Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 304 Five Senses Deprivation Dark World
As his thoughts circulated, Yukimura thought clearly about the crux of the problem between him and Munehiko.

But just as he thought, now that he has started taking action, giving up halfway is not his style.

"What a formidable opponent!"

Feeling the strong pressure from Zong Yan, Yukimura also felt a long-lost excitement in his heart.

Standing on the service line, Yukimura took a deep breath, then looked at Zongyan with burning eyes, and whispered to himself: "Then, let me see how long you can suppress it..."

After making the decision, Yukimura did not delay any longer, but threw up the tennis ball in his hand again, and a standard and sharp serve reappeared from his hand.

boom!
The silver mental power was like a knife, following the strength of the tennis ball, it began to cut through Zongyan's own defense.

The silver light was shining, and under the sunlight, Yukimura was really as dazzling as the son of God at this moment, and his whole body was rimmed with golden light.

"You still haven't given up yet..."

Tread...  

Of course, Yukimura's actions couldn't be hidden from Munuhiko's eyes. If it were someone else, he might have hit him without paying attention.

But Zongyan was very aware of Yukimura's methods now, so he took precautions from the beginning.

This is one of the reasons why Yukimura found it difficult to work.

However, he didn't expect Yukimura to be so stubborn. After seeing that his trick was unsuccessful, he didn't adjust in time and wanted to increase his efforts.

"It seems that I need to teach you a deeper lesson!"

With a slight step, Zong Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. After easily catching up with the tennis ball, he did not hit back immediately. Instead, he lowered his arm a few centimeters, and the racket head was pressed flat by him.

A wisp of purple-black flame jumped on the racket net, and then disappeared into the tennis ball when the tennis ball and the racket net were in contact.

The silver spiritual light that originally enveloped the tennis ball suddenly had dark purple spots.

Bang!
Then, the tennis ball didn't stop at all. The tennis ball drew a dim silver light in the air and hit Yukimura's opposite corner.

"I can actually change my posture again while catching the ball, directly changing from whipping the ball to cutting the ball. It's really a keen sense of smell..."

Yukimura sighed secretly in his heart. His plan just didn't work again. Munehiko in the opposite half can always combine his own qualities and strong mental power to find problems and find the optimal solution to fight back.

This style is also very similar to the path he pursues to see through the essence of tennis.

In fact, he had discovered this trait of Zongyan since the first time he went to Lihai to challenge him. At that time, he almost regarded him as a confidant.

If Zong Yan hadn't burst out with such dangerous tennis at the last moment, he might have wanted to compete with him at that time.

Now more than a year has passed, Zongyan's strength is getting more and more terrifying, and he is also ahead of him in exploring the essence of tennis, but he is not bad either.

Such a road has already begun to take shape for Yukimura.

During the duel, Munehiko of course also discovered the changes in Yukimura, and as the game progressed, the five-dimensional diagram belonging to Yukimura Seiichi in his mind became clearer and clearer.

"As expected of the transcendent existence in the original work, with such a fifth dimension, it is indeed rare for a junior high school student to be able to help you."

Looking at the flashing values ​​​​of Yukimura Seiichi on the chart, Zongyan sighed.

"I can study this far by myself. Even if I don't have breakthroughs in skills and mental strength, I can't compare to you.
But unfortunately, apart from your skills and spirit, your other physical qualities are too much of a hindrance..."

tao tao…

The thoughts in his mind did not stop Zongyan's movements. His steps were flying, and those high-speed counterattacks that the audience thought were difficult to catch still could not escape his defense.

"And...without scientific training to regulate and temper your body, and over-exploitation of your mental power, your body may have reached its final limit."

A faint light flashed, and Zongyan thought to himself that Yukimura's illness broke out near the end of his second grade. It was hard not to say that it was caused by this.

"Then, let me ignite the fear in your heart..."

"The light of the flames of purgatory!"

A flash of purple-black light danced on the court, and Zongyan quickly moved his body in front of the path of the tennis ball.

The light in the palm of his hand danced, and several afterimages jumped out in succession. Finally, the afterimages overlapped, and together with the tennis ball, Munuhiko cut it back to Yukimura's half of the court in a peculiar twisting posture at high speed.

However, the moment the tennis ball hit the ground, those glorious afterimages suddenly rushed straight towards Yukimura.

Snapped……

Yukimura, who wanted to return the blow with a swing, had just made the move, and his body froze halfway through swinging the racket.

"Game, Fudomine Middle School Saeki Munuhiko scored, the score is 3-0."

……

After the change of scene, Yukimura felt a faint sense of something bad. He didn't know what Munuhiko Saeki had done just now, which actually made him feel dizzy even with such a strong mental will.

