Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 189 Playing with the rules, U17 is confused

"Why did Xiu Er's body suddenly stop in place and let the tennis ball fly past?" Daqu Ryuji lost his voice.

"It's so weird, Shijie, is Xiu Er being controlled by the body? Could it be that Ji Miewu didn't work?" Watanabe scratched his head in doubt.

"Before the tennis ball falls into the racket, Shuuji's body can't move. Is it a mental skill? No, it shouldn't be. I didn't feel the fluctuation of the spirit." Akuto Mitsuya frowned fiercely, and his mind raced turn.

"From the current point of view, there is no skill that can break Nimienwu's blockade, unless... Shendailan's skill seals Xiu Er's body in advance before Jimienwu takes effect. Then the question arises, how does this skill do it?" Mitsuya Akuto's expression became more and more confused.

The reason why Jidewu is strong is that the power similar to the rules is not only on the racket, but also around Shuji Tanejima's body. As long as the opponent's tennis ball enters a certain range, it will lose its original spin and power.

But at present, it seems that the opponent's skills seem to have bypassed Ki Mie no, and directly acted on Tanejima Shuji.

"This can be regarded as an alternative Ji Mie Wu cracked." After making a preliminary guess, Mitsuya Akuto couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his face, which had been expressionless, changed slightly.

"Whoosh."

Shuji Taneshima slapped the tennis ball, suppressing his restless heart forcefully.

A qualified tennis player should not have any mood swings due to a temporary loss.

Because this is likely to expose flaws and directly collapse.

Understand the reason.

But it is difficult to implement.

Faced with such weird skills, how could it be possible to remain indifferent?
"Shua." Shuuji Taneshima threw the ball, staring intently at Kojiro Lan, as if he wanted to see the opponent's changes every second.

"Bang." The tennis ball turned into a beam of light and headed towards Shendailan.

Kojiro took a step back, turned his body sideways, and hit the tennis ball straight at Shuji Taneshima again with a standard forehand.

"Are you coming again?" Shuji Taneshima's eyes were stern, a trace of cold sweat inadvertently ran across his forehead, and the racquet exuded a radiance that had disappeared.

"It's here!" His figure exploded, and he swung his arms out suddenly.

"Crack!" At that moment, his body was stuck in place as if the pause button had been pressed.

"boom."

"30-0."

He lost another point.

"Here it is again, that weird feeling of body stiffness! His posture hasn't changed much, and the rotation of the tennis ball is also normal. Why is this happening?" Shuji Taneshima unconsciously felt a kind of fear in his heart.

This is the fear of human beings facing the unknown but not being able to control their own destiny.

"Have you seen any clues?" The first army all looked solemn and whispered to each other.

Since Daidailan is No.0, there will definitely be a lot of intersections with them in the future, and there will be no shortage of pk competitions. Even No.2 behaved so embarrassingly in front of Daidailan, they probably won't be much better.

I can only find more ways to deal with it now, and try to make my future self less miserable.

"40-0."

"Game, 2-0, Jindai Lan is leading." In a blink of an eye, Shuji Taneshima lost the second game, and the score came to 2-0.

In this round, he played very aggrieved, Ji Miewu couldn't perform at all.

The opponent pinched the upper limit of the rules and kept bypassing Ji Mie Wu to attack.

Even Shuuji Taneshima didn't know why his body would be suspended in advance before his Ki Mie Wu had time to play.

He is confident that as long as his body pauses for one second at night, Ji Miewu can nullify the opponent's skills.

However, the other party's timing was too good.

I can't do anything about it.

Exchange halves.

"Just kidding, No.2 was scored 2-0, is this the strength of No.0?" The high school students on the sidelines were shocked, and they all swallowed.

Looking at each other, everyone can see the color of horror.

"You can control the opponent without any warning. This kind of skill actually exists in the real world?"

On the side of the coaching team, all the coaches except Sanchuan were in disbelief, and at the same time they were also pleasantly surprised.

