Net King Returns to the First Generation

"Then I'll serve! Son of God, Mister!"

This sentence made Yukimura almost laugh.

The child looks confident and radiant, but his attitude is only in the realm of selflessness... Aha, but this kid is born with good conditions, even if he makes such a gesture, he doesn't seem to be annoying.

It's different from the juniors who want people to put sacks on everything they say, and really want to teach them how to behave in the world.

He looked at the Ryoma jumping across from him.

"big Bang!"

Power ball?

Yukimura restrained his smile a little, rushed to the landing point in a few steps, and swung his racket.

Snapped!

"There is more than enough strength, but the ball is simple..." he commented.

"Hey!" Ryoma swung his racket again.

The people outside the field announced the name of the move for him: "That's the 'Bible' Baishi's... round table whirlwind ball!"

"Wow! The ball can separate (separate) body!"

Divide (separate) body?

The skill of letting the ball disperse is just a skill.In the final analysis...

"The ball will not be separated (separated), there is only one!" Yukimura said while swinging his racket.

Snapped!

"The ball... the ball disappeared?"

"This is Chitose's 'God Hidden'!"

disappear?

"The ball won't disappear." Yukimura swung his racket and turned his head to the side. "How long can you hold on? The state of selflessness. It's just a waste of energy."

"You are very particular about practicality!" Long Ma replied.

He went faster, and then...

"Ray! That's Sanada's Lei!" the audience shouted in surprise.

thunder?

Genichiro has practiced the moves for so long, even if he knows the basic skills because of the no-self state, what he plays is far from the real thunder.Yukimura thought so.

He continued to patiently and instructively said: "I have seen this move many times."

"! Even Sanada's Leidu?"

"Of course! Yukimura has no reason not to know about Sanada's moves!"

"! The next action is...?!"

"Super invincible cosmic thunderbolt big trick - big wheel Shanlan!"

bang...

Facing the whirling tennis ball, Yukimura raised his eyebrows.

He pressed his jacket with his left hand leisurely, raised his right hand, rotated his wrist, took a step back, and swung his racket——

Snapped!

The tennis ball passed under the feet of Ryoma, who hadn't landed, and hit the corner of the center line.

The dragon horse fell to the ground in a daze.He raised his head and looked at Yukimura opposite, the young man who looked as delicate as Fuji-senpai but gave people a sense of majesty put down his left hand on the coat: "Is it just to this extent?"

"I said, think carefully when you use these tricks. Those people you have used so far are all my defeated opponents. I won't be unable to handle the defeated opponent's tricks."

The boy's slightly curly purple-blue hair was on the side of his face, and the arc of his lips was more cold than gentle: "If you want to win, you should work harder."

Is this... Yukimura Seichi?

God's son……? !

Ryoma blinked and laughed, "Tennis is really interesting!"

As the words fell, a more intense white light ignited on his left hand.

This is--

The limit of hard work.

It seemed that he had made up his mind to carry the "commentary" to the end. In this game, Yukimura, who was particularly talkative, said in a gentle tone that made the backs of Li Hai and others watching: "Is it the limit of hard work? The first door of the esoteric meaning of the selfless state opened by Tsukasa, that is, to concentrate all the power of selflessness on the left wrist, minimize fatigue, and counterattack with double the power and rotation force of the opponent. However, because this move often He will take care of one and lose another, so Tezuka is the only one who can use it in perfect combination with his domain. Your words... as long as you don't fight back with double power, there is no threat!"

"You still have a long way to go to reach Tezuka's level," Yukimura said.

His tone was very light, but he slammed every single word on the field, causing those who could hear him nearby to lose their words.

Boom!

The tennis ball hit Ryoma's back.

Press the bottom line.

"Gamewonby Yukimura, 1-0!"

Boom!

"Gamewonby Yukimura, 2-0!"

Boom!

"Gamewonby Yukimura, 3-0!"

