freenovelworld Chapter 660: Foreign Body Cultivation, Hard Fight with Swordsman, Ball Skills - Drawing a Sword to C
Chapter 660: Foreign Body Cultivation, Hard Fight with Swordsman, Ball Skills - Drawing a Sword to C
at the same time.
"Yanji!"
Samuel Raymond shouted loudly, and a terrifying and heavy aura suddenly rushed into the sky. The aura was full of power and sharpness, like a natural mountain sword carved by supernatural craftsmanship.
The hair that was originally hanging down naturally, under the influence of this powerful breath, instantly stood up and soared into the sky, as if it was pulled by an invisible force.
At this moment.
Samuel Raymond was like a rock swordsman standing on the court, emitting a rich and heavy sword intent from his whole body. The sword intent seemed to be materialized, making people feel an invisible pressure coming towards them.
This is another powerful status skill.
In fact.
Samuel Raymond is not only known as an exotic physical cultivator, but in the tennis world, more people also call him a hard-fought swordsman.
What is a hard fight?
This means that even if you are facing a powerful opponent and cannot directly defeat the opponent in terms of strength, you can still rely on your tenacious perseverance and unique skills to fight off the opponent.
The reason why he was able to persist in the tough fight was not only because he possessed excellent physical strength, but more importantly, the magical status skills he mastered.
With the help of these status skills, Samuel Raymond can be said to be getting braver and braver as the battle goes on.
However, frequent use of these skills undoubtedly further increased the burden on his arms and shoulders.
Of course, in this intense moment of the game, these are not the focus of his consideration.
With the addition of the second status skill, Samuel Raymond swung his arm, bringing with it a strong sword intent, and headed directly towards the ricocheting tennis ball.
"Field~~~"
"It's tantamount to extending the span of the competition infinitely."
"However, what I'm good at is fighting hard to pull out the chips in a huge span!"
Samuel Raymond's words were full of confidence.
The words fell.
The racket in his hand was like a towering mountain, standing still and colliding head-on with the ricocheting tennis ball.
Ripples of shock waves continued to spread out in all directions, and the rotational force that Kitagawa applied to the tennis ball was also released crazily.
However, even so, the tennis ball still couldn't break through Samuel Raymond's defense.
Swish!
The next second, Samuel Raymond's eyes focused, and with the help of the dual-state skills, he directly forced the ball out.
The tennis ball shot over the net, and suddenly an even more terrifying aura was released, as if a long-brewing volcano was about to erupt.
The thickness of the rock, the heat of the volcano, and the unpretentious sword intent, the three elements are perfectly integrated together, and the powerful force seems to be able to penetrate the entire stadium.
Even outside the stadium, people could feel the suffocating sense of oppression, as if they were in an atmosphere where a huge disaster was about to happen.
"Is this a master-level match?"
“It’s really exciting.”
Watching Samuel Raymond display his powerful skills one after another, Kitagawa's eyes flashed with excitement.
After all, before this, most of the opponents he faced were junior high school and high school students.
Although these players also have outstanding talents and abilities, they are still in the growth stage after all, and their tennis skills have not yet reached a unique and mature level.
On the contrary, Samuel Raymond fully demonstrated the unique characteristics of a master-level professional player. Both his application of technology and the display of aura were exemplary.
This is undoubtedly a very rare reference for Kitagawa, who wants to explore the development direction of Shinto after the master level.
"So, whose fire is stronger?"
Beichuan's lips and teeth moved slightly as he murmured softly.
The voice just fell.
Wow!
A surging breath, like an extreme red flame, instantly rose from Beichuan's racket-holding arm and racket.
The breath was so hot that it seemed as if it could burn a hole in the void as it swayed.
With a swish sound, Beichuan swung the racket without any unnecessary movements, as if he was swinging a fire blade that could break through the sky.
boom! ! !
The next moment, the tennis ball hit the ground violently with a huge shock wave.
In an instant, dust flew, sand and gravel splashed, the scene was like a falling meteorite, and the tennis ball headed straight for Beichuan.
"Fire Emperor!"
Beichuan's voice was calm and firm, without any emotional fluctuations.
Between the lightning and flint.
The racket in his hand hit the tennis ball with lightning speed. At that moment, it was like a fire blade hitting the tennis ball that was like a meteorite.
boom! ! !
Another violent roar sounded, and a huge impact wave rushed towards the opposite side.
at the same time.
Countless sparks were flying all over the sky, and the scorching air was spreading wildly. The entire sky seemed to be dyed orange at this moment, and the entire stadium seemed to be in a sea of fire. The shocking scene was unforgettable.
On the playing field.
The air seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were focused on the figure in sportswear - Samuel Raymond.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he stared at the tennis ball that had just landed. The racket in his hand turned in a flash, and the original backhand posture instantly changed to a forehand posture. The movement was smooth and natural, without any stagnation.
Then, he gracefully put the racket at his side, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a confident smile.
The tennis ball that had just landed gracefully on the ground seemed to be summoned by some mysterious force and bounced up gently with a very small amplitude.
Just at this moment.
Samuel Raymond was like a sword-wielding warrior ready to strike. He swung the racket suddenly. The movement was as sharp and swift as a warrior performing an Iai-slash.
In an instant, the tennis ball shot out like an arrow from a bow, slanting upwards at an astonishing speed, as if it was about to break through the constraints of the air.
"Draw your sword and stop the water flow!"
The commentator on the scene excitedly called out the name of this skill.
This move seemed extremely simple, without any deafening sound or overwhelming momentum, everything seemed so restrained.
However, it is precisely in this restraint that lies the amazing power, as if a turbulent undercurrent is hidden beneath the calm surface of a lake. At the moment when the racket hits the tennis ball, a brilliance suddenly appears, displaying unparalleled charm.
“It’s amazing!”
"It's extremely simple, and the offensive intensity is maximized."
"But......"
"At extreme speeds, going from stillness to movement, and from movement to stillness, the burden inflicted is far from minimal."
Beichuan's face showed sincere admiration.
But at the same time, his brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes.