Net King: Power of Fantasy

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There was silence for a while, but in the end, Sanada didn’t say anything more, lowered his head, turned and walked out of the ward, closing the door.

Outside the ward, Liu Lian’s second-class Lihai University’s main selection is here.

“Ugh.”

Yukimura’s cry full of pain sounded from the hospital room and reached the ears of Sanada, Yanagi and others outside the door.

“Why, why is this so, why.”

Although Yukimura himself is outside the picture, he can feel all the emotions of Yukimura in the picture.

It was as if he was experiencing it all firsthand.

Even if he was trapped in the fourfold enchantment of Eternal Night before, Yukimura had never been so panicked and frightened for a moment as now.

That feeling of pain, helplessness, hesitation, and despair seemed to pull him into the bottomless abyss, never to see the light of day.

The picture disappears and a new one appears.

It was a health room, and Yukimura walked back and forth on a plastic floor with his hands on the armrests on either side, and a nurse stood to the side, looking at him with a worried face.

Although Yukimura had sweated profusely and shortness of breath due to excessive exercise, the resolute expression on his face and the unyielding eyes seemed to be silently speaking.

He is lucky that he will never succumb to illness and fate.

Finally, after his continuous struggle and hard work, Yukimura returned to the court and led Lihaida to win the national championship, achieving an unprecedented national triple consecutive championship.

“So, is that so.”

Yukimura muttered.

On the court, the look of panic and fear on Yukimura’s face disappeared, and his face gradually calmed down.

A lonely dark world.

“If I go through these blows too, will I be able to get back on my feet like in the picture?”

Yukimura began to ask himself in his mind.

At the same time, the picture in front of him disappeared again, and a new picture appeared in front of him.

This picture, unlike the previous false stories that seemed to be carefully woven up, was a real event that had actually happened in his memory.

It was more than a month ago, after he lost to Yuyun in the final of the Kanto Tournament, and the two faced each other in front of the net.

“Yukimura, may I ask you a question.”

Yukumo looked at Yukimura seriously.

“Huh? What problem? You ask. ”

Yukimura said with some doubt.

“Yukimura, what if one day, you hit your five senses in the game, you can’t see the ball, you can’t hear the sound, you don’t even feel the touch of the ball, what will happen to you?”

Yukimura felt that Yukimo’s gaze seemed to look straight at him through the picture.

This question was also in front of him again.

And this time, the problem is also a simple problem, a fact that he is experiencing.

“What would I do?”

Yukimura looked at the silent dark world around him, where he could feel nothing.

“My answer, as at that time, even if I can’t see the ball, I can’t hear the sound, I don’t even feel the touch of the ball, I can’t shake my determination to want tennis, no matter what happens in the future, I will never give up tennis, because…”

On the court, Yukimura’s voice reached the ears of everyone outside the stadium.

“Huh? What happened? Could it be that Yukimura is going to break free from the world where all five senses have been lost? ”

Everyone outside the venue glanced at each other, and then focused their attention on Yukimura, waiting for the next development.

“I feel more joy than anyone else to be able to play tennis.”

A flash of essence flashed in Yukimura’s eyes, and the lonely dark world around him shattered like a mirror.

The sight returned to light, and the surrounding sounds also came into the ears again, and all five senses returned to the body.

Bang.

The tennis ball landed beside him, then bounced off the ground and flew off the court.

“The game is over, the score is 6-0, the winner, the wind is cloudy.”

After announcing the final result, the trail department left the referee’s seat.

Bang.

After the match, Yukimura, who had relaxed, fell directly to the ground.

In the match just now, his physical exertion was not large, but the energy consumption was extremely serious, and now Yukimura is very tired.

“How’s it going, Yukimura, are you okay?”

Yukumo walked around the net, walked to Yukimura’s side and pulled him up from the ground.

“It’s fine, no problem.”

Although Yukimura’s face was a little pale, his eyes flashed with this bright brilliance that could not be concealed.

“It seems that after the competition just now, your spiritual power has been breakthrough, congratulations.”

The bright brilliance in Yukimura’s eyes was naturally the eyes that did not hide from the clouds.

“This is also thanks to you, if it weren’t for your help to me, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have been able to break free from that dark world with all five senses, your ball skills are still as terrifying as ever.”

Yukimura shook his head, in the fourfold enchantment of the eternal night, it was those images that suddenly appeared that pulled him back from the brink of collapse.

He knew that those pictures that suddenly appeared must be inseparable from the clouds.

“It’s just that what makes me more curious is, what exactly did you do to me?”

Yukimura asked with some doubt.

“It’s nothing, it’s just to make you have a dream, and the other thing is to let you know that if you want to grow quickly, you can only go through hell.”

Youyun said with a smile.

“In this way, no matter what, I still have to thank you, I hope we will have a chance to fight in the future.”

Although Yukimura still can’t fully understand the meaning of Youyun’s words, he still thanked Youyun.

The two walked out of the court and came to Tezuka, Sanada and others, and the group left the playing field.

The surrounding spectators saw the clouds and walked towards the outside of the stadium, and also knew that the game was truly over, and left the audience one after another.

“Such a strong spiritual power, the wind sees the clouds, and it is really a shocking potential and strength.”

Maybe the match just now made other spectators watch in the clouds, but as a reporter for a professional tennis monthly, how could he not know what the scene that happened on the court just now represented.

Inoue Mamoru watched Yuyun and the others leave, whispered to himself, and then left here as well. _

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