Tennis: Start with unlimited physical strength

Yukimura's clothes were blown by the wind, so he adjusted his string and lost two goals in a row. This was indeed the beginning of his biggest defeat this year.

But he had to hold on.

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The game continues to start.

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Kamisato didn't dare to let up at all. His counterattack was so perfect that Yukimura could hardly find any flaws in his attack.

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"0-40"

The tennis ball hit Yukimura behind him and quickly bounced out.

Kamisato successfully scored another goal.

Outside the court, Atobe put his fingers between his eyes, with an unexplained smile on his lips:

"Kamisikawa, you'd better not be careless. Huh, don't lose to Seiichi Yukimura, otherwise it will appear that the gap in my strength is even greater?"

"Although this Seiichi Yukimura didn't score a single goal in Kamiri's hands, I have to admit that it can be seen in this game that he also has a good hand."

Every ball he plays in his own team, he admits, can beat all his teammates except him. This kind of solid basic tennis is already ranked among the top three in this class of junior high school students.

Atobe's face gradually turned ugly.

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Yukimura exerts force.

His current attack also had a stubbornness to it, and Kamari gradually discovered that Yukimura's hiding was deep enough.

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"0-1"

"Exchange venues."

"Kamisikawa serve."

Yukimura's serve was broken, and the whole scene fell silent.

It took several seconds before Fudomine burst into cheers. 823 "Fudomine will win!"

"Kamisikawa will win!"

Those who were older than Rikkai began to worry.

A player who has never conceded a point or a goal is now in such a situation, which is the most worrying thing.

Sanada's eyes were complicated, but as the elder Rikkai, he was the only one who had dealt with Kamisato before, so he could understand Yukimura's mood now.

However, he did not expect that the powerful Yukimura would also have such a difficult side in front of Kamisikawa.

bang bang bang

The tennis ball was slapped back and forth in Kamisikawa's hands.

Kamisato stood in his serving area and tried the elasticity with a tennis ball.

At this time, he came out of the state and could feel the cheers and shouts of the cheerleaders in the entire venue. Seiichi Yukimura did not win his serve game, and Rikkai's big talk was boiling.

But to God, these are not important.

He has now learned some of Seiichi Yukimura's basic strengths.

Next, Yukimura should make his ultimate move.

"Yukimura, I often hear people say that you have a unique trick, which is like destroying a person's belief in tennis.

Yukimura said nothing.

The green headband was soaked with sweat.

And his mood was not much better.

"Then, go all out and let me see the hell you bring!"

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The tennis ball was played quickly.

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Yukimura's counterattack was swift.

The sun gradually appeared on the top of the open-air venue. Although the sun was not so strong inside the venue, Yukimura was sweating more and more on his face after running back and forth.

On the opposite side, God seemed to be consuming his physical strength very slowly. Up to now, his breathing was still steady and there was no sweat on his forehead.

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"Disappear into nothingness!"

Turn Yukimura's spinning tennis ball into a normal spinning counterattack.

"15-0"

"boom!"

serve continues.

Since it is his own serve game, there is no reason to let himself grind in this game. This is God's own style.

Yukimura has not been able to activate his annihilation sense for a long time. He just wants to force him to use it quickly.

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"0-2!"

The score is widened, and Yukimura, who currently has not scored a point, has become the most surprising thing for everyone.

"Oh my god, how could this happen?"

"Rikkai's last trump card, now he has nothing to do against Kamisikawa?"

"Don't worry, we're not at the end yet."

Sanada pinched his arm. Now that he sees such a scene, he can't help but recall his match in the Kanto Tournament. Now it seems that he is playing against Kamisikawa, as if he has experienced it again. That was a tough game.

"Yukimura, what are you waiting for?"

he muttered.

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The game continues.

Shenli hit back hard with a ball, and suddenly felt his arm seem to be numb.

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Yukimura shot back coldly.

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Kamisikawa, his vision suddenly went dark [but he still caught the tennis ball.

"The next ball, your arm is useless (cidd)!"

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As Yukimura roared, the tennis ball hit Kamisikawa's half.

"Oh, is this the time when Miewugan has finally been activated?"

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It was almost the sound of two consecutive balls hitting the ground at the same time.

Kamisikawa was unable to return Seiichi Yukimura's ball for the first time.

"15-0"

"You see it, you see it! Seiichi Yukimura's move finally came out!"

The audience erupted.

This was not just the first successful counterattack.

He still used his special move.

Destroy the five senses.

Although Yukimura rarely played before.

But his move has already spread among the fans who follow him.

"I am willing to call him the Son of God because this move destroys the five senses."

"As you can see, Kamisikawa's right arm is numb. No, it should be said that he has lost consciousness."

"Yes, he must have lost his sense of touch."

Kamisatoyama was not unaware of the excitement at the scene.

His arm indeed lost all feeling at that moment.

He could feel that he really needed to swing the ball just now.

But the tennis ball did not receive any impact from him and fell straight down.

"So this is what it feels like to lose touch?" He looked across calmly.

Yukimura frowned.

Kamisikawa's calmness made him a little uneasy.

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The game continues.

Yukimura has quite the momentum of pursuing victory.

He knew that Kamisikawa was different from other players. Although he successfully activated the annihilation sense, he must not let it go.

"This time, let the sounds of your world disappear!"

The tennis ball drew a yellow light in mid-air, and Kamisikawa could still hear the roar of the tennis ball for a second.

The next second, his world entered an extremely terrifying silence, and all sights and actions lost their sound.

But despite this, his feet still ran quickly, following the ball's landing point as predicted by himself.

"too slow!"

boom!

The tennis ball was knocked back by him forcefully and quickly.

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It crossed Yukimura at an incredible angle and hit him behind, then bounced up and rolled down.

"15-15"

"What!" Yukimura looked at Kamisikawa in disbelief.

Obviously the other party has lost touch!

Losing the voice may not affect a player's performance.

But without the sense of touch, it is basically impossible to fight back.

Even if he could, it would be impossible to hit a tennis ball that even he couldn't catch.

"How did you recover?"

Yukimura was stunned for a moment after asking.

Kamisikawa couldn't hear anything now, so how could he possibly know what he was asking.

But Kamisikawa on the opposite side spoke: "Looking at your mouth shape and expression, you want to ask me how I recovered my right hand, right?"

"Yukimura, the sense of touch in my right hand has not returned."

Yukimura's eyes suddenly widened, and he blurted out in disbelief: "Impossible!"

How can a hand that has lost its sense of touch still be able to fight back?