107: Chapter 103: Volleyball 107: Chapter 103: Volleyball [Skill Na: Iron Armor Cocoon – Use Hardening]
[Type: Spiritual Energy]
[Special Effect: Rock-hard.
Temporarily increases an object’s hardness, density, and weight substantially.]
[Consumption: At least 200 points of spiritual energy.
Depends on duration, object volu, and hardness level.]
[Cooling Ti: 20 minutes]
[Note: Teacher, why hasn’t my Iron Armor Cocoon evolved into a tagross through training?]
Despite the sowhat frustrating na and note of this skill, its effects are undoubtedly potent.
Under Will’s infusion of spiritual power, the otherwise ordinary volleyball’s surface glead with a tallic luster.
The mont it made contact with his palm, it emitted a heavy “thud”.
The ball spun through the air towards Annie’s head; she couldn’t dodge in ti and could only hastily raise her hands, turning them into fluffy cat paws to shield herself.
Crack—
The sound of bones breaking was exceptionally crisp.
Annie was blasted away, her arms visibly broken, with copious cat fur swirling down.
Her title “Cat Woman” allows her to temporarily transform into a cat woman form, significantly enhancing her strength, agility, and reaction speed.
But compared to Will, who is of a higher level and stronger attributes, and whose body is implanted with nurous Gen-Sys bio-enhanced glands, she still falls short.
“Ouch…”
Annie kneeled on the ground, her face a mix of cold sweat and tears — this ti it was genuine, not an act.
The blood-stained volleyball rolled across the sandy court, eventually stopping, its weight pressing the sand beneath like a shot put.
“Tsck.”
Seeing that he hadn’t managed to kill Annie in one strike, Will clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, glancing at the chanical arm hanging from the ceiling.
The chanical arm remained still, seemingly condoning Will’s aggressive move.
“Indeed, the cara has relaxed its judgnt criteria, treating it as part of the ‘beach volleyball’ event.”
Will sneered inwardly, “In beach volleyball, hitting the ball against soone accidentally is nothing unusual.
Seriously injuring or even killing soone must be normal then.”
Driven by Ant’s sches, this round’s popularity has far exceeded the minimum criteria.
There’s no need to worry about failing to et the popularity threshold and everyone getting eliminated.
Under these circumstances, if he could eliminate all his competitors, the reality show might just end right here.
Perhaps this round was specifically designed for players to fight against each other…
“Will you!”
Leonardo glanced at Annie’s injuries, then turned and glared angrily at Will.
However, he really couldn’t say sothing juvenile like “Are you insane?” or “Why harm a teammate, can’t we all get along?”.
Players are not a group waiting passively for their doom; neither Will nor Leonardo are.
“If that’s the case, then bring it on.”
Leonardo took a deep breath, picked up the heavy volleyball from the ground, brushed off the sand clinging to its surface, and juggled it mid-air with his arm.
Then, stomping on the ground, he leaped up, swinging his arm backward, the hydraulic chanisms in his upper body’s right side bones emitting a clear vibrating sound.
As a mber of the European Heavy Industry, his appearance remained that of a blonde-haired, blue-eyed handso man, but beneath the skin, many of his bones and tendons had been replaced with ultra-light alloy material chanical prosthetics.
These prosthetics generally operate at minimal power to prevent accidents like crushing teacups, squeezing other people’s hands too hard, or hugging a girlfriend to pieces.
And when the prosthetics were activated…
Beneath the skin, the noise from the hydraulic devices whirred as Leonardo’s right arm twisted and deford at an angle impossible for ordinary people, then, like a whip, it slashed through the air, heavily striking the surface of the volleyball.
Suddenly—
Despite the volleyball being reinforced by the Hardening Technique temporarily, it still underwent a drastic deformation, rocketing towards Will like a heavy artillery shell.
Here it cos!
Will’s expression remained unchanged, his heart even secretly reveling in the thrill of finally being able to fight freely, without having to suppress his true intentions.
He spread his legs and dug his feet deep into the sand to enhance his grip.
Clasping his hands together, his arm muscles swelled under the influence of strength-enhancing glands, with veins bulging like earthworms.
Bang!
Since [Use Hardening Rapidly] was an instantaneous skill rather than a sustainable one, Will couldn’t break it midway.
The additional force of the volleyball pushed him sideways, moving him a ter back as his shoes raised a trail of friction smoke; his enhanced arms bore bright red marks, with nurous capillaries bursting.
But still, he managed to catch the ball, flicking it into the air.
“I’ve got it.”
Dressed in a white lace swimsuit, Jin Huixing took a few steps forward, leapt up, and with a single hand, slamd the volleyball towards the opposite side.
She had also thought about the hidden implications of beach volleyball—the players could publicly attack each other on cara without any penalties.
With the effect of a certain skill, the volleyball traced an arc that totally defied aerodynamics, bypassing Leonardo’s hand, and headed straight for Annie.
At this mont, Annie, still recovering from a broken bone injury, was busy applying ointnt.
Seeing the tallic gleaming volleyball flying towards her, her face abruptly changed color.
In haste, she activated a skill, summoning a pink Crystal Shield.
Thud!
The volleyball struck the shield’s surface, chiseling several cracks forcefully.
Nurous crystal fragnts, like a shower of arrows, scattered.
Annie’s entire lower body transford into a catwoman-like form, her feet forcefully kicked the ground, and she sorsaulted backward, avoiding the scattered crystals—her transformation into a cat was a literal shift into a feline half-beast, unlike the smooth-skinned kemonomimi in so ani.
“You fouled!”
Will sneered upon seeing this; volleyball rules stated that players could only use their bodies to touch the ball, not shields, “According to the rules, it’s my turn to serve again.”
“Sorry, there are no longer any rules.”
Leonardo took a step forward, picked up the volleyball from the ground, and glanced at the electronic scoreboard hanging on the gymnasium wall.
Originally, this round of beach volleyball designed by the production team was not ant to have any rewards or penalties, and scoring was not crucial.
Even if Leonardo’s side committed a foul, it would only add a point to the opposing team.
“Trading a point for the right to serve seems a worthwhile deal.”
Leonardo weighed the volleyball in his hand, his gaze turning cold, “The essence of this ga has changed—it has beco about using the ball rights within the fras of a best-of-three to find a way to eliminate the opponent.”
“Oho, it seems the players are quite enthusiastic.”
Sitting on the bench enjoying the spectacle, Li Cheng chid in, “I just wonder whether Will’s intensely practiced ‘Zero Styles Serve’ or Leonardo’s ‘No-Self Realm’ and ‘Stormy Outside Spin Serve’ is more formidable.
Ah Hong, what do you think?”
Hey, isn’t that clearly a superpower from the manga ‘Prince of Tennis’?
Are you really okay with spouting such nonsense?
And what in the world is Ah Hong, a nickna of mine?
The usually timid Little Red Riding Hood felt she was almost at her limit—sitting next to this Mr.
Ant really tested her nerves every mont.
“Uh, sorry, I usually don’t pay much attention to ball sports…”
“That’s really a pity,” Li Cheng shook his head, “I’ve always had a question, when soccer king ssi’s Argentine jerseys are sold out worldwide, what does he wear in the finals?
Does he play naked?”
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