The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

So this is what it feels like to lose your five senses...

I can feel the presence of my limbs and control them, but that's all.

After his subconscious mind stopped receiving auditory information and went into a state of shutdown, he proactively exited the sleeping state, intending to find other ways to combat the suppression of his five senses. Mori Jusaburo waved his right hand holding the racket.

It's truly impossible to see, hear, or perceive anything.

It's like being in a dark void, disconnected from the world.

Only the heart was pounding violently, and the blood was surging.

Mori Jusaburo strained to concentrate, trying to find a way to combat the annihilation of the five senses in this pure darkness. He attempted to recreate the shape of the stadium and visualize Kamiya You's position...

However, it was all in vain.

His attempt not only failed to produce results, but it was as if he had opened Pandora's box.

As he entered the darkness, the suffocating and panic-inducing feeling that had been forcibly suppressed by his subconscious, almost robotic, inorganic calculations, gripped him tightly. This feeling stemmed from the complete stripping away of his senses.

Although rationally he knew that the loss of his five senses was only temporary—that he had only been hit by the captain's mental ball technique that annihilated his five senses, and that his three senses would recover over time—

But emotionally, his fear, amplified by the boundless darkness, screamed madly, weaving the most terrifying nightmares:

What if? What if it can't be restored?! What if we never... never again see the blue sky and green grass, never feel the weight of the earth, and never hear those familiar sounds again?!

Mori Jusaburo clenched his left hand tightly into his palm, breathing heavily involuntarily, cold sweat pouring out, completely soaking his already half-soaked sweatshirt and blue and white trousers.

He stood frozen in place. Logically, he knew he should switch service courts to serve, but in reality, he didn't know which way to go; he didn't know where the path led.

He groped around in his pocket with his left hand, trying to find the tennis ball that should be in his pocket, but he couldn't find it! He couldn't find it!

Upon seeing this, the audience in the stands immediately began to discuss it.

"Oh, this..."

"What's wrong with Mori-kun this time?"

"They gave up receiving the ball before, and now they've given up serving. Giving up serving can't be interpreted as some kind of strategic abandonment, can it?"

"Hmm, really? You guys really didn't notice? And Huang Chuan, why do I feel like you're harboring a lot of malice towards Mori? Mori's condition clearly shows he's been hit by the 'Sensory Annihilation' spell!"

"Who in their right mind would be poking at a racket like that? Oh, I'm not saying Mori isn't normal, he's just temporarily not normal right now, um, because he's temporarily not normal due to the five senses being destroyed."

"Moreover, Maori was groping around there, swinging his racket in the air, and he didn't respond when the referee called out to him. That clearly means he lost his hearing and sight."

Hearing this, Shiba Saori nodded in agreement, because she wanted to see things more clearly.

The camera in her hand clearly showed Mori Jusaburo's unfocused pupils, so at least Mori's vision was definitely gone.

As for Atobe Keigo, who was now alone in the center of the stands, looking at Mori Jusaburo's current appearance, he couldn't help but recall the first time he was hit by Kamiya's Five Senses Destroyer before the start of the school year.

Tsk,

Atobe quickly looked away from the image, then snorted inwardly.

In any case, I definitely didn't look as pathetic as Mori back then.

Meanwhile, in the arena, Mori Jusaburo clenched his left hand, his flat nails digging completely into his palm. He knew clearly in his heart that his fate was sealed.

Now he only has two paths before him: either he concedes defeat, or the stalemate continues for a while, and then the referee, according to the rules, determines that he is unable to continue the match and announces that he has lost due to his inability to compete.

Mori Jusaburo was silent for a few seconds, then he slightly raised his head, his lips moved, and he spoke frankly in a slightly hoarse voice, "I admit defeat."

The referee then declared, "The match is over!"

"You Kamiya wins this match!"

"Wow, wow, wow—the minister is awesome!"

"Wow! As expected of Kamiya-sama!"

"Invincible—!"

"The Demon King is unparalleled!!"

The cheers from the stands rose even higher, nearly lifting the non-existent ceiling and startling a flock of birds into flight.

Kamiya You smiled, temporarily ignoring the system message flashing before his eyes, and snapped his fingers.

The blood mist that had been swirling around Mori Jusaburo instantly melted away like ice and snow, dissipating completely without a trace.

At the same time, the blood-red pupils in his eyes turned black again, and the Sharingan was shut down.

Meanwhile, Mori Jusaburo felt a sudden, blinding white light explode before his eyes. He involuntarily closed them abruptly, then slowly reopened them.

Blue sky, white clouds, blue court, white lines, net, Kamiya You's figure... everything flooded back into his vision.

At the same time, he heard various noises and felt a clear pain in his left hand.

My right hand could clearly feel the rough texture of the racket handle and the smoothness of the sweat on it.

"It's back?! My sense of touch, sight, hearing... they're all back?!"

For a moment, Mori Jusaburo felt a mixture of elation at surviving a catastrophe and a sense of disorientation, as if he had been transported to another world.

His left hand kept opening and closing, and even the bloodstains from his fingernails seemed so endearing and endearing.

Then he looked up and examined every part of the field with almost greedy, meticulous scrutiny.

Only now does he truly understand what it means to only appreciate something after you've lost it!

Finally, Mori Jusaburo fixed his gaze on Kamiya Yo, especially on his eyes, which had now turned black again.

It can release, but it can also control the annihilation of the five senses...

This mastery of mental power in ball skills...

call--

Mori Jusaburo let out a long sigh of relief.

In his view, taking back something is much more difficult than taking it back, so Kamiya You's casual snap of his fingers and taking it back completely refreshed his understanding of his power.

On the other side, Kamiya You took in Mori Jusaburo's reactions.

Since Mori took the initiative to try to eliminate the five senses in order to become a more solid pillar for Hyotei, he would not be stingy with rewards for it. For example, right now, he directly withdrew the effect of eliminating the five senses.

Well, since his suppression of the five senses mainly relies on the hypnosis of the Sharingan, as long as he deliberately dispels the hypnosis before putting away the Sharingan, the effect of suppressing the five senses can be immediately removed.

Walking to the net, Kamiya Yo extended his left hand to Mori Jusaburo, "Well played, Mori."