[Xinwangwang] On that distant mountain

Standing in the corner of the field.

Something invisible emanating from Ochi and the other's bearded body almost made it difficult for him to breathe.

He has also seen a lot of mental power moves in the arena, Yukimura's phantom of Nioh that destroys the five senses, and the illusory dream that Nioh used before.

Compared with Yukimura's five-sense extermination, Nioh's mental power moves are milder, or in other words, more inductive than oppressive.

And he didn't experience Yukimura's tricks face-to-face, but only caught a few wisps of spiritual coercion leaking from the court on the sidelines.He had seen Atobe frowning and complaining, but he didn't have much experience with mental power tricks.

Until now.

The light emitted from the other party's bearded body seemed to be almost the same as the state of selflessness, but it turned out to be not the case.

The oppressive feeling like facing the sun directly, and the illusion of smallness that makes oneself feel.

That person obviously didn't look at him, but he still held the racket and almost lost the ability to breathe.

And Ochi.

The tall senior who never looked back after saying a word, his invisible aura was like a murderous sword.

The surrounding air seemed to be stained with blood.

The bangs that were too long were pushed away and swayed gently in the windless venue.

If mental power is also tangible, is this the fluctuation caused by mental power?

But mental power is completely invisible, this kind of swing only shows that the tall senior is in a state of preparation for battle and is moving regularly.

it's too cold.

Ninzuzu suddenly understood the feeling that Atobe was unable to recover from double faults and ball return errors in the doubles field at that time.

Mental Assassination...

The lethality of this trick is much stronger than what they talked about while watching the excitement outside the arena!

...I really can't open my eyes.

Shinobu sighed a little, clenched the racket and closed his eyes.

Of course, it's impossible for him to put down his guard completely, close his eyes and wait for Yuezhi to "protect" him.

Speaking of which, isn't there a trick called the pupil of the heart?

He can't do things like seal his vision and play more powerful tennis, but he still has the ability to mobilize the acuity of the other four senses when he loses his vision.

...Thanks to him being a partner with Ochi-senpai, so the attack direction of such cold and murderous mental power is not towards him?

"...You two, where are you fighting people from?"

Not only Ren Zuzu, but also the Greek boy wearing a hat who was also a junior high school student also felt the sudden change in the atmosphere on the field.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and his voice became hoarse.

The bearded man deviated from his friendly attitude since the beginning, and didn't even glance to the side.

He threw the tennis ball with a blank expression on his face: "It's about to start—"

The aura expanded again.

The boy in the hat opened his eyes wide, while Shinobu clenched his racket even more tightly.

Snapped!

The moment they hit the ball, Ochi and Beard had a soaring aura.

Even the auditorium can feel that the spiritual power even raised the dust on the court that does not exist.

That is the tangible fluctuation of mental power.

Yuezhi stepped forward with a pair of long legs, and the sound of breaking through the air when he swung the racket was almost deafening.

The bearded man waved his arms vigorously, and the arc of his muscles was no different from the plaster statue in the art teacher.

"Okay... so dangerous?! That guy Yushi, what are you doing with your eyes closed! You'll be hit!"

"No, all the balls I hit avoided Shinobu?!"

"……What does it mean?"

"But having said that, the strength of high school students varies greatly..."

What can be felt in the auditorium can only be felt more clearly in the lounge.

Maori sat cross-legged on a chair in the lounge, watching the TV without saying a word.

His expression looked serious yet relaxed.

King Ni glanced at it inadvertently, and couldn't help rubbing his arms: Senior Maori's expression... Senior Ochi didn't do anything, right?Why do you act like you want to teach him a lesson?

"That's great! It's a good thing it's not Tono-senpai playing!" Kirihara, who has no ability to read air (?) or is just naturally dumb (black), smiled brightly, and Tono threw a vicious look at him.

Shiraishi watched with a wry smile: "Kirihara-san, you can't say that."

