allonlinenovel Chapter 813 The Power of Love
Chapter 813 The Power of Love
Chapter 813: The Power of Love
Once upon a time, he thought that Camus' ability was just the ultimate evolution of brilliance.
But now, after experiencing this confrontation personally, he was shocked to realize that the facts were very different from what he had imagined. Leopold Camus's strength was far from what it seemed.
Bang!
Lin Nan fought back without hesitation. He raised his arm high, and then swung the racket as fast as a flash of black lightning.
This swing was so powerful that the air seemed to make a sharp whistling sound due to this powerful force.
However, a shocking scene occurred. The ball did not rotate as usual. It instantly shattered and disintegrated under Lin Nan's exaggerated force.
On the contrary, the ball seemed to be stuck to the racket by some mysterious force. It was stuck for a while before slowly breaking away from the racket and flying towards the opponent.
"what!"
QP on the side couldn't help but exclaimed, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.
As someone who knows Lin Nan's swing strength well, he knows clearly that he has faced many spin balls in the past.
With Lin Nan's powerful swinging force, the balls would often shatter into pieces in an instant like fragile glass.
But today, Camus's counterattack was able to resist Lin Nan's powerful force and keep the ball spinning.
Bang!
The tennis ball was finally hit back by Lin Nan, but the quality of the ball was obviously lower.
Looking closely, the ball is actually wrapped in that mysterious pink special energy.
It seemed as if announcing to everyone the uniqueness and power of Camus's strength.
"interesting."
Lin Nan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.
He pondered in his heart.
Camus can make the ball spin several times, a power that can communicate with all things, combined with a loving way of hitting the ball.
It constitutes a very revolutionary style of play.
At this moment, Lin Nan became more and more interested in Leopold Camus. He originally thought that the other party's strength was probably not much different from Tasta.
But after these rounds of confrontation, he has realized that Camus is much stronger than he imagined.
Bang!
In the confrontation, Camus once again displayed his graceful dance-like movements.
His body rotated and moved lightly, and every movement was like a carefully choreographed dance, full of artistic beauty.
I saw him swinging the racket and hitting the ball back again, and the ball was spinning at a very fast speed.
There was a visible air current in the air, like a small tornado.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The two sides exchanged blows, and every hit was accompanied by a loud noise. The entire arena was shrouded in the extremely high-intensity confrontation between the two.
The air was filled with tension and excitement. The crowd held their breath, staring at the two people on the field without blinking.
Afraid of missing any wonderful moment.
Time passed quietly in this fierce confrontation, and several minutes of hard fighting passed.
With his keen insight and rich competition experience, Lin Nan gradually figured out Leopold Camus's abilities.
Simply put, that pink energy is the key to amplifying the counterattack effect!
It is like the same person hitting the same ball, but under the influence of Leopold Camus' "power of love", the power of the ball itself will be magically amplified several times.
Moreover, this force is both offensive and defensive, allowing Camus' "Aichi Power" to evolve in all aspects.
Not only that, those seemingly strange movements actually have subtle effects, as they can maximize the power of Camus's counterattack.
Camus developed a unique way of batting that no one else could imitate.
At the same time, Lin Nan had to admit that Leopold Camus was very smart and he made clever use of the super spin ball.
Continuously suppressing Lin Nan's counterattack made it difficult for Lin Nan to fully display his strength in this duel.
"In that case, I'll play spin ball with you!"
A cold smile appeared on Lin Nan's face, with a hint of determination and confidence in it.
The voice just fell.
Bang!
There was a loud bang like a blockbuster bomb exploding on the court, and the tennis ball was hit with great compound rotation by Lin Nan's full force.
Like a cannonball that had broken free, it instantly pierced through the stadium.
Under the impact of this powerful force, the pink energy in the ball showed signs of disintegration for the first time, as if announcing that Lin Nan had begun to fight back with all his strength.
Seeing this, Camus was slightly stunned, obviously surprised by Lin Nan's sudden and powerful attack.
