I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

Feeling this strong power fluctuation, the eyes of Kiran, Loha and other representatives of the Indian team outside the stadium changed.

Brahma.

One of the three major gods in India.

It symbolizes creation and wisdom, possesses infinite power, and is like a god of creation. With this name, you can imagine how powerful this move is!

"The children's game of house is over."

Sharma, whose body was filled with golden flames, said in a cold tone: "It's time for you to feel the difference between gods and mortals!"

Whoa!

Suddenly.

He swings quickly.

With the blessing of powerful force, the racket was so fast that only an afterimage remained. Before anyone could react, with a bang, the tennis ball was violently whipped out.

Chi!

Traces of golden color appear.

At the same time, everyone could clearly see the blue-purple arc of electricity wrapped around the tennis ball. Wherever the tennis ball passed, a powerful sandstorm set off.

"Moo!!!"

In a trance.

Everyone seemed to hear a loud cow braying.

Combined with this violent blow, it gave people the feeling that a sacred bull surrounded by golden light was running wildly on the earth.

The four hooves flew, and the dust waves rolled.

Even the distant mountain peaks would probably be smashed into pieces by the angry sacred bull.

"Appeared."

Seeing this scene, Jilan narrowed his eyes and said: "One of Taren's strongest moves [Roar of the Divine Bull]!"

According to his records, the ball once penetrated the Argentinian captain's racket. In terms of power alone, it can be said to be very terrifying.

Even more terrifying.

Ordinary players can't even catch up with the shadow of tennis. Even if it catches up, the racket will definitely be completely torn apart by that terrifying force!

Tap! !

At this time.

There was a sound of brisk footsteps on the court.

Everyone quickly looked in the direction of the sound, their eyes locked on the slightly blurry figure in the smoke.

"Did this guy actually catch up?"

Kieran's pupils narrowed.

Whoa!

And this time.

As Ishikawa swung the racket, he saw a silver arc that almost spilled out of the smoke screen.

"That is."

Not only him, but other players of the Indian team also caught the flashes of silver light in the hazy smoke.

But the light was too fast.

They didn't even see what was happening, and there was an explosion in their ears.

boom!

A powerful crackling sound came out.

A silver arc of light suddenly tore through the smoke curtain. He ran through the court at lightning speed and appeared in front of Sharma.

Boom! ! !

In a trance.

The captain of the Indian team heard the sound of thunder rolling in his ears. At first glance, the raindrops are connected into threads, hanging from the sky.

Immediately following.

An indescribable spring chill made Sharma shudder.

"What kind of trick is this?"

His heart trembled. He couldn't imagine that he actually saw the scene of spring thunder exploding during a swing.

Fortunately.

His mental strength was strong enough and he did not fall into the illusion of hallucination. Bracing himself, Sharma saw the path of the ball clearly, raised his racket, and hit it hard.

"terribly sorry."

"This little bit of spiritual power of yours can't affect me at all?!"

puff!

But next second.

Under the shocked gaze of the Indian captain, the racket in his hand was like paper and was penetrated in an instant.

boom!

The tennis ball hits the ground.

It was like the roar of the last angry thunder, making Sharma's body tremble instinctively.

"Game!"

"Japanese team, 1-0, exchange positions!"

End of game.

Ishikawa easily maintained his serve.

In contrast, the Indian captain who was full of confidence before the game seemed to have not come back to reality at this moment. He still looked dazed, looking at the torn racket in his hand.

"How, how is it possible?"

Off the field.

The other representatives of the Indian team also looked incredulous.

"The roar of the sacred bull, unexpectedly... unexpectedly."

Kieran and others looked at each other.

They never expected that in the first game, Sharma, who used three tricks in a row, failed to score even a single point.

"Speed, power, insight"

On the bench.

Vias narrowed his eyes and looked at Ishikawa: "His physical fitness is even stronger than expected. No matter how you look at it, he can't be just a data flow player."

The opponent is very strong.

Even compared to what was seen in the video, the opponent's performance against South Korean team leader Lee Seung-bo was even more terrifying.

In my memory.

Wyas had never seen Sharma overwhelmed by his opponent to the extent that he could not score a single point. Even the Argentinian general couldn't do it.

"Well."

Turning his head, he looked at the court. The figure's body trembled slightly, and his temperament seemed to have changed. A flash of light flashed in his eyes: "The good news is that Talen's second consciousness has awakened!"

Chapter 327 The second consciousness, secret ball [phantom] (1 update)

"This Ishikawa Shin is so strong!"

Off the field.

The dark-skinned Luoha said solemnly: "It's hard to imagine that Xiamal didn't even get a single point."

"Ah."

Jilan's expression was also extremely solemn.

The Indian Snake Charmer, the Moon Blade Thrust and the Roar of the Sacred Bull are all top-notch tricks. If it were him to receive it, with the blessing of Sharma Brahma's aura, he might not be able to fight back with both hands.

but.

The opponent not only cracked the trick, but also reversed it and penetrated Sharma's racket.

No matter how you look at it, the strength of both sides is not on the same level!

"what?"

But at this time, the representative of the Indian team next to him seemed to have discovered something and said in surprise: "There seems to be something wrong with Commander Sharma's situation."

Hear the words.

Everyone looked up.

Sure enough, I saw that the original arrogant aura on Sharma became more indifferent. The other party was clearly standing there, but it gave them an indescribable sense of distance.

"Finally willing to let me out."

at this time.

Sharma was shaking on the court and talking to himself in a strange Hindi.

Swish!

Looked up.

He locked his eyes on the calm-looking black-haired boy opposite him, and raised his brows slightly: "Is it him? Well, it does look quite extraordinary."

while speaking.