binnovel Chapter 879 The Reason for Being Obsessed with Money
Chapter 879 The Reason for Being Obsessed with Money
The fiery red light shot straight into the sky like a rocket.
Reached the highest point in an instant.
In an instant, the temperature of the entire stadium seemed to be ignited.
Again it rose sharply.
"Is it still the same trick?"
Seeing this, Esmond Colvin took a deep breath.
Although I felt a little helpless.
But we have to admit that the power of the fire light ball is indeed terrifying.
Lin Nan had used several similar techniques before.
He fought back with all his might.
However, this time, his heart was not tortured as before.
His wind power should have been able to easily defuse this ball.
But this time things seem to be different.
Just as he was about to activate the power of wind.
Suddenly, the light ball seemed to be endowed with some mysterious power.
Became extremely powerful in an instant.
Only a loud noise was heard.
An extremely exaggerated shock wave suddenly erupted in mid-air.
The shock wave was like a surging ocean wave.
It swept in all directions at an astonishing speed.
And the flame was already burning fiercely.
At this moment it becomes even more solid.
It seemed to swallow up the entire space.
What is even more shocking is.
Except for the huge flame formed by the tennis ball.
There were also countless debris transformed from the heat waves that fell all around like raindrops.
Every crumb contains amazing energy.
They collide with the force of the wind.
There were bursts of roaring noises.
Esmond Colvin's eyes widened.
He looked up at the sky in disbelief.
He couldn't believe what he saw.
That meteorite-like light ball was so powerful.
Far beyond his imagination.
As the meteorite gets closer.
His hair was made even more messy by the strong heat wave.
It is impossible to form an effective barrier at all.
And those debris formed by heat waves.
They are like a group of ferocious wild beasts.
Mercilessly smashed the barrier of wind power.
Straight towards him.
"How can it be……"
Esmond Colvin muttered to himself.
There was shock and despair in his voice.
However, faced with this horrific scene.
Lin Nan seemed unusually calm.
He just said lightly:
"Your Shura Shinto is not strong enough."
In fact, Esmond Colvin was able to hold out for so long.
This is largely because Lin Nan doesn't want to score easily.
He increased the intensity of his counterattacks again and again.
The purpose is to force Esmond Colvin to continuously improve his extra-dimensional power.
Put some pressure on him.
See how much of a challenge he can handle.
Unfortunately, reality is often contrary to expectations.
Esmond Colvin is not a pervert like Ryoma Echizen and QP.
Ability to evolve unlimitedly during play.
After all, everyone has their limits.
After persisting for a while.
Lin Nan finally realized this.
He no longer had any expectations of Esmond Colvin.
Decided to use all his strength and hit a flaming light shot that surpasses the power of another dimension!
In an instant, a dazzling flash of fire streaked across the sky.
It hit the ground like a flaming meteor.
Accompanied by a deafening roar.
The fireball hit the ground hard.
It created a huge shock wave.
The power of wind that had not yet taken shape.
It seems so fragile in the face of such a powerful force.
It is impossible to form an effective barrier at all.
The fireball hits the ground at the moment.
The entire stadium began to shake violently.
It seemed like it was about to be torn apart.
Many audience members were nearly thrown off their seats by the sudden vibration.
Screams came and went.
Even the referee sitting in the referee chair was frightened by the powerful impact.
He held on to the stool tightly, fearing that he would be thrown out.
The dust and fog swept up like a raging torrent.
A towering mushroom cloud quickly formed and soared into the sky.
Wait until the dust and fog gradually dissipate.
The audience was able to see the situation on the field clearly.
I saw that the originally flat tennis court had now become unrecognizable.
A deep hole was smashed into the ground.
The surrounding ground was also covered with cracks.
It was as if there had been an earthquake.
The tennis ball lost its elasticity after it hit the ground.
It broke directly into five pieces of cloth and scattered at the bottom of the pit.
The extra-dimensional force behind Esmond Colvin was also severely damaged by this attack.
It became shaky, as if it could disintegrate at any time.
The other-dimensional space that was originally clearly visible.
At this moment, it becomes vague, as if covered by a layer of gauze.
"Lin Nan scores, the score is 15:0!" The referee's whistle pierced the stagnant air, and the sharp metallic sound echoed under the dome.
