Chapter 227: Continuous Explanation, Who Is This Man?

Amadeus immediately pursued the sharp reflexes of his pros, raised his racket, and reflexively pulled the ball back.

However, his heart was already shaking.

What kind of joke, what kind of pace is this, it can appear at the landing point out of thin air.

This is definitely not an illusion of teleportation using a fast pace, but a real spatial movement.

This is actually related to the pace of space?!

Who is this guy who has actually touched the realm of space?

That's not what a street tennis player should have.

"Oh no, why did this guy teleport, did his body twist, and then appeared at the landing point of the tennis ball?"

"How can this kid be so strong?" The group of people who originally held to watch the professional players beat Shen Dailan couldn't help but be a little speechless.

"Space pace?! It's the first time I've seen such a pace, is this kid a member of some national team? Asians, is it neon? It's impossible, although the level of neon tennis has been increasing in recent years, it is still relatively weak. Jean's brows furrowed, and a sense of unease arose in her heart.

Now the pattern of the world is becoming more and more blurred, although the Swiss team is ranked second in the world, but in fact, the whole world is surging, and there are unknown talents in various countries.

From a pessimistic point of view, it is already good for Switzerland to remain second this year.

If you can pull Shendai Blue into the Swiss team, it may be a strange card.

"Is that all there is to the pros?" Kamidai Lan sneered disdainfully, and a hint of fierceness suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Whisper, gray cat!"

"There has been, this guy's strange ball skills!!" The scene exclaimed.

In the past few days, Shen Dailan has also shown some of the initial explanations.

The specific chant and the eerie skills that follow are impressive.

"Snort." One foot of Kamidai Lan slashed backwards, his right arm stretched, his muscles bulged slightly, and the scene seemed to produce a faint mist, lingering in everyone's eyes.

"Bang." As Kamidai Blue's arm swung out, the tennis ball crossed a beautiful arc and was suddenly swallowed by the mist in mid-air.

The thick fog lifted, obscuring everyone's vision, and they could only see two figures in the stadium very faintly.

"Here, gray cat, the tennis ball turns into a fog and hurts at the same time." The scene exclaimed.

The gray cat is a ball skill that Kamiyo Blue has used in the past few days.

"Tennis turned into mist? Hmph, so it's a mystery, tennis will never go away. Amadeus's eyes flashed with a hint of discoloration, and then he snorted coldly.

He immediately retreated and assumed a defensive posture.

The perfect switch between attack and defense is Amadeus's tennis style.

In the face of the unknown, he is able to adjust his mentality and deal with it calmly.

Once he finds a flaw, he will launch a stormy attack, making the opponent breathless.

"Eyes can deceive, but intuition doesn't." He closed his eyes first, and when the fog was engulfed, he opened them suddenly, and his arm flicked through the mist.

"Bang."

There was a crisp sound in the fog, which was originally empty, and then a yellow light burst out.

Gray cat cracked?!

The audience cheered.

"It's still fun to play with the pros." Shen Dailan raised his eyebrows slightly, and took advantage of the instant step to the tennis landing point, and while raising the racket, he sang the first commentary.

"Look up, Zha Suke."

The sound of hitting the ball burst from the racket, and the tennis ball immediately went away with a wave of terror.

Everywhere you go, the rubble on the ground is rolled up, and the momentum is eye-catching.

"It's!" Amadeus's pupils shrank, and he immediately ran towards the landing point of the tennis ball.

His legs strode out, as athletic as a cheetah, and in the blink of an eye he chased the ball of the net, his right arm twitching 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 fight against it.

However, the moment the tennis ball fell into the racket, the expected feedback made Amadeus change color slightly.

"Bang." I saw the tennis ball fly back like a sharp arrow, skipping the huge arc angle and smashing into the barbed wire.

“15-0。”

As the score was announced, Amadeus's eyes were in a trance for a moment.

"Why is tennis so light?" He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled in his heart.

He is already a mature professional and can find a solution to any dilemma in a short period of time.

But this weird return ball has a bit of a puzzling feeling.

"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 brought up are all rolled up with dust, it stands to reason that it should be a very heavy ball, but why did it fly out directly after smashing it on the racket? It's like changing the weight of a tennis ball out of thin air. ”

Amadeus frowned, his mind racing through all the questions that came to mind.

"What a strange ball skill."

"Amadeus has suffered." There are a few good tennis players in the street tennis courts, and they can also see the way.

It was the laymen who shouted, "This can't be the fake Amadeus!" ”

"Whew." Amadeus took a deep breath and sank slightly.

In any case, it is an indisputable fact that the other party scored a point on himself.

You have to take it seriously.

"Smack." Amadeus slapped his tennis ball with a twinkle in his eyes.

Throwing the ball, smashing, and the action is smooth, all in one go.

"The speed is good." Shendai's blue eyes lit up, his right arm was pulled apart, and the corners of his mouth had a faint arc: "However, after all, it is the brilliance of rice grains." ”

"Help."

"Snort." This time, the tennis ball was like a dexterous elf, drawing a beautiful arc and slowly flying towards Amadeus.

"High lob ball? No, I have to be cautious. Negatively rejecting the judgment that popped into his mind for the first time, Amadeus stared at the tennis ball, trying to find a flaw, but did not see anything unusual.

His intuition told him that the ball was not easy.

"Bang."

"This power!"

"Damn!!"

Amadeus held the racket in both hands for the first time, his arms trembled slightly, and the impact of the tennis ball made his powerful muscles tense, and it was only in the roar that the tennis ball was knocked back.

"Comprehend, Snow on your sleeves."

"Second dance, White Lotus."

The snow burst into the sky, the ice and snow filled the air, and the tennis ball suddenly condensed in Amadeus's half, exuding a trace of deep cold under the summer heat.

“30-0。” The referee's voice trembled.

"This ball, this ball!" U17 head coach Jean was lying on the barbed wire fence in a gaffe, her pupils shaking.

"What kind of autumn is this?!" Amadeus couldn't hide the shock in his heart and looked at Shendailan.

"Who is this man?"

(End of chapter)