Chapter 361 Tennis that Deprives the Five Senses

"Next, the fifth match is about to begin."

"The first team representative Tokugawa Kazuya (second year of high school) vs. the second team representative Yukimura Seiichi (third year of junior high school)."

"Please prepare yourselves, both players."

The referee said.

Tokugawa and Yukimura walked into the court at the same time.

"It's finally Yukimura's turn!"

Outside the court, Kirihara of Rikkai University clenched his fists excitedly.

Marui, Jackal and others beside him were also very excited. The previous defeat of Sanada dealt them a big blow. And now, their own team leader, the strongest Yukimura, finally appeared.

You know.

Before Ishikawa appeared, this person was the veritable number one junior high school student. And now, he is also a top master who is ranked in the top five levels under Ishikawa.

"Seiichi."

Unlike others, Liu Qing opened his closed eyes, revealing a hint of uneasiness and worry in his eyes.

He got a lot of information from Mitsuya. Among them, the ranking of the first team representative of U17 is included now.

For example, in the previous game, Duke Watanabe, who defeated Sanada strongly and showed terrifying strength, was once No.3.

In Liu's opinion.

The gap between the first army and the first army is even greater than the gap between the first army and the second army. The higher the ranking, the stronger the player's strength. For example, Duke ranked third and Ishikawa ranked first.

These are the top players.

And the young man named Tokugawa in front of him is also very special. Because the opponent is the new No.3 who replaced Duke!

According to the ranking changes, the opponent's strength is probably stronger than Duke!

Such a player, even if Liu is very confident in Yukimura, still feels indescribable pressure.

"Senior."

In front of the net, Yukimura looked at Tokugawa and asked the doubts in his heart: "Have you played against Ishikawa?"

Hmm?

Hearing this.

Tokugawa's pupils shrank quietly, but soon returned to normal, and said calmly: "I think I know why I have such a premonition."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other.

But Yukimura understood something and nodded with a smile: "This should be the reason why we have the same premonition."

"Uh"

Everyone outside the court frowned, wondering what the two were talking about. However, a few people, such as Taneshima and Irie, subconsciously turned their eyes to Ishikawa on the steps.

"I have to say, this guy is indeed a legendary figure in junior high school tennis."

Taneshima sighed.

Irie beside him nodded in agreement.

From junior high school to high school, the opponent has been invincible. Including this game and many previous games, everyone has the shadow of the other party.

This invisible influence is amazing.

Afterwards.

After the two people on the court exchanged, they both retreated to the baseline.

The referee confirmed the status of both sides, nodded and said: "In the first set, Ijun Tokugawa serves, the game ends!"

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

The voice fell.

The audience's eyes fell on the young man who tapped the tennis ball at the baseline. Especially the junior high school students, they were all watching each other's every move.

Whoosh!

At this time.

Tokugawa threw the tennis ball up.

Then, he leaned back and placed the racket perpendicular to the ground. When the tennis ball was about to fly to the highest point, Tokugawa's eyes flashed with brilliance and swung the racket.

Bang!

The crisp sound was exciting.

A light yellow stream of light suddenly shot out, and the speed was so fast that it was astonishing.

Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

But.

Before the junior high school students were surprised, the tennis ball suddenly flashed with colorful light, constantly shuttling above the court, and its trace was erratic.

"What kind of serve is this?"

Kirihara, Jackal and others instinctively widened their eyes.

The speed of this ball was too fast, and they were caught off guard, and they couldn't even see the trajectory clearly. And other people like Yagyu, Niou and others subconsciously squinted their eyes.

This is not a simple serve.

The strange and unpredictable traces made it difficult to grasp, and it was even more impossible to determine the specific landing point of the tennis ball.

"Sure enough."

Yagyu, wearing white glasses, said solemnly: "None of the subsequent players are simple characters."

Swoosh!

Suddenly.

The tennis ball flashing with colorful light suddenly disappeared.

"What?!"

Yagyu's face suddenly changed.

He didn't expect that the serve that he thought was difficult to deal with would have subsequent changes.

"Disappeared?"

Nio also narrowed his eyes.

In his impression, the tennis skills that disappeared included Aogaku Fuji's [Disappearing Serve], Sanada's invisible swing, and Ishikawa's skill [Dawn] using the principle of light refraction and vibration.

But.

