0p0 Chapter 559 Unicorn Jack Ferdinand, Eternal Strike
Chapter 559 Unicorn Jack Ferdinand, Eternal Strike
Beichuan stood upright on the side of the court, his posture like a pine tree, his face calm, and his deep eyes like a bottomless pool, without any ripples.
He nodded slightly, his movements gentle but steady, and then the corners of his lips rose slightly, and a gentle smile quietly emerged, just like the warm spring sun, soft and with a bit of unfathomable charm.
At the same time, he raised his hand gracefully, making a simple gesture to invite the other party to serve the ball, showing his gentlemanly demeanor.
"Yes, come on Captain Ferdinand!"
Hearing this, Jack Ferdinand's chest heaved violently. He took a deep breath and said, "Hu..."
The breath seemed to draw all the surrounding air into the lungs, accumulating strength for the next explosion.
In a flash, his originally calm gaze suddenly became sharp, like two cold rays that could easily penetrate all obstacles.
In an instant, a violent breath burst out from his body, like a flood bursting through a dam, spreading violently in all directions.
This breath is ancient and wild, carrying with it the primitive power accumulated over the years, as if it is rushing all the way from the distant mythological era.
However, this aura did not float around for too long. It soon began to condense and compress. In the shocked eyes of everyone, in the blink of an eye, the shadow of a huge unicorn appeared out of thin air.
The unicorn was surrounded by wind, rain, thunder and lightning. The whistling wind, heavy rain and exploding thunder intertwined together to play a majestic melody.
It stood majestically on the court like an unshakable mountain, and the shock brought by its huge body made everyone gasp.
The appearance of this behemoth seemed to tear open a crack in time and space in an instant, dragging everyone back to that mysterious mythological period.
It is no exaggeration to say that the long, sharp horn on its forehead seems to contain endless energy. Just one glance at it makes people feel chilled, as if they can feel the terrifying power that can destroy everything.
The long horns sparkled with a cold metallic luster in the sunlight, like a sharp blade that could tear the sky apart.
"Eternal Strike!"
Jack Ferdinand shouted softly, his voice was not loud, but it carried unquestionable majesty.
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his arm high, and the tennis ball in his hand was like a white meteor, drawing a beautiful arc in the sunlight and rushing straight into the sky.
Then, he bent his legs, jumped with force, and swung the racket with all his strength in the air like an arrow.
His body stretched into a graceful curve in the air, every muscle tensed, like a spring ready to release amazing power at any time.
At the same time, the unicorn also rushed forward with his movement, and its horn flashing with cold light was like a spear, piercing straight at the target.
In a trance, Jack Ferdinand and the unicorn overlapped, their movements coordinated and their powers perfectly blended, like a fighting machine that had become one.
"boom!"
A loud bang shook the entire sports center. The sound was like a thunderbolt in the blue sky, exploding in the air.
In an instant, a brilliant blue light shone above the court. The light was so bright that it was almost impossible to look directly at it.
Immediately afterwards, a piercing sound like a surging tide, wave after wave, echoed in the London Sports Center, as if it was going to shatter the entire space. At this moment, the whole world seemed to be shaken by this force, as if it was shocked when the world was first created.
Witnessing this scene, the athletes from various countries' teams in the audience couldn't help but express their sincere admiration.
"As expected of the captain of the British U-17 national team~"
One contestant was filled with emotion and his admiration was beyond words.
"He's already reached top professional level in his third year of high school. If his teammates are stronger, he'll definitely be a tough opponent."
Another contestant shook his head slightly, his words full of regret.
However, in just a short moment, the admiration on the contestants' faces was instantly replaced by solemnity.
At this moment, Jack Ferdinand's attack on the court was truly terrifying. The tennis ball was like a cannonball, wrapped in a whistling wind, flying towards Beichuan at lightning speed, showing the top professional level of violence.
But everyone knows that the gap between the top professionals and those who have reached the master level is as huge as a chasm.
No matter how hard Jack Ferdinand tried, it was difficult to bridge this gap.
As expected, in this scene that seemed like the end of the world, a figure flashed like a ghost.
"good."
Beichuan's voice was clear, his tone as calm as the surface of a lake. "I like opponents like you who don't drag their feet."
He tilted his head slightly, a confident arc appearing on the corner of his mouth, "So, I decided to show off my ball skills."
ta ta ta ......
Beichuan walked forward steadily and slowly, each step being firm and powerful.
His figure was elongated in the sunlight, forming a sharp contrast with the tennis ball that was coming at him with great force and exploding.
The tennis ball carried with it a violent force. Wherever it passed, the air was violently compressed, making a sharp whistling sound. However, Beichuan looked calm, as if the terrifying attack before him was just a breeze and not worth mentioning.
In an instant——
The sky above the court suddenly changed. A violent cyclone quickly condensed like a black vortex, spinning at high speed, making a whirring sound, as if it was going to draw everything around it in.
The metal racket frame could not bear the weight of the powerful airflow and emitted a series of shrill vibrations, like the wails of a wounded beast.
The dust and sand in the sky were carried by the cyclone, intertwined with the sound of metal collision, sweeping across the entire venue like a surging wave.
In the blink of an eye, the wind curtain that blocked out the sun completely enveloped the entire stadium. Before the audience could even exclaim, a deafening explosion had already occurred.
The smoke and dust seemed to be cut by an invisible sharp blade, and instantly turned into thousands of silver threads, pouring and scattering in all directions.
When his vision became clear again, he saw that the tennis ball that had disappeared was now firmly locked by Kitagawa's racket.
The tennis ball spins at high speed on the net, creating sparks that are like fireflies flickering on a summer night, and are particularly eye-catching in the dim light.
"Captain Ferdinand."
Beichuan grinned, revealing his white fangs, and his smile revealed the unruly and confident nature unique to young people.
He gently placed his left hand on the end of the racket handle, and the moment his right foot stepped forward, the lingering air waves were like a stone thrown into a lake, creating a series of circular ripples.
A strange silver glow slowly climbed from his knuckles, gradually spreading to the racket and tennis ball, dyeing both a fiery incandescent white. The light grew brighter and brighter, as if it was igniting the entire court.
"Shura!"
Beichuan shouted suddenly, and the sharp sound of metal friction instantly cut through the air, extremely harsh.
The boy's waist twisted rapidly like a fully drawn bow, and his muscles were stretched tight like a chain. Every muscle was exerting force, pouring violent kinetic energy into the tennis ball without reservation.
At the moment the silver light exploded, the originally yellow-green tennis ball disappeared out of thin air in full view of everyone.
Looking at the sky above the court, countless silver rays crisscrossed like dancing silver snakes, cutting the entire space into a dangerous death web, and each ray of light exuded a deadly aura.
When everyone came to their senses, the tennis ball had already appeared on the opposite court. It was so fast that only a shadow could be seen, and it bounced out of bounds in a flash.
Just because there was a three-goal agreement before the game, Kitagawa did not use all his strength to directly lock the victory, but gave Jack Ferdinand a chance to breathe.
But this does not mean that he held back on this shot.