Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 262 Returning to the blade, the confrontation of extreme power
"Boom." The two lotus flowers sank into the court, and then saw light and heat burst out from them, creating a violent shock wave centered on Watanabe, which quickly spread outward.

The earth is shaking and cracking, dust is sweeping.

The entire stadium was enveloped by explosions.

"Is this kind of skill really a human being can play?" The junior high school students in the original world looked at what was happening on the court in disbelief.

Everything they see now refreshes their understanding of tennis.

Memories of fiercely returning tennis balls are no longer real.

Instead, these are the skills that can destroy the world.

"Are we in another world so strong?" The middle school students in the original world looked at the calm middle school students in the main world with complicated expressions.

It can be seen from their gestures that they have absolute confidence in Goddai Lan.

The people of the Second Army stood in awe, watching from a distance, thankful that they evacuated quickly enough, otherwise they might be caught in the explosion.

The first army also looked dignified.

"The skill of turning into two lotus flowers will produce a violent explosion when it falls on the court. Such an impact is enough to kill a tennis player." Oni Jujiro frowned: "To hit back this tennis ball, the body must Withstand the explosion and hit both lotuses back."

"This skill is pretty interesting, but it's not enough to beat Watanabe just like that." Byodoin Phoenix said coldly, still full of disdain.

"Drink!" Between the fire and light of the explosion, everyone saw a figure standing up slowly, holding a racket firmly and powerfully in his right hand.

"Chi Chi Chi." In the racket, two lotus flowers were surging wildly, and the light and heat rippled like ripples.

"Bang bang!" He heard two deep heartbeats faintly, and saw Watanabe's face struggling, and his expression was no longer as gentle as before.

"Duke's home run." An unspeakable momentum erupted on Watanabe's body. He took a step back suddenly, the muscles in his whole body began to squirm, and the strength continued to gather towards his hands. His lower body was stable and weighed like Mount Tai. On the ground, the veins on his forehead popped up, he clapped with both hands, and swung his arms out.

"Boom!" A deafening sound was heard, and the two green lotuses merged into one, heading straight for Shendailan.

"There it is. Watanabe's trick, Duke's home run, hits a strong return ball with the strength of the whole body. Even if the opponent catches it, the racket will burst." Akuto Mitsuya pondered slightly: "Let me see you What else can you do, Shendailan."

Mitsuya Akuto was full of curiosity about Kamdairan.

He really wanted to know how far this middle school student's strength could be exaggerated.

Mitsuya Akuto subconsciously looked at the expressionless Byodoin Phoenix, and secretly said in his heart: "Do you feel any pressure? Phoenix, you have been invincible in this position for so long, you should have a sense of urgency."

The shock wave brought by the tennis ball made the clothes on Shendailan's body shake wildly.

The surrounding smoke was blown away by the air waves, revealing the indifferent face of Lan Jindai.

"A home run? Such a domineering name has only such power." Following the indifferent words, everyone saw a phantom slowly standing up behind Shendailan.

"Break out, Wrathful Beast."

Following Qingyin's return to the blade language, an unusually huge body unfolded, exuding a breath of bloodthirsty rage.

This kind of momentum is very different from the temperament displayed by Shendailan.

One is peaceful, the other is furious, it is completely different.

But such inconsistencies do exist.

"Is this a different dimension?" The faces of Yi Jun and the others became serious.

Sure enough, Kamdailan has abilities comparable to those of a different dimension.

"Huh? Why does the returning blade give me a strange feeling this time." Tachibana frowned.

He has seen the beginning and return of Shendailan countless times, but this time the return to the sword gave him a different feeling.

"It's control." Chitose Qianli frowned.

"Control?"

"If the previous Shijie and Returning Edge were to assimilate the God Generation into a phantom, possessing the ability and temperament of a phantom, then the feeling I get now is that Shendai Lan completely controls this phantom, and he makes this phantom a He fights."

"To put it another way, is the Returning Blade not that strong, so the Age of Gods Lan doesn't need to transform? Or, does the Age of Gods now have a new growth in strength? Chitose raised a very interesting topic.

Hearing this, Fuji Shusuke, Tezuka and others were all lost in thought.

Facing the oncoming tennis ball, Jindai Lan looked normal and slowly raised the racket in his hand. At the same time, the phantom behind him also raised the long knife in his hand high and slashed it down.

"Chila!" The air vibrated, and a shock wave burst out, the ground cracked, and rubble swept across.

"boom."

The tennis ball smashed into Jindailan's racket, without any spin or difficult force duel, as if the falling tennis ball was hit by the racket, it immediately turned into a beam of light and shot towards Watanabe.

"Such a sense of oppression, such power! Is this a different dimension? Is this your tennis ball? Age of Gods?"

Under the pressure, Watanabe's expression changed, and he felt the power of a mountain.

His body was shaking, his muscles screaming.

"Crunch!" The tennis ball spun wildly in the racket, and the huge and unstoppable force caused Watanabe's body to move backwards. The friction between the shoes and the ground left slender tracks, and even sparks appeared.

"How is it possible? Watanabe is working so hard?!" The players in the first army clearly knew Watanabe's strength.

His strange power is relatively well-known in the entire World Championship.

But now, Watanabe is at a disadvantage.

"What the hell is that phantom?"

"Roar!" Watanabe roared, and behind him appeared a tall, dark-skinned, robust phantom.

Shura Shinto, destroying the Demon God.

Accompanied by the roar, Watanabe's eyes were filled with madness, and he raised his right hand, and the tennis ball that had been fired twisted and flew towards Lan Jindai.

"False flash!" The dazzling light appeared, and the light burst out from the phantom's mouth.

The originally flying tennis ball immediately blasted towards Watanabe's other half at a faster speed.

"Step." Watanabe instantly appeared at the landing point, his arms puffed up his exaggerated muscles, and he hit the tennis ball back again.

"boom."

"boom!"

The tennis ball was constantly shuttled between the two, and the terrifying power above would leave small holes in the court every time.

The strength of the two is getting bigger and bigger, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

One side is Returning Blade, and the other side is Shura Shinto.

The styles on both sides are destruction.

A ball has not been played, and there is basically no relatively stable place on the entire court.

And everyone noticed.

The phantom behind Shendai Lan is getting bigger and more ferocious, like a demon in hell, with hair-covered lower limbs and tail, 4 sharp horns on the top of the head, and a pair of big horns on the back.

Such a ferocious appearance makes people shudder.

Everyone suddenly realized.

The returning blade of the god generation blue is constantly getting stronger.

(End of this chapter)