Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 468: Effect itself
"Your senses are blinded?"

As soon as these words came out, the junior high school students were shocked.

Especially Sanada, Yukimura is his good friend, and he knows his strength best, but he didn't expect that he would be fooled from the very beginning.

"The blond guy opposite used a different way of transmitting information to make Yukimura misjudge."

Looking at everyone's puzzled looks, Irie continued to explain:
"For example, on the very first ball, the feedback that Yukimura's cerebral cortex received first was a signal that the opponent wanted to launch a fierce attack. After learning this message, Yukimura's super reaction would make his body unconsciously react. adjusted,
But the message itself was a scam by the other party, who took advantage of Yukimura's own powerful reaction talent. "

"Also, this shot just now made Yukimura think it was just a simple serve at first. When this message appeared, it changed again."

"Nerves and reflexes are transmitted much faster than vision. Chicobalentin used such a method of information transmission to keep Yukimura in a passive position at all times."

Irie's tone was a bit sighing. In fact, in Yukimura's situation, if a less talented person comes in, the other party's methods will be useless.

But it is precisely because of Yukimura's genius that he can be plotted by the other party.

Just like the match between Yamato Yudai and Tezuka in the original work, with such talent and fake tennis, the talent will not be deceived at all.

"Irie-senpai, then wouldn't Yukimura's situation be very dangerous?"

A flash of fierceness flashed in Sanada's eyes. He couldn't accept that Yukimura was fooled like this.

"Haha, Sanada, don't worry, Yukimura may not have the ability to resist!"

Seeing Sanada's appearance, Shuji Taneshima on the side took him over and said a little incoherently.

"Ha...Sanada, watch carefully, this is the venue for the World Exchange Tournament."

Saeki Munuhiko opened his fingers slightly, grabbed the guardrail in front of him, then turned around and said coldly.

On the court, the game showed a one-sided trend.

After a full half-hour of fighting, except for the very beginning, Yukimura failed to score a single point at the critical moment and was continuously broken.

The score has reached 5-4, and the right to serve is still in the hands of Chico Balentin.

Da da da…

The tennis ball touched the ground. Chico felt the touch of the tennis ball and looked up at Yukimura with something strange in his eyes.

"Sure enough, you are a powerful character. You are even more powerful than I thought. It's a pity that you lack experience..."

Yukimura's lack of experience in the competition was clearly demonstrated from the beginning.

"In that case, genius of Neon, let me teach you this lesson! A real competition is not the usual kind of playing house during training."

Even though victory seemed to be in hand, Chico's belief did not waver at all, and he threw the ball high over his head.

The next moment, his arm swung downwards.

Bang!
Compared to the beginning, a more intense cyclone spurted at the edge of the tennis ball, and the mustard-yellow light and shadow accurately pressed on the side of Yukimura's backhand.

"It's faster."

Yukimura took a deep breath, calmed his brain quickly, and tried to adjust his state.

He also knew that he was definitely in the opponent's way. Although the score seemed to be tight, those scores were not what he wanted to score.

"No matter what you do, tennis is tennis, as long as I return every ball, then..."

Yukimura stepped forward, his speed increased to the limit. After reaching the landing point of the tennis ball, his center of gravity sank. He pulled the racket to his side with his backhand, aimed at the tennis ball that bounced after the violent spin, and cut it with all his strength!
The tennis ball flies very quickly and hits the baseline directly.

Most people would not be able to catch up with this ball, but Balentin was not slow either. After running quickly, he caught up with the tennis ball and then saw him swinging the racket.

boom!
The range of his swing is very small, and his changeable playing style allows him to switch at will. He hit a chip ball lightly, and Balentin released another short ball.

The audience present felt a strange sense of familiarity with this change, as if they had seen it before.

This feeling makes people feel very sudden.

Yukimura in the stadium also felt the same way. A cold light flashed in his eyes. The opponent's behavior really angered him at this moment.

But this time, with the experience of the first game before, Yukimura reacted very quickly.

As soon as the opponent made a short ball move, he already appeared in front of the net.

I saw his racket tilt up slightly, and the tennis ball directly hit the racket surface, and then flew lightly over the net.

dong dong...

Yukimura responded with a short ball.

Respond to short balls with short balls.

"Neon team Seiichi Yukimura scored, the score is 15-0."

"Oh? There can actually be new changes?"

Balentin felt a little excited, and it was a feeling of joy. He came to the baseline again, took out the tennis ball, and decisively sent the tennis ball out again.

boom!
This time, his serve changed again.

After the tennis ball hits the ground, the strong side spin causes the tennis ball to directly change its flight trajectory when it bounces.

However, Yukimura has already received enough tennis balls, and he can still hit them back easily, as if everything is back to the beginning.

