[Net King] I really can't play tennis

It was gradually expanding, but the anxiety in Yukimura's heart still failed to subside.

Because he knows this is not the end, but the beginning.

"Idiot!" Sanada seemed to know Yukimura's secret worry, "The competition is not over yet, we must not take it lightly before then!"

Sanada, who had fought against that first grader, had full confidence in Yukimura, but had to consider Yukimura's physical condition.

He had just recovered from a serious illness, his memory had just recovered, and the practice time was only about three weeks, and he was still in such a hurry to play.

"Xianichiro is right," Liu nodded lightly, "Jingichi, be careful. Since the opponent is arranged in the position of singles one, it means that he has this ability, even if he can't see it now."

"Yukimura, come on." Others also cheered him on.

After pondering for a while, Yukimura took the initiative to ask: "Do you all know the triple realm of no-self?"

The limit of thousands of tempers, the limit of brilliance, and the last realm - the limit of seamlessness.

I don't understand why Yukimura would ask such a question, but everyone nodded honestly.

"Do you know how to reach the final realm?" Yukimura's tone suddenly became very light, "Unlike other realms, this realm can only be achieved by love."

However, Yukimura doesn't know what love is.

If it's painting, you just need to keep painting, and your mood will calm down.It's completely different from tennis, even if you stop, your heart will still be full of waves.

At this time, the referee's voice sounded, and it was time for a break.

Yukimura didn't have any time to wait for their reply. He reached out to pick up the racket beside him and said, "It's time for me to play."

Echizen's expression was still so relaxed and at ease, he could even treat it as if he was behind in scores.

Yes, he is different from himself.

Echizen, who has the experience of winning the National Junior Open, has always been used to fighting alone. The sense of collective honor and pride may not be the most important thing.

Because for him, being able to enjoy tennis is the most important thing.

Yukimura suddenly realized that his thoughts had drifted too far, thinking about this kind of thing now would not help the game ahead, would it?

The moment he withdrew all his attention, the situation on the field began to change dramatically.

"Thousands of tempering to the limit!" The people outside shouted the name of this move.

The strength, rotation, and moves of returning the ball have increased exponentially.

Yukimura looked at Echizen like he was looking at a wayward child, "Even if the side effects of selflessness are minimized, this alone still can't defeat me."

Tezuka dared to use this trick because he had the wonderful and precise rotation of Tezuka's domain, which could pull the ball back to his side, avoiding the untimely response caused by running.

Echizen can't do that now.

But soon, he overcame this, Yukimura smiled slightly as he looked at the double returned tennis ball.

With a backhand pull, the ball fell to the ground.

"40-15!" Yukimura finally got a point.

There is no way to go to the limit of hard work, the more extreme the situation is, the clearer the mind will be, and if one fails, the other will be opened.

Immediately afterwards, what was shown in front of everyone was the limit of talent.

"The next one is solved with six balls."

Yukimura sighed slightly in the bottom of his heart for the absolute forecast that symbolizes the opening of the ultimate gate of talent. Is this still going to be used?

The people outside the court have already started cheering for Echizen's notice, counting the number of goals for him.

But Yukimura's running was still in place, his expression became serious, and the previous smile was gone.

As Echizen's return ball went out of bounds, the voices outside the court also stopped.

"Hmph, finally showing his fangs, this is Yukimura Seichi!" Atobe in the stands snorted, as if he understood the current situation.

Afterwards, the situation completely turned to Yukimura's side.

Eliminate the five senses.

This is Yukimura Seiichi's tennis.

The secret hidden in Yukimura's tennis.

Just when everyone thought that the game would end like this, Echizen was still unwilling to give up.

Fumbled to fight back, fumbled to serve, even in the most embarrassing situation, he persisted.

Then, as if touched by the heavens, a miracle happened.

Yukimura's eyes suddenly became sharp——

finally come.

Heaven. The limit of seamless clothing.

Day [-] of Tennis Love

finally come.

As if facing a prisoner who was about to step into the guillotine, seeing the sharp knife held high in the executioner's hand, Yukimura felt relieved for some reason.

In the past, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't change the final outcome of the Kanto Competition. No matter what I did, I would eventually lose the national competition.

