allonlinenovel Chapter 923 "What do you think of me, King Ren?"
Chapter 923 "What do you think of me, King Ren?"
His words were like sharp arrows, piercing the other person's heart.
The two opponents were obviously hit by Niou's words. Their faces became even paler and even beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.
Niou Masaharu didn't care about their reactions and continued, "After I imitate Yagyu, I can have almost the same strength as him - if he can hit the ball, I can also hit it."
His voice was not loud, but it was full of confidence and dominance, which made it impossible to question it.
"Who would be so hard on themselves?"
Niou Masaharu suddenly raised his voice, "So our synchronicity is only deeper than anyone else's!"
His figure was looming in the golden light, as if it had merged into one with the light. The entire stadium seemed to have become his backdrop, and he was the only protagonist on the stage.
"You think of me as a breakthrough point?"
Niou Masaharu sneered, "How ridiculous! Just enjoy being pulverized at the speed of light!"
After saying that, he swung the racket violently, and a golden light rushed out like lightning, rushing straight towards the opponent opposite.
"How, how could this happen..." Shuishui Dodd's eyes were filled with despair, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly. He could feel that the gap between him and the other party was not a gap that could be made up by hard work, but a world of difference like that between an ant and a dragon.
boom--!
Hiroshi Yagyu's serve was like a flash of golden lightning.
Cutting through the sky.
Coming at an astonishing speed.
This time.
He unleashed all his strength without reservation.
He used the unique skill of hitting the ball at superluminal speed.
In an instant.
The entire arena was shrouded in dazzling light.
It seemed as if time had frozen at this moment.
Two golden streams of light shuttled rapidly between the two sides of the net.
They are like two lightning bolts chasing each other.
Every collision produced a deafening roar.
It seemed to tear the entire stadium apart.
The thrilling scene left the audience stunned.
Their heartbeats also accelerated with the loud noises.
The atmosphere in the stadium was pushed to one climax after another.
People's cheers and shouts rose one after another.
resounded through the sky.
In the face of this powerful force.
Harold Addison and Shui Shui Dodd were completely unable to fight back.
Even though they both activated the so-called "that state".
But in front of Hiroshi Yagyu and his super-light-speed shot.
They are like two fallen leaves in a storm.
Shaky.
I can only struggle under endless pressure.
No matter how hard they try.
They couldn't seize the slightest chance to fight back.
All he could do was watch the two golden rays of light shuttle back and forth before his eyes.
Push yourself into a desperate situation.
"Boom!" With the deafening sound of the ball hitting the ground, the referee shouted loudly: "Niou Masaharu and Yagyu Hiroshi score, 30:0!"
Then there was another loud noise, "BOOM!"
"Niou Masaharu and Yagyu Hiroshi scored, 40:0!"
……
"boom--!"
"Niou Masaharu and Yagyu Hiroshi scored, 5:0!"
……
In just two minutes, the game moved forward quickly as if the fast-forward button was pressed, and entered the deciding round in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from the backcourt, as if it would pierce one's eardrums. This scream broke the originally tense rhythm of the game and startled everyone.
Harold Edison's heart suddenly tightened and he quickly turned his head, his eyes fixed on the direction of the backcourt.
Shui Shui Dodd was seen half-kneeling on the ground, his right hand tightly covering his left arm, his face full of pain, his face as pale as a piece of paper, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which were sliding down his cheeks one by one.
The dark red airflow that was originally wrapped around him now quickly dissipated like a punctured balloon and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Shuishui! How are you?"
Harold Addison's face was filled with anxiety.
Completely ignoring the ongoing game.
He was like an arrow shot from a bow.
Rushing to the backcourt of the field.
When he rushed to Shui Shui Dodd.
Shui Shui? Dodd is already on the verge of collapse.
It seems like he might fall down at any time.
Harold Addison held out his hands without hesitation.
Holding Shui Shui tightly, Dodd.
Afraid that he would fall to the ground.
"Oh no... My arms... I have no strength at all..."
Shui Shui? Dodd's voice was filled with fear and pain.
His body was shaking constantly.
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Sliding down the cheek.
The clothes around the neck were soaked.
Shui Shui Dodd's left arm hung limply at the side of his body.
He could feel the muscles in his arms as if they were being pierced by countless steel needles at the same time.
The pain was unbearable.
It feels like the muscles are being torn apart.
Every fiber of my being was emitting a dying cry.
Maintaining "that state" of overload for a long time has pushed Shui Shui Dodd's body to its limit.
And in this case.
He also forced his skills to counter the light-speed shots that were far beyond his endurance.
This is undoubtedly adding insult to injury.
It became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Shui Shui? Dode secretly groaned in his heart.
He knew that this injury would probably be like a maggot on the tarsal bone.
It has been with him throughout his career.
after all.
This intensity of confrontation.
For someone at his level.
It is simply out of reach.
Forcibly touch such an area.
The price to be paid.
It is a complete backlash of the body.
“I had been worried that this might happen.
I didn’t expect it to happen in the end... Shui Shui.
You really can’t continue the game!”
Harold Addison's face turned extremely ugly.
There was a heaviness in his tone that was hard to conceal.
To know.
As a power player.
Harold Addison knew only too well the consequences of an impact that was beyond his ability to endure.
Bearing this force that far exceeds one's own limits for a long time.
What terrible effects would befall the arm—and now.
It all happened just as he expected.
One by one it came true.
in this game.
It's as if Yagyu's batting has eyes.
Every time he was able to accurately avoid Harold Addison's defensive range.
Then it slammed towards the area where Shui Shui Dodd was with astonishing speed and force.
Worse.
Even Nioh, who had only fought back a few times before.
It seemed that he had suddenly found his target.
All his attacks seemed to be guided.
All of them went towards Shui Shui Dode.
They are like a group of experienced hunters.
Surround the injured prey tightly in the middle.
Don't give it any chance to breathe.
Every step they took seemed so leisurely.
But it also harbours murderous intent.
It seems like he is enjoying the hunting process.
Niou Masaharu and Yagyu Hiroshi seemed to be the leaders in this hunt.