Chapter 182: Players begin doubles battle against Walker! ...
This question is not only asked by Jurgen Barisavich Volker,
Every player who plays against Jibaimao has the same confusion.
He is obviously just a junior high school student, but the strength he showed is not something that ordinary junior high school students can achieve.
No, it's not just junior high school students, it's even far beyond high school students and close to professionals!
Is this level really normal?
As the leader of the U-17 champion German team, Jurgen Barisavich Volker is accustomed to seeing talented players and talented children.
He shouldn't have been so shocked by this; he should have been accustomed to talent and genius.
But Yagi Kei appeared in front of him.
It suddenly appeared and broke all fixed cognitions.
This guy has the charisma to dominate the world and impact the globe!
A return shot that continuously extends its true strength upwards actually demonstrates a power more than 4 times!
Still climbing, still impacting, still breaking the rules!
As a member of the U-17 junior high school team, Jurgen Balisavich Volker's teammate, A. Frankensteiner, is far inferior to Yagi Kei.
But now is not the time to compare, what we really need to do is to return the ball in front of us!
No matter how turbulent and turbulent your heart is, your face remains calm and composed.
Volker swung his racket sideways, hoping that the moment the racket string touched the returning ball, a terrifying sound would make one's teeth ache and heart palpitate.
Ten thousand bees are flapping their wings, and ten thousand butterflies are rolling up the waves.
——The roaring and rushing force is more than 4 times the force of the counterattack!
“——Here it comes!”
“——Fight back, Walker!!”
"You're a professional player, don't lose to that guy!"
The support from the audience is still online as usual, putting equal pressure on both sides, being absolutely fair and just, and speaking only to the facts.
This time, even the members of the U-17 German team subtly sensed that something was amiss.
"...Home game, it's time for rotation."
He supported his chin with one hand, stood at the back of the audience, and squinted his eyes to look at the two sides fighting on the field.
Camus, the captain of the French U-17 national team, said with a vague sigh.
His teammates who had originally said the outcome was set and were about to leave now couldn't help but stop.
I was really attracted by the scene of Germany vs. Japan on the sidelines.
"This junior high school player from the Japanese team... where does he come from?"
"It's quite interesting to be able to have a back-and-forth with Volker..."
"...At this level, it's more than just a back-and-forth fight, and it looks like..."
He didn't continue speaking, but the people present were not stupid and could basically guess the deeper meaning in his words.
It wasn't just Walker who didn't show his full strength. Didn't the Asian-looking, black-haired kid across from him also fail to show his true strength?!
"...Camus, it seems your judgment is correct. This game is indeed worth our while to stay and watch."
“…”
"So that's why Long Ya stayed..."
In the backcourt of the audience stands where the German team played against the Japanese team, not only the French team was watching, but also the American team who also came to watch.
Kiko witnessed the first game and also saw the remaining two games.
So now, seeing these two players from the Japanese team being able to fight back and forth with Volker, the leader of the ever-victorious German team, I couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"That Long Ya guy... really found a good home and a good opponent for himself,"
It wasn't Dudu Ovando who was speaking, it was Ralph Reinhardt.
He looked towards the waiting area of the U-17 Japanese national team. Echizen Ryuga, with only the back of his head exposed to the audience, probably felt their gaze, but only moved slightly without turning his head.
His attention was still on the court, or more precisely, on the dark-haired figure on the court.
——Perhaps it should be said that the attention of most people present is now focused on him and Walker.
Tokugawa Kazuya of the Japanese team and Frankensteiner of the German team completely became the foils of the two of them.
Clash at the net,
Walker's return shots were firm and decisive, each shot carrying a heavy and powerful force. He struck solidly, hitting every aspect in place without missing a beat.
Four times, six times, eight times,
“Empty, empty, empty, empty, empty—!”
“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang—!”
“Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack—!”
An increasingly terrifying sound came from the racket and strings in Walker's hand.
The friction between the ball and the racket was so sharp that it was almost unbearable for the eardrums.
Those who were sitting closer in the audience could no longer control themselves and covered their ears and wanted to run backwards. They were deeply affected.
But looking back at the center of the court, both the black-haired boy who was fighting back and Walker had faces as calm as still water.
Even Tokugawa Kazuya, who is known for his expressionless face, and the robot Frankensteiner are more lively than the two of them.