But he was an experienced top player after all. He quickly adjusted his state and quickly assumed another dance posture.
In an instant, a more intense pink energy emanated from his racket, like a burning flame, enveloping his entire body.
He swung his racket and hit the tennis ball accurately, trying to use his own strength to counter Lin Nan's compound rotation.
At this moment, the court seemed to freeze, and everyone was nervously watching the tennis balls competing against each other in the air.
The forces of both sides collided and offset each other, and a violent energy fluctuation erupted in the air.
Unfortunately, after a fierce competition, Lin Nan was still the better one.
The compound spin carried Camus' counterattack and finally flew in front of Lin Nan.
Lin Nan successfully displayed the supreme domain, but he did not feel the slightest joy.
Because he was clearly aware that Camus's return shot not only offset the rotation he pushed out, but also greatly weakened the rotation that flew back.
It is not so much that the power of the field brought the ball back, but rather that Camus cleverly controlled the ball and made it fly back.
What’s even more terrifying is that as the number of confrontations between Lin Nan and Camus continues to increase.
Lin Nan discovered that his racket was also unconsciously covered with some pink energy.
This energy was like a leech, affecting his hitting results and making it so that his return power could no longer reach its optimal state.
"Can it also weaken my counterattack?"
Lin Nan raised his chin slightly, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
That smile was like the first ray of sunshine penetrating the clouds at dawn, revealing the innate kingly aura without reservation.
It was as if he was announcing to the world that victory in this battle had already been won by him.
His eyes were as deep as the abyss, so deep that he seemed to be able to see through everything in the world. He stared quietly at Leopold Camus across the field.
The breeze blew gently, ruffling the strands of hair on his forehead, and he thought secretly in his heart.
It turns out that the main generals of each country should not be underestimated.
The original book only describes Camus in a few words, but whenever his competition is mentioned.
He always crushed his opponents with absolute advantage, and victory seemed to come easily to him.
Recalling the games he had watched before, those scenes flashed through Lin Nan's mind quickly, but he only had a vague understanding of them at the time.
And at this moment, when he really stood on this field filled with golden sunshine.
After a head-on confrontation with Camus, I was surprised to find that his mysterious power of "love" was far more complex and comprehensive than I had imagined.
That power is like the gentle breeze in spring, carrying with it a touch of tenderness, and like an invisible silk thread.
It entangles silently and is elusive.
It's like a mysterious mystery hidden in thick fog.
That being the case!
“Boom—”
There was a loud bang, like a thunder exploding out of nowhere, and the rolling waves of sound seemed to break through the sky with an overwhelming force.
The shock caused ripples in the air around the stadium, one circle after another, spreading outwards.
The arena was instantly shrouded in a suffocating atmosphere. The oppressive feeling was like an invisible net that tightly bound everyone.
Everyone held their breath unconsciously, and their hearts were beating violently as if they were about to burst through their chests.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the whole world seemed to be left with only the two people in the center of the court and the fast-flying tennis ball.
A hint of interest flashed in Lin Nan's eyes, and that resolute look was like a cold star twinkling in the cold night, and he waved his arms without hesitation.
The muscles tensed instantly, like a spring ready to explode, and every inch of the muscles contained endless power.
He launched an extremely fierce counterattack.
This blow, with overwhelming momentum and tremendous force, not only instantly dispelled the mysterious power of "love" surrounding the ball,
Even the vague power on the racket disappeared, as if it had never existed.
The force of the hit was amazing!
The tennis ball was like a cannonball fired from a gun.
With an indomitable momentum, he ran through the entire arena like a bamboo unstoppable force, leaving only an afterimage, which stunned the audience.
The audience in the front row could even feel the strong airflow blowing towards them, and their hair was blown.
It felt as if an invisible hand was gently brushing my face.
"What a powerful spirit!"
In the audience, Camus' voice was full of shock and admiration, and that voice seemed particularly abrupt in the noisy audience.