Looking at Ryoma whose expression started to change, Yukimura deepened his smile: "I've said it all, no matter what kind of tricks or whoever's special skills...it's useless to me if I'm defeated."

"Tennis is indeed very interesting, but little brother, you'd better think about how to play tennis."

Everyone at Likai University heard Yukimura's words.

They coincidentally showed expressions of emotion: "Xingmura is in a good mood today? Are you still free to talk to that kid?"

"That's right, I don't know how many first-year students in the department are waiting in line to have a heart-to-heart talk with the minister." Kirihara, who didn't know when he came back, said angrily, "The little dwarf got ahead of him?"

Marui saw through his thoughts at a glance: "What about you? Do you also want to talk to Yukimura?"

"...Me...hahaha." Kirihara smiled dryly, touching the back of his head and sat back on his seat, "Of course I'm giving up the opportunity to the younger generation, hahahaha."

Sanada frowned: "That one-year-old is indeed growing very fast."

He remembered the game he played just now to restore that kid's memory.

If the boy's growth trajectory is depicted in a game at once, from the beginning to the end to the extent that he defeated Atobe... Such progress...

but……

"Although with his excellent talent, he can absorb all the unique moves of the powerful enemies he encounters, but you can see his appearance. The move'the limit of tempering and tempering' is a ready-made example. He can't even fully complete Grasp. The foundation is too weak!" Sanada frowned.

"But it's enviable?" A soft voice sounded.

Everyone looked back, and found that it was the current annual Urayama Shiita, who was in the front row behind the rest area. Don't treat it as a key seedling.

The boy with a strange blush on his cheeks opened his eyes wide: "In such a situation surrounded by powerful enemies, he can continue to improve his strength... I'm really envious! That guy named Echizen, in the face of such a crisis, is still the same. It looks like you're enjoying it, I'm really envious."

Everyone else around him couldn't help showing panicked expressions.

And Sanada couldn't help but wanted to stand up.

Liu was held down.

After re-tying the bandages, Liu stood up and pressed Sanada's shoulders, facing Urayama himself: "If you are envious, try to do it."

"Huh?" Pu Shan blinked in confusion.

"In the face of crisis, try to enjoy it. Isn't this kind of thing difficult to do?" Liu Dan said, "Pu Shan, if you just look at it enviously, don't say that you are a big Lihai person. "

"In addition to the pursuit of victory, Li Haida's inheritance has another point, that is, never give up hope."

"We pursue victory and never admit defeat. No matter what kind of adversity it is, we must have the courage and motivation to move forward."

He turned around, walked to his seat and sat down: "Improve your strength when you are surrounded by powerful enemies, and enjoy the crisis in the face of a crisis... Isn't this what Li Haida should do for granted?"

Pu Shan nodded with a vague understanding.

Seeing his appearance, King Ni couldn't help but raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Puff, Liu, don't talk too profoundly, you still need to be patient when teaching younger generations. Look at Kirihara, how long did it take us to be like him? What does it look like?"

"What is it? What does it mean to barely look like it!" Kirihara said dissatisfied.

And Liu glanced at Kirihara, and sighed: "Hey, maybe Chiya has exhausted my patience. But forget it, Urayama, you should watch the game seriously. Anyway, Yukimura can't lose."

"Others, go back and talk about it."

"Ah, yes!" Pu Shan nodded in response.

In the field, facing Yukimura's words, Ryoma raised his hand with his racket: "I will definitely convince you to lose!"

"Really?... I think you need to lose a few more times to be more cute." Yukimura turned around, "If you are too arrogant, it will really make people angry."

boom!

"It's useless! Tried and tested, it has been sealed!"

"!"

"He concentrated his tempered vigor on his feet?!"

"Going to catch up! Well, the racket has changed to the right hand!"

"Qi Jin moved to the right hand again!"

Snapped!

"It's a move! The double strike of 'Thousands of Trials'!"

Good job?

Yukimura raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He arrived at the landing point very quickly. Although it was a double hit, he didn't use much force for the ball just now, so...

