I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 612: Killing Ping Pong Ball, Shaved Head
King Tengu could feel that his domain had been greatly strengthened, and he could also feel that his domain was mixed with another domain.

The power that originally distorted the fighting method was not braked, but accelerated. Like a wild dog that had broken free from its reins, it suddenly soared to a level that he could not recognize.

Hearing Wen Yan's words at this moment, King Tengu could feel that he should pick up the racket in front of him, which was his weapon.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have seen this kind of table before. It was the way ordinary people fought.

Unfortunately, after he came here, he was busy with business, absorbing nutrients from books, and was dizzy with the big cakes in the books. He had no time to pay attention to the sports of ordinary people.

At this moment, I only have a rough impression, and I don’t understand anything else.

When he picked up the racket, he saw Wen Yan standing in front of the table and getting ready.

Wen Yan grinned, it was time to show off his skills to compete with the old man in the neighborhood!

Toss the ball, a very normal simple serve.

The Tengu King held the racket as if it were a knife, blocking the ping-pong ball and causing it to bounce back.

Wen Yan smiled and shot the ball with his forehand, and the ping-pong ball fell onto the opposite table at a high speed.

With King Tengu's strength, it was not difficult to block the ball. However, the moment he blocked it, he saw that the ball did not bounce to Wen Yan as before, but bounced out diagonally.

The moment the ball hit the ground, the Tengu King let out a muffled groan as if he had been hit hard.

A 0:1 appeared in the air on the side.

The next moment, the ball appeared on the table in front of Wen Yan again.

After one test, Wen Yan roughly understood the situation.

The ball and the racket are just parts of the domain that are manifested, equivalent to the domain itself.

Unless it can penetrate the power of the enhanced field, it is highly likely that it will not be damaged.

Wen Yan wasn't polite then. He picked up the ball and got into position.

"This is how people fight! Come on, keep going!"

It was a normal serve, and the Tengu King blocked it, but at the same time, flames ignited on Wen Yan's body, the muscles on his arms bulged, and a fierce aura emerged.

The moment he held the racket and swung his arm, his pure strength far exceeded that of an ordinary person. He rose from the ground, used his legs to exert force, twisted his waist, and swung his arms widely. All the strength was transferred to the racket.

The moment the racket hit the ping-pong ball, there was a sudden bang from the racket, and the ball turned into an afterimage, wrapped in flames, and hit the table heavily.

The moment the ping-pong ball bounced and was blocked by Tengu King's racket, Tengu King's arm holding the racket was hit hard, and the racket hit his chest.

The Tengu King took three steps back before he could steady himself, but the ball had already bounced out.

The moment the ball hit the ground, the Tengu King groaned again, and his chest suddenly collapsed a little. His body was like being hit by the Hundred Ton King, and he turned into a residual image and flew backwards.

He rolled on the ground for more than ten meters before he landed on all fours and regained his balance.

"Wow……"

The Tengu King opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He wanted to transform, but he was firmly restricted to his human form at the moment.

Because there are no rules for playing ping-pong with dogs.

The ball fell to the ground and disappeared, then appeared out of thin air on the table on King Tengu's side.

In mid-air on the side, the score was also refreshed to 0:2.

It's King Tengu's turn to serve.

The Tengu King got up from the ground, with a gloomy face, and walked back slowly. He also began to understand this way of fighting.

He followed Wen Yan's example and picked up the ping-pong ball on the table, thinking about what to do.

He saw the score floating next to him. Although he didn't understand the rules, he roughly knew that he was behind.

Just as he was thinking about it, the Tengu King suddenly lowered his waist, and it was as if a thousand-pound weight was suddenly placed on his body. The weight was not pressing directly on him, but it seemed that all parts of his body, inside and outside, had to bear the force at the same time.

He had just been injured, and now his internal organs were torn apart. He couldn't help but let out a muffled groan again.

He gritted his teeth, closed his mouth, and swallowed back the blood that was gushing out.

Wen Yan took a stance and watched with a smile on his face. He would not be so kind as to remind King Tengu that his serve had exceeded the time limit.

There is no referee here, but it seems that King Tengu received a yellow card.

The Tengu King was hit again for no reason, and he learned that he should not delay.

He imitated Wen Yan, threw the ball up, his eyes bloodshot, waved the racket, burst out with all his strength, and hit the ping-pong ball hard with the racket.

