The black bishop of the net king

Chapter 130 Destroy the five senses, deprive the five senses!

boom!
Tennis takes off!

Facing Yukimura Seiichi's counterattack, Terui Yota's body exploded with astonishing speed like a vigorous cheetah.

in an instant.

Terui Yota had already appeared at the landing point of the tennis ball, the racket in his hand was raised high, aimed at the rebound and the tennis ball was swung down loudly.

Backhalber!

The tide surged, and the tennis ball set off a terrifying huge wave, cutting through the air, and roaring towards Yukimura Seiichi!

Under the high-speed rotation of the tennis ball, the air also began to become slightly distorted.

"Senior Terui, your move has become stronger!" Seiichi Yukimura still had a gentle smile on his face.

"However, this trick is of no use to me." Seiichi Yukimura's gloomy eyes saw through the spinning tennis ball hidden behind the huge waves.

After a few strides, he was already one step behind the landing point of the tennis ball, his arms stretched out, and the racket fell heavily.

The watery light all over the sky disappeared in an instant.

boom!
A dull sound of hitting the ball echoed in the middle of the court, and Yukimura Seiichi once again caught Terui Yota's back halberd steadily.

As the tennis ball rubs against the racket net!
Yukimura Seiichi's wrist trembled, and then he slammed, and the tennis ball flew backwards immediately.

"So strong!"

off the field.

The expressions on the faces of the players of each team who had seen Yukimura Seiichi's shot last year instantly became incomparably dignified.

Yukimura Seiichi's strength has become even more terrifying than last year.

"Yukimura Seichi! Terui Yota!" Akutsu Jinna stared at the two Yukimura Seichi in the field with unparalleled aggressive eyes.

Yakutsuren felt the blood in his body seem to be burning.

In the battle between Fudo Peak and Li Haida, apart from Tachibana Yoshihei, Yanagi Renji, Sanada Genichiro, Mori Kosaburo...

All these players gave Akutsujin a huge shock.

Tennis, though still boring.

But these players are not so boring!

……

When the tennis ball passed the net at high speed, Terui Yota's figure had already intercepted the tennis ball again.

Although Terui Yota's tennis foundation is perfect, there is no way to compare with Yukimura Seiichi.

However, after undergoing high-intensity pressing training by Keiji Makihara and Tonmichi Iwama, Yota Terui's basic tennis skills have also been greatly improved.

boom!
Terui Yota did not use the reverse halberd this time, but released a short ball.

Following the sharp blow, the tennis ball exploded in the air, leaving a faint afterimage in the sky above the court.

"Are you changing tactics? Are you going to end the game at the net?" After a chuckle, Yukimura Seiichi also rushed towards the net.

Stepping forward, Yukimura Seiichi has already come to tennis.

With the arm pressed down, the racket didn't stagnate a bit, and it drew a trajectory in the air, and it went straight to the tennis ball.

Tread...tread...tread!

Yukimura Seiichi and Terui Yota immediately launched a fierce fast break in front of the net.

……

"It's such a quick fight!" Akira Kamio looked at the two people, Yukimura Seiichi and Yukimura Seiichi, who were flickering in the field, without any concealment of surprise on his face.

For Akira Kamio, what he is best at is the speed style of play.

Although Yukimura Seiichi is not as fast as himself in terms of speed alone, but in Zhang Yichi, the concise and powerful attack, the details accurate to an angle...

Seito Yukimura's offensive strength is even higher than his speed play.

Even if Akira Kamio used Ichikoku Souke, he might not be able to suppress Seiichi Yukimura in terms of speed.

After thinking of this, Akira Kamio's gaze became more observant of Yukimura Seiichi's every movement of hitting the ball.

For any player, the higher the level of the match, the more things can be learned in it.

……

in the stadium.

On Terui Yota's face, beads of sweat appeared like fine velvet.

Although the current situation, it seems that Yota Terui and Seiichi Yukimura are tied.

But only Terui Yota understood that he was barely keeping up with Yukimura Seiichi's speed.

Skills, speed, strength... Yukimura Seiichi can't find any flaws at all, no wonder Yukimura Seiichi is known as the strongest tennis player in the country!
……

"Game! Seiichi Yukimura of Likai University Affiliated Middle School wins, the score is 1:0!" After a fierce battle, Seiichi Yukimura took the lead to win the serve.

Exchange the ball.

Yota Terui's serve!

Snapped!Snapped!
Terui Yota's hand slapped the tennis ball lightly, and as the tennis ball collided with the ground, it made a dull sound.

Throw the ball!take off!swing!

As the racket in Terui Yota's hand swung, the tennis ball whizzed out of Terui Yota's hand, and fell towards Yukimura Seiichi's court at an astonishing speed.

It's just that Terui Yota frowned slightly at the moment of the tennis shot. The touch of this shot was slightly different from usual.

Moreover, the angle at which the ball landed was slightly different from what I had expected.

"Be careful, Terui-senpai!"

The corner of Yukimura Seiichi's mouth rose slightly, his left foot moved back a step, his arm followed the movement of the center of gravity, and he swung the racket.

boom!
The streamer suddenly appeared!

The tennis ball made an astonishing whistling sound, and swept towards Yota Terui...

boom!
……

boom!
Terui Yota and Yukimura Seiichi started a new round of fierce confrontation in an instant!
boom!
At the moment when the tennis ball fell, Yota Terui waved the racket in his hand, and when he was about to hit the ball back, the vision in his eyes suddenly became blurred.

As the vision blurred little by little, the darkness slowly swallowed Terui Yota's vision.

"Is this Mie Wugan?" Terui Yota murmured.

before the game starts.

Keiji Makihara has already told Yota Terui that Yukimura Seiichi's five senses can deprive the opponent of touch, sight, and hearing...

Yota Terui's ears trembled, and he caught the falling tennis ball with his sense of hearing. The racket in his hand slashed at the tennis ball!

"Visual deprivation!"

Looking at the tennis ball flying upside down, Yukimura Seiichi smiled softly, waved the racket in his hand, and simply hit the ball back.

call out!
Time flies, and the tennis ball has come to Terui Yota in an instant!
"Next is the sense of hearing!"

Following Seiichi Yukimura's announcement, the voice in Yota Terui's ears completely disappeared.

Just like that, Terui Yota fell into a dark world without sound or color!

However, Terui Yota still seized the last second when the sound disappeared, and hit the ball back.

"This game is over! Senior Terui!"

"The last thing is the sense of touch!"

The moment the tennis ball flew back, a faint light flashed in Yukimura Seiichi's eyes, and he slashed the tennis ball with the racket in his hand.

The tennis ball fluttered and flew back towards the net.

……

"Good opportunity!" Seeing Yukimura Seiichi's counterattack, Akira Kamio excitedly held his hands.

In Kamio Akira's view, this goal is a great opportunity for Terui Yota to recover the score.

But Terui Yota seemed to have turned into a wooden man, standing on the spot without making any movements, letting the tennis ball fall by his side.

pat!

As the tennis ball began to roll on the court, the referee blew his whistle.

"Game! Seiichi Yukimura, the high school affiliated to Rikai University, won, the score is 3:0!"

(End of this chapter)