Net King Returns to the First Generation

At this time, the game has a new change.

Gradually, Fuji was restricted to the bottom line and could not move.

Obsessed with smashing, or really restricting one's own ball path, but at the same time, the strength and speed of the tennis ball have been strengthened due to the inertial force, coupled with the blessing of mental power, the tennis ball is continuously close to the body, unconsciously The only moving range is enclosed near the bottom line.

"Sure enough, Kirihara still has a solution." Dashi pondered.

"However, Senior Fuji has that." Echizen said.

As Echizen said, when Kirihara once again used the smash technique to use the chasing ball, Fuji borrowed the wind from the bottom line to hit back with a more powerful giant bear.

There are many people who know how to use this trick, but no one can use this trick better than him in this kind of windy situation.

Qie, who was trying to catch the ball backwards, lost his balance due to his excessive movement speed, and fell on his back to the ground.

He tried his best to swing the racket, but still missed the tennis ball.

"Gamewonby Qingxue, Fuji, 2-0!"

"Kirhara is helpless!"

"Sure enough, Qingxue is a genius!"

There was such an exclamation from the audience.

And Liu continued to write something in the notebook: "All values ​​are higher than Chiye."

"Too bad, with Chiya's self-esteem, if he continues to be stimulated like this..." Kuwahara frowned.He raised the stopwatch in his hand.Thirteen minutes have passed.The so-called 13 minutes to end the game...

Sure enough, it was impossible.

"Ah, Jack, don't worry about him too much!" Marui patted Kuwahara's shoulder, "With that kid's ability to resist blows, after sleeping tonight, he will be a good guy tomorrow morning! Instead of worrying about Chiya, it's better to worry about it." No two, if this continues, Chi will not be able to control his irregular serve."

The so-called irregular serve, although the trajectory of the tennis ball becomes irregular due to vigorously squeezing the ball, Chi also usually uses his overactive mental power to simply control it, and limit the irregular serve within a predetermined safety range .

According to Chi also likes to control the tennis ball within the close range of the opponent, once Chi Ye loses control of his mental power...

So, isn't it self-evident where tennis will go?

Although the people in Lihaida know Chiye's personality, the people in Qingxue have no scruples.

The first-year trio also held a stopwatch, and Horio proudly shouted to the field: "Look! It's been 13 minutes!"

"I can't even do what I say, it's so ugly!" The girl with twin tails also shouted.

Of course, Kirihara, who was still lying on the ground, widened his eyes when he heard such words: Damn, hate, hate!Ah ah ah ah ah!I'm going to be angry!

The referee came over and asked, "Kirihara-kun, how are you? Are you all right?"

"Well, it's okay." Kirihara replied, he stood up, and the mental power that he had barely controlled around his body erupted in vain, and the seaweed head swam around due to the riot of mental power, more like kelp.

Even though the blood pressure was under control, Kirihara couldn't help but licked his lips with reddish eyes, and stared hard at Fuji with such violent mental strength.

"That look in Kirihara's eyes!" In the audience, Kamio couldn't help clenching his fists.

"That, it was when I fought against my brother..."

"It's the look in his face when he fought against Tachibana!" Kawamura said worriedly.

"By the way, when Tachibana returned to the court with a sprained foot, after winning a game..." Tachibana recalled the scene in the video tape that day, when the tennis ball brushed Tachibana's ankle fiercely - said it was a brush, No matter how you look at it, do you think it was really hit?Tachibana's injury became so serious that he had to be hospitalized because of a broken bone. Isn't this part of the reason?

Even if Tachibana himself blamed all the responsibility on his own inaction...

Inspired by Kirihara, who was in a mental riot state, the value of the fifth dimension increased to varying degrees after giving up his mental power.

It is reflected on the field, that is, the strength of hitting the ball and the speed of the ball have become much faster.

Kirihara, who was completely excited, became more aggressive in attacking, and even Buer was surprised for a moment.

However, such an attack is not enough to make Fuji feel helpless.

Even if it is mainly defensive, it can be done to a watertight level.

This made Kirihara click his tongue: What are you doing?This guy... has no chance at all!

Then...

He made a wrong footstep and changed the course of the tennis ball at the moment of hitting the ball.A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: idiot, the ball just now was fake!

"No, Senior Fuji! It's Kirihara's chance ball!"

however--

"One of the three counterattack techniques, Moby Dick."

Borrowing the power of the wind, he used the third counterattack technique, Bu Er, with a serious and stern face.

The ball passed between Kirihara's swinging racket and his cheek, and the wind of the game made Kirihara stunned: This... what is it?

The tennis ball hit behind him passed through the back net from the same place with the same trajectory, passed the net in front of Kirihara's eyes and returned to Fuji's hands.

How could there be such a tennis ball? !

"Gamewonby Qingxue, Fuji, 3-0!"

"Today's seniors always feel completely different from the past..."

Amidst the discussions of such juniors, Fuji silently said in his heart: Tezuka, after watching your game, I too, couldn't help but get serious.

Once again it was Kirihara's turn to serve, this time he really couldn't bear it.