"Got it?!"

"The Son of God is indeed invincible!"

"Touching a tennis ball...?!"

"Swipe B!"

The tennis ball passed the same trajectory as B, Yukimura turned his head to watch the tennis ball passing by.

His smile deepened: this kid... is quite interesting.

"15-40!"

This is the first point Longma scored in this game.

And after this point, the cat-eyed boy raised his racket to Yukimura: "Next... I will score on the fifth ball!"

The fifth ball...?

"The limit of your talent." Yukimura shook his head and smiled, "I've said it all, the tricks of my defeated opponent are useless to me."

"The limit of hard work is like this, so is the talent..."

"Looks like you don't listen to anything. So... let's see it in tennis."

"It's time for you to take a look at my tennis game, Yukimura Seichi."

"Hmph, don't talk big!" Long Ma said.

Ryoma's serve.

Everyone in the audience heard the announcement of the five goals.

They couldn't help counting.

One!

two!

three!

Four!

five!

On the fifth ball, the dragon horse with white light on its body leaped high.

But Yukimura's eyes gradually turned cold.

He looked at the leaping Ryoma and stood up straight.

What's going on here?

When everyone didn't know why, Ryoma swung his racket, and the ball he hit quickly jumped out of the court.

home run? !

This is undoubtedly out of bounds!

It's just a smash, how come? !

Where the eyes were focused, the small boy staggered after falling to the ground.

"It's hard... I'm going to score on the fifth ball..." He raised his head, trying to be calm.

but……

"Little one, what's wrong with you?! Why is your nose bleeding?!" Kikumaru said anxiously.

Nosebleed...? !

Ryoma dazedly stretched out his hand to wipe his nose, and really saw blood in his palm.

how come?I don't feel anything at all!

"It's about to start, Yukimura's tennis." This scene made the rest of Li Haida know it well.

After three rounds, Yukimura finally started using Yips.

Nioh closed his eyes and felt the spiritual power in the air: "It's still so scary, Yukimura."

Ryoma, who stood up again, gradually fell into the whirlpool.

no feeling……

I don't feel like hitting the ball...

Did I hit it? !

"Did you feel it? This is the case." Yukimura said lightly, "You are about to lose your sense of touch."

"The sense of touch mainly includes the sense of orientation, pain, pressure, vibration, and three-dimensional cognition. It is a general term for somatosensory." Gan explained, flipping through his notebook, "This is part of Yukimura's Yips trick. Next, Yips also deprive opponents of their five senses.  …Sounds like a myth, doesn’t it?”

"Is this why Yukimura is called the 'son of God'..." Kikumaru asked in a daze.

Yes, the trick of the Son of God.

Before getting sick, it was only to the extent of "deprivation of the five senses".It makes people lose control of their muscles technically, and further strengthens the effect mentally.At that time, the "elimination of the five senses" was much simpler.

And after experiencing the painful life in the hospital, and the despair that he thought he couldn't survive... Yukimura's Yips was already full of more spiritual attacks.Completely turned into a trick that can ruin a person's tennis career.

Desperate?

Helpless?

Alone in the dark with nowhere to go and no way out?

There is no light.

Such a world... have you ever experienced it?

Yukimura raised the corners of his lips: "How is it? Little brother? The way you fumbled for each ball... After the touch, you almost can't see it."

Can't see it?

That's right, why is it... so dark?

Where am I?

Still on the tennis court?

But I am not reconciled!How can you lose?

Even if I lose my sense of touch, even if I can’t see, my body is still familiar with every stroke, so as long as I can hear the sound——

! !

"I was thinking, as long as I can hear the sound, can I continue to play with my body's memory?"

"But now, you can't even hear the voice."

pat.

The sound of a racket falling to the ground.

and also--

"Gamewonby Yukimura, 4-0!"

Inside and outside the stadium, there was no sound at this moment.

They looked at Echizen blankly, and fumbled to pick up their rackets.

