Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 328 Switzerland U17 attracts attention, professional players appear
"This is a skill to control the power of space?! How is it possible?! No, if it's Kamidaoran, it's really possible." Seeing all this, Mifune's pupils shook wildly.

Space and time are uncontrollable in everyone's perception, but in the world competition these two items can be controlled.

There may not be a tennis player who can control it for decades.

Mifune remembers a retired professional tennis player over there in the United States who could control space.

They have also fought against each other in the past.

There are too many masters in this world.

On the surface, the tennis players competing in the world championships are not necessarily the best group, and many masters are hidden behind the scenes.

"Space ability, Jindai, you really gave me a big problem. What should I do in the Neon World Championship?" Mifune said to himself with a frown on his face and a headache.

"Is this his other dimension? No, it should be Hajime, Jindai, you are really making me more and more excited. The pleasure of destroying you must be very strong!" Byodoin Phoenix suppressed his patient excitement and his eyes were fiery. .

"Space skills? This guy Jindai is really a dangerous person. Even now, I have no chance of winning against him." Ryuya Echizen shook his head: "Unless I can master the different dimensions of the samurai."

Previously, Ryuya Echizen had all his memories of tennis sealed by Ami Kamidairo. After training day after day, he found his own direction in tennis and even learned many skills.

Even without the devouring ability, his strength can still reach the professional level.

Besides, after his devouring ability was unblocked, he didn't even know how strong he was.

But even so, he could feel the suffocating pressure on Kamidaoran's body like a tsunami.

"Kamidai, I'm looking forward to competing with you." Echizen Ryuya thought to himself.

He looked in the direction of Echizen Ryoma again and raised the corner of his mouth: "Little one, you have to grow up quickly."

At this moment, Jindailan walked into the door. The door returned to calm after being twisted, and the air was fresh, as if nothing had happened. However, everyone's shocked faces showed that this was not an illusion, and it actually happened.

"In the Age of Gods, the gap between us is getting wider and wider." Atobe Keigo couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

He claims to be a genius, but under the brilliance of God's Blue, he looks like a mediocre person.

"This World Championship will be difficult, so be prepared." Mifune's eyes flashed, and he finally sighed.

"The amount of training in the next period will be doubled. No matter which national team Shindai joins, it will be a fatal blow to us."

Street tennis courts in Switzerland.

"boom."

The tennis ball rolled to the ground with blood, and the entire court was silent.

"Is that all there is?" Jindairan grabbed the snap line with an expressionless face: "I heard that this is the strongest street tennis court in Switzerland, and even professional players may appear, but now it seems like nothing more than that."

Jindailan's eyes were as cold as looking at a dead person.

Opposite him, a tennis player was half-kneeling on the ground, covering his arms. There was fear on his face, and there were obvious injuries everywhere on his body.

What's even more striking is that his eyes are dim and dull, as if he has lost his soul.

If the main candidates of Fudomine were here, they would definitely exclaim: "This kind of minister is the minister after the ban on violent tennis was lifted!"

Although the entire stadium was filled with spectators, it was actually silent.

It took a few seconds before noisy discussion broke out.

"Who is this Asian man? He even defeated Santosh. He is one of the top three players in our stadium."

"It's unbelievable. Santosh didn't even score a single point. He's close to a professional level."

"Doesn't that mean that this guy has a professional level?"

"It's impossible. From the look of him, he's just a high school student at best."

"Damn it, this guy has played almost ten games, all 6-0, and he didn't even break a sweat." Although the street tennis court was full of people, no one dared to step forward to challenge Jindailan.

"Is this the level of tennis in Switzerland? It's really bad." Jindailan looked cold and said disdainfully: "It seems that this will be the case in Switzerland this year."

After hearing what Kamidairo Lan said, the people around him were angry but dared not speak.

After all, it is a fact that Goddess Blue exploded the tennis court.

"Don't be arrogant." A street tennis player threatened: "When the professional players come, some of you will cry."

"Really? I'm looking forward to it. I will stay here for seven days. If no one can win a game in my hands after seven days, then..." Jindailan threw the ball, slammed the racket, and the next moment, tennis turned into a tennis ball. Like a meteorite, dragging slender flames and hitting the barbed wire.

"Bang!" With the roar, a hole at least five meters wide was blown out of the barbed wire fence that was at least three meters high.

"Next time the ball will be aimed at you."

Putting down the threat, Kamishiro Ami picked up his golf bag and walked towards the door with slow steps.

"boom."

Swiss U17 training camp stadium.

"Bang!" The tennis ball passed quickly and was embedded in the barbed wire fence.

"Whoops." Alexander Amadeus took a long breath and twisted his wrist.

His condition has reached its peak and he can participate in the next World Open at any time.

"Have you heard? Recently, a man named Death appeared on the street tennis courts. No one beat him for three consecutive days." Qin, the head coach of the Swiss team, came up and said.

"Death?" Amadis was stunned for a moment and smiled disdainfully.

Adimas knows that some U17 professional players occasionally go to street tennis courts to play, but Adimas is someone who is immersed in his own training and doesn't pay much attention to street tennis in Switzerland.

You know, the street and the profession are two completely different worlds.

The God of Death is just a famous person.

How strong can a street fighter be?
Seeing Amadeus' appearance, Qin smiled and said, "That God of Death is not simple. I have a video here."

He brought the disbelieving Amadeus to the room and played the video.

In the video, Jindailan's initial attack broke out and easily defeated the opponent.

Amadeus's expression gradually turned serious.

"This is not another dimension." He said solemnly.

"Yes, but I think his true strength has definitely reached the professional level." Qint said.

"I think that such talents cannot be left alone. It is better to absorb them into our U17. This is also the idea of ​​​​the top management."

After saying that, Qin waited quietly for Amadeus' answer.

"I know, but it's just this once." Amadeus snorted coldly: "I will go to the street tennis court to meet him for a while in the afternoon."

After saying that, he continued to train.

The reason why he agreed was not just the 'mission' of the training camp.

It's more about my curiosity about God's Blue.

"Let me see what you're capable of."

(End of this chapter)