He put away his fingers, and squeezed the tennis ball vigorously with his knuckles, and the mental power scattered without any scruples also brought attack power. He took a hard look at the opposite side, which was not pleasing to the eye: How could I lose so much? Miserable?

Make you look good!

The trajectory of the irregular serve is indeed impossible to capture, and the random rebound within a certain range often makes opponents suffer.

As an expert in rotation, I can judge the curve that the tennis ball will swim after the rebound at the moment the tennis ball hits the ground: Is it really the body contour of the opponent I am aiming at? ...

!

Fuer, who correctly judged the trajectory of the tennis ball, ignored the effect of Kirihara's uncontrollable mental power. Under the influence of mental power, the displacement of the tennis ball shifted. At the moment, he tilted his head, and the tennis ball passed by the corner of his eyes.The dodge was too hasty, he staggered two steps and fell to the ground.

"Senior Fuji!"

After waving his hand, Buer picked up the racket and stood up, which drew cheers from the juniors. "As expected of a senior! You must have seen it and avoided it!"

"Is it all right, Fuji?" Coach Ryuzaki stood up and asked.

"No, it's okay, let's continue the game." Buer said with his head down, but his heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface: he didn't get hit in the eye, but the dust was brought into the eye by the rotation of the tennis ball, so that Is your vision blurry...

It may cause visual displacement errors.Now there is no way to clean the wound and use anti-inflammatory potion to reduce the degree of blurred vision. This kind of small injury will be fine in two days...

Can I still play perfectly accurate tennis?

Even so...

In this game, I will never back down!

When Fuji returned to the field, Kirihara keenly noticed the disadvantages of his eyesight: this kid is particularly good at grasping other people's weaknesses and counterattacking.Therefore, every time he hits the half of the court where his vision is blurred, the tennis ball is always attached to the side of his feet, so Fuji will inevitably miss the tennis ball due to visual displacement errors.

There were many mistakes that left the onlookers in the dark.

"No, this is... because of the ball just now, something went wrong with the eyes?" Kuwahara asked doubtfully.

"Akaya's tennis ball probably didn't hit him. It's probably because the tennis ball was too close to his face, and the rotation brought the dust from the ground into Fuji's eyes. Did it affect his eyesight to a certain extent?" Liu said, "70.00% chance of eight being so."

"This is a good opportunity." Marui took out a new piece of chewing gum. "Although it is a despicable way to take advantage of the opponent's injury, this may be the only chance for Akaya to win."

"Gamewonby Li Haida, Kirihara, 1-3!"

Kirihara, who was practicing what his seniors said "grasp the weakness", hastily raised his hand and wiped his sweat: "It's been 14 minutes, and I will make you pay the price!"

"Gamewonby Li Haida, Kirihara, 2-3!"

"Gamewonby Li Haida, Kirihara, 3-3!"

"Gamewonby Li Haida, Kirihara, 4-3!"

"No, senior Fuji, just let him..." the first-year group of Qingxue said in disbelief.

Kirihara licked his lips: "Although the right side can't be seen clearly, it's still a good shot."

"What? Senior Fuji can't see clearly on the right side?!"

"Is it because of the ball that wiped your eyes just now?!"

"Did you hit that ball just now?"

"No, there shouldn't be any...!"

One of the more troublesome things about not being able to see clearly is that the eyes can lie.

It's more annoying when something you've been trusting to work is completely negative than when it doesn't work.

However, no matter how noisy the rest area of ​​Qingxue was, Fuji himself remained calm. He gradually got used to this kind of competition: the messages from his eyes were half-true and half-false, so...don’t watch it!

"What?! Fuji closed his eyes?!"

"Did you give up on yourself?!"

"No...impossible, this ball..."

Call back!

Facing another irregular serve by Kirihara and the round ball that brushed past his ankles, Miraculously shifted a step to the side and turned his right wrist with his eyes closed, he won the vision with a perfect backhand slice First point after blur.

It must be a coincidence!

Kirihara thought of this, but it was beyond his expectation. The subsequent balls were sharper and sharper, and he should not be able to see anything when he closed his eyes, but the angle and strength of each ball...

not good!

"Gamewonby Qingxue, Fuji, 4-4!"

"Hmm..." Yukimura was thoughtful, "Did you seal your vision..."

"Did you hit the ball back just by feeling..." Sanada frowned.

"No, there is also the perception of spiritual power and other things." Yukimura said.

"It's the wind." King Ni blinked, "As long as there is wind, that guy can do anything."

"Eh?!" Yukimura turned around in surprise, "Nio, do you think so highly of Fuji?"

"Pfft." King Ni tilted his head uncomfortably, "I'm just expressing my feelings." It's just the beginning of it now, and it belongs to the unique place of genius, which no one can imitate or surpass , the "feel" that can't be replicated even with phantoms, that's it.People who frustrate him...

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Gamewonby Qingxue, Fuji, 5-4!"

After closing his eyes, he played even better, and began to feel like a fish in water on the court.

During the time he sacrificed four innings to be overtaken, he wasn't just struggling to hit the ball.The information on the court, the wind speed and wind power, and the opponent's physical and mental strength brought about by sacrificing mental power to strengthen the five-dimensional force, and the physical and mental power brought about by the rapid consumption...