When the ball touched the racket, a sharp hissing sound was heard. In an instant, the ping-pong ball turned into an afterimage and hit the table in front of Wen Yan.

Wen Yan reacted quickly. The moment he saw King Tengu serve the ball with such great force, he dodged to the side.

He watched the ball hit the table, turned into an afterimage, and disappeared quickly.

He continued to grin and laugh happily.

I watched the score jump to 0:3.

He thought that since the Tengu King had learned a little, he should have learned something.

Unexpectedly, this guy hasn't learned yet that he has to bounce the ball on his own table before serving.

The Tengu King was struck hard, and one of his arms broke with a snap. The bone fragments pierced through the flesh and were exposed.

Every time he was beaten, King Tengu would learn some rules. He recalled Wen Yan's actions just now, slowly calmed down, and honestly served an ordinary ball.

Wen Yan received it with his backhand. King Tengu did not feel like he had lost points. This time he immediately followed Wen Yan's example and shot it back with great force.

The power of the Tengu King exploded, and the speed of the ball was so fast that it seemed like an afterimage.

The moment Wen Yan stretched out his hand and pulled it back, the ball began to spin wildly on the racket, and both the ball and the racket were burning together.

The muscles in Wen Yan's arms exploded and his body slid backwards.

After a full second, he steadied his body, burst out with tremendous strength, and shot the ball with great force. Combined with the friction between the ball and the racket, the ball turned into a wildly spinning fireball, drawing an arc and landing on the opposite left corner of the table.

The Tengu King predicted the position, swung his arms, and prepared to use his racket to violently shoot the ball back.

But the moment the ball landed on the table, it did not bounce up immediately.

The wildly rotating flames outside the ball shortened the time it took for the ball to touch the table. When the ball actually touched the table, it was like a racing tire taking off violently, creating a large number of sparks on the table.

The ball originally drew a diagonal line and landed on the left side of the table, so its bounce range should be within the left area.

But at this moment, the wildly spinning ball, with a terrifying speed, bounced straight from the left corner to the right corner.

The Tengu King reacted extremely quickly. He immediately retracted his strength, and his body's power exploded. In an instant, he appeared on the right side, ready to shoot back with great force.

However, the ball bounced up and, with a crazy spin at the moment of bouncing, it drew a small arc again and fell back onto the table.

In an instant, the ball disappeared.

The score became 0:4.

The Tengu King hunched his body and flew backwards again.

This time, his clothes seemed to be burned, half of his face and half of his body were burned, his left arm disappeared, and his left ribs were exposed.

Wen Yan looked at this scene and thought to himself that this kind of injury was as if he had personally injured the other person, and the effect should be the same.

It's just that after changing the way of fighting, the loser will be unable to protect himself and be immune to damage under the effect of the field. Knowing this, Wen Yan prepared to fight quickly.

Even though King Tengu did not understand the rules of table tennis, this field was his field after all, and he understood the rules quickly.

Wen Yan’s biggest advantage is that he knows a lot about table tennis.

Seeing the Tengu King coming back, Wen Yan first tried to bless the racket with a violent sun.

Then he waited for the CD of the Violent Sun to recover, and when King Tengu stood in front of the table again, he picked up the ball on the table and cast another Violent Sun on himself.

It was a normal serve that complied with the rules, and King Tengu, with a gloomy face, continued with a powerful volley.

But this time, King Tengu's racket seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black air, and a strong sense of resentment and ominous aura emerged.

The ball that was drawn flew at such a speed that it turned into an afterimage and landed heavily on the table next to Wen Yan.

The next moment, the ball shrouded in black air instantly split into three and shot off in three directions.

Wen Yan's face was solemn. The Tengu King adapted really quickly.

He swung his racket first and hit the ball closest to him.

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However, the moment the racket that was blessed with the violent sun was hit, the ball wrapped in black air suddenly exploded, and the resentment shattered.

This is a fake one.

The moment Wen Yan waved his arm, he took a step forward and appeared seven or eight meters away.

He lowered his waist, and before the ball wrapped in black air fell to the ground, he hit it again. It was another fake one.

The last ball that bounced upwards had already flown seven or eight meters high.

A smile appeared on the gloomy and ferocious face of the Tengu King. He clenched the racket in one hand, a strong aura of resentment rising from his body, an ominous breath of curse floating in the air, and his flesh and blood jumping in a heart-pounding way. This was the power of the demon body.

