The Strongest Player in Sports

Chapter 453 : Zongshenvs Medanore (4/7)

Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was a terrible explosion in the air.

The two of them were several meters apart, and their auras collided frantically.

The halo under the street lamp seemed to be distorted by this momentum.

“You actually resisted it?!”

Medanore whispered.

After months of hard training, his strength has long surpassed the Spanish leader Elvis.

The only opponent in this World Cup was Edmund.

Unexpectedly, Zongshen would have such strength.

Judging from his aura, he is not weaker.

With the momentum put away, Medanore took a deep look at Zongshen.

“Come and compare!”

“If one goal is the winner, it is treated as a bedtime exercise!”

“how?”

Medanore asked calmly.

“Can’t ask for it!”

Zongshen grinned, his eyes gleaming with aggression.

He was extremely curious about the player in front of him who was stronger than Polk.

It must be fun to beat the opponent.

Medanore frowned.

Somewhat repelling Zongshen’s gaze.

Under this kind of gaze, he felt like he was a prey.

And Zongshen is the hunter.

“I choose positive!

Zongshen ignored the other person’s thoughts and spoke.

“The opposite!”

what!

racquet483 turned and fell to the ground in a clear sound, with the letters facing down.

The opposite.

Medanore serve.

Seeing this, the other party didn’t speak, and turned to the serve area.

A little bit of cold light flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, the aura that disappeared from his body rose again, as if he wanted to rely on his aura to interfere with Zongshen.

But Zongshen stood motionless.

The smile on his face remained.

“Humph!”

Medanore’s gaze narrowed and knocked Racquet to the ground.

what!

After a few seconds, he raised his wrist and tossed the tennis ball.

Then he leaped slightly to the side and hit the tennis ball with his racket arm.

Buzz!

The crimson light flashed, like a flame burning.

The horn of charge!

Feeling the strength of Zongshen, Medanore is his own fame stunt.

Boom!

The tennis ball rushed out like a blazing meteorite.

After drawing an exaggerated arc, it releases terrible power.

Blazing heat, impact, strength.

Everything is condensed on one ball.

The ultimate power is hidden.

The air was torn apart, splitting a vacuum zone.

“Sweet ball?

Feeling the hot breath, Zongshen’s eyes are more serious.

Know that this ball is the same as a light shot.

Belongs to a kind of sweet spot.

what!

Thoughts flashed, Zongshen stepped out.

The exaggerated afterimage is extremely dazzling under the light.

In the blink of an eye, I came to where the tennis ball fell.

The roaring sound of landing sounded, the hot breath filled, and the tennis ball bounced frantically.

Zongshen did not hesitate, and racquet swept across.

Boom!

The deafening sound exploded, and the ultimate power raged.

His eyes narrowed.

From this ball, I feel the power beyond light hitting.

But he immediately picked up racquet, pulled his arm, and used the best hit point to cut.

Since the charge horn is a kind of sweet spot.

That can definitely be dealt with with the sweet spot.

Stabbed!

A harsh cutting sound appeared, and racquet slashed across the ball violently.

The ball that originally released the hot breath stopped.

The flames disappeared and returned to peace.

Zongshen gripped the racquet tightly and struck it hard.

boom!

The ear-splitting sound was surging, and the tennis ball flew like an arrow from the string.

Thunder slam!

A beam of thunder pierced the audience, with an astonishing speed.

“So fast!”

Medanore’s eyes narrowed.

With his powerful dynamic vision, he can only capture the afterimages.

Close your eyes.

Medanore relies on five senses to perceive tennis movements.

Then the body retreats to the left side of the baseline.

The fiery flame burned again, and the racquet waved towards the empty place.

boom!

It’s a charge horn again.

There was a dull hit, and the tennis ball hit the racquet.

“This kind of ball is useless!”

(cffb) Zongshen gave a long laugh, not afraid of the sweet spot technique.

Racquet swung back and hit back easily.

The two clashed on the court, and the match became more intense.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the entire arena, only the back and forth hits were left.

The tennis ball made the ground roar, and the terrifying force swept through and lifted the ground full of dust.

“how?”

“Do you have only this strength as a professional player?”

Zongshen smiled unceremoniously.

Flip the wrist.

Buzz!

The golden light pierced the night sky, and an aura of destruction permeated.

“Um?”

Medanore’s brows twitched.

A slight threat was felt from this ball.

It seems that this ball is more terrifying than the previous ones and has the power to destroy everything.

“go!”

Zongshen whispered.

The racquet waved in his hand and hit the tennis ball.

The dazzling golden brilliance bloomed and spread to the audience in an instant.

The fierce breath circulates, and the momentum is amazing.

Boom!

The tennis shots soaring.

It became as big as a hill in the blink of an eye.

“Unexpectedly, I have integrated my own momentum into tennis!”

Seeing the huge tennis ball in front of him, Medanore no longer looked casual, but full of alert.

But he did not back down.

Instead, he lifted the racquet and rushed towards the tennis ball.

Step! Step! Step!

Force your feet and take the initiative to attack.

The muscles of the arms are swollen and as hard as steel.

Then strenuously swing.

Boom!

The thunderbolt burst.

Like a huge tennis ball on a small hill, it shrank instantly and returned to its original state.

“Try this trick!”

Medanore yelled and racquet beat him hard.

boom!

The tennis ball revolves extremely, and the surrounding air churns and condenses into a huge cyclone.

only!

The loud cow sounds suddenly appeared.

It was as if a Spanish bullfight was running wildly on the field.

World-class stunts!

Spanish bullfighting!

boom!

The tennis ball fell, and the whole stadium seemed to be dropped with a rumbling sound.

The solid ground exploded, and countless debris flew across.

The ground was full of dust and filled the court.

Zongshen’s eyes were serious.

Feel the extreme threat from this ball.

Dare not care.

The racquet in his hand blooms with golden brilliance, like a round of Suns lighting up the night sky.

With a whisper, racquet waved.

“Withering”

boom!

Racquet received the Let ball, and the sound wave turned into ripples and spread wildly around.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Under the extreme sound wave, the cracking sound exploded, the surrounding glass and fragile objects suddenly exploded, and the sharp debris drifted like wind and snow.

The lights on the court dimmed instantly.

The light on Zongshen racquet becomes the eternal only.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

A withered ball runs through the court. .