Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 115 Bind Dao!

"What, is this Fudo Peak's doubles? It's so weak, it's completely one-sided." Many middle school candidates looked at Yiwu and Kamio with contempt.

"It seems that Fudo Peak's doubles is not very good."

No matter what the audience said, Ibu and Kamio looked normal.

They quickly exchanged courts, picked up their tennis rackets and waited for the second round.

"As expected, only Akutsu, Kyushu Shuangxiong, and Shendailan need attention, and the strength of the others is not enough." On the ice emperor's side, Ninzu Yushi looked indifferent, adjusted his glasses, and said calmly: " Both Ibu and Kamio are at the level of the Kanto class, which is not bad, but that's it, we took the first place."

"Kamio."

"Yiwu."

Ibu and Kamio exchanged glances, without saying anything.

Takahiro Kawaji served next.

"Shua." Huadi threw the ball, tiptoed slightly, and dunked hard with his right hand.

"Bang." Visible airflow erupted behind the tennis ball, bringing the tennis ball to the bottom line behind the court like a cannonball.

Facing the menacing ball, Yiwu seemed to have not changed much, and still used both hands to deal with it.

"Have you run out of skills? I don't have much information about Yiwu Shensi. From the current point of view, there seems to be nothing special." Gan adjusted his glasses, but his intuition told him that the game was not over yet.

Subsequent developments also confirmed the accuracy of his intuition.

"boom!"

When Kamio and Ibu entangled with Takahiro Kawaji again for a few rounds, when the tennis ball hit, Ibu's eyes suddenly changed.

I saw him step forward slightly, take a deep breath, and pull out the racket from bottom to top, leaving an afterimage in the air. This posture is completely different from before, making dry eyes shudder.

"Huh? Is this...topspin?"

"Since just now, Yiwu has been playing back and forth alternately. Is there any deep meaning? Wait a minute! Could it be?"

The pupils under the dry heavy glasses widened.

"Crack." Huadi swung the racket as usual, but the moment the racket rose, his arm was frozen in place as if it had been petrified.

"boom."

"15-0." The referee's voice sounded.

Huadi looked at his right hand blankly, then tilted his head.

Apparently, he didn't understand why his hand suddenly stiffened uncontrollably when he hit back.

"As expected, Yiwu and Kamio cooperate with each other to share the burden on the arms, and alternately hit the ball with up and down spin when counterattacking, so as to make the opponent's muscles atrophy and produce the effect of instant paralysis. It really cannot be underestimated." Qian muttered to himself. : "Such skills are quite scientific."

After witnessing Shendailan's weird game skills, this momentary paralyzed skill made Qian feel like returning to reality.

"However, this kind of skill can't win the game."

"The arm was paralyzed at that time." Huadi said in a daze with a dull expression.

Although he felt a little confused in his heart, the movements of his hands did not stop.

He slowly raised the ball and dunked it with his right hand.

"Bang." The tennis ball burst out again.

After some sparring, Ibu Shenji stepped forward again, and the racket with his right hand went from bottom to top, causing a weird spin.

"30-0."

Instant Paralysis scored again.

"It's not an illusion, Huadi's body became slow when he fought back." On the side of Bingdi, Atobe frowned, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a playful arc: "It seems that Fudofeng's doubles are not as weak as thought."

"40-0."

"game, 1-1."

Under the offensive of instant paralysis, the Fudofeng team successfully won the next round and tied the score.

"Huadi, the opposite side is not easy. I can't play anymore, and I have to make a move." Hinata Yueren said with a smile.

But on the side of Fudo Peak, the atmosphere is a bit dignified.

"I guess the momentary paralysis won't work in the future." Yi Wu looked apprehensive.

"Yes, Huadi on the opposite side is the best at imitating. He hasn't used his skills yet." Ju said in a deep voice.

At the beginning of the third game, Akira Kamio served.

"Yiwu, we have to speed up the tempo."

Kamio hits a super high-speed serve.

In the previous games, this kind of serve has been tried and tested, but now he is facing the national-level Takahiro Kawaji.

"Hmm." Huadi made a dull voice, his eyes were dull, and he swung the racket like a robot. The tennis racket appeared precisely on the only way of tennis. With speed, he crossed the center line where Kamio and Yiwu overlapped in an instant, and flew out of the field.

"15-0."

"It's so fast." Yiwu and Kamio looked shocked.

"The ultra-high-speed serve is no longer available." Akira Kamio's heart sank, and he felt suffocated by the strength of his opponent.

What was even more stressful was that Huadi on the opposite side always had a dull expression on his face, as if scoring would not cause him any fluctuations in his mood at all.

"Bang!" This time, Kamio chose a normal serve.

After several rounds of sparring, Yiwu made a mistake and hit a lob, Huadi actually quickly hit the net.

His legs were slightly bent, and he jumped up suddenly. He stretched the racket with his right hand upwards, and the face of the racket was slightly vertical. When the ball came, the racket was buckled.

"This posture is..." the watching stared wide-eyed, and his tone was full of astonishment: "Super high-speed serve?"

"Shua." The tennis ball crossed the net and appeared out of bounds in the blink of an eye.

"30-0."

The shocked expressions of Ibu and Kamio are the perfect backdrop.