The fifth game was his serve.

He groped to pick up the tennis ball again, then lightly tossed it, and swung the racket...

Failed.

The tennis ball fell to the ground.

Ryoma had no choice but to squat down and continue to fumble to pick up the tennis ball.

With such a feeling, Qingxue's onlookers couldn't help but burst into tears.

Even Ryoma himself on the field couldn't bear it: Will I lose...

But I don't want to lose!

How could it be so uncomfortable... Is it so painful to play tennis?

He remembered things from his childhood.

The look of being teased by the disrespectful old guy at home holding a racket.

And I obviously hate such an old guy, but I still can't help but stare at the racket.

Tennis...should be fun!

He struggled to touch the tennis ball and stood up: Yes, tennis should be fun!

I... have to persevere!

His persistent appearance made it difficult for the people in Qingxue to look at it any longer.

Coach Ryuzaki also burst into tears.

Yukimura was also surprised for a moment: By this time, are you still planning to give up?

"I will never..." Ryoma muttered.

I definitely won't... grow to hate tennis!

because……

Tennis is fun!

At that moment, the light that bloomed from Ryoma holding the tennis ball stunned the entire audience.

This... what is this? !

Could it be...? !

"The limit of seamlessness." Yukimura raised his head slightly after reading this word by word, and saw a figure of a man in a black monk's robe appearing at the audience exit at the top.

It really is that person's child, this kind of talent is really enviable.

"Have you recovered your five senses?" Yukimura flicked his racket, and looked at Ryoma opposite him: "Not bad, cheered up."

"I said it, I will convince you to lose!"

"Really?" Yukimura exhaled, "If that's the case..."

He raised his left hand and grasped the edge of his coat.

wow.

Yukimura, who took off his coat with one hand, threw the coat aside. The calculated movements and the strength of his hands made the coat land on the coach chair on the sidelines.

He moved his neck: "Since it's the limit of 'seamless clothing', then I'd better be serious."

His smile became warm for the first time in this game: "Let me see it, yours, 'the limit of seamless clothing'!"

Snapped!

"Hey, referee, don't you still make a decision?!" Ryoma said with a smile after finishing the ball.

"Ah, I'm sorry! It's too fast!" The referee said quickly.

He called the cameraman on the side to make a rewind judgment.

That ball just now...

After slowing down several times, it was finally determined that the ball was in bounds.

"15-0!"

Snapped!

"30-0!"

"40-0!"

"Gamewonby Echizen, 1-4!"

"That guy actually..." The audience was in an uproar.

"I actually won a game under the hands of Yukimura Seiichi, the son of God!"

"The limit of seamlessness?!" Li Haida's auditorium also became a little confused.

"What is that thing?"

"Which one is the top among the three mysteries?"

"Could it be that Minister Yukimura..."

"Hey, let me tell you that you should also see clearly." Nioh lifted his coat and sat up straight. He turned his head and put a finger on his lips: "You can see Yukimura's expression clearly now."

Yukimura... what is his expression now?

……Eh? !

Why is it exactly the same as when you encounter something interesting? !

There is no panic at all!

Could it be that……

"I just want to see the extent of that kid's 'seamless clothes'. Don't be too panic." Nioh turned his head, "Xingcun hasn't taken it seriously yet."

"Gamewonby Echizen, 2-4!"

"Gamewonby Echizen, 3-4!"

"Gamewonby Echizen, 4-4!"

"Chasing... tied?!"

"Great Ryoma!"

Qingxue's rest area cheered.

Holding the notebook dryly: "The limit of seamlessness... The power of selflessness is accumulated in the body, and then in some form, it is released to the parts of the body that are needed without any waste, and it is expanded and exploded. In other words, it is probably It’s like the evolutionary version of the whole body that Echizen showed before and transferred the tempered training to other parts.… Try to explain it as much as possible, but we can’t easily explain this situation.”

He sighed rather regretfully.

The people who listened to his words were all mosquito-repellent eyes: Senior, what are you talking about...?

