Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 177 Imitating the Age of Gods Comes at a Price, and the Age of Gods Appears
"Oops!" Hearing this, Ruo Renhong's pupils shrank suddenly, and his breathing became messy.

He always thought that he was hiding well, but he didn't know that he was still discovered.

"Echizen finally found out." Tachibana and Chitose smiled gratifiedly: "It was the fear of Kamyo that caused him to ignore the details of Wakatohiro's body. This is also clear to the bystanders."

"Minister Jindai is not so easy to imitate. Just a few rounds of returning the ball has drained his physical strength, and Hiroshi Wakato has already lost." Ibu Fukasa shook his head.

"That's right, the control of the rotation by Jindai is not only the wrist and waist, but also the muscle control of various parts. For Hiroshi Wakato, it is not easy to use the control of Jindai to hit the Tezuka domain and triple counterattack."

From the experience of Tachibana and Chitose, it can be seen that Hiroshi Wakato is at the end of his battle.

"What do you mean? Is Ruoren exhausted? He only imitated Shendailan and played two rounds." Chengcheng Shonan's smile froze.

"You look like human legs."

Everyone looked, but found that Ruo Renhong's legs were shaking wildly.

"Hmph, you can't even imitate the minister's golf skills, so why do you call yourself a transformation?" Echizen Ryoma swung his racket, brought up a gray afterimage, aimed at Wakatohiro, and said in a rebellious tone: "You, you are still not good enough!" far away."

"Damn guy." Ruo Renhong's eyes shook, and he wanted to say something suitable for Shendailan's character, but found that his body suddenly seemed to be emptied, and he was reluctant to speak.

"Plop." Ruo Renhong's legs softened and he knelt down on the ground.

His legs trembled crazily as if a switch had been turned on, and at the same time, his hands began to tremble violently.

"It was my own mistake before. I was really taken aback by your imitation, but instead was confused. After waking up, I have already seen that you have countless weaknesses. Your imitation is too bad."

Echizen Ryoma shook his head, took a step forward, looked down at Wakatohiro who was kneeling on the ground, and said coldly.

"Bad? Impossible, you have no idea how much effort I have put in." Ruo Renhong panted heavily, eyes full of unwillingness.

He still remembers how shocked he was when he saw Shendailan match for the first time.

Since then, he has made a decision that he must imitate Shendailan.

He worked from dawn to dusk, and watched the video of Shendailan day and night. From micro-expressions to micro-movements, he might even know Shendailan better than anyone else.

However, he was still unable to learn the skills of Shendailan. He knew that his physical fitness was not enough.

Until one late night, he felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he seemed to turn on some switch.

He tried to imitate Shendailan, and he could really use strong spin skills.

Since then, he has firmly believed that there is no limit to his transformation.

As long as you work hard enough, you can imitate anyone!

But now, this little man actually said that he had too many flaws, which made him very unconvinced.

"Impossible! Maybe I can't fully use his skills, but I have studied his expression and posture, and I will never make a mistake." He said unwillingly.

"Yes, on the surface, your expression and posture are exactly the same as the minister, and it even makes me feel like I am competing with the minister."

"But you know what?"

"You can't imitate the arrogance in his bones."

"Besides, the sense of oppression when playing against him is far inferior to yours. When you are playing against the minister, you will feel as if the world is about to collapse just by playing a ball. And you, you are not even a pirated copy."

Shendailan has a high status in Echizen Ryoma's heart.

To be precise, after witnessing the match between Ao Jindai and Echizen Nanjiro, Ai Jindai has become the second only to Nanjiro in his heart.

He longed for a battle with Goddailan.

But at the same time afraid to fight it.

"If you want to imitate the Minister, you are still far away."

Withdrawing his thoughts, Echizen Ryoma said in a deep voice.

"If you force imitation, you will naturally suffer backlash." Lan Shendai shook his head secretly, and looked at Aoi Huacun: "There is no suspense in this game, coach Huacun."

"We abstain." Huacunkui hurriedly said to the referee with a serious face.

"Because Shonan Shonan Hiroshi couldn't compete, Fudo Peak Echizen Ryoma won."

"The current score is 3-0, and Fudofeng wins."

"According to the rules of the game, it is necessary to play five games, and then there will be a singles two game."

"Good job, Echizen." Seeing Echizen approaching, Fudo Peak also sent encouragement.

On the contrary, Echizen Ryoma himself was a little upset.

The game felt quite anticlimactic.

He felt that just as he exerted his strength, the other side had already fallen down.

"Kindai. What's going on with Hiroshi Wakato?" Tachibana asked curiously.

From a scientific point of view, if Renhong's physical attributes are inferior to that of Shendailan, it should be impossible to imitate his control of rotation.

But Ruo Renhong did it, but only for a short time.

"What do you think?" Shendailan asked instead without answering.

"Is it spirit?" Chitose made a hypothesis.

"It can be understood in this way." Shen Dailan nodded, and said slowly: "By chance, he has already touched the spiritual level, so he can overdraw his body and use the rotation that he can't control, but the price is the rapid consumption of physical strength. See With his appearance like this, there shouldn’t be any sequelae.”

"Sooner or later, you will have to get in touch with mental skills. You don't need to learn them, but you must have a way to resist mental skills. After this Kanto competition, I will take you to an interesting place."

After finishing this type of topic, singles two is about to start.

"Now for the second singles match, Ai Kandai from Fudomine will face Reiji Kamishiro from Shonan Shonari."

Following the sound of the referee, Reiji Kamishiro stood up abruptly, his pupils burning with fighting intent.

"Coach, I will defeat Shendailan, the most perfect work, I only need one." He looked at Aoi Huamura and said seriously.

Huacunkui's lips twitched, and thousands of words finally turned into one sentence: "Come on."

She stared at Kamijou Reiji who was walking towards the field, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

She has always believed that scientific training can create perfect works.

He also works hard to train his students.

But after seeing the video of Shendailan's game, she knew that her students would not be able to catch up with Shendailan in their entire lives.

This is the gap in talent.

is irreparable.

"Shencheng, I hope you can learn something in this competition." Huamura Aoi could only reciprocate such expectations.

Reiji Kamishiro looked at Komyo Lan who was walking slowly, his eyes sparkled.

Fudo Peak, the original gangster middle school.

Since the regional competitions, they have frequently defeated strong teams, including many strong junior high schools such as Hyotei Academy.

Its minister, Jindai Lan, has never lost a single game, and he can crush even against national players.

Reiji Kamishiro knew that it might be difficult for him to defeat the opponent.

But when he thought of how much the coach valued Shendailan, he couldn't help but churn with jealousy.

"Coach, I will beat, I will!" His eyes turned cold.

(End of this chapter)