"The recovery speed is very good, but it's just a super-high-speed counterattack." Shendai Lan nodded slightly: "Huadi has an innate learning ability, and he can master any skill after watching it a few times. For the knockback version."

"It's interesting to directly use the ball skills that the opponent can't fight back to avoid the control caused by instant paralysis."

"Tat Tat Tat." Facing the flying tennis ball, Fukasa Ibu retreated, exchanged positions with Akira Kamio, and hit a topspin ball with a light pull of his right hand.

Xiang Riyueren, who had been silent all this time, suddenly jumped into the air, stretched his body, twisted his body like a juggler, stretched his body 360 degrees downward, straightened his right hand, reached the flying tennis ball with his racket, and smashed it out.

"Bang." The tennis ball exploded at Kamio Akira's feet like a stream of light.

"40-0."

"Hey, you guys won't forget that I didn't make a shot, right?" After scoring, Xiang Riyue fell back to the ground lightly and said with a smile.

"This is juggling tennis that surpasses Kikumaru. Ice Emperor's doubles is really powerful." Gan muttered to himself.

"In the previous games, Fudofeng always dominated others, even Qingxue was no exception, but now, they are completely suppressed, worthy of being the Ice Emperor."

"Ice Emperor~~~Ice Emperor~~~" Ice Emperor's cheerleaders shouted enthusiastically.

"We can't lose either!! Fudo Peak~~~Fudo Peak~~~" Ju Xing led the team to fight in the ring.

"boom."

The momentary paralysis no longer worked after Xiang Hiyake's intervention, and the situation of the game was instantly reversed. In Hyotei's view, Fudomine's doubles performance was not satisfactory.

What makes Atobe a little uneasy is that from the beginning of the game to the present, Jindai Lan has kept smiling, as if everything is under control.

"It's over!!" Facing the flying tennis ball, Xiang Riyue jumped up high, stretched his body, exerted force on his abdomen in the air, twisted his body, turned 360, turned his head down, and at the same time, the racket in his right hand was facing his side swing out.

"Crack." The tennis racket collided with the ball and hit the ball again on the center line between Ibu and Kamio.

Ibu and Kamio "give way" to each other, resulting in a loss of the ball.

"Game, 2-1, Ice Emperor Takahiro Kawaji and Xiang Hiyake are leading."

It can be seen from this game that the tacit understanding between Kamio and Iwu still needs to be adjusted.

The ball played between the two will basically score.

In the fourth game, Xiang Riyake served.

"Bang!" After an unremarkable serve, Xiang Riyue immediately went to the net and handed over the rear to Huadi.

This time, it was still Yiwu who occupied the rear.

With both hands, he slammed the ball out and applied an upspin.

This scene made many people look puzzled.

"The instant paralysis doesn't work on Huadi anymore, why do you need to deliberately apply rotation?"

"I'll leave it to you, Huadi." Xiang Riyue shouted loudly.

"Okay." Birch was expressionless, with dead fish eyes and slightly bent knees, but even so, she still looked so tall.

The racket in the right hand swung out suddenly, bringing up a large afterimage. At the moment when the tennis ball was printed on the racket, it was hit by a strange force, twisted and whizzed away.

"Leave it to me!!" Kamio jumped up suddenly, stepped forward with his right leg, kicked the ground hard, let his body jump off the ground, at the same time raised his left leg, leaned forward suddenly, shifted his body's center of gravity to the racket in his hand, Apply a force that resists the strange force, pull the racket to the left with both hands, and make a backhand posture.

Jack knife, the two-handed backhand that takes off, this technology can make the backhand stroke more powerful, and the angle of the shot is better, but the disadvantages are also obvious, not stable enough, and easy to make mistakes.

In the World Championships, many professional players regard it as their special skill.

Kamio's mastery of the jack knife was not high, and he used it in a hurry. Fortunately, there was no mistake in this move.

"Bang!" The tennis ball exploded towards Huadi amidst the explosion.

"Crack."

Birch was expressionless on the ground, her body maintained the previous movement, her knees were bent, and she hit the ball back with a casual forehand.

Huadi responded with a backspin that flew high over the net and then dropped quickly.

"Huadi, it's an instant paralysis!" Xiang Riyue's eyes froze and he shouted loudly.

"Okay." Huadi transferred the racket to his left hand.

"What? He can do two swords?!" Echizen Ryoma, who was watching the battle, was shocked.

"Hey, brat, the two-sword style is not a move to be proud of." Ajiujin sent a friendly taunt in time.

"If it's a two-knife style, instant paralysis won't work. As expected of Huadi, he must have absorbed a lot of unknown skills. It seems that his information needs to be updated." Dry eyes flickered, and he thought secretly.

"Bang!" Huadi's left hand was not as proficient as his right hand, so the counterattack force was at least 20% less.

Looking at the flying ball, the corner of Yiwu Shensi's mouth suddenly twitched: "The opportunity has come."

"Tap Tat Tat." He ran for a few steps, with the soles of his feet on the ground, the center of gravity of his body was lowered, the face of the racket was slightly downward, and the swing posture was slightly higher than the parallel line.

"Bindao." He murmured, a cold light seemed to flash in his eyes.

The racket in his hand is swung with an arc where the tennis ball must pass.

"The Ninth of the Dao: Collapsing Wheel."

(End of this chapter)