I am your natural enemy

The Tengu King could feel that his domain had been greatly strengthened, and he could also feel that his domain was mixed with another domain.

The power that originally distorted the way of fighting was not braked, but stepped on the accelerator, like a wild dog that had broken free, and suddenly soared to a point that he could not recognize.

Hearing Wen Yan's words at this moment, the Tengu King could feel that he should pick up the racket in front of him, which was his weapon.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have seen this kind of table, which was the way ordinary people fought.

Unfortunately, after he came here, he was only busy with business, absorbing nutrients from the book, and was hit by the big cake in the book. How could he have time to pay attention to some ordinary people's sports.

At this moment, he only had a rough impression, and didn't understand anything else.

When he picked up the racket, he saw Wen Yan on the opposite side, standing in front of the table and getting ready.

Wen Yan grinned, it was time to show his skills that could fight the old man in the community!

Toss the ball, a very normal simple serve.

The Tengu King held the racket like holding a knife, blocked the ping-pong ball, and the ball bounced back.

Wen Yan smiled and shot with his forehand, and the ping-pong ball fell into the opposite table with high speed.

With the strength of the Tengu King, it was not difficult to block it, but the moment he blocked it, he saw that the ball did not bounce to Wen Yan as before, but bounced out diagonally.

The moment the ball landed, the Tengu King was hit hard and groaned.

A 0:1 appeared in the air on the side.

The next moment, the ball appeared on the table in front of Wen Yan again.

After a test, Wen Yan roughly understood the situation.

This ball and racket are only part of the domain, which is equivalent to the domain itself.

Unless the power of the enhanced domain can be penetrated, otherwise, it is highly likely that it will not be damaged.

Then Wen Yan was not polite, he picked up the ball and took a stance.

"This is how people fight! Come on, continue!"

The Tengu King blocked the normal serve, but at the same time, Wen Yan's body was ignited with flames, the muscles on his arms bulged, and a fierce aura emerged.

He held the racket in his hand and swung his arm. The pure strength far exceeded that of an ordinary person. He rose from the ground, exerted force on his legs, twisted his waist, and swung his arms in a large range. All the strength was transferred to the racket.

The moment the racket hit the ping-pong ball, a bang suddenly burst out from the racket, and the ball turned into a residual image, wrapped in flames, and hit the table heavily.

The moment the ping-pong ball bounced up and was blocked by the Tengu King's racket, the Tengu King's arm holding the racket was hit hard, and it hit his chest together with the racket.

The Tengu King took three steps back to stabilize his body, but the ball had already bounced out.

The moment the ball landed, the Tengu King groaned again, and his chest suddenly collapsed a little. His body was like being hit by the Hundred Ton King, turned into a residual image, and flew backwards.

He rolled on the ground for more than ten meters before landing on all fours and stabilizing his body again.

"Wow..."

The Tengu King spit out a mouthful of blood and wanted to transform, but was firmly restricted to the human form at the moment.

Because there is no rule for playing table tennis with dogs.

The ball disappeared after it hit the ground, and appeared out of thin air on the table on the side of the Tengu King.

In the air on the side, the score was refreshed and became 0:2.

It was the Tengu King's turn to serve.

The Tengu King got up from the ground, with a gloomy face, and walked back slowly. He also began to understand this way of fighting.

He picked up the table tennis ball on the table like Wen Yan, thinking about what to do.

He saw the score floating next to him. He didn't understand the rules, but roughly knew that he was behind.

While thinking about it, the Tengu King suddenly lowered his waist, and it seemed that a thousand-pound weight was suddenly imposed on his body. The weight was not directly pressed on him, but it was more like all parts of his body inside and outside were bearing this force at the same time.

He had just been injured, and now his internal organs were torn apart. He couldn't help but groan again.

He gritted his teeth, closed his mouth, and swallowed the blood that was gushing out again.

Wen Yan took a stance and watched happily. He would not kindly remind the Tengu King that his serve was overtime.

There was no referee here, but it seemed that the Tengu King had received a yellow card.

The Tengu King was hit for no reason again, but he learned not to delay time.

He imitated Wen Yan, threw the ball up, his eyes were bloodshot, and he waved the racket, bursting out all the strength of his body, and hit the ping-pong ball heavily with the racket.

