Chapter 1005

boom!

The tennis ball fell beside Seiichi Yukimura.

Faced with this ball, he can only fight back.

“Diagonal kick from the right, forty centimeters from the sideline.

“Properties topspin ball, with a bouncing height of seventy centimeters, medium strength!”

Mifune Zongzheng spoke lightly.

Then he rushed towards that place calmly.

When swinging the racquet, the tennis ball landed exactly at the position Mifune Zongzheng said.

Then he actively slammed into the racquet in the hands of Mifune Zongzheng.

“Completely predict!

“Even if the minister was deprived of his five senses, he fully predicted Yukimura’s tennis!”

The people present were shocked once again.

Because the ball’s landing point and bounce height are the same as what the minister Mifune Zongzheng said.

“This is the sixth sense?’

Seiichi Yukimura’s “One Seven Three” cold sweat slipped from her forehead.

The five senses, which had been invincible, was completely restrained by the sixth sense at this time and became completely ineffective.

boom!

The tennis ball fell in front of him.

Seiichi Yukimura woke up, quickly suppressed the shock in her heart, and shook it quickly.

Snapped!

When racquet touched the tennis ball, Seiichi Yukimura’s eyes shrank into needles.

Touch!

He found his sense of touch disappeared.

call out!

Losing control of the power, the tennis ball hits the net without ever crossing the net.

“Your sense of touch is gone!”

“Yukimura!”

Mifune Zongzheng’s voice came.

People look away.

I saw my minister Mifune Zongzheng opened his eyes at some point, and had already broken free from the shackles of the five senses.

After hearing this,

Everyone’s expression was stagnant.

“No, no?”

“Is Yukimura also hit by the five senses!

“very scary!

Everyone trembled.

I didn’t expect Feng Shui to take turns, so it was Seiichi Yukimura’s turn to feel this trick so quickly.

“My sense of touch”

Seiichi Yukimura was silent.

He did feel his sense of touch disappear.

Even the touch of racquet can’t be sensed.

“continue!

Mifune Zongzheng spoke.

Seiichi Yukimura took a deep breath and tossed the ball and swung the racket.


But with Mifune Zongzheng’s counterattack.

Seiichi Yukimura noticed that the sound in his ears gradually disappeared, and the whole world seemed to fall into a dead silence.

Hearing deprivation!

“Tick~”

The cold sweat slipped from Seiichi Yukimura’s forehead and dripped onto the ground.

The loss of hearing and touch made Seiichi Yukimura’s heart a trace of fear.

This fear comes from the instinct of the body.

It can’t be suppressed at all.

boom!

Seiichi Yukimura relies on the only remaining visual serve.

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball quickly flew to the left sideline position.

boom!

Mifune Zongzheng stepped on his right foot and pulled out an afterimage of his body, and the tennis ball flew back.

At this moment.

The light in Seiichi Yukimura’s eyes was dim, completely losing its brilliance.

boom!

The tennis ball fell and bounced out.

3-0!

Mifune Zongzheng easily won the third game.

And Seiichi Yukimura’s body was also sluggish in place, losing the luster of the past in his eyes.

At this moment, he was like being in a dark and quiet place.

Looking up, there is nothingness.

Fear uncontrollably rose from his heart, making him tremble all over.

“Is this the loss of five senses?”

Seiichi Yukimura stood there blankly, looking at the darkness, losing the courage to step forward.

On the field.

Mifune Zongzheng swings serve, constantly pulling the score apart.

boom!

The score is 4-0!

Mifune Zongzheng won the fourth game!

boom!

The score is 5-0!

Mifune Zongzheng won the fifth game!

boom!

The score 6-0!

Ten minutes passed and the game was over.

Seiichi Yukimura, who is still in the first grade and has not experienced pain, can’t get rid of Mifune Zongzheng’s five senses.

Completely defeated!

“Yukimura lost?”

“The Minister is so amazing, he can seal Yukimura with only 30% of his strength!

“As expected of Minister Zongzheng!”

The second and third grade students cheered.

The depression that was suppressed by the freshman before was swept away, and I felt that the sun was shining a bit.



“Although Yukimura’s strength is good, it is far from Zongzheng!”

Echizen Ryoga shook his head without any accidents.

If a national one freshman can get a point from Mifune Zongzheng, who only uses three levels of strength.

Then Mifune Zongzheng does not deserve to be called the world’s first U-17 and the world’s strongest in the new generation.

“They are still far away!”

Tokugawa Kazuya retracted his gaze, his expression still cold.

Snapped!

on court.

Mifune Zongzheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers throughout the audience.

Seiichi Yukimura, who had been plunged into darkness, also woke up instantly.

He opened his eyes in confusion and looked around.

The final score on the scoreboard is fixed.

6-0!

Completely defeated!

“hateful!’

Seeing this, Seiichi Yukimura’s unwillingness emerged in his heart, making him clenched his fist.

I originally thought that if I became stronger, I would be able to fight against Mifune Zongzheng.

But I never thought that his minister Mifune Zongzheng only used 30% of his strength to easily kill himself.

This loss can be imagined.

“Not reconciled?”

Mifune Zongzheng came to the net at some point and looked at Seiichi Yukimura with a chuckle.

“Um!”

Seiichi Yukimura hesitated, but nodded anyway.

“Since you are not reconciled, then make yourself stronger and try to catch up!

“Yukimura, come on!” 2.0

The words are over.

Mifune Zongzheng walked off the field with racquet.

And a group of competitions also ended completely, Mifune Zongzheng ranked first, Seiichi Yukimura ranked second, Yanagi Renji ranked third.

“Yes!”

“Minister Zongzheng!”

Hearing the words of his own minister Mifune Zongzheng, Seiichi Yukimura felt a fierce fighting spirit in her heart.

This failure let him know the gap between himself and the world’s top powerhouses.

But it is also more intense, Seiichi Yukimura, making him aspire to be the world’s top powerhouse like his minister Mifune Zongzheng.

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