Net King: Power of Fantasy

“0-30″

“How’s it going, Yukimura-san, do you see clearly?”

Youyun asked.

“Kazami-san’s strength is really powerful, but I won’t easily admit defeat.”

Although Yukimura has conceded two goals in a row, it has not been affected.

“In that case, let’s continue.”

Bang.

“0-40。”

Bang.

“GAME, the wind sees the clouds, 1-0.”

Yukimura lost the first game without suspense, facing the demon butterfly inhabiting the Zen temple, Yukimura had no choice but to fall into a trance again and again, and then watched the tennis ball appear behind him, losing the score, but he already had a little guess in his heart.

But now it’s Cloud’s serve, and he can only prove his guess afterwards.

Bang bang.

The clouds beat the tennis ball, and an invisible force wrapped the tennis ball.

“Next, let you feel something new.”

Youyun grabbed the tennis ball, threw it up, raised his arm, and hit the racket on the tennis ball.

The tennis ball rushed through the court, landed and quickly flew towards the outside of the court, on the surface, the power, speed, angle, and rotation of this ball were one point stronger than Yukimura’s serve just now, but if it was just that, there was no way to threaten Yukimura.

Yukimura quickly ran to the landing point of the tennis ball, ready to hit the ball back, but when Yukimura was about to swing the racket, his whole body seemed to be bound by an invisible force, unable to move, and could only watch the tennis ball fly in front of him.

“15-0。”

“A balance of movement and static.”

The voice of the cloud on the opposite side came slowly.

“What just happened? Why did Yukimura suddenly stop moving? ”

“I don’t know, although the ball just now was fast and the angle was tricky, Yukimura had already run in front of the ball, why did it suddenly stop.”

“I don’t know.”

…….

“Is it really spiritual power.”

Yukimura’s mental power is very high, and he has already felt something strange when facing the demon butterfly that inhabits the Zen temple, and after the ball just now, Yukimura can finally be sure that Yukumo is the same type of tennis player who is good at spiritual ball skills as himself. But after knowing this, Yukimura’s heart became even heavier, he himself has the Five Senses Ball Killing Skill, so he knows very well how terrifying this type of ball skill is.

However, Yukimura is very confident in his mental power, and since he knows that Yuyun uses spiritual ball skills, he believes that he can crack it.

“Youyun-san, I already have a certain understanding of your skills, so next, I will fight back.”

Yukimura looked at the clouds on the opposite side and said slowly.

“yes, that’s great.”

Youyun smiled and didn’t say anything more about it, but prepared to serve.

The trail department outside the court couldn’t help but snort when they heard their conversation, as the number one victim of Youyun’s ball skills, besides Yukumo himself, he was the second person to understand the power of these skills, far from being as simple as Yukimura thought.

Bang.

Yukumo served again, but this time instead of having a lot of spins and tricky angles like the previous one, it flew towards where Yukimura was at breakneck speed.

“In that case, then I’m not welcome.”

However, as soon as Yukimura was about to run, the whole person froze in place, and the feeling of being bound by an invisible force appeared again, only this time, he could only stand in place, unable to even move.

“30-0。”

“Yukimura-san, I think it’s better if you don’t underestimate my skills.”

Youyun raised his hand and served again.

Bang.

“40-0。”

Bang.

“GAME, the wind sees the clouds, 2-0.”

……

“I didn’t understand.”

“I didn’t understand either.”

“Could it be that what kind of strange ball technique?”

Now the situation on the field is extremely strange, except for Yuki and Yukimura and the trail department outside the field know the real situation, in the eyes of other spectators, it is Yuyun serve, and Surviving only moved on the first ball, and the rest of the time he stood in place and did not resist, allowing Yuyun to score.

Yukimura’s face was already a little ugly, this was the first time since he started playing tennis, he was won two games in a row, and he didn’t even get a point.

However, the game still has to go on, and now it’s his turn to serve, and Youyun is likely to use that tennis ball into countless anti-soul butterflies again, and how to crack this trick is what he needs to consider the most now.

“Phew.”

Taking a deep breath, Yukimura slowly calmed his mood.

Throwing the ball, bending the knee, swinging the racket, is still the standard swing action.

Bang.

The tennis ball streaked across the court and landed heavily on the cloudy half.

“It’s worthy of Yukimura, but unfortunately, it’s useless to me.”

Youyun said, the racket in his hand had firmly intercepted the tennis ball.

Syllable.

Blue light butterflies fly out, even if you see such a scenery many times, I am afraid that you will not feel tired.

But at this moment, Yukimura was not in the mood to enjoy this beautiful scenery, and he was desperately resisting the feeling of dizziness in his head.

Yukimura used his spiritual power to the extreme, and finally captured the trajectory of tennis among the countless anti-soul butterflies.