When the ball came into contact with the racket, a sharp hissing sound broke out. In an instant, the ping-pong ball turned into an afterimage and hit the table in front of Wen Yan.

Wen Yan reacted quickly. When he saw the Tengu King serve with such great force, he dodged to the side.

He watched the ball hit the table, turned into an afterimage, and disappeared quickly.

He continued to grin and laughed happily.

Watching the score jump to 0:3.

He thought that after learning two points, the Tengu King should have learned something.

Unexpectedly, this guy had not yet learned that he had to bounce the ball on his own table before serving.

The Tengu King was hit hard, and one of his arms broke with a snap, and the bone fragments pierced through the flesh and blood, exposing it.

Every time he was beaten, the Tengu King would learn some rules. He recalled Wen Yan's actions just now, slowly calmed down, and honestly served an ordinary ball.

Wen Yan received it back with a backhand, and the Tengu King did not feel the loss of points. This time he immediately imitated Wen Yan and shot it back with force.

The power of the Tengu King exploded, and the speed of the ball was so fast that it seemed like an afterimage.

The moment Wen Yan stretched out his hand and pulled back, the ball began to spin wildly on the racket, and the ball and the racket burned together.

The muscles on Wen Yan's arms exploded, and his body was sliding backwards.

A full second later, he stabilized his body, burst out with great force, and shot hard. With the friction between the ball and the racket, the ball turned into a wildly spinning fireball, drawing an arc and landing on the opposite left corner of the table.

The Tengu King predicted the position, swung his arm, and prepared to use the racket to violently shoot it back.

But the moment the ball landed on the table, it did not bounce up immediately.

The wildly rotating flames outside the ball reduced the time the ball touched the table. When the ball really touched the table, it was like a racing tire that started violently, and a large number of sparks burst out on the table.

The ball originally drew a diagonal line and landed on the left side of the table, and the range of its bounce should be on the left side.

But at this moment, the crazy spinning ball, with a terrifying speed, bounced straight from the left corner to the right corner.

The Tengu King reacted very quickly, immediately retracted his strength, and the power of his body burst out. The whole person appeared on the right side in an instant, ready to shoot back with great force.

However, the bounced ball, at the moment of bouncing, was accompanied by crazy rotation, and once again turned into a small arc and fell on the table again.

In an instant, the ball disappeared.

The score became 0:4.

The Tengu King hunched over and flew backwards again.

This time, his clothes seemed to be burned, half of his face and half of his body were burned, his left arm disappeared directly, and the ribs on the left were exposed.

Wen Yan looked at this scene and thought in his heart that this kind of injury was like he personally injured the opponent, and the effect should be the same.

It’s just that after changing the way of fighting, the loser will be unable to protect himself and be immune to damage under the effect of the field.

After understanding this, Wen Yan was ready to fight quickly.

Even if the Tengu King did not understand the rules of table tennis, this field was his field after all, and he understood the rules very quickly.

Wen Yan's biggest advantage was that he knew table tennis very well.

Seeing the Tengu King coming back, Wen Yan first tried to bless his racket with a violent sun.

Then he waited for the CD of the violent sun to recover, and when the Tengu King stood in front of the table again, he picked up the ball on the table and bless himself with a violent sun again.

A normal serve that completely complied with the rules, the Tengu King gloomy face, and continued to shoot a strong shot.

But this time, the Tengu King's racket seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black air, and a strong resentment and ominous breath emerged.

The ball that was hit was so fast that it turned into a residual image and fell heavily on the table on Wen Yan's side.

The next moment, the ball shrouded in black air was seen to be instantly divided into three, and shot in three directions respectively.

Wen Yan's face was solemn. The Tengu King adapted very quickly.

He took the lead in swinging his racket and hit the ball closest to him.

However, the racket blessed with the violent sun, the moment it was hit, the ball wrapped in black air suddenly exploded, and the resentment collapsed.

This is a fake.

The moment Wen Yan swung his arm, he had already taken a step forward and appeared seven or eight meters away.

He lowered his waist and hit the ball wrapped in black air before it landed. It was another fake.

And the last ball that bounced up had already flown seven or eight meters high.

A smile appeared on the gloomy and ferocious face of the Tengu King. He held the racket with one hand, and the rich resentment on his body was steaming, the ominous curse was floating, and the flesh and blood were jumping in a palpitating way. This was the power of the demon body.