But this feeling came and went quickly. Yukimura suppressed this feeling.

However, his heart became more and more anxious. He had a hunch that Zong Yan must be dealt with quickly, otherwise something bad might happen.

boom!
The two men briefly clashed again.

"Hey, haven't you given up yet?"

After another six or seven rounds of fighting, Zongyan once again felt the effect of Yukimura's mental power, and this time his arm was actually a little numb.

"Is this Yukimura's Yips style of play? Is it actually getting stronger?"

With strong willpower pouring out, Munehiko once again dispelled Yukimura's influence and gave a cold shout.

"Yukimura, if you can't suppress me, this move will be useless to me!"

The fierce force gathered in his arm, and the racket raised in his right hand sliced ​​the tennis ball that Yukimura whipped back.Cut it!

The moment the tennis ball was hit back by Munuhiko, purple-black fire flashed in his eyes, and the tennis ball flashed past Yukimura's backcourt.

"Munehiko Saeki scored, 15-0."

……

boom!
Zongyan didn't use any tricks this time, but hit a short volley in front of the net.

With the sharp blow, the tennis ball exploded in the air, leaving only a faint afterimage in Yukimura's half.

"Want to speed up the game too?"

After Yukimura chuckled, he immediately rushed towards the net.

With a quick step forward, Seiichi Yukimura was already in front of the tennis path.

With the arm pressed down, the racket didn't stagnate a bit, and it drew a trajectory in the air, and it went straight to the tennis ball.

Yukimura Seiichi's indifferent approach had already depleted most of his energy in the fourth game.

However, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and he could feel that he was about to succeed.

……

"Good... so strong!"

Akira Kamio looked at Munuhiko and Yukimura, whose figures were flashing in the field, with no concealment of surprise on their faces.

In fact, not only him, but everyone in Fudomine, as well as Tatekai Dai, and all the spectators were impressed by the competition between the two.

The competitive state and competitive strength displayed by Saeki Munuhiko and Yukimura Seiichi at this time is something that many people would never dare to imagine.

Although it seemed that the score was definitely behind Seiichi Yukimura, this determination to fight for every point and keep fighting for every ball moved everyone.

But in such a fight, no one would think that the two of them were completely reckless.

Their rhythmic changes, their concise and powerful attacks, the details accurate to one angle...

These are enough for most people to learn.

……

"It's over, Saeki!"

The corners of Seiichi Yukimura's mouth raised slightly, and he moved his left foot one step behind. Using his arm's movement of his center of gravity, he swung the racket out.

boom!
The streamer suddenly appeared!

The tennis ball made an astonishing roar and swept towards Zongyan...

"Yukimura, what nonsense are you talking about? If you want to end it, you..."

boom!
The moment the tennis ball fell, Zongyan waved the racket in his hand, and when he was about to hit the ball back, the vision in his eyes suddenly became blurry.

As his vision blurred little by little, darkness slowly swallowed Zongyan's vision.

"Tatekai Daiyukimura Seiichi scores, 15-30!"

……

"Is this the destruction of the five senses?"

His whole mind suddenly fell into a claustrophobic void, and Zongyan looked around blankly.

Zongyan felt surprised. He didn't expect Xincun to really achieve this step, so the idea of ​​​​experiencing it suddenly arose in his heart.

The moment this idea appeared, Zongyan suppressed his mental fluctuations to a minimum to avoid breaking this fragile mental prison.

Suddenly, he heard a faint sound of hitting the ball.

Zongyan's ears moved slightly, and he used his hearing to catch the falling tennis ball. The racket in his hand slashed towards the tennis ball!

"I have taken away your vision, Saeki!"

Looking at the tennis ball that was knocked back but was of a much lower standard, Seiichi Yukimura chuckled softly.

He waved the racket in his hand and simply hit the ball back.

Whoosh!
The light shuttled back and forth, and the tennis ball came to Zong Yan in an instant!
"Next is...hearing!"

As Yukimura's voice became weaker and weaker, the voice in Munuhiko's ears completely disappeared.

Zong Yan fell into an absolutely claustrophobic dark world without sound or color!

"Touch! This is over! Saeki Munuhiko!"

The silver light in Yukimura Seiichi's eyes was extremely bright at this time, and the racket in his hand lightly touched the tennis ball.

The tennis ball fluttered and flew back towards the net.

However, at this time, Yukimura was at the peak of his mental strength, and he did not notice that the faint light hidden in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger.

……

ps: "Ask for a monthly ticket~"

　Sense deprivation is also a kind of help. In fact, it has the same effect as Atobe’s skills. Surviving it is a kind of progress.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)