He was mumbling something, no one knew what he was saying, but the resentment in him was growing stronger and stronger, causing many illusions to appear around him.

He was preparing, waiting to receive the ball that Wen Yan would return.

The ball continued to fly high into the sky, and after flying about ten meters, it rapidly slowed down and began to fall downwards.

This time is enough for him to do many things.

However, the next moment, Wen Yan's figure suddenly flashed to a height of seven or eight meters, and the racket in his hand seemed to turn into a big sun. He exerted force from his waist, and the power in his body suddenly burst out, and he slammed the ball down from mid-air.

There was a sharp whistle mixed with a dazzling light. At the moment of shining light, the ball left a trail of fire in the air and hit the table heavily.

The Tengu King's muttering was forcibly interrupted.

He only felt a dazzling flash of light before his eyes, followed by a violent explosion, mixed with shock waves, spreading in all directions.

The Tengu King stood where he was, without flinching, and withstood the force of the attack.

But when he saw the ball again, it had hit the corner of the table heavily and then went straight to the ground to the side.

He saw the ball bounce on the ground, and the next moment.

0: 5.

A blazing flame ignited in him.

The resentment that emerged from him was like firewood, which was forcibly burned and purified. Phantoms of mad dogs kept leaping out from his body, pulling the flames to spread in all directions.

Those phantoms seemed to be burned. They kept wailing and struggling, and finally slowly dissipated.

The skin on the right half of the Tengu King's face had been burned. There was no intact skin on his entire body. On the left half of his body, one could even see part of the burnt internal organs in his abdomen through the bones.

Wen Yan fell heavily to the ground, listening to the wailing of the Tengu King.

He took a deep breath and picked up the ball that appeared on the table again.

Sure enough, there is power attached to the ball, but every time you serve, the state of the ball will be reset, but the racket held in your hand can still maintain its state.

This time, the moment he held the ball, he blessed the ball with a violent sun.

This was the purest Yang energy, as blazing as the sun, and extremely explosive. He didn't believe that the Tengu King could continue to attach things to the ball under such circumstances.

The ball in his hand seemed to turn into a small sun the size of a basketball, and he swung the racket to serve.

The moment the Tengu King's racket touched the little sun, part of the power attached to the racket was burned away.

In the end, only pure power was left, which was exerted on the little sun, pulling it back.

No rotation, no angle, just a pure powerful counterattack.

On the opposite side, Wen Yan formed a hand seal with one hand, clenched a racket with his right hand, and flames continued to burn all over his body. The red-gold flame and the dark blue flame were mixed with the power of the heart fire.

The power in his body after he became a cultivator was running wildly at an unprecedented intensity, and his heart was beating like a drum.

His body swelled up, veins on his arms were exposed, and a fierce aura burst out from inside.

He twisted his waist, and his body drew a huge arc, hitting the little sun hard.

Bang!
With a loud bang, a white air wave suddenly exploded the moment the racket and the ball touched.

The little sun, dragging its halo tail, hit the table at an angle.

This time, there was no frills, just the most simple violent counterattack.

Just speed and power.

As soon as the Tengu King raised the racket in his hand, the ball, which had turned into a little sun, hit his chest heavily.

The power contained in it, as well as the violent sun that was blessed by it, all completely erupted at this moment.

The small sun, which was originally as big as a basketball, continued to expand and finally turned into a two-meter-wide giant fireball, pushing the body of the Tengu King and flying backwards at a rapid speed.

Flying all the way out and rushing to the end of the territory, the Tengu King was pressed at the end by the huge sun, enduring the continuously exploding power.

The Tengu King roared and stretched out his only remaining hand, pushing the huge fireball towards the ground.

He already understood the rules, and when the ball landed, it was the next round.

However, when he pressed the huge fireball down, the ping-pong ball inside touched the ground.

0: 6.

The moment when the power is truly unleashed, the real damage that cannot be exempted or avoided, is just beginning to erupt.

The Tengu King's body shook violently, and his internal organs seemed to be weathered and disappeared in an instant, leaving only some bones.

His lower body disappeared, and half of his right arm also disappeared.

The remaining body fell heavily to the ground.

Dense cracks began to appear throughout the entire area.

In an instant, with a snap, everything collapsed.

Returned to the previous temple.

The Tengu King fell to the ground, glaring at Wen Yan who was walking towards him step by step.

"Stop glaring at me. With your level, you are not even worthy of being beaten 11-0 by me."

(End of this chapter)