The audience seats, which had been as noisy as a boiling oil pan, suddenly froze.
The breath of tens of thousands of spectators was strangled at the same moment.
Only the flickering blue light of the electronic scoreboard flickered in the silence.
Front row of the stands.
Several reporters holding cameras stood still with their shutter buttons half-pressed.
What is captured in the camera is not the graceful figure of the athlete.
But it was the fragments of a tennis ball exploding in mid-air.
The snow-white rubber shell seemed to be torn apart by invisible claws.
Goose-feather-like fragments floated in the golden sunlight.
Falling slowly.
Someone rubbed his eyes.
I wonder if there is double vision on my retina.
Until exclamations came one after another from the front row of the audience.
"The ball broke?!"
"This is impossible!"
The teenager in the fluorescent tracksuit stood up suddenly.
He knocked over the drink cup beside him.
The brown liquid formed strange patterns on the plastic floor.
He pointed at Lin Nan in the center of the arena.
There was a cry in his voice.
"The pressure that a ball used for international competitions can withstand is... How is it possible..."
The words have not yet fallen.
The white-haired old referee sitting next to him took out his reading glasses tremblingly.
The cloudy eyeballs behind the lenses almost popped out of their sockets.
“It’s not pressure.
It's... it's an energy shock!"
The other side of the field.
Esmond Colvin's black sportswear was soaked with sweat.
The dark blue totem blends into a blurred block of color in the water stains.
His right hand still maintained the swinging posture.
The surface of the carbon fiber racket is covered with spider-web-like cracks.
The recoil left bloody marks on the palms.
This talented player is known as the "Son of the God of Wind".
At this moment, I feel like a puppet with its spine removed.
My knees trembled slightly uncontrollably.
"impossible..."
He muttered to himself.
Looking at the figure of Lin Nan's clothes moving without wind in the distance.
Pupils contract violently.
Just in that return shot.
He clearly infused the Shura Shinto's wind power to the extreme.
The howling cyclone even created a small tornado above the net.
But when the tennis ball carrying all his strength touched Lin Nan's racket.
But it was annihilated instantly as if it had hit a black hole.
Even the surrounding air was twisted into a strange vortex.
The electronic speed meter screen on the sidelines suddenly flashed wildly.
The red alarm sounded piercingly.
"Speed... 280 kilometers per hour?!"
The commentator's hoarse roar echoed throughout the stadium.
“This is three times beyond the human limit!
This isn't a tennis match at all.
It's... a showdown between gods and mortals!"
Sweat dripped down Esmond's chin onto the court.
Make small splashes of water.
He looked at the glaring "15:0" on the scoreboard.
There seemed to be a crisp sound of bones dislocating in my ears.
That's a muscle strain caused by overexertion.
There were exclamations from the audience.
He suddenly remembered the rainy night three years ago.
The scene where he used wind blades to cut through steel bars in an underground boxing ring.
He thought at that time.
This is the pinnacle of power.
"No way to score..."
Esmond staggered back half a step.
His knee slammed hard on the metal net.
The cool touch woke him up.
Lin Nan in front of him was casually carrying the racket on his shoulder.
The broken pieces of tennis ball were reflected in the black eyes.
It was like staring at an insignificant toy.
The cheers from the stands came like a wave.
Mixed with countless shocking screams.
"The strongest man in the world, Lin Nan!"
This cry hit Esmond's heart like a hammer.
He finally understood.
I have exhausted all my strength to chase after it.
It was just an illusion when the other party raised his hand.
"Not lost yet!"
Esmond Colvin seemed to have lost his soul.
Walked back to the baseline in a daze.
Get ready to pick up the tennis ball.
However, the moment he bent down.
Suddenly a voice came from the opposite side.
It was like a basin of ice water was poured over my head.
His movements suddenly froze.
"You can't continue the game."
Lin Nan's voice was not loud.
But it exploded on the court like thunder.
He walked slowly to the center net.
His eyes were fixed calmly on Esmond Colvin.
It was as if looking at an opponent who was already doomed to fail.
“You’ve got fractures all over your body.
The reason you can still move now is simply because you are still in the Shura state."
Lin Nan's words were like a heavy hammer.
It hit Esmond Colvin hard in the heart.
It also made the entire South African team's faces turn pale in an instant.
what!