He muttered something in his mouth, and it was unknown what he was mumbling, but the resentment on his body was getting stronger and stronger, and many illusions began to appear around him.

He was preparing to catch the ball that Wen Yan returned.

The ball continued to fly high in the sky, and after flying up ten meters, it slowed down rapidly and began to fall down.

This time was enough for him to do many things.

However, the next moment, Wen Yan's figure suddenly flashed to a height of seven or eight meters, and the racket in his hand seemed to turn into a big sun. He exerted force on his waist, and the power in his body suddenly burst out, and he slammed the ball from mid-air.

The sharp whistle was mixed with dazzling brilliance. At the moment of shining brilliance, the ball left a trail of fire in the air and hit the table heavily.

The words that the Tengu King was muttering were forcibly interrupted.

He only felt a flash of dazzling brilliance in front of him, a violent explosion, mixed with shock waves, spreading in all directions.

The Tengu King stood where he was, without retreating, and resisted the power of this blow.

But when he saw the ball again, it had hit the corner of the table hard, and then hit the ground sideways.

He saw the ball bounce on the ground, and the next moment.

0:5.

The blazing flames ignited on him.

The resentment that emerged from his body was like firewood, which was forcibly burned and purified. The phantoms of mad dogs kept jumping out of him, pulling the flames to spread in all directions.

Those phantoms seemed to be burned, and they kept wailing and struggling, and finally slowly dissipated.

The skin on the right side of the Tengu King's face had also been burned. There was no intact skin on his body. On the left side of his body, one could even see through the bones and see part of the burnt internal organs in his abdomen.

Wen Yan fell heavily to the ground, listening to the Tengu King's wailing.

He took a deep breath and picked up the ball on the table again.

Sure enough, this ball could be attached with power, but every time he served, the state of the ball would be reset, but the racket in his hand could still maintain its state.

This time, the moment he held the ball, he directly blessed the ball with a violent sun.

This was the purest yang energy, the sun was blazing and exploding. He didn't believe that the Tengu King could continue to attach things to the ball under such circumstances.

The ball in his hand was like a small sun the size of a basketball, and he swung the racket to serve.

The moment the Tengu King's racket touched the small sun, part of the power attached to the racket was burned off.

In the end, only pure strength remained, and he hit the little sun and pulled it back.

No rotation, no angle, just a pure and powerful counterattack.

On the opposite side, Wen Yan made a handprint with one hand, and held the racket with his right hand. The flames around him continued to burn, and the red-gold flames and the dark blue flames were mixed with the power of the heart fire.

In his body, the power after he changed his job to a cultivator was running wildly with unprecedented intensity, and his heart was beating like a drum.

His figure swelled up, and the veins on his arms were exposed. The fierce breath burst out from the inside out.

He twisted his waist, and his body seemed to draw a huge arc, hitting the little sun heavily.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the white air wave suddenly exploded at the moment when the racket and the ball touched.

The little sun dragged a halo tail and hit the table obliquely.

This time, there was no fancy, just the most simple violent counterattack.

Just speed and strength.

As soon as the Tengu King raised the racket in his hand, the ball that turned into a small sun hit his chest heavily.

The power wrapped in it, as well as the violent sun that was blessed, all exploded at this moment.

The small sun, which was originally as big as a basketball, continued to expand, and finally turned into a huge fireball of two meters, pushing the body of the Tengu King and flying backwards at a rapid speed.

Flying all the way out and rushing to the end of the field, the Tengu King was pressed at the end by the huge sun, bearing the power that continued to explode.

The Tengu King roared and stretched out his remaining hand, pushing the huge fireball to the ground.

He had already understood the rules, and when the ball landed, it was the next round.

However, when he pressed the huge fireball down, the moment the ping-pong ball inside touched the ground.

0:6.

The moment when the power really exploded, the real damage that could not be exempted and could not be avoided, only began to explode now.

The body of the Tengu King shook violently, and his internal organs seemed to be weathered and disappeared in an instant, leaving only some bones.

His lower body disappeared, and half of his right arm also disappeared.

The remaining body fell heavily to the ground.

The entire area began to show dense cracks.

In an instant, with a click, everything collapsed.

Back to the previous temple.

The Tengu King fell to the ground, glaring at Wen Yan who was walking towards him step by step.

"Don't glare at me, with your level, you are not even qualified to be beaten 11 to 0 by me."