But Volker just didn't show it on his face, the emotions in his heart still existed.
——After passing the eight-fold level, you will immediately enter the ten-fold threshold!
But this is far from the end, the more the battle goes on, the more terrifying it becomes.
——It seemed to continue without a limit.
Walker could feel his arm making an unbearable whine, and the racket was constantly squeaking.
But even so, the black-haired figure opposite still showed no sign of weakness.
It was as if this was just the beginning and he had not even reached the peak of his strength.
——Where is his limit?
Even Jurgen Barisavich Volker, known as the 'Number One Man', couldn't help but become genuinely curious.
How far can this child named "Yagi Kei" go?
The move from ten times to twenty times is completely beyond the reach of Tokugawa Kazuya and Frankenstein next to them.
It can even be said that the audience in the audience seats that are a little further away can only see the afterimage of the action.
"It's so fast—"
"I can't see clearly at all, I can't catch up at all!"
"——How could this be?! A battle of this magnitude would actually take place at this time?!"
His face was filled with joy, and he felt that it was worth the price of admission.
To be able to see such an intense and all-out battle in a public exhibition match was simply unimaginable from the beginning.
In this world, in this entire U-17 national team competition,
There are only a handful of people who can truly be a rival to Jürgen Balisavich Volker!
And now, right in front of them—a dark horse appeared out of nowhere!
——The battle between Dark Horse and Walker continues!
The player really didn't expect that the UR copy BOSS of this two-player copy would be so scratch-resistant. The player fought with him for three hundred rounds - and even only scraped off a thin layer of skin!
Looking at the health bar on the UR bald BOSS's head that looks like a vernier caliper,
Even the most fearless cat can't help but look a little serious.
Could this be the legendary... 'I became bald and stronger'?
The cat couldn't help but stretch out its claws and touch its thick hair.
Sacrificing hair for power...
Strangely, the cat was a little moved.
"——You are very good."
The excited cat continued to fight back with a pair of dead fish eyes, ready to use the basic attack method all the time and give the bald boss a little shock with the player's basic attack.
The bald UR copy BOSS on the opposite side spoke.
"The power of each ball is increasing, and your opponent will never be able to figure out the end of your strength. You must realize that this is far from your limit."
"It's a very clever strategy," said Jurgen Barisavich Volker.
"But now, there is not so much time to waste,"
When Walker raised his eyes, the UR bald dungeon boss's eyes were completely filled with the black figure of Yagi Kei.
"Be decisive and show me your true strength, Yagi."
Just when I thought he was about to say something, the player who called him out suddenly said, "..."
Ignoring the look of Frankensteiner, a member of the U-17 German junior high school team,
Tokugawa Kazuya's eyes suddenly became sharp.
——Sure enough, the world's number one man, professional player Walker, actually realized so directly the greatness of the commander of their U-17 training camp base - Cat!
Some of the most deeply hidden Jibaimao fans finally showed some psychological and cognitive approval of Volcker.
Although it is a play involving four people, Frankensteiner remains nameless.
He did not hide his confusion, and almost any audience member present could see it on his face.
"——Huh? Hasn't this guy shown his true strength yet?"
Because he was too frank and so slow and clumsy, people almost felt pity for him.
Frankensteiner could no longer keep up with the pace of the three of them, and Volker no longer forced him to do so.
The situation suddenly changed and became 2V1.
Tokugawa Kazuya and Yagi Kei team up to fight Jurgen Barisavich Volker.
Although for the cat, it was 1V3 from beginning to end,
Protect my teammates, beat my teammates, beat my opponents.
This is the cat's code of conduct!
——Since the UR bald dungeon BOSS has spoken, he wants to see the true strength of the players.
Since the values exceeded a certain threshold in the U-17 training camp, players have not really explored their own strengths.
As soon as he said this, even Jibaimao himself was not sure how much numerical attack he could deal.
Then... let's try unlocking it temporarily -
——Players are ready!
Directly in the next attack, the blocked value will be full, and the player clicks to use it.
It was so fast that it was almost incomprehensible. Perhaps it was so fast that the naked eye could not catch up, and even the sensory perception could not keep up.
Volcker's keen intuition suddenly went offline at this moment.
The eyes that reflected the black-haired figure only had a few traces of the ball's wake left.