His eyes were wide open and he stared at the field, as if he was afraid of missing any exciting moment.
His eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Baby, be careful, this is going to be a tough battle!"
Camus' tone was filled with deep worry. He held his companion's hand tightly, his palms full of sweat.
The sweat slowly slid down between his fingers and dripped onto the seat.
He looked towards the arena with concern in his eyes, his brows slightly furrowed, his face full of anxiety.
Leopold Camus' originally relaxed expression instantly turned stern. He stared at Lin Nan like a vigilant beast.
His eyes were full of vigilance and caution, as if Lin Nan was the biggest threat in his life.
He slowly bent down and gently placed a kiss on the racket. The action was gentle and pious, as if giving the racket a mysterious power.
Every movement is full of ritual, as if performing an ancient and solemn sacrifice.
Then, he slightly arched his body like a cheetah ready to pounce.
With his muscles tense, he is ready to pounce on his prey at any time, and devotes his whole body and soul to this thrilling and fierce battle.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Every hit of the ball was like a heavy hammer, hitting people's hearts hard, and the audience's heartbeats also beat violently with the rhythm.
Under Lin Nan's powerful mental suppression, the power of "love" that Camus was proud of was significantly weakened.
This also further confirmed Lin Nan’s guess that the source of Camus’ power of “love” lies in spiritual influence, which is a subtle and indirect hint.
He is even capable of deep self-suggestion.
Thereby inspiring a more powerful and amazing counterattack ability.
Lin Nan observed Camus's movements, not a single subtle movement escaped his eyes, while thinking of a countermeasure in his mind.
He knew very well that this game was by no means easy and every decision would determine the outcome of the game.
As the game became more intense, beads of sweat continued to roll down Camus' forehead, dripping onto the field drop by drop, splashing small water droplets.
The more he fought, the more frightened he became. Every confrontation with Lin Nan made him feel the other party's unfathomable strength.
At this moment, he suddenly understood the deep feeling of powerlessness that Tasta felt when he faced Lin Nan on the court.
It felt like facing an invincible beast alone in the dark.
No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the fate of being swallowed, and the fear overwhelmed him like a tide.
“Shua——”
A flash of light flashed by like lightning. Facing the tennis ball flying straight at him, Camus was like an elegant dancer, instantly performing a unique and gorgeous dance.
His body spun and jumped lightly, and every movement was full of rhythm and power, as if perfectly in tune with the melody of the music.
With an amazing and special posture, he quickly rushed to the landing point to intercept.
At the moment the tennis ball bounced back, the power of "love" instantly enveloped the tennis ball like a surging tide.
The originally powerful tennis ball quickly lost its power under the influence of this force.
Then, Camus clenched his teeth, the muscles on his face were tense due to the effort, the blue veins bulged slightly, and he exerted force suddenly and hit the ball back hard.
The ball no longer had complex and varied rotations, but instead carried a terrifyingly powerful impact.
The air waves exploded layer by layer in the air, making a dull and heavy sound.
It was like the roar of an ancient beast.
It is hard to imagine that Camus's seemingly slender arms could produce such shocking power.
"Use self-psychological suggestion to improve muscle utilization, and at the same time use behavioral psychology and self-suggestion to weaken the opponent's counterattack."
Lin Nan was concentrating on dealing with Camus' attack, his eyes always fixed on Camus' every move, while quickly analyzing the power of "love" in his mind.
His eyes were focused and calm, as if he was deciphering a complex puzzle. The wisdom revealed in his eyes was fascinating.
The effect of the other side's double pupils is extremely terrifying. It can see through all behaviors in just a moment.
The racket in his hand moved slightly, and in an instant, a violent roar accompanied by a dazzling light illuminated the entire stadium.
Super light shot? Void reappears!
The light was like the dawn, not only illuminating the playing field, but also making the opponents feel a suffocatingly powerful pressure.
The spectators around the stadium were attracted by the light and exclaimed in amazement.