The Master of All Skills
39 The terrifying Wang Yue!

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1-1!

Both sides split it equally!

Wang Yue's appearance was originally treated as a farce. No matter how good he was, could he be better than a pro player?

Wang Yue was a little surprised by the price of using the skill. Like other basketball skills, it required physical strength, a lot of physical strength! However, what was consumed was the brain power, which could also be said to be energy!

It seemed to be better than other basketball skills, but Wang Yue did not think so. One should know that all human actions depended on the control of the brain. The brain was the core. Once the brain stopped working, could it only rely on muscle memory to operate? If that was really the case, Wang Yue would suspect that he had been possessed by a ghost.

"Looks like I can't use this talent anymore!”If it was his predecessor, then this skill might be very suitable for him. After all, he had good grades and was a top student. Coupled with his talent, he was simply like a tiger with wings.

But now, he was the opposite. His limbs were well-developed and his brain was... cough, cough.

If the energy consumed by his predecessor was 1, then the energy consumed by him now was probably 5. The gains did not make up for the losses.

There were many ways to win, and there was no need to risk becoming a vegetable by overusing it.

"Little sister, how is it? My strength is still passable, right?" Wang Yue laughed.

"I take back what I said before. Wang Yue, you are indeed an interesting opponent.”Jia Jing said.

Looking into Jia Jing's eyes, Wang Yue knew that she was serious. She never called him little brother, but called him by his name. It could be seen that he had won her attention and saw him as a worthy opponent.

"Then I'm coming! I'm going to win this serve game!”Wang Yue's blood was boiling. He had only felt this way when he was fighting Long Yan. However, this feeling was even stronger than before, and it made Wang Yue feel like he had to spit it out!

"Burn, my tennis ball! Big explosion!" Wang Yue jumped with all his might, giving off the aura of Mount Tai pressing down on him. With a loud roar, the tennis ball flew towards Jia Jing like the Big Bang!

"So heavy!" As soon as the ball landed on the racket, Jia Jing felt a very powerful impact. The racket in her hand seemed to be sent flying at any time.

"I said it before, everything is fake!”Activating the Ethereal Mirage, the ball shadows that filled the sky instantly disappeared, leaving only one.

"What about this?" Wang Yue grinned, and the racket cut from bottom to top, heading straight for Jia Jing's court.

"I told you…"

Jia Jing waved her racket as she spoke, but the next second, she was stunned.

Did he miss?

She didn't feel the feeling of hitting the ball, so Jia Jing couldn't help but take a closer look. After the tennis ball landed, it didn't bounce up, but stuck close to the ground.

"What was that? The ball that was hit back felt like it was sliding on the ground!”

Today's match was too exciting, stunning, and surprising. They had never thought that Wang Yue's strength would be so high, but now, not only did they witness his strength, but they also witnessed several amazing skills.

However, this ball was only played by a high school student. It was really terrifying.

"It's rare for me to be so happy today. I won't stand on ceremony!”

As the tennis ball crossed the net and landed on the ground, Jia Jing, who had wanted to fight back, could not help but be dumbfounded again.

"Not only did the ball just now not bounce, but this serve also doesn't bounce!”

After watching the tennis ball roll back to the bottom of the tennis ball, Jia Jing couldn't help but look up at the smiling Wang Yue.

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