This sentence was like a bolt from the blue.
Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.
They looked at Esmond Colvin in disbelief.
Only then did I realize that the way he walked was extremely strange.
It was like a skeleton moving with difficulty.
Every step seemed so difficult.
“The game is suspended!
Esmond Colvin, please stop what you are doing right now!"
The referee saw this.
He immediately shouted to stop the game.
And quickly turned his attention to Esmond Colvin.
Under careful observation.
The referee was shocked to find out how bad Esmond Colvin's condition was.
His body seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
"Medical team coming in!"
The referee shouted without hesitation.
There was a trace of anxiety in his voice.
"No, I can still compete!"
Esmond Colvin's voice was unusually low.
With an almost desperate persistence.
His eyes were empty and lifeless.
It seemed as if all life had been lost.
But his body still stood stubbornly.
Refuse to fall.
him at this time.
My whole body was tortured by pain.
Every movement seemed like the final fight against death.
However, what kept him going was...
It's not physical strength.
But that last bit of faith——
He can't lose, absolutely can't lose!
"Relax."
Lin Nan's voice was like a thunder.
It exploded over the stadium.
His pupils shrank suddenly.
A strong feeling of oppression swept over me like a raging storm.
"I didn't expect you to be so obsessed with money."
There was a hint of disbelief in Lin Nan's words.
He never expected it.
The opponent in front of me is so obsessed with money.
Even to the point of being desperate.
Just at this moment.
Time seems to have frozen.
Esmond Colvin's alternate dimension instantly shattered.
The powerful Shinto power in his body seemed to be drained away.
Fades away quickly.
Everyone looked at this scene in shock.
It was as if the whole world had stopped at this moment.
Esmond Colvin was like a skeleton that had been disassembled.
He fell to the ground without any warning.
His hands and feet were twisted at extremely strange angles.
It looks extremely scary.
"Esmond!"
The South African coach's exclamation echoed throughout the stadium.
He could no longer suppress the fear in his heart.
Shouting desperately towards the stadium.
The voice was full of despair and helplessness.
He even wanted to climb over the wall.
Rushed to Esmond Colvin.
But he was held back tightly by other members of the South African team.
The stands are four or five meters above the field.
If I jump down, the consequences will be disastrous.
However, the South African coach had completely lost his mind at this time.
There was only one thought in his mind -
Rescue Esmond Colvin.
Just when everyone was panicking.
The medical team acted quickly.
Rushing into the field like an arrow.
They are well-trained and agile.
Quickly came to Esmond Colvin.
Prepare to lift him up and take him to the emergency room.
"Go away!"
However, just as the medical team was about to encounter Esmond Colvin.
A violent roar suddenly came.
The sound was like a demon from hell.
Chilling.
Everyone looked at Esmond Colvin in astonishment.
I saw a huge force bursting out from somewhere.
Stand up suddenly.
His steps were extremely strange.
The right foot is bent almost 180 degrees.
It seems like it is completely out of my control.
Some viewers with poor psychological quality.
I was trembling with fear at the scene before me.
They covered their eyes tightly.
I dare not look directly at it.
But Esmond Colvin suppressed his fear and anxiety.
Use all your strength to move towards the center net step by step.
Under the astonished gaze of the audience.
Esmond Colvin suddenly fell to his knees.
He knelt straight in front of Lin Nan.
This move was like a flash of lightning across the night sky.
Let everyone be stunned.
All I saw was Esmond Colvin's cheek.
Two lines of clear tears rushed down like a flood breaking through a dam.
His eyes were full of pleading and despair.
It was as if he was telling Lin Nan about the pain and helplessness deep in his heart.
Who would have thought.
This strong man is 1.9 meters tall.
How could he do such a shocking thing in public?
This completely overturned people's inherent impression of him.
“I just need to win one.
I just need... one ball.
My hometown needs this money badly.”
Esmond Colvin said in a trembling voice.
And what he spoke was actually Daxia language!
Obviously, he had already anticipated that he might not be able to win this game.
So practice this sentence in advance.
Lin Nan quietly looked at the opponent in front of him who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of pity in my heart.
He said slowly:
"So you're so persistent because of your hometown."
However, Lin Nan's tone was calm.
But his words hit Esmond Colvin's heart like a hammer.