sbdcsierra Chapter 681: The hot impact of the fish fire, the crazy attack of Xiao Jin
Chapter 681: The hot impact of the fish fire, the crazy attack of Xiao Jin
on the tennis court.
The atmosphere was tense, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the tennis ball spinning wildly on the racket.
Kintaro Toyama's eyes were sharp and bright.
A loud and powerful shout was heard, like thunder exploding on the court, instantly breaking the tense silence on the court.
Then, his feet moved quickly and swiftly, rushing towards the spot where the tennis ball would land.
Under the breathless gaze of the audience, Kintaro Toyama bent his body in a very tense posture.
His left leg swiftly stepped forward, his knee bent to create a powerful support;
His right leg was stretched straight backward steadily, and his whole body was in a posture ready to sprint, like an arrow about to leave the bow, exuding a sharp aura. This posture caused bursts of exclamations and admiration from the audience.
"Takoyaki Fiery Impact!!!"
Toyama Kintaro growled again, his voice filled with endless fighting spirit and determination.
As the sound came down, the muscles in his arms bulged high and veins popped out. Every muscle was accumulating powerful strength, showing amazing explosive power.
He gripped the racket tightly with both hands, exerted force with his arms, and swung it with all his might.
In an instant, there was a deafening "boom" sound, like a bomb exploding on the court, shaking the eardrums of everyone in the stadium.
The sound was so loud that the audience around subconsciously covered their ears.
An invisible powerful airflow seemed to be ignited by the violent rotation and raged across the court.
The originally ordinary tennis ball seemed to be given life at this moment, wrapped in endless flames. The flames were burning fiercely, and the heat waves were rolling. Black smoke was swirling around the tennis ball, like a fireball from hell, carrying the momentum to destroy everything, and heading straight towards the opponent's court.
Tokugawa Kazuya, who was in the frontcourt, was the first to bear the brunt and felt the extremely hot flame shock wave at close range.
The heat wave hit him in the face, almost burning him. He opened his eyes wide, his face full of shock.
Especially when he realized that the other party was able to forcibly break his move, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
"boom!"
There was a dull thud, and before Tokugawa Kazuya could come to his senses, the tennis ball, packed with huge energy, fell heavily to the ground.
The ground shook violently, and an unprecedented strong vibration swept across the entire venue like a wave, centered on the landing point.
The seats in the audience began to shake, and some audience members almost lost their balance.
"What a powerful force!"
Tokugawa Kazuya looked at the tennis ball on the ground and was shocked again, his voice full of shock and fear.
You know, his tennis ball now has the effect of transforming force. The power of the ball just now cannot be said to be extremely terrifying, but it is definitely not something that an ordinary opponent can easily receive.
But Kintaro Toyama not only caught it, but was even able to hit such a powerful ball in this state, which made Tokugawa Kazuya have a new understanding of the opponent in front of him.
Almost at the moment the tennis ball landed on the ground, Genichirō Sanada spread his feet flat on the ground, firmly rooted in the ground, and arched his body like a cheetah ready to pounce, lowering his center of gravity and concentrating the strength of his body.
He held the racket tightly in both hands, his arm muscles tense, and his eyes revealed determination and coldness.
In an instant, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes as cold as a mountain, like two sharp swords that could penetrate all obstacles.
Amidst a cloud of dust, a powerful and domineering aura arose, as if an invisible pressure was looming over the court.
A sense of immense power and mystery followed, and the black aura instantly wrapped around the racket in his hand. The black aura was like a thick black fog, as if it had turned into a gloomy underworld.
"Momo Ming!"
Genichirō Sanada shouted loudly, his voice deep and powerful, with unquestionable majesty.
As he swung the racket, there was a crisp "bang!" sound and the tennis ball flew out like a cannonball.
At the same time, waves of dust turned into ripples that spread in all directions, raising flying dust that obscured the vision of some of the audience.
At this moment, the tennis ball seemed to have turned into a giant mountain in the underworld, with great momentum, rushing towards Chico Balentin.
Faintly, one seems to be able to see countless ghosts and monsters bound by the underworld, circling and roaring, with a murderous aura that is terrifying and extremely creepy!
The entire stadium was shrouded in this gloomy and powerful atmosphere, and the audience couldn't help but feel a chill rising from the soles of their feet.
"boom!!!"
In a flash, the tennis ball, full of power and mystery, slammed to the ground.
At that moment, the dust leaped, the air waves suddenly boiled, and the ground seemed to be shaking.
Immediately afterwards, the terrifying shock wave intensified under the release of kinetic energy. The ground of the stadium seemed to be like a mirror, shattering in an instant, and cracks appeared, spreading in all directions.
And in the middle of this deep pit, the tennis ball stood still, just like the immovable underworld, emitting an awe-inspiring aura.
As for Chico Balentin, he showed a helpless expression on his face and avoided the sharp edge without hesitation.
Although he has pro-level skills and is a top high school player, he is only a speed and skill player.
If he really wanted to compete with Sanada Genichirō's heavy and powerful ball, he would only get hurt. After weighing the pros and cons, he wisely chose to avoid it.
“1-0!”
The referee announced loudly that the Swiss U-17 team won the first game.
When Kintaro Toyama saw the result, he was stunned, his face full of surprise and confusion.
After all, he had tried his best and performed at a very high level, but the result was so unsatisfactory.
"Xiao Jin."
Chico Balentin had a mysterious smile on his face and his tone was full of ups and downs of emotions as he began to speak to Kintaro Toyama.
"This is not your limit!"
"Your potential has not yet been fully unleashed."
"If you had played your best, there was no way they would have caught that ball."
"Don't be discouraged, keep going."
"I will fight alongside you until the end!"
His words sounded like words of encouragement from an elder to a younger one, but that voice gave people a sense of devilish temptation, as if it had an invisible magic power that could bewitch people.
Unknowingly, the childish Toyama Kintaro had become a sharp blade in Chico Balentin's hand.
In the following games, Kintaro Toyama no longer considered his own physical strength problems, and even completely ignored the tears in his joints, ligaments, muscles, etc.
His eyes were bright and his expression was excited. He was like an unconscious tennis robot, constantly swinging the racket in his hand.
He used all his strength in every swing, completely ignoring the pain warnings his body sent.
Of course, if it were someone else, they would probably be exhausted and collapse on the court.
But for Kintaro Toyama, a powerful being who is comparable to or even surpasses Ryoma in the original work, these do not seem to be a problem at all.
Even under this almost crazy rhythm, Kintaro Toyama's aura began to gradually rise, and the aura emanating from him became stronger and stronger, as if endless power was surging in his body.