Congratulations to the king of the net for capturing a genius

更新时间2015-1-119：18：14字数：4009

"No, no matter what moves you use, no matter who you use, it won't work!"

"Yukimura Seiichi is like a child of God!"

"Perhaps it's too early." Atobe put his hands in his pockets, stared at the venue, opened his mouth as if inadvertently, but let out a faint sigh, "—to reach that state."

"Indeed, that year's growth was too rapid. It is precisely because of his high talent that he can use the moves of the powerful enemies he has fought against." Sanada half lamented and half regretted, "But look at him , the limit of comprehension that has been tempered and tempered is a good example, completely played by the door of selflessness in the applause."

"0-15!"

The young man on the field was not in a hurry to make a save again, and fell to the ground hard.

"It's meaningless to continue." Yukimura looked at him indifferently, as if he had manipulated everything in the game, including the opponent's fate. "It's better to admit defeat early. This is for your sake too."

"Absolutely... I will definitely teach you the opposite!" The little boy with dark green hair got up again, and threw the white cap on his head aside fiercely, his eyes were still as clear as before.

"Really——really a stubborn kid." Why, still persist like this?Obviously just fell down again and again.Is it still the limit of comprehension after thousands of trials?Hmph, even if you strengthen your left hand, your sluggish legs are enough to become your weakness! —Wait, what is that?

Actually moved the tempered energy wave to his legs?Then, the moment he swung the racket——shifted to the right hand again?

So fast! "15-15!"

Actually... conceded a goal?This kid - Yukimura's blue-purple eyes fluctuated slightly, his evolution rate was too fast.This kind of monster-like talent is invincible.

Liu closed his eyes but could always see everything—"Can he freely manipulate the air waves?" "How is that possible?" Qieyuan retorted unwillingly, but he could only admit the fact.

And Qingxue's banquet was already full of applause.

"By freely manipulating an appropriate amount of Qi waves, the burden on the body has been greatly reduced, and the weakness of the limit of comprehension has been successfully overcome." Fu Er is a little relieved, the growth of his junior is really amazing.And his opponent... his eyes shifted to the tall and tall man on the opposite side of the field, and Buer sighed slightly—Jingshi, your strength and invincibility will become your biggest obstacle one day ...From this point of view, you really have to thank Echizen for bringing you, failure...

"Next time, finish with only six balls!" The young man with tiny stars shining all over his body smiled defiantly.This time, it is an absolute forecast... Is it the pinnacle of brilliance?

"1!" "2!" "3!" All the audience was thinking in their hearts - Qingxue had already read it out loud - counting numbers one by one. "4!"

Yukimura still faced Echizen's increasingly tricky ball with absolute calm.This kid does have potential strength.For that matter - he agrees.And the perseverance of not giving up no matter what, is indeed worthy of recognition and vigilance.but--

"6!"

"!"—"Snap!" The yellow-green ball threw a straight yellow-green light, smashed hard on the audience, and went out of bounds.Echizen Ryoma conceded a goal!The absolute notice, the absolute notice has been breached? ! "Echizen?!" "How could you make such a mistake!" Wrong?No, it's not—the little boy opened his eyes blankly—feeling, can't feel it? !That ball just now... what happened?My body, my body can't move...

"little guy?!"

"Are you ok?!"

——It’s just to eliminate the five senses.If it was a mediocre player, I wouldn't embarrass him so much.Like a newborn child, there is a blank space, I can't grasp anything, I can't feel anything, where am I?What can I hold on to?What can I do? ...Everything is imperceptible, the most hopeless abyss, the most gloomy hollow... The painful struggle, fear and paleness deep in your heart, this time, feel it well!

——That is a gift I brought back from hell.

If there is a God, shouldn't He be omnipotent?So why would anyone not believe him?Shouldn't he be kind?So why did he allow hell to exist? ——The world beyond the control of gods is the source of abyss and disaster.

Not in the ground, not in the legend - but, in the heart.

Everyone, everyone's heart.

—I just woke it up.

——In the name of Yukimura Seiichi!

"Little one! Are you okay, little one?!"

"Echizen! You fell and got a nosebleed!"

The boy blankly raised his hand to wipe under his nose, and saw the wet blood. "Really?! I didn't feel it at all." Looking up, he met a pair of beautiful blue and purple eyes: "What's wrong? It's not your fault."

"I see you—you seem to have lost your sense of touch."

"!"how come?How would he know?

Yukimura didn't have the desire (harmony?) to explain, turned around and walked to the backcourt. —It's almost over, boy.

"Finally. Yukimura has finally played his real tennis." Powerful, flawless, terrifying, and without any dead ends... With that, Yukimura is Lihai's No. 1, and no one can doubt it.No one can break free from such a stunt.Even a slight weakness of mind will cause a collapse, and it will—— never want to play again!Having experienced it before, even just looking at it like this... will arouse fear.

Throw the ball and hit it!Echizen stared at the small ball flying at high speed, ran, swung, hit the ball——! ! !Can't feel it!It's like...waving an empty racket...isn't it?No feeling... no feeling of catching the ball... no, why, why it's like... totally empty...

"Deprivation of touch?!" In the stands, the red-haired boy and the egg-headed boy turned their heads to look at the bandaged man in surprise—how is this possible? ! "The sense of touch is a general term for pain, position, hearing, vibration, and bodily sensations including the ability to recognize three dimensions. Yukimura wants to deprive Echizen of all the senses."

"How can such a thing be done?!"

