I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

Chapter 361 Tennis deprived of the five senses

"Now, the fifth duel is about to begin."

"The first army representative is Tokugawa Kazuya (senior grade 2), and the second army representative is Yukimura Seiichi (junior grade 3)."

"Please prepare both players."

The referee's voice fell.

Tokugawa and Yukimura walked into the court at the same time.

"Finally it's Minister Yukimura's turn!"

Outside the stadium, Kirihara, who was tall at Tachikai, clenched his fists excitedly.

Marui, Jackal and others next to him were also very excited. Sanada's previous defeat gave them a big blow. And now, his own minister, the strongest Yukimura, finally appears.

To know.

The eyes of the audience fell on the young man tapping the tennis ball at the bottom line. Especially the junior high school students are watching each other's every move.

For example, in the previous game, Duke Watanabe, who defeated Sanada strongly and showed terrifying strength, was the former No. 3.

Tokugawa's pupils shrank quietly, but soon returned to normal, and he said calmly: "I think I know why, such a premonition occurred."

Tokugawa threw the tennis ball up.

And the young man named Tokugawa in front of him also has a very special identity. Because the other party is the one who replaced Duke, the new No. 3!

Ok?
Hear the words.

Bang!
The crisp sound stirred.

For such a player, even though Yanagi has great confidence in Yukimura, he still feels indescribable pressure.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
The words fell.

Kirihara, Jackal and others instinctively widened their eyes.

In front of the net, Yukimura looked at Tokugawa and asked the doubts in his heart: "Have you ever played against Ishikawa?"

A streak of light yellow light suddenly shot out, the speed was staggering.

Next to him, Irie nodded in sympathy.

These are the top players.

This is not a simple serve.

Everyone outside the stadium frowned, wondering what riddle the two were playing. On the other hand, Tanegashima, Irie and a few others subconsciously turned their attention to Ishikawa on the steps.

From junior high school to high school, the other party has been invincible. Including the current game and many previous games, everyone has a shadow of the other party.

"Forehead"

This invisible influence is amazing.

Taneshima sighed.

call!
At this time.

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other.

From Mitsugu, he obtained a lot of information. Among them, including the current ranking of representatives of the U17 first army.

Subsequently.

The unpredictable traces make it difficult to grasp, and it is even more difficult to determine the exact location of the tennis ball.

In Liu's opinion.

Whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
but.

Before Ishikawa appeared, this man was truly the number one junior high school student. And now, he is also a top player below Ishikawa, enough to be ranked in the top five levels.

He then leaned back and placed the racket perpendicular to the ground. When the tennis ball was about to fly to a high point, Tokugawa's eyes flashed and he swung the racket.

The referee confirmed the status of both sides, nodded and said: "In the first set, Ichijun Tokugawa serves, the game is over!"

"senior."

Unlike others, Liu Qing's closed eyes opened, revealing a hint of uneasiness and worry.

The ball was so fast that they were caught off guard and even failed to see the trajectory clearly. The other Yagyu, Niou and others subconsciously narrowed their eyes.

The gap between the first army and the first army is even larger than the gap between the first army and the second army. The higher the ranking, the stronger the player is. For example, Duke is ranked No. 3 and Ishikawa is ranked No. 1.

But Yukimura understood something and nodded with a smile: "This should be the reason why we have the same premonition."

"Fine market."

According to the ranking changes, the opponent may be even stronger than Duke!

After the two people on the court communicated, they both retreated to the baseline.

"What kind of serve is this?"

"I have to say, this is indeed a mythical figure in junior high school tennis."

Before the junior high school students could be surprised, the tennis ball suddenly flashed with colorful lights and kept flying above the court with its traces erratic.

"really."

Wearing white glasses, Yagyu said solemnly: "None of the subsequent appearances are simple characters."

Whoosh!
Suddenly.

The tennis ball, which shone with colorful light, suddenly disappeared.

"what?!"

Liu Sheng's expression suddenly changed.

He did not expect that the serve that he originally thought was difficult to handle would have subsequent changes.

"Disappeared?"

Nioh also narrowed his eyes.

In his impression, the disappearing skills in tennis include Aogaku Fuji's [Disappearing Serve], Sanada's invisible swing, and Ishikawa's skill [Breaking Dawn] that uses the principles of light refraction and vibration.

but.