No matter which one, he felt extremely difficult than the ball in front of him.

Because he neither saw the hitting point clearly nor caught the trajectory of the tennis ball, and now he couldn't predict the final landing point of the tennis ball.

If he took over, this ball would definitely lose points.

Swish!

But at this time.

Yukimura at the baseline moved.

A sharp luster flashed in his azure eyes. At the same time, the disappeared tennis ball was also reflected in his pupils.

"I see it!"

With a flash of thought, Yukimura swung his racket quickly. With a bang, he hit the disappearing serve that bounced off the ground and hit it back.

"What?"

Seeing how easily he cracked Tokugawa's [Illusion Serve], many high school students were shocked.

Bang!

At this time.

Tokugawa quickly caught up, swung the tennis ball into Yukimura's backhand corner.

Snapped!

The tennis ball lands.

Pressed on the junction of the bottom line and the sideline.

Ta Ta Ta! !

But then, Yukimura's figure appeared. He was wearing a coat, and there was no emotion on his face. He glanced at the bouncing tennis ball in front of him and swung the racket.

Bang!

The crisp sound spread.

Tokugawa's sharp ball was instantly countered by Yukimura. Moreover, the tennis ball flew out diagonally and hit the baseline with great accuracy.

"hiss!"

Seeing this, a high school student couldn't help but take a breath: "Is this guy serious?"

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Immediately.

On the court, Yukimura and Tokugawa constantly chased the tennis ball and used their superb skills to drive the tennis ball into the baseline, sideline, and even the intersection of the two lines.

And looking at the two people's duel where every ball was on the line and every inch was on the line, both the high school students and the junior high school students subconsciously opened their mouths.

"No, it's not."

"This guy can actually fight Tokugawa to a close?"

"Is he really a junior high school student?"

"Besides, the coat on this guy's shoulders is glued on, right?"

I don't know who said something, and the high school students were all shocked, and their eyes were fixed on the coat on Yukimura's shoulders.

"Liar, liar, right?"

"In such a fierce competition, he is actually playing with his coat on?"

"Gudu."

In the hearts of some high school students, the contempt they felt before the game no longer existed. Instead, he was deeply in awe of Yukimura's strength.

Bang!

At this time.

Tokugawa took a step forward and swung the racket quickly. The tennis ball accelerated and flew out, hitting the ground at a very low height and bouncing to score.

"15-0!"

To this.

Yukimura was not to be outdone. On the second ball, he also used his explosive power to accelerate the attack and score from Tokugawa.

"15-15!"

but.

After all, this was Tokugawa's serve, and he himself is an all-around player. The playing style is steady and it is an enhanced version of basic tennis.

There was nothing wrong with every ball. Yukimura couldn't find any flaws and scored consecutively in the next few balls.

Bang!

"Game!"

"Ichijun Tokugawa, 1-0, exchange positions."

In the blink of an eye.

Tokugawa won the first game.

The atmosphere of the game also reached the climax of the first stage.

Hooray!

At this time.

Yukimura took off his jacket and threw it to Kirihara outside the venue. He walked into the court with a calm face, took out his tennis racket and started playing.

"Well."

Outside the court, Irie touched his chin and said, "Does this action mean the warm-up is over?"

Bang!

Second game.

Yukimura serves.

After gaining the advantage of serving, he did not rush for success, but always maintained the rhythm of taking the initiative in the game.

after.

He played steadily and won the second game even though he and Tokugawa were evenly matched.

"It's very strong!"

Looking at the calm-looking Yukimura, Hakamada couldn't help but say: "This junior high school student doesn't seem to be on the same level as those just now."

"Of course."

Yuan Zhe, who was next to him, also smiled and said, "This is the Son of God Li Hai, the strongest being among junior high school students."

As the main force of Shitenhoji Temple, Tetsuya Hara had met Yukimura in the national competition.

Although the overall strength gap between the two teams was too large, he did not get a chance to play. But at that time, he was deeply impressed by Yukimura.

"Yukimura is indeed very strong."

Mao Li couldn't help but nod and said: "When I was in junior high school, he was the only person I was not sure of defeating."

Hear the words.

The expressions of other high school students also changed.

They knew that Mori's real strength was to defeat Kiritani, who was ranked 9th, and to rise to the top.

Such a master is not sure that he can beat Yukimura, which shows how powerful this junior high school student is!