From Shendailan's age and the talent and strength shown, it is not difficult to see that the future Neon will be terrifyingly strong in the World Championship.

"This skill is absolutely reasonable." Mifune looked thoughtful, and when he caught sight of Shuji Taneshima's shadow, an idea flashed in his mind: "Could it be."

He immediately showed a relieved smile: "It's really good that this kid has such an interesting first explanation."

"Ajiudou, did you find anything?" On the side of the First Army, Mitsugu Yajiudou also received a question.

"I have a clue, but I still need to confirm it." Mitsuya Akuto said slowly as his glasses reflected light, and he glanced at the shadow.

In the third game, Shendailan served.

Since Shendailan won two consecutive rounds, the atmosphere on the field has become heavy.

Shuji Tanejima tightly clenched his racket, a bead of sweat dripping from his forehead.

He obviously didn't use up much energy, but he felt a little tired.

Seeing Shuuji Tanejima's nervousness, the corners of Kojiro Lan's mouth twitched slightly.

"Bang." With an ordinary serve, the tennis ball went towards Shuji Taneshima.

"Here we come!" Shuji Taneshima's eyes were stern, and he was about to swing his racket, but his body stiffened again.

"15-0."

The tennis ball bounced out of bounds, and Shuji Taneshima's expression turned extremely ugly.

"What's going on? Could it be. Could it be!!"

"Sure enough, it's the shadow. Those who are hit by the shadow will lose." Mitsuya Akuto outside the field showed a look of horror on his face: "How could there be such a skill, no, to be precise, such a Why do ball skills exist?"

He has seen and analyzed countless different-dimensional ball skills.

Some amazing and some mediocre.

Without exception, those terrifyingly powerful different dimensions have exceeded the limit of known physical rules.

Such as reversing time, burning life.
Now, there is another skill for shadows.

"boom."

"30-0."

"Tick."

With the continuous loss of points, the sweat from Shuji Taneshima's head dripped to the ground.

He lowered his head, but suddenly saw a black shadow.

"Could it be." There was a flash of inspiration in his head, and then he showed a look of sudden understanding: "It's a shadow, his golf skills hit my shadow."

All the clues were connected together, and he showed a surprised expression.

"Finally understood?" Mitsuya Akuto smiled gratifiedly, countless data appeared in his eyes: "He can figure it out so quickly, and his data has also improved."

"Shua." Another straight serve.

But this time, Shuuji Taneshima was already on guard, and saw him back quickly first, and when the tennis ball hit the ground and bounced, his body suddenly accelerated and he whipped out the racket with his right hand.

"Kamidai, I already understand that if you hit the shadow, you will lose!"

"Bang!" The tennis ball turned into a beam of light and pierced through Shendailan's half court in an instant, smashing hard at Shendailan's shadow.

"Successful! Xiu Er cracked that skill!" cheered from the sidelines.

"As expected of an army, the cracking speed is very fast."

Shendailan stepped back a few steps. When the tennis ball hit the ground and bounced, his body flickered and came to the landing point. He pulled the racket behind him and pulled it out from bottom to top.

"black."

"Shh."

The tennis ball flew into the sky, and when it reached the highest point, it fell towards Shuji Tanejima's bottom line at an extremely fast speed.

"A lob?" Shuji Taneshima retreated without hesitation. Of course, before retreating, he ensured that the shadow would not be hit.

"Just send a baseline lob? What is this for?" Even Mitsuya Akuto couldn't understand Shendailan's operation.

"Could it be that there are other rules?" This thought flashed in his mind, and Akuto Mitsuya's expression became more serious.

"drink!"

When the tennis ball fell to a certain point, Shuji Taneshima raised his arm and swung it out.

"Crunch." Then, the next moment, the violent feedback from the racket made his face change, and his wrist could not help twisting backwards.

"Crack." The racket dropped from his hand and fell to the ground, while the tennis ball hit the ground hard and spun crazily to the end.

"40-0."

The audience was silent.

(End of this chapter)