Net King: Power of Fantasy

“I saw it.”

Yukimura’s eyes froze, and the racket in his hand swung out without hesitation.

Bang.

It seems that tennis balls appeared in front of Yukimura’s racket out of thin air.

A dull sound sounded, and the tennis ball ran straight through the court like a bullet.

The one on the other side of the cloud did not show any surprise, as if he had expected that this ball would be beaten back.

With the continuous movement under his feet, Youyun quickly caught up with the tennis ball, slightly sideways, and his arm directly exerted force.

Bang.

The anti-soul butterflies in the sky appeared, flying towards Yukimura, this time more than the previous times.

“I have seen through this trick.”

Yukimura’s gaze seemed to penetrate the obstacles, firmly locking on the tennis ball hidden behind the anti-soul butterfly.

With a backhand swing, Yukimura’s racket hit the tennis ball accurately.

Bang.

In an instant, the tennis ball had come to the cloudy field with a strong breaking wind, slammed to the ground, and flew towards the outside of the court.

“Oh, that’s kind of interesting.”

Youyun smiled.

The footsteps flickered, and in the blink of an eye, the clouds had crossed the half, and the racket swung sharply against the rapidly approaching tennis ball.

Bang.

A crackling sound sounded, and the enchanting blue light butterfly slowly flew out, rushing towards Yukimura on the opposite side.

It’s just that this time, among the countless blue anti-soul butterflies, mixed with these strange pure black butterflies, they merged into his body without Yukimura noticing.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

Although the demon butterfly that inhabits the Zen temple has been cracked by Yukimura, Yuyun doesn’t seem to care, and uses this trick again and again.

With the continuous appearance of waves of anti-soul butterflies, tennis balls shuttled back and forth on the tennis court like a phantom, constantly falling on the ground and setting off bursts of dust, and the two ran back and forth on the bottom line, carrying out fierce confrontation.

“Hey, both of them are so strong.”

“Yes, but I really didn’t expect that Yukimura-san would crack Youyun-san’s ball skills so quickly.”

“Don’t forget, Yukimura-san’s serve Yukimura-san hasn’t cracked it yet, although I haven’t figured it out yet, but that move must be more powerful.”

“Let’s not discuss how powerful it is, Youyun’s ball skills are really beautiful.”

“yes, it really makes me reluctant to even blink.”

The onlookers expressed their feelings one after another.

The five-dimensional attributes of the cloud itself are much higher than those of Yukimura, so even if the demon butterfly that inhabits the Zen temple cannot score points in the hands of Yukimura, it is still very easy to suppress Yukimura with its powerful five-dimensional attribute, but Yuki deliberately starts to delay the rhythm of the game.

Fifteen minutes later.

Bang.

The tennis ball exploded hard at Yukimura’s feet and flew off the court.

Yukimura couldn’t react and lost another point.

“0-15。”

“How long can you hold out, Yukimura-san.”

Looking at Yukimura, whose breathing on the opposite side had become a little heavy and a lot of sweat had appeared on his face, Yuyun revealed a dangerous smile.

“This hateful smile again.”

The corners of Trace’s mouth twitched slightly, having known Youyun for so long, he knew very well that once Youyun showed such a smile, it meant that someone was going to be unlucky, and it was him who was unlucky most of the time before, and now…

“Uncle Ben wants to see what step you can achieve.”

Jibe looked at Yukimura and said a little playfully.

“Phew.”

Yukimura slowly calmed his breathing.

“It’s really awesome, Youyun-san, but the game is not over yet.”

Yukimura’s gaze became sharp, and although he was now in the inferior position, he was confident in his game.

Although he lost points in the confrontation just now, he also laid the groundwork for his five senses, and now, he only needs to wait for an opportunity.

“Youyun-san, I’ll let you see what real fear is.”

With his hand raised, Yukimura threw the tennis ball high, squatted slightly, and swung the racket vigorously from top to bottom.

“Bang.”

The racket hit the tennis ball hard, accompanied by a dull sound, and rushed towards the clouds.

A demon butterfly that inhabits a Zen temple.

Once again, the clouds repeated.

“It’s useless.”

Yukimura ignored the beautiful sight in front of him, and the racket in his hand swung out, hitting the tennis ball with precision.

“This move I have…”

“You’ve seen through this trick, it won’t work for you, you think so, Yukimura-san.”

On the other side, the voice of the clouds came slowly.

Yukimura’s heart was shocked.

“Are you sure you really see through my skills, Yukimura-san.”

Bang.

Youyun said as he hit the flying tennis ball back.

“Extinguish the five senses? I’m afraid you won’t have a chance, or honestly step in, the trap I carefully prepared for you, the double black death butterfly. ”

A pure black light appeared on the court, and the tennis ball turned into countless pure black strange butterflies, rushed straight towards Yukimura, and finally merged into his body and disappeared.

Syllable.

When these strange black butterflies rushed into Yukimura’s body and disappeared, Yukimura only felt that his body was soft, and hurriedly supported his body with a racket, so that he did not fall directly to the ground.

Bang.

A yellow light flashed, and the tennis ball appeared behind Yukimura, then rushed out of the court, hitting the barbed wire hard.