Yamabuki is still too naive." Sanada, who was watching the game, said in a deep voice.

"Uh, actually, I think tennis is very fun, and winning or losing seems to be very important, hahaha." Kikumaru stuck out his tongue.

"Angry, incomprehension, fear, just because of your misunderstanding."

"What is friendly tennis and what is violent tennis?"

"The tennis ball that looks violent to you doesn't hit you, does it?"

"At the end of the day, it's just a simple test on my part."

"Errors lead to misunderstandings, and I'm friendly."

Jindai Lan showed a harmless smile to humans and animals: "After verifying your luck, I will let you see my skills and return to the blade."

"Take a sip, concubine."

Following this liberating speech, a strange figure seemed to gather behind Shendailan.

On the back are four bud-shaped wings, a tail, half eye sockets with purple stripes, and on both sides of the head are inverted wing-shaped sheet masks.

This is the No.8 blade of the Ten Blades of Shattering Face, which is liberated by Saar Apollo.

Returning to the blade is equivalent to the initial solution of breaking the face, and the ability is benchmarked against the initial solution of the god of death.

Saar Apollo's Returning Blade performed well in the original work, much better than those of the second and third seats.

"Om!" The phantom of Sal Apollo Guiblade stood vaguely behind Shendailan, exuding an evil aura.

"This is a monster in human form?!" Li Hai Taisho's eyes were full of horror, and the phantom produced by Gui Ren reminded them of the Hollow who frightened Kirihara.

"This is not Shijie, Guiren. Is it a new type of skill? Why does it sound ominous?" Liu Lianer frowned, staring at Shendailan with narrowed eyes, and said to herself: "The same I also read a passage, although the phantom behind me is not as violent and terrifying as the monster before, but it also has an indescribable sense of oppression."

"Compared with those initial solution skills, returning to the edge seems to be even weirder." A guess appeared in Liu Lian'er's mind: "Could it be that this is the void of the human form?"

"Returning blade? What kind of skill is this? Vice Minister, do you know?" Kamio asked Tachibana curiously.

But seeing Tachibana also looked confused.

"I've never seen a skill like the Returning Blade used by God. This skill gives people a very uneasy feeling. It makes me seem to see the Age of God in the past."

"Qianshi, you are really lucky today, because you met me, and I will let you have a very fun game experience." Shendailan backed away slowly, and at the same time, everyone's vision was disordered, as if seeing a ball The juice spurted out from behind the phantom of Saar Apollo, sticky and disgusting. After a while of squirming, a tall man in Yamabuki's school uniform stood up and stood in front of Jindai Lan.

"Lucky vs. lucky, the ultimate lucky game." Shendailan jokingly walked out of the boundary.

"What is this? My God?! How did I see the second thousand stones?!"

"How did the mucus spit out by that phantom turn into a human?"

The entire venue suddenly became chaotic, and all the audience showed shock and even fear.

When things develop beyond their cognition, panic will remain in their hearts.

"Is this really tennis?"

"It's not true, is it?" someone muttered to himself.

This made Shendailan want to complain.

There seems to be a big sense of separation between the World Championships in this world and ordinary football games.

Ordinary audiences have no access to the cruel and unscientific tennis of the World Championships.

In the world competition, the light hit of A is an absolute killer in the ordinary game.

Even many coaches don't know anything about the World Championship.

Jindai Lan once asked his father.

The conclusion is.

The reason why tennis plays an important role in this world is not only because it is a sport that is popular all over the world, but also because in the World Championships, countries will trade based on tennis to show their strength.

The world tennis derived from tennis has the ability to destroy, reverse time and even create black holes.

The country with the strongest tennis players naturally has a greater right to speak.

and so.

Countries will promote the development of tennis.

"Could it be?" The old man who had been squinting opened his eyes for the first time, showing shock, holding the handrail with both hands, leaning forward slightly.

Over the past few decades, he's had the privilege of watching two self-proclaimed World Champions play, and that's when he's seen phantoms unfold from behind both of them with devastating moves.

At this moment, the figure of Shendailan overlapped with those two people.

He couldn't help but muttered to himself with a voice that he could only hear: "Is this the world's skill? Goddai Lan, who are you?"

"This should be..." Qian and Liu Lian couldn't hide the shock in their hearts, they looked at each other, and after calming down, Qian took the lead and said, "This should be a mental skill."

"No, I don't think it's just as simple as mental ball skills. Now the whole audience has seen the second Qiangoku, and even Shendai Lan is standing aside to watch. Spiritual ball skills can't affect others on a large scale." Liu Lian-er shook her head. Well, Yukimura Seiichi, the director of Rikkai University, is a player with mental skills, so Yanagi Renji is qualified to say this.

"Look at this game, Shendailan can use other people's skills, so I think this Shendailan may not be Shendailan."

"Hi, Qianshi, I'm very happy to compete with you. Wow, today is really lucky."

Qian Shi frowned and looked at the fake Qian Shi who was exactly the same as himself, full of anxiety in his heart.

"Today is really unlucky."

　Marvel: I have a serious mental illness
The protagonist is a patient with schizophrenia. He has various personalities such as Joker and Hannibal. Such a strange existence has an interesting chemical reaction with various characters in the Marvel world...It is very exciting

　
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