More can no longer be captured,
The only thing that reawakens cognition is not the sharp whistle, but the sound before the sharp whistle - shaking the heavens and the earth, shocking the hearts,
The roar almost broke through the entire stadium!
After noticing it, he slowly turned around and saw a terrifying impact mark that suddenly exploded and spread like a spider web around him.
Even the attack range of the shock wave was extending outward and spreading further. Half of the stadium wall, just within the field of vision, had collapsed!
The collapse is not the end. After the collapse, a huge mushroom cloud rises from the spot!
Hey, wait... a mushroom cloud?!
It's just a tennis ball...how could it create something as counterintuitive as a mushroom cloud?!
Everyone looked at each other, extremely confused and bewildered, but it was happening right before their eyes with such certainty.
Even though I was unable to recover from the shock, I had to hold my head down and open my eyes to accept it.
This, this destructive power and lethality...
"Is this... the Neon-style One-Ball Man?!"
“…”
“…”
"Shouldn't it be One Punch Man?"
"——Is now the time to complain about this?!"
A ball knocked down half of the auditorium and the wall below it.
Even Volker, who was facing the attack directly from the first-person perspective, was unable to react successfully.
The referee took a deep breath and delayed for a few seconds before successfully blowing the whistle——
“Beep!”
“2:0!”
——Score another point!
Even, he was still in direct confrontation with Walker, and the main battlefield was the artillery bombardment.
Although they wanted to tell everyone not to pay attention to the details, everyone's eyes were uncontrollably diverted and stopped at the bombardment area caused by Yagi Kei.
Is this really the kind of harm humans can cause?
At this level, a ball bombardment - if it is not hitting the wall or the audience, but directly at people,
Totally dead!
Suddenly, his sight was in a mess, and he didn't know whether it was on Walker, Yagi Kei, the wreckage of the viewing platform, or the damaged court.
But Walker's eyes were clearly fixed on the black-haired figure separated by a net.
"True strength..."
"Actually, is it really that serious?"
A ball that collapses the stadium wall or the audience seats may still be within the acceptable range.
But a ball that creates a mushroom cloud out of thin air is a bit beyond common sense.
The sound of taking a breath of cold air overlapped with the sounds of breathing and discussion.
finally--
It all converged into a final point, a silence that could be described as dead.
And all eyes were on Yagi Kei,
The player stared at the panel that popped up in front of him for a long time, and then slowly moved his eyes after a while.
...The numbers seem okay.
Creating a mushroom cloud or something with bare hands is equivalent to skipping a step of the guijue bomb.
The player looked away, and only then realized that the NPC's eyes were fixed on him.
What happened again?
The black-haired boy raised his head as if he noticed something, and his dark and empty eyes swept over.
Everyone who made eye contact with him or touched him couldn't help but shudder.
The figure who had seemed somewhat silent and taciturn, after creating a mushroom cloud with a single shot with his bare hands, the pressure surrounding him expanded to an incomparable magnitude.
The fear that was so heavy that it was impossible to resist it with reason spread over my heart.
"If we meet eyes... I'll definitely be killed."
"Horror, horror, so horror!!"
Wherever he looked, people retreated.
The players didn't understand why, they just felt that the NPCs here were strange.
After winning two games from the German team, the serve was changed again - it was the German team's turn.
Jurgen Barisavich Volk and A. Frankensteiner's Halftime
A ball that creates a mushroom cloud is beyond the ability of ordinary people to understand.
A. Frankensteiner, a junior high school player from the German team, was completely speechless.
He looked at Yagi Kei across the net in shock and doubt, looking at him as if he were looking at a being even less human than himself.
Frankensteiner, known as the 'tennis robot', truly realized that he was completely crushed by his peers of the same age, generation, and level.
——He is definitely not his opponent.
No matter how much time, training, or experience you have,
He can't create a mushroom cloud with his bare hands!
Even without looking closely, everyone could sense the fear and declining fighting spirit emanating from Frankensteiner.
But this is not incomprehensible, any normal person would do the same.
Restarting data collection, Q.P, the U-17 German team's staff officer, kept his eyes fixed on Yagi Kei on the field.
"...Now we can hold our own against Volker to this extent, and actually face him in the U-17 World Championship."