How did Li Haida raise Kirihara?

Raising people is not afraid of anything, but they are always wandering between the two unrelated personalities of "no EQ and bad temper" and "soft and cute personality and respect for seniors"...

Thinking of this, Baishi couldn't help but feel that his Caiqian was really a little angel.

And even if Xiao Jin was a little reckless...cough, at least he was obedient?

While the people in the lounge were chatting casually, the playing field in the stadium was already full of smoke and dust.

The bearded man leaped high with movements that were completely unlike what a man of his burly body could do. His movements were a bit like Yue Ren's Yue Return, but they were more skillful than Yue Return.

Strength, bounce, and delicate technique.

The more you know, the more indifferent.

With a pair of unparalleled long legs, he only needs to stand near the baseline to control the situation in the entire half.

One step can even span half the field, coupled with efficient steps, it is murderous.

He took a step back, made a half-circle with his right leg, and raised his right arm back.

Swing.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the wide-eyed boy in a hat standing in front of the net, with an expression full of indifference and murderous intent.

boom!

The hand holding the racket was shaking.

The level of sweat sliding down the forehead was like a faucet turned on.

Boom!

"OUT!"

Ochi readjusted his posture with a cold expression.

He didn't look back at the tennis ball that landed out of bounds.

Shinobu stood behind him with his eyes closed.

Yuezhi looked across the field at the bearded man with a ruthless face, and the boy in the hat who was almost completely crushed and unable to react.

To you who close your eyes, this is the world——

At this moment, Yuezhi felt the loneliness to the bone, and the fighting spirit that almost burned his whole body.

"Gamewonby Greece, 5-4!"

"Gamewonby Japan, 5-5!"

Game over.

When Ochi walked to the bottom line, he patted Shinobu with his racket: "Okay, open your eyes....Go back to your position."

Junior high school student's serve game.

No, it was the serving game of the Greek middle school student on the opposite side.

Ninzu, who was in a cold sweat from the mental force of the wanton collision in the field, was secretly relieved, and walked to the net to pose.

As for serving...

He didn't expect the middle school student on the opposite side to serve successfully.

... After facing such a confrontation of mental power, and hitting the tip of Ochi's "spiritual assassination", does he still have the strength to serve successfully?

Traces can't do it.

And just as he thought——

"Double serve!"

"Double serve!"

"Ewan, as long as you serve the ball successfully, I will take care of the rest!" The bearded man turned his head and finally recovered some of the gentle expression of the previous rounds.

But the person he was talking to didn't have the room to feel this kind of tenderness at all.

"Double serve!"

It's the end of the game.

"Not good!" The boy in the hat and sweating profusely yelled, "Why is the serve always unsuccessful?!"

Because, at such a close distance, you were watched by Ochi for two rounds without realizing it.

"Senior's spiritual assassination is so easy to break free." Mao Li muttered softly.

"Moonlight just stood there nonchalantly, staring at the opponent—" Taneshima smiled, "It can make the opponent's mental pressure continue to increase!"

"That guy still plays by watching closely." Baishi looked at the sweaty young man, half sympathetic and half proud, "There is no way to fight back like this."

Their reference objects are trace parts.

Among the junior high school students, Atobe can definitely be regarded as overwhelmingly in the upper circle. After accepting Ochi's stare (it was just a glance), it took a whole round of the game just to break free from the mental pressure.

The boy in the beanie?

Want to avoid double faults...

"The third game." Mao Li licked his lips, and finally hooked his lips: "If this game needs to be dragged to the third game."

"Gamewonby Japan, 6-5!"

The bearded man suddenly understood the reason why he asked Renzu to close his eyes.

It's not that he is worried that the middle school student will be affected by his silver light, but just...

After that guy's own tricks are used, even if it's not the target, but just the aftermath of the shock of mental power, is it enough to affect the mental state of his partner?

...How could such a person be arranged to play doubles? !