But this time, because of the unexpected amnesia, it became very different. Originally, Yukimura was still a little worried.

But seeing the light blooming from Echizen's body, a familiar feeling welled up in his heart, and a smile appeared on Yukimura's lips.

"Tian. Clothes are seamless?" Tezuka and Atobe in the stands were surprised at the same time, and Chitose from Shitenbaoji also trembled unconsciously with his eyes trembling, and his whole body was beyond excited.

How can it not be exciting to see the legendary realm that I have been pursuing in my lifetime-the ultimate of seamlessness.

Everyone was immersed in the changes in this game, but what was out of tune with everyone was Li Haida's calm and unusual face.

"Have you come this far yet?" Sanada sighed softly as if expected, "Yukimura..."

Liu Yuan's squinted eyes also widened a lot, and the hand holding the notebook suddenly tightened, causing many wrinkles on the cover.

"No way, this is a necessary process." Liu Qingya's voice also lowered a few degrees, "If Jingshi still can't do it this time—"

The others held their breath, looking at the scene in front of them, their minds were in a rare trance.They seem to have seen this scene in a dream, but they can't remember what happened.

Are you daydreaming?

But this scene is really unforgettable for a long time like a personal experience.

When the dazed look faded away, when he woke up again, he found that only a second had passed.

Turning around to look at everyone, I found that I was not the only one feeling this way.

Then King Ni suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Sanada, Liu, do you two know something and tell us? For example... what is the situation now?"

When they realized something was wrong, it was because of Sanada's attachment to Yukimura's memory.The contradictory approach of fearing and looking forward to Yukimura's recovery, at first Nioh felt that it was Sanada and Liu's guilt towards Yukimura.

But what I can't figure out is: Liu did this because he lost the Kanto game by releasing water, so where did Sanada's guilt come from, who has always flaunted his tennis with dignity?

Sanada didn't feel sorry for Yukimura at all, at least during the time when Yukimura was sick, he not only did all the work, but also tried his best to help Yukimura with tutoring, and even gave him strength when Yukimura was confused.

As a child, Sanada, although he couldn't feel the pain of illness like Yukimura, did his best to hold on to the [-]-game winning streak in the Kanto Tournament.

The only possibility is that they said something they shouldn't have said when reporting to Yukimura, but they also questioned Yukimura afterwards, and what Sanada told them was not false.

The last doubt was also ruled out.

But now, their performance had to arouse suspicion from others.

"What's going on?" Marui also asked, the chewing gum in his mouth had completely lost its original sweetness.

Liu Sheng adjusted his glasses and remained silent, but unconsciously turned his head to know the answer.

Both Kuwahara and Kirihara were at a loss, and after looking at each other, they both turned their attention to Sanada and Yanagi, wanting to hear what they had to say.

"You really don't know?" Liu's eyelashes trembled, and he said in a self-deprecating tone, "Jingshi..."

Before the words were finished, the situation on the court suddenly changed, and Yukimura fell into a complete disadvantage, even returning the ball became forced.

Sanada and Liu's complexions instantly became ugly, and they shouted excitedly in unison: "Yukimura (Seiichi)!"

This sound distracted Yukimura from the game, and looked sideways in the direction of Li Haida and the others, but failed to notice that Echizen's return ball had already flown towards his position.

At this moment, everyone in the arena was startled, and they all looked at the person in the center of the arena in unison.

The next thing seemed to happen along the fateful trajectory, the ball hit Yukimura's head straight with force.

A pain spread from his forehead, Yukimura couldn't help covering his head immediately, his body began to tremble due to the impact.

"Yukimura!"

"Minister Yukimura!"

"Jingshi!"

Regardless of the rules of the competition, everyone in Lihai University climbed over the fence and rushed into the competition field in desperation.

It was Sanada who signaled to the referee in time to ask for a medical timeout, so that the game would not be judged as a loss.

Echizen, who didn't expect such a result, was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, and hurried forward: "Hey, you—— are you okay?"

I know the ball I hit, Echizen didn't use too much force, and he didn't think about scoring with this ball when he returned the ball, but he didn't expect that Yukimura's reaction after being hit was so strong.

The referee was also taken aback, jumped off the chair and walked to Yukimura: "Kun Yukimura, are you okay?"

Yukimura tries hard to open