Net King: Opening Ten Draws

He was locked by the air waves, there was no way to escape, he could only face the flying tennis ball.

"Damn! How can you... be frightened by your junior!"

"Give me back!!!"

Oda shouted loudly, slapped with both hands, his muscles burst, and the racket swung violently.

Boom! The roar resounded again, and the racket hit the tennis ball again, but he overestimated his own power and underestimated the impact of the tennis ball.

As Watanabe's habit of hitting back got closer to the sweet spot, the power of first base became more and more powerful, twice as powerful as before.

Oda Meng wanted to use his own strength to hit the ball back, but it was a cannibalistic dream, and there was no possibility of hitting back.

The extreme impact poured into the arms from the face, Oda Meng's face became pale, and the arm felt extreme tearing pain.

"How... how can this be, how is this possible!"

Oda Meng roared in disbelief.

But before he could finish speaking, the tennis ball ran through the racket, and the tennis ball hit him directly.

A strong force took his feet off the ground, and the whole person soared up and smashed beyond the bottom line.

Bang! The ground splashed with dust and mist again, and Oda slammed into the bottom line.

The power of the ball still did not disappear, and it took Oda Meng's body to roll two or three times in a row before slowly stagnating.

"what!!......"

Heart-piercing screams resounded through the race, and all I could feel was difficulty breathing, and a burning pain came from my chest.

Everything in front of him seemed to have turned into a mosaic, and severe pain was transmitted.

At this moment, he even felt his breath, "Ahhhh!"

The unbearable pain spread all over the body, and Oda Ji let out a scream.

The muscles of the body were tense, trembling uncontrollably, and the whole person fell to the ground twitching.

Watanabe looked indifferent and looked at the opposite field calmly.

One ball! Just one ball, Oda was blown away by the ultimate power of first base!

The entire audience, including Qingxue, fell into a sluggishness.

They had never seen a person who was blown away by a tennis ball, and the visual effect of the ball just burst out had a strong impact on their hearts.

Everyone stared blankly at Oda Meng, who fell to the ground, breathing heavier.

................................. SUBSCRIBE ............"My God..... You!! Did you see that he was blown away by the ball, is this still tennis."

"We're not blind, it's just this bombardment... It's too exaggerated, the racket is pierced."

"Qingxue is in trouble now, they are not opponents at all. It seems that this line of competition has already achieved results."

"How could someone catch such a powerful tennis ball?"

The audience, who had returned to their senses, all looked at Watanabe with frightened eyes.

A ball blows people away, if it is a person with poor physical fitness, it is very likely to collapse directly under this ball.

At this time, the Qinggaku team members came back to their senses, with worried expressions on their faces, and looked at Oda Meng.

"Oda-senpai! Are you alright, bad!..."

"Continuous body twitching, referee! Pause! Pause!"

"Damn, how can there be such a horrible tennis, is this the hell."

Everyone in Qinggaku shouted in horror, and looked at Oda Takeshi worriedly, they saw the scene just now very clearly.

"Oda, can you hold on?"

Fujimura waved his hand to calm everyone in Qingxue, and said with a serious expression.

He didn't expect Watanabe's strength to be so terrifying.

At first, I just thought that the other party's aura was exaggerated, and didn't think about strength at all.

Among the junior high school students of the same generation, Oda has the reputation of having the strongest willpower. In previous competitions, he could persist in the competition no matter what the situation was, so Fujimura did not immediately call a timeout.

He wasn't sure whether Oda Meng could hold on.

"I...I can still!"

After the pain in his chest was relieved, Oda Meng finally woke up and responded.

He stood up trembling and took a deep breath.

The ball just now took out all the oxygen in his chest, and he is now in a state of hypoxia.

After a long time, he slowly walked towards the arena.

"Senior's fighting ability is not bad. In the face of such an impact, he can still stand up, which is commendable."

Watanabe smiled naively, his eyes were serious, and he had a little admiration for Oda Meng's perseverance.

Being hit directly by the first base on the body, even if there is a short interruption of the racket, the impact is not something that anyone can bear.

