Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 124: Perfect imitation, Yuuki Satoru’s closed heart!

Bang!
The tennis ball flashed at high speed, diagonally cutting the court into two triangular blocks, and flew towards Atobe's feet.

"Close your heart!" Xiang Riyueren suddenly asked in shock.

"Isn't this enough for your ability to understand? Why can Satoru Yuki do it too?"

"I am not sure as well."

Yushi Ninzu had an ugly expression on his face. Looking at Yuki Satoru's current state, he further confirmed his judgment.

The trick used by the other party is definitely to close the heart, and it is a higher level existence. It is the perfect look he has always wanted to achieve.

"But the only thing I can be sure of is that this move was definitely developed by me personally." Yushi Ninzu said while clenching his fist.

In order to develop the closed heart, he experienced many blows from the Shining Talent and the Ice World, and finally completed this move with the help of Chitose and Atobe. Before this, he had never heard of a similar move.

But why.?

A faint light appeared in the blue pupils. He reflected Yuki Satoru's figure deeply in his eyes and said with some hesitation.

"Haha, my imitation is not limited to this."

"Freeze me!!"

"No useful data can be read from him at all."

"Take Sanada, for example, because you have learned swordsmanship since you were a child, you are very sharp.

He glanced around, but still couldn't find Yuuki Satoru's blind spot.

As a close friend of Gan Sadaharu and the military advisor of Rikkai University, Yanagi Renji maintains the habit of collecting data at all times. This is an important reason why although he is not as talented as many others, he still firmly ranks among the top three of Rikkai University. .

"This is even more obvious when we reach the national level where the tennis system is beginning to be shaped." As he spoke, Nioh turned his head and looked to his side.

"Damn it, it still doesn't work!"

The chill spread on the court, and under the summer sunshine, it seemed as if white mist was vaguely rising.

But it's a completely different color.

"I think it won't be what you guessed."

This trait is difficult to hide. "

It seems like he just took a random block and put it into his stacked block building, albeit in the right shape.

Sanada frowned, Yuuki Satoru's current appearance seemed a bit like his mysterious appearance.

So sometimes you deliberately restrain yourself, but still make it unbearable for your opponent during the game. "

But Atobe hasn't given up on his style of play yet.

Kirihara Akira on the side also nodded fiercely.

In my opinion, it is too conspicuous! "

That is my eyesight, which has not been used to its full potential! "

"Did he use this move to prevent Tezuka's brilliance?"

"There's something wrong with the way he looks.
This shouldn't be his own trick, but more like he imitated it. "

"Yes, I am 90% sure that Yuki Satoru is imitating someone's skills."

"imitate?"

At this time, a bold idea appeared in his mind, but the next second, Yushi Ninzu shook his head and threw away this unreliable idea.

“That’s because every ball we hit has our ethos embedded in it.

How ridiculous! '

Seeing that several people were focusing on him, Nioh's tone became more and more certain, and he revealed all the speculations in his heart.

'If he is imitating me, how can he be more accomplished than me?
There can be no such thing.

"But everyone will have blind spots. This is a fact that all living things cannot escape. And if someone has no blind spots, there is only one possibility -

After the last game, he had already noticed the trick used by Yuuki Satoru. After all, Shinobu was able to develop this trick and he also had a share of the credit.

Atobe's heart sank, he didn't expect Yuki's closed heart to be so difficult to deal with.

However, during this game, he put down the pen tip, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Hearing Sanada's soft murmur, Nioh shook his head slightly and rejected the other party's suspicion.

“But the way Yuuki Satoru looks now gives me a very strange feeling.

After getting rid of all the distracting thoughts in his mind, Atobe made a decision in an instant to resolutely implement his tactics.

“We all know that different people have very different personalities, some are as cold as ice, some as passionate as fire, or some as majestic as a mountain.
In tennis matches, there are not only technical confrontations between players, but also spiritual confrontations.

shhhhhh!
Dozens of ice picks were shot towards Yuuki Satoru again.

Stand corner.

Unfortunately, all of this was of no use. The ice picks were all shattered as soon as they hit the ground, and all the blind spots found were all false illusions.

They will unconsciously show their personality and traits through tennis. "

A faint light flashed in Yuki Satoru's eyes. Just now, it was the "selfless imitation" to strengthen the imitation of Ninzu Yushi's closed heart, and what follows is
He will display his imitation to perfection.

Tread.

Taking a small step back, the racket in Yuki Satoru's hand directly hit the tennis ball.