I've seen it all!

Eyes can lie, what to do?

It doesn't matter, because the heart won't lie!

"Ahhh, Senior Fuji is simply too strong! It's like being possessed by a god!"

"Qingxue! Qingxue! Qingxue!—"

"There is one last round, we must win!"

What an annoyance!These voices!

Kirihara gritted his teeth: Damn it, I can't lose anymore!

At this juncture, he unconsciously thought of the match against the first-year student of Qingxue that was still vivid in his memory.

He joined Lihai University with the intention of becoming the number one, but lost to those monster-like seniors!Obviously training very hard, even sleeping thinking about defeating the seniors, such a me...

Can't even beat the first-year students of Qingxue? !

I, Akiya Kirihara, can I only go here? !

impossible!

I must, must win!

"That...that guy..."

Such strong willpower, do you want to win so much?It seems that this second-year kid from Lihai University is not useless.

beat you like this...

I will definitely be able to go to the next level!

Tezuka, wait for me!

"Gamewonby Li Haida, Kirihara, 5-5!"

"Gamewonby Qingxue, Fuji, 6-5!"

When the opponent plays with a must-win attitude, like climbing from adversity, you will also be infected without knowing it.

All the enthusiasm, focus, and competitive spirit will be fully invested in the game.

At that time, the distribution of physical strength and the control of the game were meaningless.All that remains in my mind is tennis, tennis, tennis!Make sure to hit this one over the net and that's it!

For Kirihara, what he couldn’t experience in the competition with his seniors was the feeling of not wanting to lose no matter what, and the feeling of being chased by an opponent who was about to be defeated. The sense of urgency coming up is fully reflected in his tennis.

This simple boy gradually entered into a mysterious feeling.

"In this state—" Yukimura stood up, "Akaya finally..."

"Non-Self Realm." Sanada let go of the arms he was holding. He looked at the court profusely with sweat and a dazed expression, as if he only had Kirihara of tennis in his eyes.After a lot of consumption, the few remaining mental powers shrouded his whole body again like a qualitative change, and the soft white light emitted was clearly the realm of selflessness.

"I must win!" He yelled through gritted teeth.

"Don't even think about it!" Buer responded, "The one who wins is me!"

The tie-break game, which had lasted for more than half an hour, was gradually coming to an end.

Kirihara, who had consumed a lot of physical and mental strength in the previous state, struggled to persist after entering the state of selflessness.

Such willpower surprised even Budu.

At this point, can I still maintain such a high level of concentration...

In this case, I'm going to... completely crush your concentration power!

He raised his hand to return the flying swallow to the nest, Kirihara ran with all his strength, and finally hit the tennis ball back before it hit the ground, but found that he had already felt the high jump in front of the net, no, it was a lob!

No, I won't just lose like this!

I should have surpassed the limit, should I still get the same ending? !

Never... never want to lose again!

"It's Senior Fuji's giant bear fighting back!"

What's going on, Kirihara's shot suddenly...

Hastily responding to Kirihara's huge bear's counterattack, the next thing he greeted was an all-too-familiar pump B.

"Sure enough, it's the state of selflessness." Sanada exhaled in relief, "Has Akaya finally achieved it? He has stepped into a higher level of state..."

"It really made us wait for a long time." Niwang said around the braid.

Next, Liu's Whirlwind Vacuum Slash, and...

"What pose is this?!"

"Low your body, could it be Sanada's..."

Facing the menacing Kirigen Sanada's Super Smash (that is, the aggressive Smash version), Fuji clenched his racket: I will not lose!The final winner must be Qingxue!

The giant bear strikes back!

Oops... Broken racket string? !

Another super smash!

So, I have to...

"Hit it back with a racket?!"

"No, Kirihara's speed is too fast!"

"!……what happened?!"

Looking at Kirihara who dropped his racket with a dazed face on the court, Sanada pressed the brim of his hat speechlessly: "Idiot, with your grip strength, you can't bear the continuous aggression."

Sure enough, just entered the realm of selflessness, is it completely out of control...

Calculated in this way, the spiritual power that Chi Ye was wasting in the first place is almost consumed...

"Gamewonby Qingxue, Fuji, 7-5!"

lost... did you...

Kirihara, who walked to the net in a daze while the whistle sounded and stretched out his hand, felt that his body and mind were not in control.

where am i nowWhat just happened?

Uh, I'm so dizzy, did I play games all night again?

I really want to sleep...

As a result, Fujii, who crossed the outstretched hands of Jiangshou and Kirihara, was stunned, and found that the second-year boy of Li Haida who was standing opposite him softened.He quickly stretched out his hand and supported Kirihara.

"Aki!"

"...Hmm, it seems to be, fell asleep?" Fuji smiled.He wondered, could it be that Echizen was also like this in the last match between this kid and Echizen?Speaking of falling asleep after playing a match, it's weird no matter how you think about it.

After handing over Kirihara to the seniors of Lihai University who entered the venue, Fuji thought rather distressed: It seems that he really accidentally helped others teach the child a lesson.The state of Kirihara just now...

What is it?