readytorunbook #287 - A breath collision beyond professional level
#287 - A breath collision beyond professional level
“Look, everyone! The Child of God is warming up!”
“It's not just the Child of God, but also Volk warming up!”
“The match I'm most looking forward to is about to begin!”
“Child of God!!”
“Child of God!”
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“Child of God!”
“Volk!”
“Volk!”
“Volk!”
Instantly, the names of the Child of God and Volk echoed rhythmically throughout the stadium.
Applause and shouts were not enough to express their excitement at this moment.
This is the most anticipated match!
The Child of God, whose name resonates throughout the world!
Volk, a professional player from the kingly German team!
There's no need to say more about their strength; in a word, they are strong!
But strength only indicates that they have the ability.
A tennis match still needs to determine a winner.
Moreover, Volk is currently carrying immense pressure.
The German team has already lost two games in a row.
If Volk loses this match as well, then Germany will stop at the semi-finals this year.
This is something they absolutely cannot allow to happen.
On the court.
Yukimura and Volk faced each other at the net.
“Yukimura Seiichi.”
Volk said with a grim expression, “I won't hold back in this match.”
Immediately afterward, the aura on his body erupted instantly, like an enraged king wanting to destroy everything before him.
The air in the sky thinned in that instant, and the entire court was constantly shaking, as if it couldn't withstand the king's anger.
At this moment, everyone only felt unable to breathe, and they lowered their heads subconsciously, fearing that they might provoke the king before them if they accidentally met his gaze.
Seeing this.
Yukimura maintained a faint smile and said nothing.
He also released his aura, expanding the sky infinitely, and the cloudless weather instantly pulled back the thin air from before.
The shaking of the entire court also stopped at this moment, and now one could only feel a sense of awe.
At this time, everyone dared not raise their heads, because in the face of the aura of 【God】, they dared not look directly at it.
Even Volk began to slowly lower his head in an instant.
If it weren't for his willpower and strength both being of a different dimension.
He would have already knelt down, daring not to have any other thoughts.
The auras of the two constantly restrained each other.
Duke Watanabe squinted his eyes and said, “Every time he's about to lose, he can still hold on, which shows that his willpower is very strong.”
“This is also the advantage that allows him to become a professional player.”
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
Indeed, although Volk's aura was slightly less than Yukimura's at this time.
He was still persisting in colliding with Yukimura.
“But going on like this.”
Oni Jujiro said faintly, “Volk will still lose.”
“Yes.”
Byodoin Houou nodded.
It can be said that Yukimura, Oni Jujiro, Byodoin Houou, and Volk, the four of them have the closest other-dimensional strength.
Byodoin Houou and Oni Jujiro could immediately detect the difference in aura.
Even if it seems like only a little difference to others.
In their eyes, that year is as vast as the boundless universe.
It is a chasm that cannot be crossed.
When the other dimension reaches a certain level, the more you want to increase your strength, the more difficult it becomes.
This not only depends on long-term training, but also on talent and understanding of one's own tennis.
Many people may not be able to understand these things even if they reach this point.
On the court.
At this time, Volk was already sweating slightly.
And Yukimura continued to maintain a gentle smile.
Just then.
“Match start, one game end, Yukimura Seiichi to serve.”
The referee's voice rang out.
The two instantly withdrew their powerful auras and returned to the baseline.
Baseline.
Da da da, Yukimura held the tennis ball and gently patted it on the ground.
Swish, the tennis ball was thrown into the sky, and he leaped up, the muscles on his arm wriggling, like a whip lashing out the tennis ball!
Boom, the sound of a cannon firing echoed throughout the court.
Bang, the tennis ball flew out like a cannonball, with billowing smoke behind it.
The powerful force instantly stirred up the dust on the court.
And in an instant, all the dust was scattered by the powerful airflow of the tennis ball.
In an instant, the tennis ball had smashed towards the baseline, leaving a scorched mark.
Volk's expression was calm, and his body disappeared in place, appearing at the landing point the next moment.
His body twisted to the limit, and the racket collided with the tennis ball as his arm swung.
Volk knew that bearing the brunt of this ball would put a great burden on his body.
So he used the strength of his whole body to remove part of the force of the tennis ball.
And removed another part through the inertial force of raising his arm.
In this way, the power of this tennis ball became much smaller.
But.
Even so, Volk still frowned slightly.
He didn't expect that after two dissipations of force, the tennis ball would still feel so heavy.
Immediately, Volk regained his composure, the muscles on his arm wriggling, and in an instant, he slammed the tennis ball out!
Boom, the tennis ball generated a powerful explosive force at the moment it touched the racket, and an explosion occurred throughout the court.
Bang, the tennis ball flew across the court with heavy force, like a lead block, with billowing smoke behind it.
The powerful force caused the dust that had just been stirred up and fallen around to swirl in the air again.
The entire court seemed to be covered in a layer of sand mist.
In the blink of an eye, the tennis ball had slammed into the ground, producing a dull sound, leaving a black scorched mark.
Yukimura's eyes flashed.
He quickly appeared at the landing point, and the racket instantly collided with the tennis ball.
The powerful force turned the racket into a convex shape.
Squeak, squeak, squeak, the racket kept making painful noises. Just then, the veins on Yukimura's arm bulged, and he slammed the tennis ball at the moment it stagnated!
Instantly.
A powerful wave of air ripples was generated around Yukimura as the center.
The entire court also trembled at the moment of the swing!
Bang, an explosion occurred throughout the court.
The powerful force of the tennis ball was like an unstoppable truck, quickly flying over the net, with billowing smoke behind it.
The gravel on the side of the court rolled forward continuously due to the airflow of the tennis ball.
Instantly!
The tennis ball smashed into the ground, leaving a deep pit,
Then, it quickly streaked across Volk's face and crashed into the wall behind him.
The tennis ball crashed into the wall, blasting a large hole in the wall, revealing the steel bars and cement inside!
“15:0!”
At this time, the referee's voice rang out.