No matter which one, there was no ball in front of him that made him feel extremely difficult.

Because he neither saw the impact point clearly nor captured the trajectory of the tennis ball, and now he cannot predict the final landing position of the tennis ball.

If he were to play in his place, he would definitely lose points on this goal.

Swish!
But this time.

Yukimura moved at the bottom line.

There was a sharp luster in his blue eyes. At the same time, the disappeared tennis ball was also reflected in his pupils.

"I see!"

With a flash of thought, Yukimura swung the racket quickly. With a bang, the ball bounced off the ground and disappeared, and he counterattacked.

"what?"

Seeing how easily he cracked Tokugawa's [Illusion Serve], many high school students were shocked.

Bang!
At this time.

Tokugawa quickly caught up, swung the tennis ball into Yukimura's backhand corner.

Snapped!
The tennis ball hits the ground.

Pressed on the junction of the bottom line and the sideline.

Tap! !
But at this time, Yukimura's figure appeared. He was wearing a coat, and there was no emotion on his face. He glanced at the tennis ball bouncing in front of him and swung the racket.

Bang!
The crisp sound spread.

Tokugawa's sharp ball was instantly countered by Yukimura. Moreover, the tennis ball flew out diagonally and hit the baseline with great accuracy.

"hiss!"

Seeing this, a high school student couldn't help but take a breath: "Is this guy serious?"

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Immediately.

On the court, Yukimura and Tokugawa constantly chased the tennis ball and used their superb skills to drive the tennis ball into the baseline, sideline, and even the intersection of the two lines.

And looking at the two people's duel where every ball was on the line and every inch was on the line, both the high school students and the junior high school students subconsciously opened their mouths.

"No, it's not."

"This guy can actually fight Tokugawa to a close?"

"Is he really a junior high school student?"

"Besides, the coat on this guy's shoulders is glued on, right?"

Someone said something, and the high school students were all shocked, and their eyes were fixed on the coat on Yukimura's shoulders.

"Liar, liar, right?"

"In such a fierce competition, he is actually playing with his coat on?"

"Gudu."

In the hearts of some high school students, the contempt they felt before the game no longer existed. Instead, he was deeply in awe of Yukimura's strength.

Bang!
At this time.

Tokugawa took a step forward and swung the racket quickly. The tennis ball accelerated and flew out, hitting the ground at a very low height and bouncing to score.

"15-0!"

In this regard.

Yukimura was not to be outdone. On the second ball, he also used his explosive power to accelerate the attack and score from Tokugawa.

"15-15!"

but.

After all, this was Tokugawa's serve, and he himself is an all-around player. The playing style is steady and it is an enhanced version of basic tennis.

There was nothing wrong with every ball. Yukimura couldn't find any flaws and scored consecutively in the next few balls. Bang!
"Game!"

"Ichijun Tokugawa, 1-0, exchange positions."

In the blink of an eye.

Tokugawa won the first game.

The atmosphere of the game also reached the climax of the first stage.

Whoops!

At this time.

Yukimura took off his jacket and threw it to Kirihara outside the venue. He walked into the court with a calm face, took out his tennis racket and started playing.

"Well."

Outside the court, Irie touched his chin and said, "Does this action mean the warm-up is over?"

Bang!
Second round.

Yukimura serves.

After gaining the advantage of serving, he did not rush for success, but always maintained the rhythm of taking the initiative in the game.

after that.

He played steadily and won the second game even though he and Tokugawa were evenly matched.

"It's very strong!"

Looking at the calm-looking Yukimura, Hakamada couldn't help but say: "This junior high school student is not on the same level as the ones just now."

"Of course."

Yuan Zhe, who was next to him, also smiled and said, "This is the Son of God Li Hai, the strongest being among junior high school students."

As the main force of Shitenhoji Temple, Tetsuya Hara had met Yukimura in the national competition.

Although the overall strength gap between the two teams was too large, he did not get a chance to play. But at that time, he was deeply impressed by Yukimura.

"Yukimura is indeed very strong."

Mao Li couldn't help but nod and said: "When I was in junior high school, he was the only person I was not sure of defeating."

Hear the words.

The expressions of other high school students also changed.

They knew that Mori's real strength was to defeat Kiritani, who was ranked 9th, and to rise to the top.

Such a master is not sure that he can beat Yukimura, which shows how powerful this junior high school student is!

