Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 322: Light ball! !Swastika! !

For Jindailan, violent tennis is joy.

But he had to seal it.

Because his violent tennis is so strong, a little carelessness may destroy these talents.

When a person stands at the top of his peers, what he feels is not happiness and glory, but loneliness.

To be precise, even U17 high school students and even professional players couldn't make him feel the excitement.

Because he was too powerful, he sealed his skills.

In the eyes of others, Kamidaoran received so much honor and respect for his grade as a junior high school student.

But they couldn't understand the loneliness of Kamidaoran.

Now, facing the strongest professional player in the world, Jindailan finally unblocked his violent tennis.

"Senbonzakura, tsk tsk tsk, what's the point of this?" Echizen Nanjiro narrowed his eyes. For some reason, a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

His keen intuition told him that this initial solution was a very special existence.

The originally calm stadium suddenly felt a gust of wind.

In the sky, countless pink petals fell one after another, embellishing the blue sky with romantic pink, and a floral fragrance began to fill the air.

Cherry blossoms in summer are always beautiful.

But where did the cherry blossoms come from?

"These cherry blossoms!!" Polk's pupils shrank suddenly, and his good professionalism allowed him to make a direct judgment: "He instantly divided the tennis ball into hundreds of pieces, and paired it with the sunlight to create the illusion of scattered cherry blossoms! These cherry blossoms are all Need to fight back?!”

"But why is it not yellow, but pink?" This doubt flashed in Polk's mind. Then he smelled a faint smell of blood, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Bang bang bang." The next second, blood bloomed all over Polk's body, his pupils dilated, and his eyes were shocked.

Only at this moment did he realize: "It turns out that these tennis fragments have already scratched my body!!"

The stinging pain on his skin made him cry out, but even so, his eyes were still fixed on the falling 'Sakura'.

He will not give up hitting the ball because of the pain in his body.

not to mention.

"These are just minor injuries." Polk grinned and laughed wildly. His momentum reached its peak at this moment.

Being able to split a tennis ball into hundreds of pieces in an instant and hurt my body before I even knew it.

It’s unimaginable that you can create such terrifying skills.

Even more unimaginable.

With such strength, you haven't even entered the professional arena yet.

God's Blue.

I approve of you.

I, Polk, approve of you.

Even when I was in junior high school, I was far inferior to you.

I would like to call you, the strongest middle school student.

As a sign of respect for you, I will not hold back!

"Kamidai Blue, don't die." As Polk finished speaking, his racket burst into dazzling light.

This is a move that can only be understood after entering the realm of another dimension, just hitting the ball.

Tennis is like a light, strong enough to destroy half of the court.

It was also the emergence of light hitting that established the official entry of the original anime into the era of fantasy tennis.

"Sakura hit back the entire stadium with a light shot. He was able to hit such a high-level light shot even though he was injured. The Polk kid is pretty good."

Although Polk was injured and underestimated the enemy to a certain extent, he was able to react in time after being traumatized all over his body and hit a light ball, which showed his character to the fullest. "Huh." An air wave was generated with Polk as the center, and the air flow in the entire stadium rushed towards the racket. Under the influence, the falling trajectory of many cherry blossom petals changed.

When the light blooms to the extreme, time seems to be paused, and then completely explodes in the next second.

"boom!"

Light and air flow poured out, falling into the field like a meteorite.

"Boom!" The explosion occurred, and fire and heat spread to the surroundings. The violent force swept across, rolling up the gravel on the ground and causing cracks in the ground.

The petals of the entire stadium were pushed towards Shendailan under the invisible force.

"He actually hit Senbonzakura back with just the ball." Looking at Polk bathing in blood, a trace of surprise flashed in Kamishiro Ai's eyes.

"How about it, if you have any other skills, just show them." Listening to Polk's laughter, the corners of Jindailan's mouth raised.

"It seems to be fun."

"Huh." He stepped forward suddenly, bent his knees, and made the racket stab at Polk, making a charging gesture.

"The light ball is nothing more than absorbing light and heat to achieve the purpose of explosion damage." His voice was calm and powerful: "The sound is indeed huge, but in fact it is fragile. It only needs to be broken through the surface."

"Shoot him, Silver Gun."

Looking at the calm Kamidaoran, Polk's heart rang with alarm bells.

A silver light appeared, and in the dazzling light, this silver light was like a sharp blade, piercing through the light fiercely, and reached the eyes in a blink of an eye.

"Boom." The explosion caused by the light ball was split into two and exploded on both sides.

"Oops." Polk subconsciously raised his racket and blocked the path of the silver light with a rather awkward posture.

"Why is it so heavy?!" The tennis ball entered the racket, and the force that came from it made Polk's expression change. He even subconsciously used his hands.

"How can this man be so strong? Isn't he a junior high school student?"

The idea flashed through my mind, but this was not the time to think about it. This ball was not over yet.

"Boom." Silver light shot into the sky. Even though Polk had reacted quickly, he still hit a substandard lob.

"It's a mistake. This is an opportunity." Echizen Nanjiro shook his head secretly: "Kamidai kid is the kind of person who seizes the opportunity and just presses and hits him. Boy Polk, it seems that the result of this goal is already determined. As a The number one professional player in active service, you are very capable.”

Echizen Nanjiro couldn't help but sigh.

Being born in the same era as the God of Generation Lan is definitely a kind of despair and sadness.

Because their light is destined to be completely overshadowed by the Godly Blue.

This is true whether it is the strongest genius or an active professional player.

"Whoops." For some reason, Polk gasped.

Even he himself didn't realize that his terrifying body that wouldn't sweat even after running 300 kilometers in a row actually started sweating under the pressure of Kamidaoran.

He has completely felt the oppression of the other party.

Kamidaoran is following closely behind him like the god of death. Whenever he makes a mistake, he will be caught and targeted for a while.

Just like before, Kamishiro Ami took advantage of his carelessness and directly used Senbonzakura to severely injure himself to gain the advantage. Then came the offensive that followed, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

This ability to capture opportunities requires not only acquired cultivation, but also talent.

"Gai, Baixia Punishment." At this time, Jindai Lan had already jumped high, and a beautiful figure of ice and snow suddenly appeared behind him.

The coldness in the venue suddenly rose.

Swastika solution?Is this a skill that surpasses Shi Jie?
Polk's eyes were fixed on Shendailan, and he was even more shocked by the shadow behind Shendailan.

In the hot summer, the entire stadium is as cold as winter.

Polk's body gradually came into contact with frost, and the blood that originally leaked began to freeze.

(End of this chapter)