Tennis: Bind Longma at the beginning, double the return

Chapter 634 Son of God, Yukimura

Chapter 634: Son of God, Yukimura

boom-!

boom-!

boom-!

The stadium was filled with the sounds of confrontation between the two sides.

Frankensteiner kept hitting difficult returns in an attempt to score from Yukimura.

However, Yukimura also relied on his own improvement and excellent dynamic vision to defend. Both of them played the most perfect style of play, and there were only four landing points in the entire game.

They are the corner lines of the two sides' playing fields.

If someone didn't know the two of them well, they would think they were just playing practice ball, but in fact, only Yukimura was defending, while Frankensteiner was making a defensive transition.

For a while.

Frankensteiner really couldn't get the score from Yukimura.

Swish-!

boom-!

The racket sweeps across.

Yukimura caught the tennis ball and threw it towards the opposite court, causing a series of ripples on the court, indicating that the speed was extremely fast.

A flash of golden light passed by.

On the court, the two men kept fighting at a high speed, and every strike was full of impact.

But once the ball speed reaches a constant value, it will not increase any further.

The reason is.

Yukimura felt that pure speed was not enough to break through Frankensteiner's defense. The opponent's defensive awareness was increasing, and he did not have the ability to use speed to defeat Frankensteiner.

The suppression of the five-dimensional foundation has not yet reached that level.

Frankensteiner ran across the court, swinging his arms and swung the racket.

boom-!

The tennis ball once again ran through the court at an extreme speed, then landed and bounced at the opposite corner of the half court.

However, Yukimura still caught up and fought back.

"The more I watch this game, the more uncomfortable I feel."

Kiritani said with a frown, then rubbed his eyes.

This scene was also seen by everyone.

Both players have perfect playing styles, and their ultra-high-speed confrontation completely attracted everyone's attention. Coupled with the depressing atmosphere, as time went by, everyone's eyes became sore to a certain extent.

People began to consciously avoid capturing the bouncing trajectory of the tennis ball to relieve the eye fatigue.

Even the audience is like this, which indirectly shows that the five senses deprivation is about to take effect.

"These two guys are so strong."

Bismarck laughed.

Yamato was speechless and said, “Why do I feel it’s weird when these words come out of your mouth.”

On the playing field.

At this time, the high-speed confrontation between the two continued.

The score did not change, still 15:0, but the intensity of the confrontation was getting higher and higher.

Both Frankensteiner and Yukimura tried their best to return every ball.

"strangeness."

Yanagi Renji frowned slightly.

Normally, Frankensteiner should have seen Yukimura's games and should have known that they could not compete for a long time.

Does the other party want to be deprived of the fifth dimension voluntarily?

But that's too risky.

After all, not everyone is like Tezuka Kunimitsu and Echizen Ryoma, who can awaken on the spot and break through the world of five senses seamlessly.

"I'm getting the feeling. Senior Borg once said that the best way to break Yip syndrome is through willpower."

Frankensteiner's eyes became bloodshot and he felt increasingly sour.

Watching high-speed balls for a long time, coupled with Yukimura constantly breaking up his offense and the depressing atmosphere, the feeling of sourness became stronger and stronger.

"Is this the initial feeling of five sense deprivation? Then let me see how powerful this trick of yours is."

Frankensteiner rubbed his eyes.

Doing this on the court is no different from giving away points.

But Frankensteiner's reaction speed was very fast, and he was able to react even if Yukimura launched a high-speed counterattack at this time.

boom-!

"Does it feel bad, Frankensteiner?"

Yukimura reminded.

He threw his hand and hit the high-speed ball again.

"Humph, even if it's Yip syndrome, I can still break it with my own willpower!"

"Besides, you haven't put me into that sense deprivation yet."

Frankensteiner snorted coldly, swung his hand and hit the ball back again, also at high speed.

"The confrontation between these two guys actually made me feel something."

"Or is this what Yip syndrome feels like? It can affect the audience. It seems that Yukimura's move has become even stronger."

Bu Er exclaimed in admiration, then rubbed his eyes.

"Frankensteiner, you want to try sense deprivation on your own initiative, right?"

Yukimura said slowly.

Frankensteiner, who was running at high speed, glanced at Yukimura and said, "Yes, I will completely crush this move of yours and make you fall into an endless abyss."

"Then we'll see."

As soon as he finished speaking, Frankensteiner swung his hand and hit a high-speed ball, without any tension at all about the impending five-sense deprivation.

"In fact, you don't have to do this to be deprived of your five senses by me."

"You've already been on the path of sense deprivation since the first match."

"It's just a matter of speed."

Yukimura said softly, and the racket swept the ball back again.

Just at this moment.

The sense of oppression in the arena intensified.

Frankensteiner, who was still running, suddenly noticed a black spot in front of him, which was spreading rapidly.

The ball had just flown across half court when the black spot completely covered his vision.

The sudden change also made Frankensteiner stunned.

Let the tennis ball fly by.

boom-!

"Yukimura Seiichi scores, the score is 15:15!"

The referee blew the whistle.

"Hey, why did Frankensteiner stop where he is and not fight back?"

"Wasn't it fine just now?"

Some junior high school students who had never seen Yukimura play looked at him curiously.

Bismarck explained: "The five sense deprivation has been activated. Frankensteiner should have lost his vision now."

"The loss is vision?"

“That’s amazing~”

Schneider gave a fat thumbs up.

"In Sakura, Yukimura is called the Son of God, partly because of this skill."

Lin Nan explained with a smile.

"That's amazing. You, a big pervert, brought back a bunch of little perverts."

Hearing this, Lin Nan rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "Who are you calling a pervert?"

...

"It's amazing. It actually made my vision disappear."

Loss of vision.

Frankensteiner was not at all flustered, but rather became more serious.

It seems like I am carefully experiencing the world after visual deprivation.

“Although I have lost my vision, my other senses seem to have improved.”

Frankensteiner muttered.

"of course."

"Other senses are better, which also means you will be deprived of other senses by me faster."

Yukimura's gentle voice came faintly.

"Really? It's so scary."

Frankensteiner was slightly startled.

"Then comes touch and hearing."

Yukimura spoke sternly.

He swung his hand and hit the serve again, his tone calm and his expression cold.

Swish-!

Frankensteiner threw the tennis ball into the air.

Although he has lost his vision, his serving posture has been deeply ingrained in his muscle memory.

Nothing can go wrong at all.

boom-!

A loud crash was heard.

"Sure enough, visual deprivation alone is not enough."

Yukimura was secretly shocked by Frankensteiner's performance.

Even Tezuka couldn't perform a perfect Zero serve in a state of visual deprivation.

However, Yukimura was able to hit the ball to the exact same spot.

can only say.

He is indeed a genius specially trained by Lin Nan.