The changes in the situation on the court also proved Yukimura's strength. He and Tokugawa kept each other's serve and tied the score all the way.

Bang!
The game entered the 27th minute.

Yukimura got the point from Tokugawa with a sharp smash.

"Game!"

"Second Army Yukimura, 5-5!"

"You are strong."

On the court, Tokugawa looked at the opponent in front of him solemnly and said solemnly: "And, if I guess correctly, you haven't shown your true strength until now, have you?"

"Senior, aren't you the same?"

In response to Tokugawa's question that moved the high school students, Yukimura did smile and asked: "Up to now, you should have only used 60% of your strength, right?"

"Well."

Hear the words.

Tokugawa's eyes darkened slightly.

He is indeed limiting his strength, and it is just as Yukimura said. He has been deliberately suppressing his strength to 50% to 60%.

This is a way of hiding one's strength. At the same time, it is also a self-discipline training method taught to him by Oniwa Irie.

Using 50% of the strength will test Tokugawa on how to use the smallest amount of force to achieve great results.

In the past, he had easily defeated those opponents, proving the practicality of Oniwa Irie's method.

but now.

Facing the young man in front of him, he felt a little bit troubled. Especially after thinking about the other party's age, Tokugawa felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Take a breath.

After eliminating distracting thoughts, he threw up the tennis ball. Once again, he hit that flickering, erratic serve.

And this time.

Yukimura actually didn't respond to receiving the serve.

"Ok?"

Seeing this, a high school student raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's going on with this guy? He actually gave up?"

Many other representatives of the First Army also looked puzzled.

Bang!
but.

Until the tennis ball ejected, Yukimura didn't make any move.

"out!"

Just when everyone was wondering what happened to this junior high school student, the referee suddenly said: "One wrong serve!"

"what?!"

This statement came out.

The high school students who had originally focused their attention on Yukimura all showed surprised expressions as if they were hallucinating.

"Out of bounds?"

Hakamada stared at the outside of the service line, which was obviously about 2 centimeters away from the white line, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"It turned out to be true!"

Mitsugu was also shocked.

You know, this is Tokugawa. Training day after day, he has polished various basic skills to the extreme, a player with an extremely solid foundation.

How could such a person make such a low-level mistake as a bad serve?
If he hadn't been rational enough, Mitsuya might have thought that he was hallucinating!
"So...what exactly happened?"

Others, such as Tanejima, Irie, and even Byodoin and Oni, became interested in the scene before them.

Especially Byodoin.

Before Ishikawa appeared, he regarded the other party as his number one toy. If he hadn't been defeated by Ishikawa, given the character of Byodoin, he would probably have started teasing Tokugawa at this time.

"Appeared!"

And this time.

On the side of the junior high school students, Kirihara, Jackal and others clenched their fists in excitement: "Yukimura (beach) is depriving the five senses!"

"Well"

The bottom line of the court.

Tokugawa glanced at his left hand holding the racket and frowned: "The touch has disappeared?!"

At this time, his arm seemed to be paralyzed, and he had no feeling at all when holding the racket.

but
The disappearance of the sense of touch was a bit too outrageous for Tokugawa.

"call."

Take a breath.

Tokugawa hit the tennis ball again.

Because of his previous experience, when he controls the ball, he plays more based on his serving experience.

This time, the tennis ball fell in bounds.

Yukimura on the opposite side quickly counterattacked the tennis ball. Tokugawa took action again and fought fiercely with his opponents.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The two exchanged blows quickly.

Everything seemed to be just an illusion, and Tokugawa's deprivation of touch seemed to have never happened.

"Ok?"

But at some point.

Tokugawa was about to swing his racket, but suddenly felt that his vision was quickly dimming. In an instant, his eyes turned into pitch black.

Snapped!
Rao is so.

Tokugawa still relied on his own reflexes to hit the tennis ball over.

but.

Yukimura on the opposite side jumped up and made a smash.

boom!
next moment.

Pale yellow light bloomed at Tokugawa's feet.

"0-15!"

The referee spoke.

The stadium quickly became quiet.

Tokugawa, who was facing darkness, was particularly sensitive to this quiet environment.

"Tactile, visual!"

Tokugawa frowned, and a strong fluctuation flashed through his unfocused eyes: "I didn't expect that there is a second player in this world who can deprive others of their five senses."

(End of this chapter)