C91 Wan Hao Went on Stage

The ball played by baseball was soft and very elastic, and as the metal baseball was struck, the ball was compressed and compressed until it was flat, and then shot out at an astonishing speed, drawing a golden line in the air.

"It really is like that!"

Wan Hao's eyes flashed with a trace of light. Originally, he had just arrived. Wan Hao was already curious about this sect's establishment of a baseball game. It was a good sect. Instead of building more cultivation holy lands, he was confused about setting up entertainment facilities. However, when he saw Pann Zhuocheng begin to attack, everything was clear to him!

How the ball was shot out, how it flew at high speed, how it drew a predetermined arc, in his eyes, it was clear at a glance.

To be honest, this ball could be said to be an upgraded version of a baseball, and what was truly terrifying was that it needed to ingeniously inject origin energy and strength. The speed of an ordinary person playing baseball was already very fast, and now it was two Yin Yang True Stage baseball players. The speed of the ball would be very terrifying. Now, it was a test of their reaction speed and attack speed.

If their reaction speed wasn't fast enough, they wouldn't be able to see the trajectory of the ball. If their attack speed wasn't fast enough, they wouldn't be able to catch the ball and counterattack.

"Aiyo, not bad. The ball is quite fast!" Zhao Zefeng looked at Pann Zhuocheng and said somewhat unexpectedly.

However, the metal rod in his hand did not stop at all. It easily counterattacked the ball.

"Bang!"

Pann Zhuocheng continued to hit the ball.

"Junior brother, pay attention!"

This time, Zhao Zefeng did not play in a straight line. Instead, he swung the metal stick slightly to the side when it hit the ball. This way, the ball's trajectory would deviate, and its speed would not slow down.

"Senior brother Zhao, watch carefully!"

The corner of Pann Zhuocheng's mouth rose slightly. His movement speed became very fast. He only left a few afterimages on the spot before he flashed in front of the ball. Bang! Pann Zhuocheng actually used a snake shaped ball to counterattack.

"You have only played twice and you are already able to comprehend the trajectory. You are indeed worthy of being one of the newcomers who has the potential to enter the inner circle."

Although this baseball seemed to be very easy, Zhao Zefeng, who was proficient in this field, knew about it. The trajectory of this baseball was very difficult to figure out. Even if it was frequently used, it could not be said that it was 100% accurate to say that it was a snake ball. He figured out the trajectory. The control of the trajectory required one to inject strength into the metal rod, but to hit the ball back, he needed to disperse the energy within the ball, then quickly inject the power within the metal rod into the ball. This process was very short.

Unknowingly, a few rounds had passed.

"Senior Brother Pan is about to die."

Wan Hao looked at Zhao Zefeng. He could feel that Pann Zhuocheng was going to lose.

"How is this possible? Didn't you fight well?"

Tang Wan Wen also looked at the stage. Although he knew that his judgment was not as sharp as Wan Hao's, at least he could tell that both sides were in a stalemate.

"Look!"

Wan Hao pointed at the field. In the field, the ball flew towards Zhao Zefeng after being hit by Pann Zhuocheng.

"Junior brother Pan, it's over!"

Zhao Zefeng suddenly turned the metal rod in his hand. Yuan Qi and strength instantly gathered towards the metal rod, removing the power from the ball and transmitting it into the ball at the same time.

The ball was filled with power and Yuan Qi, and it swelled up, emitting a weak light. "Bang!"

The ball shook slightly and immediately turned into three balls of shadow. "Fairy Scatter Flowers!"

"Boom!"

Pann Zhuocheng looked at the three balls. He had no idea which one was the real thing or which one was the shadow. He had no way of parrying it, but he couldn't just sit there and wait for his death. If he fought, he might lose, but if he didn't fight, he wouldn't be able to win!

He aimed at one of the balls and moved his body. He waved his hand lightly and aimed at the ball on the left.

"Hu!"

The metal rod was swung towards the ball, but the sound of the metal rod touching the ball did not ring in his ears. Instead, it was the sound of the metal rod hitting the air.

"Bang!"

Zhao Zefeng could not help but sigh. However, as a veteran, it was naturally not difficult for him to face such a ball. He raised his hand and shook it. The metal rod immediately counterattacked the ball.

"Thank you for letting me win."

Zhao Zefeng landed and said.

"A loss is a loss. Senior Brother Zhao is really strong. Here are five thousand spirit stone."

Pann Zhuocheng did not say much as he took out a pile of spirit stone from his storage bag and placed it on the ground.

There was also a wager in baseball. Under normal circumstances, there was a wager. They were all starting from 5,000 spirit stone. If the two sides had a grudge against each other in the first place... The bet between them could be stacked on top of 5,000 spirit stone. One hundred thousand. Five hundred thousand. As long as you have enough spirit stone. Then you can bet. Of course, you still have to pay the venue fee. Each time you collect 5% of the bet. In the Taihua Profound Sect, playing this kind of baseball was undoubtedly a popular entertainment activity. It could be both enjoyable and improving one's physical fitness.

When Zhao Zefeng saw Pann Zhuocheng like this, he also smiled. Pann Zhuocheng's character was not bad. Although this kind of person had pride, there was a level of arrogance. In other words, if a genius did not have pride, it would be an inferiority complex.

"Junior Brother Wan, I have heard of your great name. Since you are here, why don't you come down and have some fun?"

Zhao Zefeng's eyesight was really sharp. When Wan Hao arrived, even during the competition, he had noticed it and had been paying attention to it. This was because he had been paying attention to how many people had returned unharmed during the entrance exam. Naturally, Wan Hao was one of them.

In the Pure Essence Arts Competition, he had defeated the second disciple of the sect, Wang Shuai, and the Trial of Peach Blossom Valley. The group had returned unharmed, and their overall strength had increased by a level. The Spirit Assessment Ball had determined that he was only at the third grade of the Spirit Root, but what he had done was a surprise that only those at the fifth grade of the Spirit Root could bring. They couldn't help but feel a strong interest in him.

"Senior Brother Zhao invites me. Wan Hao will gladly accept it!"

Wan Hao really wanted to play with this extraordinary training program.

"Be careful. His last move, the Fairy Scattering Flower, not only has a high spinning speed, but it can also transform into a shadow. I can't catch up to it and determine which one is the real one and which one is the fake one."

Pann Zhuocheng reminded Wan Hao as they passed by each other.

"Understood."

Wan Hao nodded and said softly.

"You are a newcomer. You serve first!"

Wan Hao did not say anything. He picked up a metal stick from the side and threw it on the ball. Bang! Wan Hao hit it with the stick.

"What!? So fast!"

The people on the stage were all surprised. They had been here for many days. They had never seen Wan Hao fight here before. It could be said that this was Wan Hao's first time here. Moreover, this was his first time playing basketball, but this serve didn't seem like something a rookie would do.

He threw out a ball, and the metal rod followed closely behind. This kind of flawless coordination... The ball was thrown, and the metal rod followed closely behind. This kind of flawless coordination, as well as precise control over time, required a lot of time to practice. And today was only Wan Hao's first time. He couldn't help but shock the people on the stage with his first move.