Bang!
There was a dull roar, like the friction in the dark clouds before a thunderstorm. The tennis ball appeared in the half court in the blink of an eye, and bounced steadily from the bottom corner.

Thunder Trio·Thunder!
As long as the rotation of the tennis ball is strong enough, Yuuki Satoru can easily use the normal version of thunder and arc flash.

As an ordinary national-level move, although it can no longer guarantee its previous dominance in national-level competitions, this goal.
Yuuki Satoru just used the thunder as an introduction.

"Did you think it was before the big competition?"

Atobe hummed softly, with a cold expression on his face, pumping his right hand, and swung the ice-blue racket hard towards the tennis ball that was flashing with lightning.

However, the moment he took possession of the tennis ball, his expression changed slightly.

Click!

Atobe frowned, and there seemed to be a thunderbolt in his mind. He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and hit the tennis ball back.

Unfortunately, this return only allowed him to breathe for a few seconds.

A black figure quickly blocked the flight path of the tennis ball.

The short black hair is clean and neat, and the lightning flashing in Yuki Satoru's deep eyes has a hint of gray.

"See what it means to truly have a closed heart!"

Bang!
Yuki Satoru pressed the racket hard, and blue lightning penetrated the court, while a gray cloud seemed to follow behind the tennis ball.

No time to think at all.

Aibu pulled sideways, and the racket hit the tennis ball.

Bang!
But this time, the moment the tennis ball was intercepted, the gray thunder shattered on the surface of the racket.

Atobe was stunned, the swing angle of the racket shifted, and the tennis ball flew out of the court uncontrollably.

"Out, Fudomine Middle School Yuuki Satoru scores, 0-30!"

The referee glanced at where the tennis ball landed and announced the score.

"You're too careless."

Looking at Itobe whose pupils were already dilated, Yuki Satoru silently delivered his eulogy:

"Fall into deep sleep, Atobe Keigo."

"Why haven't you served yet?"

Someone asked with a frown.

At this time, the referee turned his head to look, and Aibe, who should have continued to serve, actually remained frozen in place.

"Atobe-san, please serve quickly!"

Time passed by second by second.

In the blink of an eye, the stipulated twenty-five-second serve time limit quickly expired.

"First serve timeout."

"The second serve was overtime, Fudomine Middle School Yuuki Satoru scored, 0-40!" "What did he do to Atobe?"

Seeing the strange scene on the court, everyone in Ice Emperor stood up and came to the front guardrail.

“There were no signs, no foreshadowing.

Atobe only received two thunders and then suddenly stopped moving. "

Chitose had only seen such a scene at last year's national competition.

Those who fought against Seiichi Ritkai Daiyukimura also fell into an inexplicable state in the middle of the game, as if they had lost all five senses and were at the mercy of others for the rest of the time.

"If I remember correctly, the principle of that move is to use the yips style of play to deprive the opponent of his five senses during the tug-of-war."

However, Atobe's state is not completely similar to sensory deprivation.

"How on earth did he do it?"

Stand corner.

"This is not Yukimura's five senses annihilation, but it is also another spiritual attack."

Yanagi Renji squinted his eyes, thought for a moment and said, "Sanada, are you sure you want to decide the winner with him in the final?"

He didn't want to shake the morale of the army before the game, but in this almost one-sided game, Yanagi Renji saw the suppressive power that only Yukimura had.

Although Sanada is strong, if he wants to ensure victory
not enough!
"I won't lose." Sanada snorted coldly, his eyes piercing under the black brim of his hat. Liu's doubts made him more eager to fight.

"changed."

Nioh on the side did not participate in the conversation between the two, and his face was slightly condensed. He noticed that Yuki Satoru had changed.

If the previous [Closed Heart] is like a different-colored building block in Yuki Satoru's tennis system, the difference can be seen at a glance.

So now, [Locked Heart] has been perfectly integrated into Yuuki Satoru's tennis system and plays a new role according to his style.

Nioh was certain in his heart that the state Atobe was in at this time was definitely caused by the trick Yuuki Satoru had just imitated.

Soon.

His eyes suddenly brightened, and the questions that had been confusing him seemed to be answered.

"It turns out that the end of imitation is not necessarily to become someone else and lose yourself. The direction of this path is ultimately decided by yourself."

In Yuki Satoru, he saw more possibilities.

"But before that, that move must be put on the agenda."

"The first serve is timed out and a warning is given."

