flstandardbreds Chapter 726: Amazing Talent, Gate of Heaven
Chapter 726: Amazing Talent, Gate of Heaven
Kitagawa didn't waste time complaining any more.
The ball was served immediately.
He bent down and gently placed the tennis ball in his palm, rubbing it a few times with his fingertips, as if he was having some kind of silent communication with the ball.
With a deep breath, he suddenly threw the ball high up.
The tennis ball drew a graceful arc and slowly rose in the air, as if time had slowed down for this moment.
Under the sunlight, the surface of the sphere glows faintly, like a star about to ignite.
As the tennis ball reached its highest point, Beichuan's eyes suddenly lit up.
Those were a pair of clear yet bottomless eyes, as if they could see through all illusions and reach the deepest part of people's hearts.
He suddenly jumped up with a clean and neat movement without any delay.
The whole person soared into the air like an arrow, rushing towards the tennis ball in the air with the force of breaking through the wind.
Beichuan suddenly threw the racket, shook his wrist, and the racket flew into the air while spinning.
His figure paused slightly in mid-air, then burst out again, pouncing forward like a cheetah.
The racket rotates vertically 360 degrees with an astonishingly precise trajectory.
The tennis ball above is rising steadily in this state, as if it is being lifted up by an invisible force and flying upwards.
An invisible rotating force spread out from between the racket and the tennis ball like a black hole. The surrounding air seemed to be attracted by this force, forming a vortex visible to the naked eye.
Wind, waves, flames, water mist, and lightning all appeared and disappeared in the air, as if the entire space was distorted at this moment.
Beichuan, who seemed harmless and approachable at first glance, was now surrounded by a strong aura, like a god of war who had descended to earth.
"Be careful!"
He spoke softly, his voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.
A bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was the youthful vigor and confidence, but at this moment, it made people feel a little inexplicably palpitated.
His eyes were bright and clear, reflecting the light of the sky and the shadows of the clouds, yet seemed to contain thousands of troops, ready to rush out at any time.
When I looked again, all the visions seemed to merge into a more mysterious and majestic existence.
At that moment, the world seemed to be still, even the wind stopped blowing.
Ralph Reinhardt stood opposite, his eyes solemn, his racket gripped tightly in his hand until his knuckles turned white.
His figure looked particularly tall and straight in the sunlight, but facing Beichuan's almost overwhelming momentum, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
tread!
In an instant, Kitagawa appeared in front of the net.
His steps were light and firm, as if he was walking on clouds, and every step carried unstoppable momentum.
Looking directly at Ralph Reinhardt across from him, he suddenly jumped up, his body drawing a graceful arc in the air.
The racket in my hand seemed to gradually become boundless, as vast as the sky.
At this moment, the black hole disappeared and the tennis ball appeared.
The wind and clouds gathered, lightning and thunder flashed, and it seemed that only this small white tennis ball was left between heaven and earth.
It was quietly suspended in the air, surrounded by countless tiny electric currents and whirlwinds, as if it would erupt with devastating power in the next second.
boom!
"Curse!"
A voice without any emotion rang out like a bell, low and distant, as if coming from the distant sky.
The tennis ball shot towards the opposite net in an instant, at a speed so fast that it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye.
Faintly, an indescribable invisible finger fell from the sky. It was an existence beyond human cognition, like the hand of fate, or the judgment of heaven.
The punishment from heaven is so terrifying that it is hard to calm down!
call--
Ralph Reinhardt's eyes reflected the indescribable terrifying 'finger', but he did not retreat at all.
Take a step back, lower your center of gravity, hold the middle of the racket handle with both hands, and stand as steady as a rock.
A look of determination appeared on his face, and the sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks, sparkling in the sunlight.
"Heaven's Gate!"
In an instant, the sacred aura that was relatively gentle a moment ago suddenly became violent.
Golden light burst out from the racket, as if countless sacred chains shining with golden light were gradually loosening, and vaguely seemed to be condensing into a huge door.
The door was carved with ancient runes, exuding a solemn and sacred atmosphere.
However, even with such a defensive skill, the heavenly punishment eventually descended, the tennis ball collided, the iron chain shattered, the door opened, and the sacred light turned into starlight and flew away.
Rumble!
The next moment, the tennis ball bounced out of bounds, and a huge dust storm rose at the same time.
At this moment, it seemed as if the entire Citi Field was vibrating along with it. Slight tremors came from the ground, and people in the audience stood up one after another, staring at it all in amazement.
15-0!
"Captain Reinhardt's shot was inspired by the Clear Sky Expedition."
“This kind of talent is truly astonishing.”
Kitagawa was also quite amazed by the talents displayed by Ralph Reinhardt.
After all, he had only used those skills once before. The opponent could learn a lot from those skills and modify them to show in his own skills.
It’s just a pity that Ralph Reinhardt underestimated the speed of the loss of temporary masters.
It is a forced state in itself, and his body will probably reach its limit if it can hold on for a while longer.
Beichuan was very aware of the situation, so he was ready for it to end quickly.
Speaking directly, Beichuan looked at Ralph Reinhardt opposite him, his eyes flickering constantly.
The state that was originally filled with a strong sacred aura gradually began to show signs of chaos.
At this time, a layer of milky white dreamy light could be vaguely seen on Beichuan's body. At first glance, it looked like translucent silk covering his body.
And it's not over yet.
This brilliance is gradually transforming into a brilliant light, which makes people feel pure happiness just by looking at it.
And this is the perfect limit of one of the three gates deep in the realm of no self.
Just as the tennis ball was about to hit the ground, the color of the bright light on Kitagawa's body changed again.
If there was happiness before, then this time it was a light that made people feel lonely.
"Ming Xiang!"
As the voice fell, the light became completely different from the previous two lights.
But this is not the end.
In just a moment, the three lights merged together as if they were perfect blend.
Of course, this is not the end, on the contrary, it is just the beginning.
In an instant, a huge portal appeared in the sky.
Creak...time seemed to slow down abnormally at this moment.
The sound of the huge door opening was like a low hum from ancient times, deep and touching the soul.
Tap... The sound of footsteps continued to echo on the court, and then reached Ralph Reinhardt's ears, making him feel deafened.
In the next moment, a figure with a face covered in light walked out.
Just the moment he stepped out, the situation changed dramatically!
Through the not particularly soft light, one can vaguely see dots of bright red, like the blood of countless gods.
Yes, just as Beichuan said, before it was the gods who avoided it, but now the gods are dead and only the underworld is there.