"That's true logically, but Echizen hits a miss that even he couldn't have predicted, and then he lands and falls, and he doesn't even realize he's got a nosebleed—how can that be explained?"

Gan could see the disappearance of Echizen's sense of touch, but he couldn't see Echizen's current state of mind—he was struggling with the overlapping and deepening fear in his heart. ...No matter where the ball hits, the opponent can hit back, and no matter what, he can't escape the opponent's palm...As long as you see his calm and sharp eyes, you will have this feeling, this feeling...I know it, I know it It's an effect created by the opponent...but still, it's unavoidable to feel fear...

Yips, who is unable to engage in sports activities due to mental reasons, is like being deprived of the five senses... Terrible, this kind of tennis is really terrible.However, this is Yukimura Seiichi's tennis.

"What's the matter, boy? You can't beat me with your groping way of playing."

"You don't need to meddle in your own business!" Damn it, if you keep fighting, it will always be resolved!In the field of tennis, I can become stronger and stronger until I defeat all opponents!Even if you can't feel the ball, you can judge through experience——! ! !what happened? !Well, so dark...

It was as if, the light of the whole world was suddenly taken away...

Fortunately, there is still sound, I can hear it, as long as I hear the sound of the ball breaking through the air, I can catch it!coming!Call back!Yes, call back!Even if I lose my sense of sight, even if I can't see it, the action of hitting the ball has permeated my whole body. It started when I was not as high as the racket. I am so familiar with it that I can accurately capture it through the slightest cracking sound. ...As long as you can hear the sound, you can build the appearance of the whole world...

sound? !

what happened? !Listen, can't you hear? !Obviously, on the court, there should be the sound of wind, the sound of the audience shouting, and the sound of tennis balls hitting the ground... But, they don't know where they are going? !This, how is this possible...

The voice...disappeared? !

"Could it be that you can't even hear with your ears?"

"Cheer up, little one!"

Momoshiro and Kikumaru looked at the out-of-focus boy who was stumbling back and forth on the court, and shouted anxiously and worriedly—but it was useless.He can't hear.

Yukimura's tennis is too cruel.Sanada called him softly, but couldn't say anything after all.It has always been like this, even if you get along with him for a long time, you still can't enter Yukimura's world.He is always alone, always alone, the scenery he sees is different from others, those ambitious men have it, but Yukimura's heart is extraordinarily deep, especially after returning from illness.He can't see through.

"This is my tennis."

There is no way out for yourself or others.

Not caring about his opponent's lack of focus, Yukimura made a strong serve without hesitation.Echizen was tentatively walking in confusion, and took two wrong steps forward, just in time to meet the high-speed rotating yellow-green sphere. "Ah!" The moment Echizen fell heavily to the ground, the referee's voice sounded in the audience—"Li Hai is affiliated, 4-0!"

"What an embarrassment."

"Is this the Echizen Ryoma who defeated many strong men?"

So embarrassed, so confused... "Enough! Mr. Long Ma, enough is enough! Don't continue!" Everyone in Qingxue couldn't stand it anymore, they closed their eyes and turned their heads away—that proud first-year star, Stumbling, walking ignorantly, tentatively, falling...

——"You lost. But even if I say that, the voice can't reach you."

Echizen lay on the ground, he was in a vast white world, he couldn't see or feel anything outside: What's wrong?What happened? "You lost." Lost?You say I will lose?will i losedon't want!I don't want to lose. ——Why, is it so painful?It turns out that playing tennis is so painful?

"Are you happy?" - Dad? !his voice? !

"Ryoma, tennis, I'm very happy!"——Such a father, it seems, is like when he was young...At that time, he was just a little..."Ryoma, did you lose?" It’s far away!”—Is it like this, every day, every ball, I keep losing, I keep losing, but I don’t admit it, I don’t give up, I still keep playing... I keep saying "it’s still far away" My own self, the earliest and the earliest, what kind of mood was it that shouted?

——"It's really stubborn."

——"Hey, it's coming!"

It seems, as if I saw my young self, wearing a hat, holding a children's racket, with a big smile, running past me like the wind... At that time, was he five years old, four years old, or three years old?I don’t remember, but since I can remember, tennis has been in my life!

"If you're limited to the river you see with your eyes, you're still far behind. See the essence of your heart, Ryoma."

Inner, inner... Essence!

In Yukimura's wide-open eyes, a small Echizen was reflected - although he stumbled, although his body was covered with bruises... But, he stood up again!

"Why? In this state, no one wants to continue fighting anymore. But this kid..." Still going on?Obviously, he should be overwhelmed by the fear and exhaustion in his memories, but his entire soul has already fallen into the hell deep in his heart... He actually stood up again?

"That's right...it's absolutely impossible for me...to hate tennis! Because...because..." So many people are moving forward, running, chasing, and looking forward to such a small ball... Fighting one after another, falling down, failing and struggling again and again, but still insisting on standing on this field and meeting one challenge after another...

"...Hey, Ryoma, are you enjoying playing tennis?"

"Hehe." Old man, I got it, my answer - "playing tennis is fun!"

"what!"

"!!"

"!!!"

"What happened?!" So dazzling!Bright, incomparably bright, lighting up the entire venue, green light...is this—?

"This is—the deep state of selflessness."

"Could it be the last door that hasn't been opened—the limit of seamlessness?!"

The dazzling light subsided little by little, and Yukimura lowered the arm covering his eyes—"Is the limit of seamlessness? I will see through it." No matter what kind of tricks, they can't escape the essence.