Atobe remained stunned on the spot, his eyes were gray and his expression did not change, as if he could not hear the outside world.

This appearance drew boos from the audience.

And in Yuuki Satoru's eyes.

Atobe was struggling continuously at this time, and dozens of gray iron chains clanked as he shook them.

Unfortunately.
Click, click, click!

Tangled in chains.

Bind your hands and feet! Bind the head! Close the body!

And the thickest chain penetrates the heart.

A huge force was generated out of thin air, and the chain was stretched taut. Atobe felt that his whole body was being pulled downwards, falling into the endless darkness.

[From today on, I am the king of the Ice Emperor——]

【Indulge in my magnificent skills! 】

[My uncle’s evolution is advancing by leaps and bounds. 】

As they continued to fall, scenes of memory images appeared in front of Atobe's eyes, and then shattered!
Wow.
Atobe saw countless memory fragments dissipate, and wanted to reach out and grab them, but was unable to break free.

After a while, the only thing left in the darkness was the image of him being defeated by Yuuki Satoru before the Tokyo Tournament, and
An illusion about to be defeated.

Atobe's eyes were a little dazed, and his body fell weakly towards the abyss. There seemed to be only one sentence echoing in his mind.

"My tennis... is completely defeated!"

However, what he didn't know was that all of this was guided by Yuuki Satoru's spirit.

“Instead of closing yourself off and making people unpredictable, you directly close off your opponents and make them fall into self-doubt.
This is my closed heart! "

Yuuki Satoru is waiting for the referee's decision. This is a special attack move against Atobe, and he should not be able to break free for a while.

He looked around and saw faces full of disbelief. Even the people at Fudo Peak had expressions of surprise.

These people should be asking: "What exactly was done to Atobe?"

Yuki Satoru smiled slightly, but actually it wasn't that complicated behind it.

First, he used [Selfless Imitation] to imitate and strengthen Ninzu Yushi's closed heart, thereby sealing Atobe's ice world and prompting the other party's attention to completely shift to cracking the closed heart.

Secondly, I have been using thunder and arc flash alternately.

Because these two moves were the ones that had defeated Atobe before, he used this to constantly stir up Atobe's emotions.

Use the above two tricks as a guide, and finally use perfect imitation to reversely use the closed heart with your own understanding, secretly launching a spiritual attack.

Little by little, Atobe fell into the trap that had been dug long ago, and fell into deep self-doubt from which he could not extricate himself.

In fact, this is similar to Yukimura's destruction of the five senses.

Yukimura attaches his spirit to the tennis ball and affects his opponent through tug-of-war, thus making the opponent fear the tennis ball, gradually fall into a state of yips, and eventually lose his five senses.

His closed heart also found a starting point, and with the help of thunder, Atobe had self-doubt, and thus fell into the abyss of the spiritual level.

However, it is different.

Destruction of the five senses can be used on everyone, but Yuki Satoru's closed heart is a special attack on Atobe.

After all, other people will not just have their hearts closed to restrain their own unique skills, nor will they be defeated by Yuuki Satoru and have an urgent desire for revenge.

"The ice emperor's serve has timed out!
game, Fudomine Middle School Yuki Satoru, 3-0. "

The game continues.

After giving up the entire serve, Atobe finally regained some consciousness and walked to the opposite court aimlessly.

"Have you not recovered yet?"

Yuuki Satoru frowned slightly, threw the tennis ball, jumped up, and swung the racket.

The action is done in one go, simple and direct.

Bang!
The tennis ball was accurately pressed at the angle between the service line and the boundary line.

The speed is very fast and the angle is very tricky, but at the national level, this is an ordinary serve.

however.

wow~
The yellow light passed directly through Atobe's side, and the barbed wire fence was shaken violently by the unobstructed tennis ball.

"15-0."

Bang!
"30-0."

Bang!
"40-0."

Pah. Pah.
After gently pressing the tennis ball twice, Yuuki Satoru threw the tennis ball up again, with a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

"I thought you would do better."

Bang!
His arms twitched downwards in the air, and the tennis ball flew toward the diagonal corner of the service area.

"What a disappointment."

"What a joke!"

"My uncle is——

Atobe Keigo! ! ! "

Just when Yuuki Satoru thought that Atobe would end there.

Along with an angry roar, a gray-white figure suddenly moved.

Bang!
"Game, Fudomine Middle School Yuuki Satoru, 4-0."

(End of this chapter)