The opponent not only stood up quickly, but also insisted on the game.

This willpower is enough to make him admire.

"call....."

Under Watanabe's gaze, Oda took a slow walk back to the court and quickly adjusted his mind.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The familiar beating sound sounded again, and Qing Xue and other members were relieved.

"what!!!"

The ninja was in severe pain, and Oda took the tennis ball again, grabbing the racket with his arm.

Boom! The tennis ball burst out, just like a bullet out of the chamber, burst out.

Perhaps stimulated by pain, the ball is stronger than before.

"Is it just that?"

Watanabe's eyes lit up.

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Chapter 110: It's Just a Durable Sandbag (7 More)

Update here first, I'm busy, I'm sorry brothers! Bang! Oda turned the pain into motivation, and threw his hand to play a more intense serve.

Watanabe watched the ball, his body once again showing a strong momentum, and his feet rushed out with force.

Tatata! The sound of dense footsteps swayed and quickly rushed to the landing point.

But! Watanabe's footsteps did not stop because of this, but instead used the thrust of running to turn it into a counterattack.

Boom! The racket moved quickly and hit the rebounding tennis ball! Boom! With a strong roar, two exaggerated cyclones erupted from the tennis ball, and bursts flew out.

A golden light beam appeared in the center of the arena.

Second base! Watanabe didn't slow down the attack because of Oda's injury.

He didn't forget what Rin Bing said to himself on the day of the practice match, only doing his best is the way to respect.

Moreover, the task given to him by Lin Bing actually ended the game within two rounds! Boom! The tennis ball ran through the arena with extreme impact, smashing towards the ground, and a strong air wave swept all around.

Oda's pupils shrank sharply, the air waves slapped his body, and his body froze.

Just like the previous ball, the air wave arrived before the ball arrived, and the terrifying breath permeated the field.

The difference is that the air wave becomes stronger, and it is conceivable that the power of the ball will also be stronger.

Facing a more powerful goal, Oda's eyes flashed with death intent, but he thought that Qinggaku had been beaten 3 times, and the thought was thrown out of his mind.

He half squatted his body, his body rushed out, and he also wanted to resist the ball with the strength of his running.

As Qingxue's senior, the defense line of singles, how can he fall at this time and choose to retreat!!!! "Damn! Don't Oda-senpai, he will die! Hurry up and escape!!!"

"Dangerous! Dangerous!! Get out of the way!!"

"Oops, Oda-senpai, don't do it!!..."

Seeing Oda's violent actions, Qinggaku and the others changed their expressions.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the power of this ball is more exaggerated than the previous one, and Oda's approach is undoubtedly suicide.

Oda Meng failed to return the shot just now, and was also sent flying. If this is a stronger response, wouldn't it be... "Oda Meng's behavior has a [*]% chance of being sent flying. ... Is the other party looking for a reason for himself to surrender?"

Mitsuya Yakuto shook his head and smiled, turning over Oda Takeshi's information, he no longer needed to collect the other party's information.

...."Ahhhh!!!"

Oda roared furiously and charged straight towards the tennis ball, ignoring the team's dissuasion, raising the racket with both hands and swinging it.

Boom! The tennis ball bounces off the ground and the racket intercepts.

He wants to use the thrust of running to combine with his arm strength, the ball.

Boom! As everyone imagined.

The tennis ball hit the racket, and the extreme surface was filled with heavy pressure.

In just a moment, Oda's new racket was pierced again, and a ball hit him.

The ultimate strength poured into the whole body from the chest, ravaging every inch of muscle like an electric shock, and the pain was all over the brain.

Oda trembled violently, and his whole body took off, his eyes slowly turning white.

"Ah ah ah! ......"

A shrill scream resounded through the arena, and his body flew out and slammed into the fence.

This time, he flew farther than the last.

Boom! A dull crash sounded, Oda Meng's body slipped uncontrollably and fell heavily to the ground.

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Fujimura couldn't help shouting anymore, and ran to the field.

"Oops, Oda-senpai, are you alright?"