After four innings, Nanjiro had already walked off the field slowly.

He greeted Coach Ryuzaki: "Hi, old woman."

Coach Ryuzaki managed to stop his tears: "Hey, Nanjiro, your son has already reached the same level as you."

! !

Nanjiro? !

Could it be that this man who looks like an unscrupulous monk is...

That Echizen Minamijiro? !

"Aha, there is no 'seamless limit' in the world." Nanjiro shook his head.

"What?!" The others in Qingxue didn't dare to answer.

Scratching his hair, Nanjiro put his hands on his hips and thought about how to explain: "It's not that there are no such things. In fact, everyone has such things as seamless limits."

"When you first practiced tennis, you were obsessed with practicing and forgot the time, right? No matter how badly you were taught, it was fun. At that time, everyone was at the 'perfect limit'. However, after joining the tennis club or After the training session, you will learn how to play safely and avoid mistakes as much as possible in order to win."

"So, do you understand?"

Nanjiro turned his head, and as expected, he saw a few pairs of blank eyes behind him.

Haha, you really don't understand?

I don't know how to explain it clearly!Of course the purpose of the competition is to win, but in the process of winning...the shackles and limits imposed on oneself are things that restrict development.

That's why I said that the limit of seamlessness is to play tennis happily!

However, Ryoma's opponent...

Nanjiro shook his head: "But old woman, don't worry about something too early."

"What?" Coach Ryuzaki raised his head in confusion.

"Ryoma's opponent... can't be defeated by 'Seamless Limits'."

"What?!" Coach Ryuzaki said in surprise.

She and the others in Qingxue quickly looked into the arena.

Seeming to have finally weighed the extent of Ryoma's 'seamless limit', Yukimura straightened up.

When he was changing places, he stopped beside Ryoma: "There is one thing I still have to agree with you."

"What?" Ryoma turned his head puzzled.

"Playing tennis is indeed a very happy thing. There is nothing more enjoyable than tennis." Yukimura said with a smile, "You are not the only one who understands this. And for me, tennis has probably not only It's just 'doing something pleasant'. It's more important than life."

"Also, you did a pretty good job of the 'Seamless Limit' trick. It's beyond my expectations."

"I didn't intend to use this move in this match. After all, it's a half-finished move. But I can't accept losing the game. So, it's a half-finished move..." Yukimura raised his hand to support his own Hair tie, eyes suddenly became sharp: "Little brother, let me explain in advance, if something happens, I can't take responsibility."

! !

what? !

Against seamless tricks? !

Does such a thing really exist? !

Nanjiro stood on the sidelines.

He didn't miss Yukimura's tiny salute when he switched places.

Ahhh, this young man remembers it very clearly!

Together with another white-haired boy on the opposite side, tune in, and then "power resonance", by directly after the power resonance...

This kind of talent, think about it, is no worse than that of my own teenagers!

Half-finished tricks?

So it really is going to be used.

In the junior high school competition...

Nanjiro smiled and shook his head: "The boys behind, please see clearly, the so-called 'semi-finished tricks'."

"There is one more thing you said wrong, old woman. Ryoma is still far from my realm. The 'seamless limit' is simply the foundation. It is the foundation for tennis technology to reach the world level."

"There are many things beyond that."

"For example, the thing that will appear..."

that thing? !

Before they could react, the mental power erupting from Yukimura in the field was already almost answering the question, "What is that thing?"

In their field of vision, behind Yukimura, the spiritual power almost materialized, and a blurry figure appeared.

I can't see what it looks like, I only know that it is indeed a human form.

and so……

what is that? !

"This move is really expensive, so let's end the game quickly." Yukimura raised his head.

"Gamewonby Yukimura, 6-4!"

"The Affiliated High School of Likai University VS Youth Academy scored 4-1! The champion of this year's junior high school men's tennis national competition is the Affiliated High School of Likai University from Kanagawa!"

"The award ceremony will be held next!"