"This kid named Yagi Kei will definitely be a formidable opponent for the U-17 German national team's title defense this year."
Q.P made this inference very calmly, and even the other members of the U-17 German team did not refute him.
Just one goal - is enough to show his strength.
Needless to say, there is no way to resist.
The walls and the audience seats were temporarily evacuated to ensure the continuation of the public warm-up exhibition match.
Professionalism and safety measures are completely online,
The audience, immersed in the carnival, soon turned their attention back to the court.
Once again – Walker serves!
Jurgen Barisavich Volker's serve no longer looked like the one he had just shown on the court.
Now——people are more eager to see how his attack or counterattack will cause Kei Yagi on the other side of the net to respond!
——Grip the racket, raise your arm, swing the racket, and hit!
Walker serves!
The player responded with a flat attack—there were only two people left fighting on the court, whether it was Tokugawa Kazuya who wanted to help or Frankensteiner who was placed in the corner.
I could only watch helplessly while holding the racket.
The strength and level displayed by these two people now are completely beyond their reach.
If you mistakenly get involved, it will definitely cause them extra burden and trouble.
Tokugawa Kazuya and Frankensteiner met eyes.
——After checking each other’s eyes, I realized that they are all mascots.
After adding points to the value, the system popped up a [Field Protection] warning.
Unfortunately, I had to control the value to a level that would not cause a mushroom cloud.
But because of his previous goal, everyone has an understanding of his strength.
——That makes us look forward to the mushroom cloud appearing again!
The player fought 1v1 with the UR bald dungeon BOSS and tested his skills.
The skill ['Deprivation & Devouring'] obtained from the special NPC Echizen Ryuga,
[Click: 'Deprive & Devour' in use...]
[——Ding! Used successfully!]
[Congratulations, you have obtained the skill - 'Baptism of Whirlpool'! ]
Oh? It actually worked.
The skills acquired from the UR Bald Dungeon BOSS will be used again on the UR Bald Dungeon BOSS.
Frankensteiner was shocked when he saw this scene.
"This, this isn't—"
Just one encounter and it can be fully implemented. The moment it is displayed,
Suddenly, he saw another Jurgen Barisavich Volker on the other side of the net.
Looking again, it was not Walker at all, but the black-haired boy from the Japanese team!
But——'Baptism of the Whirlpool' is real!
Seeing Yagi Kei use his unique serve, Jurgen's expression remained unchanged, he only paused slightly when he took the racket.
Frankensteiner beside him did not notice his pause.
Tokugawa Kazuya on the opposite side did not notice,
But Q·P noticed it from the sidelines.
"...something's wrong," Q.P muttered, twisting his jaw.
"Walker..."
“…What on earth happened?”
Jurgen Barisavich Volker gripped his racket tightly, his fingers clenching around the handle.
The 'baptism of the vortex' that came straight at his face went straight to his racket with a rotation that he was very familiar with. The moment the ball and the racket touched, friction suddenly broke out!
Volker lowered his body, twisted his waist, and swung his arms, forcing himself to fight back against the vortex.
The terrifying friction sound and the terrifying high-position rotation,
'The ball that cannot be hit back even if you see through it', in this one match alone - it was hit back by three people!
Walker hit his own ball back, but the next moment, Yagi Kei hit it back again!
The multiplied "baptism of the vortex" was doubled and aggravated in all aspects without any doubt.
The moment the ball hit the racket, Volker's jawline tensed unconsciously, but he immediately swung the racket again.
The best way to deal with it is to fight 'Whirlpool Baptism' with 'Whirlpool Baptism'.
But Volcker never used this trick from beginning to end!
Q.P stared at it for a long time, and finally, vaguely discovered the subtlety.
After taking another look at Volker, Q.P's pupils shrank.
He made a guess, and even at the moment he made this guess, his heart skipped a beat.
He was already a little bit unbelievable, but the facts were before him.
Yagi Kei, who keeps using Walker's special move 'Whirlpool Baptism',
And Walker, who had not used the 'Whirlpool Baptism' since Yagi Kei used it,
The answer seems to have come to light.
Volker, perhaps he has been deprived of the right to use the "Whirlpool Baptism" -!
And the source of all this, the object that deprived Volker of his power was the only one standing in front of the net.
Double black figures,
——Yagi Kei!
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