freenovelworld Chapter 720: Outrageous Talent, Perfect Display, Reinhardt's Passion
Chapter 720: Outrageous Talent, Perfect Display, Reinhardt's Passion
The next moment.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Ralph Reinhardt's pupils suddenly contracted, and then suddenly widened. His originally calm eyes were now filled with a fiery fighting spirit.
His breathing became slightly heavier, and as his chest rose and fell, it seemed as if an invisible force was surging within him, like a long-sleeping beast being awakened.
The stadium was silent, with only the breeze blowing through the iron net on the side of the field, making a slight rustling sound.
In the audience seats in the distance, several coaches and players watched every move on the court quietly, their eyes revealing a mixture of solemnity and anticipation.
The sun shone through the clouds, casting mottled shadows on the clay court, and Ralf Reinhardt's figure appeared particularly firm in the interweaving of light and shadow.
boom!
A crisp sound of hitting the ball broke the silence, and the tennis ball drew a beautiful arc in the air, bounced to the ground and flew up again.
Ralph Reinhart flicked his wrist slightly, and the racket sent the ball steadily into the air.
His movements were smooth and natural, as if every detail had been polished thousands of times.
boom!
The second shot followed closely behind, full of rhythm, beating on people's hearts like a drumbeat.
Ralph Reinhart's body leaned forward slightly following the trajectory of the ball, his legs slightly bent, his feet firmly on the ground, his whole body like a bow ready to be released.
boom!
When the third ball landed, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on the tennis ball spinning in the air.
His expression was extremely focused, with fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead and sliding down his cheeks.
He slowly raised his right hand, gripping the racket firmly in his palm, his knuckles turning white from the force.
The next second, he suddenly threw the tennis ball high into the air and leaped up like a leopard pouncing on its prey.
The air seemed to be torn apart the moment he leaped, causing a slight air flow fluctuation.
His figure cast a slender silhouette in the sunlight, his racket raised high, and he swung it down with fierce momentum.
boom!
With a bang, the tennis ball shot out like a cannonball, cutting through the air and leaving a blurry afterimage.
At that moment, the entire stadium seemed to be shocked by this force, and even the wind stagnated.
The speed of this serve was so fast that it was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye - just like the Wind Wound that Beichuan had performed before.
There's no doubt that Ralf Reinhart has taken his serve speed to a whole new level.
“Although there has been some growth, the growth is quite encouraging.”
Beichuan's voice was low and steady, as if without any emotional fluctuations, yet it carried a suffocating pressure.
"But at the moment, there's still a long way to go."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped lightly on the ground, and the soles of his shoes rubbed against the red soil, making a slight "tapping" sound.
His body leaped up lightly, as if not bound by gravity, and in the blink of an eye he was already in the air.
Amidst the flying dust, his figure appeared even taller in the sunlight, like a god of war descending to earth.
His eyes were cold and sharp, as if they could see through all illusions.
At that moment, a burning and explosive light flashed in his eyes, like a sign of a volcano about to erupt.
The surrounding air seemed to distort as well, the temperature suddenly rose, and it seemed as if even the light became distorted at this moment.
Gradually, a familiar dark red aura rose from his body and swirled around him.
The aura was brighter and richer than before. Even from dozens of meters away, one could still feel the hot energy contained in it.
It seems that if you get close, you will be burned to ashes in an instant.
Under this condition, the air waves that had originally dissipated spread out again, like the tide before a tsunami, surging wave after wave.
"wind……"
"fire……"
A ruthless and desireless voice sounded, like an imperial decree, low and majestic, as if it was the voice of judgment from the sky.
Beichuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he swung the racket in his hand without hesitation.
"?Flame——Earth-shattering Star!"
boom!
With a loud bang, the tennis ball was hit hard and turned into a red meteor, rushing towards the opposite side.
The air wave exploded instantly, turning into ripples that spread in all directions, like a bubble that was suddenly punctured, and all the energy was released at the same time.
Looking closely, a scorching sphere as big as a tennis court was suspended in the air, emitting a heart-pounding high temperature.
It slowly spun, stirring up an indescribable burning heat, and slowly drifted towards Ralph Reinhardt.
On the surface, it doesn't seem to be fast, and may even be a bit slow.
But in fact, it is so fast that it almost exceeds the limits of human reaction.
It is like the god of death lurking in the darkness, quietly approaching its target, but erupting with destructive power in an instant.
As soon as the words fell, the stars fell to the ground.
In an instant, strong winds blew up, heat waves raged, and the air was filled with a burning smell.
The red soil was overturned, the grass was swept away, and even the air was evaporated into distorted ripples.
Tread...
It was not until Kitagawa landed lightly that a roar rose behind Ralph Reinhardt.
That was the aftermath of a tennis ball hitting the ground, a manifestation of pure power.
0-15!
Beichuan scored again.
Looking at the tennis ball that was gradually coming to a stop behind him, Ralph Reinhardt pursed his cracked lips and his throat rolled slightly.
His hands gripped the racket so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the effort.
His breathing was slightly rapid and his chest heaved violently, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death battle.
The aura all over his body gradually became stronger, as if some long-dormant warlike factor was completely activated in his blood.
His eyes became sharper, and a stubborn determination to refuse to admit defeat was revealed between his brows.
The next moment, Ralph Reinhart served again without any hesitation.
This time, his serve speed had actually reached the level of Beichuan's "?Flame - Earth-shattering Star" just now.
Of course, although he can correct his own weaknesses, it is impossible to achieve everything in one go.
And now being able to directly reach this super-speed state is all due to Beichuan's sequential induction.