Amadeus immediately pursued the ball quickly based on his sharp reflexes as a professional player, raised his racket, and turned around to withdraw the ball.
However, his heart was already shaken.
What a joke, what kind of pace is this, it can actually appear at the landing point out of thin air.
This is definitely not an illusion of teleportation using fast steps, but a real movement in space.
Is this actually related to the pace of space? !
Who is this guy, who actually touched the realm of space?
This is not the level a street tennis player should have.
"Oops, why did this guy teleport? Did his body twist and then appear at the landing point of the tennis ball?"
"How can this kid be so strong?" The group of people who were originally watching the professional players beat the gods were speechless.
"Space pace?! This is the first time I have seen such a pace. Is this kid a member of some national team? If he is Asian, could it be Neon? Impossible. Although Neon's tennis level has been increasing in recent years , but in reality it is still relatively weak." Qin's brows were furrowed, and a sense of uneasiness suddenly arose in her heart.
Now the pattern of the World Championship is becoming more and more blurred. Although the Swiss team ranks second in the world, in fact, the entire World Championship is undercurrent, and unknown talents appear in various countries.
From a pessimistic perspective, it would be great for the Swiss team to remain in second place this year.
If God's Blue can be brought into the Swiss team, it may be a strange card.
"Is this the only thing professional players can do?" Jindailan mocked disdainfully, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Croon, gray cat!"
"Here he comes, this guy's weird skills!!" The scene exclaimed.
In the past few days, Shendailan has also shown some of its initial solutions.
His specific chanting and subsequent bizarre ball skills are both impressive.
"Tsk." Kamidai Lan moved one foot backward, stretched his right arm, and his muscles bulged slightly. There seemed to be a looming mist in the scene, lingering in everyone's eyes.
"Bang." As Jindailan swung his arms, the tennis ball drew a beautiful arc and was suddenly swallowed up by the mist in mid-air.
The thick fog dispersed, covering everyone's sight. They could only vaguely see two figures in the stadium.
"Here you go, Gray Cat, the tennis ball turns into mist and hurts people at the same time." The scene exclaimed.
The gray cat is a skill that Jindailan has used in the past few days.
"Tennis turned into mist? Humph, you are trying to be mysterious, the tennis ball will never disappear." A strange look flashed in Amadeus's eyes, and then he snorted coldly.
He immediately retreated and took a defensive stance.
The perfect switch between offense and defense is Amadeus' tennis style.
Facing the unknown, he was able to adjust his mentality and deal with it calmly.
Once he finds a flaw, he will launch a violent offensive, leaving the opponent breathless.
"Eye can be deceiving, but intuition is not." He closed his eyes first, and when the fog swallowed him up, he suddenly opened his eyes and threw away the fog with his arms.
"boom."
There was a crisp sound in the originally empty fog, and then a yellow light burst out.
Gray Cat has been cracked? !
The crowd cheered.
"It's still fun to play against professional players." Jindailan raised his eyebrows slightly, used Shunbu to reach the landing point of the tennis ball, raised the racket, and chanted the beginning explanation.
"Look up, Zhashu."
The sound of hitting the ball resounded throughout the entire court, exploding from the racket, and the tennis ball immediately flew away with a terrifying wave of air.
The gravel on the ground was rolled up wherever it passed, and the momentum was so huge that it was eye-catching.
"This is it!" Amadeus' pupils shrank and he immediately ran towards the spot where the tennis ball landed.
His legs took long strides, as strong as a cheetah, catching up with the tennis ball in the blink of an eye, and his right arm twitched violently.
It can be seen from the momentum of the tennis ball that the power of this return ball is very strong, so you must use your strength to compete with it.
However, the moment the tennis ball landed on the racket, the expected feedback made Amadeus change his face slightly.
"Bang." The tennis ball flew back as fast as a sharp arrow, skipping a huge arc and hitting the barbed wire fence.
"15-0."
As the score was announced, Amadeus' eyes became dazed for a moment.
"Why is the tennis ball so light?" He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
He is already a mature professional player and can find a solution to any dilemma in a short time.
But this weird return ball felt a little confusing.
"It looks violent, but it's actually a light ball? Why is it so weird? The speed of the tennis ball is very fast, and the air waves it brings up stir up sand and dust. Logically speaking, it should be a very heavy ball, but why does it hit the racket? Just fly out? It's like changing the weight of a tennis ball out of thin air."
Amadeus frowned, and his brain was thinking through all the questions that came to mind.
"What a weird skill."
"Amadeus actually suffered a loss." There were many tennis players in the street tennis court, and they also saw the trick.
On the other hand, the laymen started shouting: "Isn't this the fake Amadeus?"
"Huh." Amadis took a deep breath and sank slightly.
No matter what, it is an indisputable fact that the opponent scored a point on themselves.
You must take it seriously.
"Bah bang." Amadeus slapped the tennis ball with a stern look in his eyes.
Throwing the ball, smashing the ball, the movements are smooth and smooth, all done in one go.
"The speed is very good." Jindai's blue eyes lit up, he opened his right arm, and said with a faint arc at the corner of his mouth: "But, after all, it is the glory of a grain of rice."
"Zhaosuke."
"Tsk." This time, the tennis ball was like a dexterous elf, drawing a beautiful arc and flying slowly towards Amadis.
"Lob? No, I have to be cautious." Denying the first judgment that popped into his mind, Amadeus stared at the tennis ball, trying to find any flaws, but he didn't see anything unusual.
His intuition told him that this ball was not simple.
"boom."
"This power!"
"Damn!!"
Amadeus immediately held the racquet with both hands, his arms trembling slightly. The impact of the tennis ball made his powerful muscles tighten, and he roared before hitting the tennis ball back.
"Understand it, Sode Shirayuki."
"Second dance, Bailian."
Snow light burst into the sky, and as the ice and snow filled the air, the tennis ball suddenly condensed in Amadeus's half, exuding a hint of deep cold under the summer heat.
"30-0." The referee's voice trembled.
"This skill, this ball!" Qin, the head coach of U17, was lying on the barbed wire fence in a state of disbelief, her pupils shaking.
"What kind of autumn is this?!" Amadis couldn't hide the shock in his heart and looked at God's Blue.
"Who is this man?"
(End of chapter)