Chico's body flashes, his steps are agile, and he has strong explosive ability in short distances.

With just a flip of his wrist, the racket traced a trajectory in his hand.

The aura on his body also spurted out with this ball.

"Is this the kind of tennis with wrong information? Here we go again!" With the reminder from Munuhiko and others during the break, Yukimura also discovered the opponent's very secret mental intrusion.

"So what is your real action?"

Yukimura concentrated and focused all his attention on Chico's movements.

"I see!"

Yukimura's purple pupils flashed with silver light, and his body quickly ran towards the frontline.

Chico on the other side of the court saw this, and a smile appeared on his face:
"Have you finally discovered it now? I thought you were waiting for this round to end?
But it's still too late, I won this game! "

Yukimura ignored Chico's words.

His figure ran quickly on the court, and the huge inertia caused his footsteps to leave a clear trace on the court.

Bang!
Without the slightest pause, he swung the racket fiercely with the inertia of the sprint, and powerful force spurted out, causing the tennis ball to explode with a roar on his racket.

Not only that, the hidden white light in his eyes was also wrapping the tennis ball under Yukimura's control at this moment, without giving any pause to the high-speed tennis ball.

"Is this your kind of dangerous tennis? Is it interesting?!"

Chico, whose spirit and aura had already enveloped the court, was keenly aware of the dangers contained in tennis when he saw Yukimura's actions.

"You should really want me to catch this ball, right?"

A smirk appeared on the corner of Chico's mouth. He rushed forward and immediately reached the landing point of the tennis ball. Then he stretched out the racket in his hand towards the tennis ball.

When Yukimura on the opposite side saw this, he also had a confident smile on his face: "I finally succeeded!"

However, before his smile fully rose, the sudden change made him frown, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Chico did not catch the ball, but the tennis ball hit the frame of the racket and then flew out of the court.

"Neon team Seiichi Yukimura scored, the score is 30-15."

"Tsk, tsk, oh, it's just a little bit close, what a pity."

Chico stood up straight, a distressed voice came from his mouth, and a regretful expression appeared on his face.

"Was that intentional or a mistake?"

The fear in Yukimura's eyes became deeper and deeper.

After Chico was distressed, he just shook his tied blond hair, took out a tennis ball from his trouser pocket, and calmly walked to the backcourt service line.

But after he turned around, without Yukimura noticing, a smile appeared on his lips:
"What an amazing mental strength. It would be hard for anyone to be attacked by such a move!"

"It seems like we can't solve you unless we come up with something real!"

Chico took a deep breath and threw the tennis ball upward again.

Bang!
The tennis ball roared, and the terrifying pressure carried the flying air waves and spurted towards Yukimura.

This shot felt scarier than ever before.

Chiko Balentin's ability to improve his strength seemed to have no bottom line, which made Yukimura frown slightly.

This shot was more powerful, but Yukimura didn't back down!
The racket in his hand once again accurately blocked the trajectory of the tennis ball.

"If it doesn't work once, try again!"

The light in the depths of Yukimura's eyes flickered, making his purple pupils even brighter.

Feeling the same sense of crisis attached to the tennis ball as the previous ball, Chico showed a smile of success on his face.

"Hahaha, Yukimura, you were fooled!"

As soon as Chico finished speaking, a powerful aura spurted out from his half, and Yukimura was very surprised by the physical suppression that instantly increased.

"Hey, give it back to you!"

Chico roared, and the racket in his hand stirred the air. The silver light that originally enveloped the tennis ball was not destroyed by it, but was enveloped again.

But two completely different spirits collide in tennis, giving people a feeling that it will explode at any time, but it makes people feel terrified.

The strong wind pressure blew up smoke and dust all over the sky, accompanied by the speed of the tennis ball.

boom! !

For the first time, smoke swept over the entire pitch.

Bang!
The tennis ball fell to the ground at an extremely fast speed. The terrifying force and desperate feeling seemed to remind Yukimura of the feeling he had when he played against Irie Kanata.

But compared to Irie Kanata's subtle approach, he gradually obtained the means to deprive him of all his feelings.

Chico Balentin obviously did not have that much patience. As an opponent, he used a more domineering and unrestrained way of dealing with the situation.

Facing this more terrifying and direct method, Yukimura's spirit was under tremendous pressure.

Suddenly, he remembered the scene during the competition with Irie.

"Mental stress...sense deprivation...if...it affects itself...can we ignore these?"

The moment this idea appeared, Yukimura was out of control, and his eyes burst out with bright light.

……

　Chico Balentin is a very powerful player. When he competes with every opponent, he basically wins with a score of 6-4, and is known as the master of change.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)