It was put together!

In that case...

In that case...

"Ninzuzu, hit this ball well." In the last game, before Ninzuzu's serve, Oshichi said calmly.

Shinozu nodded thoughtfully.

He didn't close his eyes after serving, but the ball from the opposite side still made him difficult to parry.

One hand, two hands, step back...

Useless!

Snapped!

The tennis ball and the racket landed together, and he took a few steps back with his feet. After all, he couldn't maintain his balance and fell to the ground.

He looked at the bearded man on the opposite side and suddenly burst into tears in the middle of the field: "Forgive me, boy."

Tears are at least the mercy left for you, Japanese boy, this is the world!

Shinobu who fell to the ground: ... Is that guy out of his mind? !It's just a ball. Are there any fewer walls that we have used tennis balls to tear down these years? !

The players of the Greek team are all poisonous!

However, the game that bears the honor and disgrace of the country is fighting...

Which one will die faster, the dark knife of spiritual assassination, or the tennis ball played face to face?

Ren Zu didn't know, but at least he understood that with his tolerance, it was impossible to accept such a thing as closing his eyes from beginning to end and passively bearing the indistinguishable results.

The big deal is that you can't hold the racket, and you can't serve the ball over the line?

It's better than being disfigured.

"So senior, don't let me close my eyes again." He pushed his glasses and smiled, "Although there is no way to assassinate Ochi-senpai like you can't be affected by the mental assassination of Ochi-senior like Maori-senpai, but..."

"... Whatever you want." Yuezhi said lightly, "Don't force yourself too much."

With patience, he turned the racket.

Having said that, if he stood still and closed his eyes and was still being hit by the bearded man on the opposite side, maybe the bearded man who would cry because of a ball would be shaken in his heart?

But such a victory is contrary to the purpose of the ice emperor.

Hope for "compassion" from others...

Tsk, if you can't dodge the tennis ball with all your strength, then it's destined to be bloody, and it won't become a carefully calculated and step-by-step game.

It's not because of my boundless passion and impulsiveness that I endured so much to get to where I am today.

I, the genius with a thousand faces known as the Ice Empress, am better at calm thinking and...full calculations.

The boy wearing the hat has already fallen into the spiritual assassination of Senior Ochi, so the loopholes I can use, and the attack that can cooperate with Senior Ochi...

boom!

Shinobu fell to the ground again.

He really tried his best, but the opponent's ball made him unable to fight back.

Of course, in order to complete his calculations, every time he stood up, his expression and movements, as well as the desperate impulse hidden deep in his heart...

I didn't come to the World Cup to lose.

"Gamewonby Japan, 7-5!"

The victory of the first game was won by our Japanese team!

The author has something to say:

I actually didn't understand why Dashi had to close his eyes and wait for someone to beat him, so I just wrote it like this.

Anyway, I don't think he would just wait to be smashed like Oishi.

This article by Jin Yagyu is complete!

In fact, it should be 282 no difference!But because someone else ordered it, I firmly marked Niyanagi!But the fox didn’t attack too much, so those who only eat willow shengren can probably watch it ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Recently, I saw Lou Chengsheng being insane, almost going crazy.

All day hhhhhhh.

Probably because I didn't watch the main drama, no matter how bloody the plot is, I can hhhhh it.

Then in the group play clip, Taicheng and Chengsha were silently cute.

That's bad.

Ji Ren's article was inspired by Ling Zhao.

If I continue like this...maybe I will...create a double doctor cp like Ninzu Yagyu...

In fact, someone wrote Ninzu Yagyu's cp, right?I saw it in junior high school and tried to look back but couldn't find it anymore.I remember enduring Yagyu's attack. The basic station in the 11th district was Yagyu, but the domestic Yagyu attacked more.

Hey, my fox wants to live up to expectations!

...Although I don't even stand against you, 233333.

I even felt like Maru Ren when I wrote that article.

die.