The changes in the situation on the court also proved Yukimura's strength. He and Tokugawa kept each other's serve and tied the score all the way.

Bang!

The game entered the 27th minute.

Yukimura got the point from Tokugawa with a sharp smash.

"Game!"

"Second Army Yukimura, 5-5!"

"You are strong."

On the court, Tokugawa looked at the opponent in front of him solemnly and said solemnly: "And, if I guess correctly, you haven't shown your true strength until now, have you?"

"Senior, aren't you the same?"

In response to Tokugawa's question that moved the high school students, Yukimura did smile and asked: "So far, you should have only used 60% of your strength, right?"

"Well."

Hear the words.

Tokugawa's eyes darkened slightly.

He is indeed limiting his strength, and it is just as Yukimura said. He has been deliberately suppressing his strength to 50% to 60%.

This is a way to hide his strength. At the same time, it is also a self-discipline training method taught to him by Oniwa Irie.

Using 50% of the strength will test Tokugawa on how to use the smallest amount of force to achieve great results.

In the past, he had easily defeated those opponents, proving the practicality of Oniwa Irie's method.

but now.

Facing the young man in front of him, he felt a little bit troubled. Especially after thinking about the other party's age, Tokugawa felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Take a breath.

After eliminating distracting thoughts, he threw up the tennis ball. Once again, he hit that flickering, erratic serve.

And this time.

Yukimura actually didn't respond to receiving the serve.

"Um?"

Seeing this, a high school student raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's going on with this guy? He actually gave up?"

Many other representatives of the First Army also looked puzzled.

Bang!

but.

Until the tennis ball ejected, Yukimura didn't make any move.

"out!"

Just when everyone was wondering what happened to this junior high school student, the referee suddenly said: "One wrong serve!"

"What?!"

As soon as this statement came out.

The high school students who had originally focused on Yukimura all had surprised expressions as if they were hallucinating.

"Out of bounds?"

Hakamada stared at the outside of the service line, which was obviously about 2 centimeters away from the white line, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"It's actually true!"

Mitsugu was also shocked.

You know, this is Tokugawa. Training day after day, he has polished various basic skills to the extreme, a player with an extremely solid foundation.

How could such a person make such a low-level mistake as a bad serve?

If he hadn't been rational enough, Mitsugu might have thought that he was hallucinating!

"So.what exactly happened?"

Others, such as Tanejima, Irie, and even Byodoin and Oni, became interested in the scene before them.

Especially Byodoin.

Before Ishikawa appeared, he regarded the other party as his number one toy. If he hadn't been defeated by Ishikawa, given the character of Byodoin, he would probably have started teasing Tokugawa at this time.

"Appeared!"

And this time.

On the side of the junior high school students, Kirihara, Jackal and others clenched their fists in excitement: "Yukimura (beach) is depriving the five senses!"

"Well"

The bottom line of the court.

Tokugawa glanced at his left hand holding the racket and frowned: "The touch has disappeared?!"

At this time, his arm seemed to be paralyzed, and he had no feeling at all when holding the racket.

But

The disappearance of the sense of touch was a bit too outrageous for Tokugawa.

"call."

Take a breath.

Tokugawa hit the tennis ball again.

Because of his previous experience, when he controls the ball, he plays more based on his serving experience.

This time, the tennis ball fell in bounds.

Yukimura on the opposite side quickly counterattacked the tennis ball. Tokugawa took action again and fought fiercely with his opponents.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The two exchanged blows quickly.

Everything seemed to be just an illusion, and Tokugawa's deprivation of touch seemed to have never happened.

"Um?"

But at some point.

Tokugawa was about to swing his racket, but suddenly felt that his vision was quickly dimming. In an instant, his eyes turned into darkness.

Snapped!

Rao is so.

Tokugawa still relied on his own reflexes to hit the tennis ball over.

but.

Yukimura on the opposite side jumped up and made a smash.

boom!

next moment.

Pale yellow light bloomed at Tokugawa's feet.

"0-15!"

The referee spoke.

The stadium quickly became quiet.

Tokugawa, who was facing darkness, was particularly sensitive to this quiet environment.

"Tactile, visual!"

Tokugawa frowned, and a strong fluctuation flashed through his unfocused eyes: "I didn't expect that there is a second player in this world who can deprive others of their five senses."