Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 227 Swastika, the silver light running through the stadium!

"Well, have you finally noticed?" Komyo Lan smiled imperceptibly.

"God gun."

"Shua." The silver light flashed away, and the tennis ball flew upside down like a cannonball.

"Step." However, this time, Tezuka had come to the landing point ahead of time and swung the racket.

"What a terrifying power!!" When the tennis ball entered the racket, the terrifying penetrating power that came from it was shocking. Tezuka held the racket with both hands and tried his best to compete with the tennis ball. Ground friction.

"Buzz!" White light suddenly appeared on Tezuka's body, which was a seamless light.

Compared with before, this time's seamlessness is even brighter.

"Bang!" With the explosion, he hit the tennis ball towards Lan Shendai.

The tennis ball caused a violent sonic boom as it shuttled rapidly, creating shock waves.

"Step." Shendai Lan moved lightly, and whipped out with his right hand.

"Bang." The seemingly ferocious tennis ball entered the racket obediently like a baby, and then flew backwards with even more terrifying power.

Not to be outdone, Tezuka Kunimitsu shone with light and waved his left hand.

Tennis shuttled between the two constantly, and this time the sparring was far more intense than before.

It's as hot as an explosion after suppressing it for a long time.

"Tezuka actually cracked the sharp gun?" Sanada's eyes were full of shock, his lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

As a bystander, what he was thinking about was whether his Feng Linhuo could block the sharp spear.

But no matter how he simulated it in his mind, he couldn't think of a way to crack the sharp gun.

It caused him to be a little cornered.

"Sure enough." Liu Lianer spoke slowly at this time, immediately attracting the attention of the members of Lihai University.

As Li Haida's in charge of wisdom, he, like Fuji Shusuke, took a break from the game and analyzed the solution.

"It's the angle."

"Angle?" Everyone looked confused.

On the contrary, Nioh Masaharu showed some deep thought, as if he understood what Liu Lian'er said.

"It's very easy for us to focus on the tennis ball and try to catch the tennis ball. To be precise, this is our inertial thinking. When we hit the tennis ball back, we naturally have to track the tennis ball." Liu Lianer said slowly .

"Tezuka is in a tense game, and his mind is always in a state of tension. Instead, we are more aware of the flaws of the sharpshooter than we are outside the game."

"Position is the key to cracking the sharpshooter."

"Position?" Others had question marks on their faces, and a few of them were stunned.

"That's right, whenever Kamito takes that starting position, the direction in which the tennis racket is aimed connects to the tennis ball, and the parallel line that extends out and touches Tezuka's half-court is the landing point of the tennis ball. In other words, the angle of that position is It is fixed, and the angle of the return is also fixed. As long as the position and the angle of the tennis ball can be used to predict the landing point, so as to start in advance.”

After listening to Liu Lian Er's words, everyone was thoughtful.

If you know it, you know it, and if you don't know it, you pretend to know it.

"I see."

"Even if you can hit back the sharpshooter, it's still completely suppressed. The mechanism of the sharpshooter is there. You can hit back the tennis ball with a flash of light. It's powerful and fast. Tezuka must concentrate on it to hit back. Even if we know the cracking mechanism, there is no way to prevent the release of the sharp gun from the root cause, and now it is just a slow death."

Irijiang Zuoduo shook his head secretly.

Yijun's vision and experience are far richer than ordinary tennis players.

"That's right. The strength of the beginning solution lies in speed and strength. If it is a protracted battle, Tezuka will not be able to win. It is almost here. Tezuka Kunimitsu is already one of the top junior high school students. What a pity his opponent It's No.0." Watanabe said regretfully, his tone full of appreciation for Tezuka Kunimitsu.

"No.0?" Others captured this key word.

"In the U17, the stronger the strength, the lower the number." Watanabe explained.

"Sure enough, the minister is also the strongest among the high school students." The members of Fudo Peak didn't show any surprised expressions, but it should be taken for granted.

"It seems that they are really full of confidence in the Age of Gods." Yi Jun and the others looked back and said inwardly.

"Strength alone cannot make the members so convincing. Charisma is also indispensable."

After repeated sparring, Tezuka's breathing began to be heavy, and the strength of his counterattack was also affected. Kamidai Lan knew that Tezuka had almost reached his limit.

Being able to fight with myself to this extent is already very commendable.

Kodailan is looking forward to Tezuka Kunimitsu after training in the U17 training camp, and will definitely bring himself even greater surprises.

He looked at the dignified Sanada outside the field without any trace, and an inexplicable arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

In the original book, Sanada once defeated the perfect Tezuka. It can be said that it was his super highlight moment.

From the current stage, Sanada is better than Tezuka in the original book, but not much.

I hope that the Sanada of this world will make greater progress, at least not much worse than the current Tezuka.

After all, in the final of the Kanto Tournament, Fudo Peak faced Haida.

If Sanada's performance is relatively poor, then Li Haida's face will also be dull.

"The curtain is almost over." Shendai Lan retracted his gaze and slowly sank down.

"Don't blink, or you'll miss the light."

"Swastika - God Killing Spear."

After the words fell, Shendailan's aura suddenly became fierce, and a man with silver-white hair appeared behind him.

With a smirk like a fox on his face, he took the same pose as Saehae before.

The Zanpakuto in his hand glowed with silver light.

"Swastika solution?!" At the moment when Shendai Lan solved the swastika, everyone stood up with nervous expressions.

In Shendailan's previous games, once the swastika came out, the game was over.

The power of the swastika has completely exceeded the limit that junior high school students can bear.

Atobu touched his chest subconsciously, he still vaguely remembered the fear of being unfrozen by the gorgeous swastika.

Swastika, is it really a tennis ball that humans can hit back?

He didn't dare to imagine the swastika of the sharp gun.

Before the unraveling, the sharp spear already possessed the power and speed enough to penetrate everything, after the unraveling of the swastika, to what extent will his power increase.

The moment Jindailan opened the swastika, Tezuka subconsciously came to the point where the knife point was aimed at, and raised the racket in his left hand.

He never wanted to escape, and he would never run away.

"Come on!" He shouted in his heart, his pupils bursting with blood.

No one expected that Tezuka Kunimitsu, who always had a poker face, would have such a crazy side.

"Hey!" The silver light exploded, and the silver beam whizzed past, flashing across Tezuka's side in an instant, and everything submerged in the white light, not only the racket, grass clippings, soil, and even a wisp of dust, seemed to be completely destroyed.

"Boom!" With the explosion and screams, the barbed wire fence behind Tezuka was directly blasted by the silver beam of light into a hole big enough for one person to enter and exit.

And the racket in Tezuka's hand has only a handle left, and the rest has disappeared under the silver light.

The sun shrouded the packed stadium, but there was no sound.

Regardless of whether they are from junior high school, high school, or even U17, they all looked shocked and said nothing.

"Tch." There was a small scar on Tezuka's arm, and there was a slight pain, but it was not serious.

(End of this chapter)