Chapter 290 Evolution! The Star Bible challenges the god of death!
"Game, 1-0, Fudomine Kamishiro Aoi is leading."
In just a few balls, Kamishiro Lan won the first game.
He used his powerful strength to tell everyone that he was still invincible.
"Strong, too strong." Shiraishi Kuranosuke was breathing slightly, with beads of sweat already sliding down his forehead. You know, he is a basic tennis player, and he has mastered the training of physical strength and endurance. Let alone playing one game, even two games would not be a problem.
However, it was only the first game and he was already feeling exhausted.
That's what we call mental fatigue.
This is a very dangerous message because the mind can easily suggest to the body, causing it to become more tired.
Many people noticed Shiraishi's abnormality and couldn't help but sigh: "The pressure of competing with Kamishiro is too great. If we can't adjust to this kind of pressure, we may not even be able to complete the competition."
Tennis players who have taken over from Kamishiro Ai all have a deep understanding of this.
Fuji Shusuke: "Compared to the past, the sense of oppression in the Age of Gods is stronger."
The momentum of each counterattack is enough to make people's eyebrows jump.
"It's so strange. Is Shiraishi's tennis bible system a balance of all attributes? Why can't my speed increase dramatically?" Even Yanagi Renshichi made a slightly confused sound.
"How is this possible? How can my speed break through the data limit?" Inui Sadaharu said in a lost voice.
"He looks so gentle, but why does he make us want to escape?" Horio hugged his shoulders and couldn't help shivering.
As the coach of Shidongfeng, Echigo Nanjiro actually doesn't have much desire for Shidongfeng's Meilai. Instead, he hopes that Kamishiro Lan can suffer a little loss.
"The eleventh of the broken path: lightning and thunder."
......
"Crunch." The tennis ball fell into Xue Leilun's racket, and its crazy spinning pushed the strings forward in an amazing arc.
"It seems that Kamishiro is still quite serious today." Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes and said.
"Yukimura, Kamishiro's strength is far beyond this. Now it's only the eleventh Hadō. I will definitely use a Hadō below seventy..." Sanada shook his head. I didn't finish my words, but everyone understood what I meant.
Kamishiro Lan immediately steadied herself and hit the tennis ball back.
Before Bai Shi took off the golden wristband, his overall quality improved, and Gan also collected data that he believed to be accurate.
But now, Bai Shi's speed attribute suddenly skyrocketed.
.....
There was a flash of yellow light, and the tennis ball pierced into the baseline on the other side as accurately as a dagger.
"That's the upgrade of the tennis bible, the Star Bible."
"15-0."
In my sight, Xue Lei, who was originally standing in the same place, moved. My body suddenly leaned back, and the starting speed was extremely slow. The muscles in my leg seemed to be surging, and an indescribable power broke out.
"Too slow! We were going to score that goal!" Sanada's eyes flashed.
“But that’s not all.”
"All balanced attributes form a perfect closed loop in the body, and all elements are used to weaken a certain attribute to achieve an invisible and comprehensive warrior."
"Could it be... that's it." After several consecutive counterattacks, Yanagi Renshichi and Inui Sadaharu finally saw a clue.
"You saw it." Bai Shi's eyes narrowed, and he quickly stepped back with his right foot and swung the racket in his hand violently.
From the past competitions of Qitianbao Temple, we can see that the bad look is someone's special skill.
"Too slow, you're not slow enough to catch the trace of the tennis ball." But above the torment, there was a boiling heart.
I realized that I had underestimated Kamishiro Aoi.
"Bad and slow serve." A small number of people, like Shiraishi, failed to catch the serve of Kamishiro Ai.
"That's right, that big devil Kamishiro can actually use the No. 11 Hadō to hit a serve like that." Under the coaching booth, there was even a hint of strangeness in Echigo Nanjiro's eyes.
"Swish." Kamishiro Lan's figure was as fast as lightning, and he appeared at the landing point in the blink of an eye, with a smile on his face. I turned the racket that was originally raised upward with my backhand, and when the tennis ball landed on the right landing point, I suddenly pulled the racket out with my backhand.
"What is that posture!!!" Several people widened their eyes, that posture was so unfamiliar.
As lightning flashed, the tennis ball had not yet flown over the net, but instantly smashed into the wire mesh in front of Bai Shi, spinning on the embedded wire, making a hissing sound and emitting a faint white smoke.
"Bang." The tennis ball flew between the two of them like a missile.
"Bang." With a crisp sound, the tennis ball flew from bottom to top in a huge arc.
"Crack." At this moment, Bai Shi exerted force with his ankles, twisted his body, and swung his arms out. His left arm seemed to have no muscles bulging.
"Huff... Huff..." Bai Shi lowered his head with an ambiguous expression, but his heaving chest showed his inner torment.
In the blink of an eye, Xue Lei was only one ball away from losing the seventh game.
"Too slow." Although Bai Shi had an expression on his face, the shock in his eyes revealed my heart as Meilai.
Shiraishi stared at Kamishiro Lan. In his sight, Kamishiro Lan threw the ball up again, and brilliant lightning appeared around the racket in his left hand.
“That’s right!!”
"30-0."
"Yes, it is from a distance." Kintaro Toyama of Nanatenhoji shook his head: "If it is, it is Shiraishi's limit."
In just a blink of an eye, I teleported to the bottom line, with white spots of light lingering below me and my expression calm and peaceful.
Gan Zhenzhi said hurriedly.
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