Illimitable Until Death

“Bang --! ”

It is not known how many times the fierce attack sounded.

“Pfft! ”

This is unknown how many times the attack sounded to dissolve.

“Wow! ”

Splashes of water kept coming up.

“Ha... ha... ha..."

The impatient wheeze gradually passed.

In the sports swimming pool, the battle between Fangli and Nanyuan maintained the impasse.

Nanyua is constantly attacking.

I couldn't resist taking it down.

Volleyball in Nam-Yunya's hands is like a bullet fired, fierce and powerful.

In the hand of the square, however fierce the volleyball may be, no matter how amazing the power, it will be steadily followed, flying to high altitude and slowly swallowed to the furthest point from where Nanyua is located.

In order not to score in the square, Nanyunya had to keep running in the field.

This situation has been going on for exactly 10 minutes.

Both sides didn't even take a single point.

I'm afraid no one can imagine this being the case with the race between Fong Li and Nanyunya?

It has been thought that Nagumo Yunya will unilaterally suppress the formula and easily take victory.

It was thought that Fang Li, in turn, would suppress Nanyunya and defeat Nanyunya's provocation.

It was also thought that the chiefs of the two grades would have a very good confrontation and come up with a fierce situation, no matter what.

But now, these people find themselves wrong, very wrong.

The current race has maintained a very stunning impasse.

But no one thinks that there is no winning or losing.

Because, as can be seen by the bright eye, Nanyuan was not only turned into a group fooled by Fang Li, but even the consumption of physical energy had caused her to gasp.

In the opposite direction, from the beginning to the end, it was so liberal and relaxing, that there was no continuous running wave like Nanyunya, let alone provoking any noticeable water flowers, just moving footsteps like a walk in the idle courtyard, and the volleyball that will attack in the future will be taken, making it fly to high altitude, fall to the site of Nanyunya, let alone gasp, or even the color of the junction has not changed.

This has stunned a lot of people and made them look at each other.

“No way? ”

“That Nagumo was actually played like this by a freshman in the first grade? ”

“Is it really as horrible as the rumors say? ”

“Is that absolutely deliberate? ”

Every student on the lookout made a scene.

A lot of people are starting to think about it.

“It's just like when I first started school seven nights ago racing with the president of the student board and the athletics club. ”

“Yeah...”

Such words gradually appeared in the crowd.

Remember, at the beginning of the school, Fang Li raced against Horibei, the president of this school, who was known as the best student of all time.

Then, under the challenge of Athletic Association members, there was a race that went on and on, but no one was faster than anyone, regardless of which opponent they faced.

At that time, everyone knew.

That's what the square didn't do with all its strength.

In other words, the opponent, without all the effort and extra blades, has beaten everyone.

That's what people thought.

What exactly is the power of the square?

Didn't you do everything you could to compete with Horibei?

For a while, this has generated a lot of enthusiasm.

And now, seeing this volleyball game with one's own eyes is weird enough to sustain the state of victory and loss, and we are at an impasse. Who can't understand, the party didn't take it seriously at all?

Even the rest of us can understand, Nanyua is even clearer.

Looking at the square still looks so liberal, there was an emotion in Nagumo Yunya's panting heart.

Hands and feet have begun to weaken.

Health has been gradually depleted.

As anyone can see, Nam-yunya has reached its limit.

But Nanyua let the temple get blue and yell.

“Give me your full strength! ”

Under the low roar, Nanyunya, like a return light, surged, rushed under a slowly swallowed fallen volleyball again, jumped, while striking out the strength to gather the whole body, the most powerful blow to date.

“Boo-hoo! ”

The unprecedented loud hitting made the volleyball feel squeezed flat and swept out at an alarming rate.

Target, exactly square.

Didn't aim for the corner.

There is no targeting site.

Nanyua fired the blow directly into the square as if it were to push the full force out of the square.

“Ah!”

Off the field, a lot of people shouted.

“Seven nights classmates...!? ”

“Seven Nights King...!? ”

“Seven nights...!? ”

Ichise Sapporo, Horibei Ringtone, Kurata Orange Infarction, Airi Sakura and even Kunji Ikechi, Haruki Yamanuchi and Ken Sudo were all in shock.

This time, if there is no hiding in the square, it will be hit by a volleyball striking at an alarming speed.

This is no longer a joke.

Even the referee was frightened and raised his whistle, even if he wanted to blow it down.

Nobody noticed.

At this moment, the eyes raised in the square finally flashed.

Spin…

“pounds--! ”

Volleyball vanished in the direction of a bullet-like rampage in a terrible impact sound.

No, not disappeared, but, like being bounced off, headed in the direction it came from, back to Nanyua at a much more astonishing rate.

Nobody knows what's going on.

Nobody's reacting to this.

The crowd could only see that the volleyball that hit the square was stretched out of its hand, suddenly slapped, and then turned into a shadow.

If Nanyua's attack is a bullet, then the attack in that side is a shell.

Immediately afterwards, the volleyball turned into a shell fell on the water behind Nanyua's cheek without anyone responding.

“Boom --! ”

Water flowers, like explosions.

“Wow!”

“What... what...!? ”

The students on shore rushed into the water like rain and panicked.

“ ———— ”

Nanyuan maintained the offensive position, bathed in water flowers, her pupils shrunk to the size of a needle tip, and a horrific look appeared on her face.

When the water flowers disappear, the whole place calms down.

Everyone stares at the square.

The square only looked at Nanyunya, shocked across the street, and smiled.

“As you wish. ”

After that, he glanced at the referee.

The referee is only a spirit.

“Beep!”

The whistle sounded.

This represents a score in the square.

“Go on. ”

After taking the volleyball, he revealed a grin on Nanyua's face that had just been hanging from each other.

Nagumo Yunya's expression suddenly became unusually ugly.