Net King: Power of Fantasy

On the court, Yukumo and Yukimura each stand on the bottom line.

Bang bang.

Seiichi Yukimura stood on the bottom line, trying the elasticity of the ball while observing the opponent on the opposite side, but what disappointed him was that the cloud on the opposite side was like an ordinary person, he didn’t see anything, he could only secretly raise his vigilance, he didn’t believe that the person who could hit here would be such an ordinary player.

Yukimura Seiichi’s strength is quite strong, at least it is also a Kanto level close to the national level, with his current age, he can have such strength now, no wonder he can later obtain the title of Son of God. You must know that even when everyone had not yet entered the U-17 during the national competition, there were only a few singles players at the national level, and the vast majority of them were only Kanto-level strength. With Seiichi Yukimura’s current strength, after another three years of growth, even if he had to give up tennis for a while due to illness, his strength was enough to stand at the top of all junior high school students.

Bang.

The tennis ball rushed towards the half of the cloud at a very fast speed, and after landing on the ground, it rushed in the opposite direction to the cloud.

Seiichi Yukimura’s serve is not a masterstroke, but with his powerful five-dimensional support, speed, angle, and rotation are not weak, and the power cannot be underestimated.

However, Seiichi Yukimura’s five-dimensional data is still a certain gap compared to Yuki Yun, so such a serve is not a threat to Yukumo at all.

The moment Seiichi Yukimura served the ball, Yukumo had already judged the landing point of the ball, and when the tennis ball bounced up, Yukumo’s racket was already blocked in front of the ball.

Bang.

The tennis ball that had just bounced flew back at a faster speed.

“It’s really not that simple.” Yukimura’s eyes froze, but the movements under his feet were not slow, and when the tennis ball bounced, Yukimura’s figure was already waiting there, swinging his arm and hitting the tennis ball hard.

Tennis balls flew into the clouds like arrows.

“I’m not interested in fighting any protracted battles, so let’s end it quickly.”

Looking at the flying tennis ball, Youyun muttered.

At the same time, a strange blue-purple light appeared on the body of the cloud, and then wrapped the entire racket, and the cloud at this time gave people an extremely strange feeling.

“A demon butterfly that inhabits the Zen temple.”

The light flashed in Youyun’s eyes, and the right arm holding the racket swung violently, and the racket covered in blue-purple light hit the tennis ball.

The tennis ball that was hit exploded and turned into sky-blue points of light, and then these blue points of light converged into beautiful blue anti-soul butterflies and flew towards Seiichi Yukimura.

“This is?”

Yukimura looked at this beautiful and enchanting blue butterfly, and his eyes gradually became confused, as if immersed in the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Snap.

“0，0-15。”

The referee was the first to react and reported the score, although he did not understand what this ball was all about, but tennis is now not fake at Yukimura’s court, and it is clear that this ball is scored by a cloud. But at this time, the referee also looked at the clouds with wide eyes, having been a tennis referee for so many years, he had never seen such a weird ball skill.

It wasn’t until he heard the sound of the tennis ball bouncing on the ground and the referee’s score that he suddenly turned his gaze behind him, where a yellow tennis ball was quietly parked.

Yukimura turned his head to look at the clouds on the opposite side, his eyes full of horror.

“Yukimura-san, don’t leave your hands, please do your best.”

Youyun looked at Yukimura with a smile and said lightly.

At this time, the audience outside the venue seemed to have just reacted, and they were extremely excited.

“Good, so beautiful, is this also a ball skill?”

“I’ve never seen a game like this, it’s amazing.”

“Shhh, tennis balls actually turned into blue butterflies, how did you do it.”

“It’s good to watch the game today, if I miss it, I will regret it for the rest of my life.”

“Yukimura.”

Sanada clasped his hands, he had just completely immersed himself in the scenery, completely unaware of what was happening, and by the time he could react, the tennis ball had already appeared behind Yukimura.

“I don’t know if Yukimura has any solutions.”

Sanada looked at Yukimura on the field, and his eyes couldn’t help but show a worried look.

Could it be that Yukimura is going to lose here too?

……

Yukimura took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the horror in his heart, and his face became extremely serious and solemn. In the ball just now, he didn’t even know how to lose, so he couldn’t help but cheer up.

“I have to see what’s going on.”

Yukimura threw the tennis ball high and swung his arm down sharply, sending it towards the cloudy field. After the serve, Yukimura’s eyes were locked on Yukumo’s body.

“Since you want to see it, then I’ll let you see enough.”

Youyun smiled at Yukimura’s performance, and an enchanting blue-purple light appeared on his body.

“Bang.”

Once again, the tennis ball scattered into a blue point of light in the sky, and then turned into a large number of anti-soul butterflies and flew towards Yukimura.

Yukimura looked at these anti-soul butterflies and suddenly felt a trance, and by the time he reacted, the tennis ball had appeared behind him.