Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 314 God of Death vs Son of God, the Gap between Man and God
There was an uproar.

too suddenly.

No one expected that the most anticipated game would start like this.

"On one side is the man who was once hailed as the son of God in the Neon Kingdom. He has never lost a game and is known as the man who is closest to God."

"On the other side is the man who has suddenly emerged this year and defeated all powerful enemies. He is called the God of Death."

"One is close to a god, and the other has become a god. This game can be called a battle between gods and false gods. As long as Yukimura Seiichi wins, Kamidaoran can be pulled down from the altar." Inui Sadaharu said every word.

"But in reality, Yukimura Seiichi's winning rate will not exceed 20%."

Gan Zhenzhi shook his head and sighed.

He doesn't have the current data of Yukimura Seiichi at all, so he can only roughly calculate the data of Yukimura Seiichi based on the progress speed of the top players, so the data is for reference only.

"It looks like the Son of God will be fun." On the coaching bench, Nanjiro Echizen smiled. He glanced at the tall figure in the stands, and his eyes flashed: "I didn't expect that the professional tennis world has already paid attention to the Kamidai kid. Look, Gold always shines."

"Professional tennis will be interesting in the future."

The two sides met in front of the net. Kamishiro Ai was smiling and calm. In contrast, Yukimura Seiichi looked more excited.

"Kamidai!! Although I have been looking forward to competing with you, when this moment comes, my body will still tremble with excitement!"

Yukimura Seiichi firmly held Jindai Lan's hand: "I've been waiting for a day for a long time."

"Then you have to behave well." Lan Jindai narrowed his eyes and smiled.

The two let go, and Seiichi Yukimura heard Kandai Lan's soft voice: "Don't try to use the five senses to win the score, it won't work for me."

Hearing this, Yukimura Seiichi's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Whether it is invalid or not, you will know later." He held the racket back blankly: "Front or reverse?"

"The weather is so good today, I made the right choice." Jindailan said with a smile.

"Bang." The tennis ball fell to the ground.

The right to serve came to Yukimura Seiichi's side.

The two sides walked toward the rear in silence.

"Why does it feel like there is already a smell of gunpowder?" All the candidates from Fudo Peak swallowed.

"What did the minister say to Jindai? Why does it feel that the minister is angry and his expression has changed?" Li Haida's side, Yagyu pushed his glasses.

"Given the nature of Kamiyo, he probably ignored the minister just like he ignored the deputy minister." Marui Bunta shrugged, then realized that he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Hey, Mrs. Wen, don't say anything nonsense." Others hurriedly smoothed things over.

Sanada folded his hands on his chest, snorted coldly, his eyes flickered, and said to himself: "Kamidai, I'm sorry I didn't compete with you. Don't underestimate Yukimura. He is no longer what he used to be. The disease has transformed him. Although He may not have much training time, but his rate of improvement is definitely not worse than mine."

"The basic fifth dimension of the Age of God is far superior to mine. To defeat him, eliminating the five senses is the only chance. I must find a way to exert psychological hints." Seiichi Yukimura patted the tennis ball lightly.

Eliminating the five senses requires hints from the premise, but Yukimura also knows clearly that the spiritual power of the Age of God is far beyond his own, and it is basically impossible to successfully eliminate the five senses.

Unless you find another way.

No time to think about it!

Seiichi Yukimura's eyes fixed, he tossed the ball violently, stretched his body, and with just a simple swing, the tennis ball disappeared in a flash, turning into a golden light and appearing in the half court of Jindailan in an instant.

The coat draped behind him trembled when it landed and stayed firmly on his shoulders. His handsome and calm posture made many fans crazy.

"What an astonishing speed, you are worthy of being a great minister at Rikkai University! Even though he was hospitalized for so long, his ability has not deteriorated!" This goal shocked many people.

"This ball speed has almost reached the speed at which a ball enters the soul." Inui Sadaharu wrote the number 180 on the paper with a trembling tone: "I can hit such a ball speed in the first trial. It seems that I still underestimated Yukimura. city."

"Bang." Faced with Yukimura Seiichi's serve, Kojiro Ai swung the racket casually and hit a redirected tennis ball as if he were dealing with a normal serve.

"Kamidai, your strength should be more than this, right? Please be serious."

Seiichi Yukimura came to the landing point in a blink of an eye, raised his racket and swung it towards the air, and the next moment he saw the yellow tennis ball piercing towards Lan Jindai.

"Shua." In the next moment, a beam of light skipped over, and before everyone had time to react, it knocked away the clothes behind Yukimura Seiichi, took it into the sky, and finally nailed it firmly into the barbed wire.

"Brush." ​​The tennis ball was still spinning, causing sparks to rub against the jacket.

Not long after, a faint burnt smell came from the coat.

Shendailan's understatement sounded: "Blow more cold wind, learn more and read more."

"This guy" Yukimura Seiichi's pupils shook.

"The speed of the ball just now was not even caught by my eyes. The tennis ball should have been hit back just after it passed the net. It was a volley ball." Seiichi Yukimura's mind was racing: "If this continues, it will be difficult to exert psychological hints."

"Huh." Yukimura Seiichi's expression froze, he took a deep breath and mobilized his body strength.

"Bang!" It was another super high-speed serve.

"The Eleventh of Breaking the Way: Lightning Bolt!"

Jindailan's eyes moved slightly, and he swiped at the flying tennis ball.

"Bang!" The lightning came instantly, leaving a golden trail in the air. Yukimura Seiichi stared at the tennis ball and swung it at the critical moment.

"Whoosh!" The tennis ball flew across the net, drew a beautiful arc, and fell towards the other half of Shendailan.

The shadow of the ball reflected into the pupils of Jindai Lan, flickering faintly.

"Bang." At the moment of catching the ball, Jindai Lan sensed the mysterious spiritual hint from the tennis ball.

"It's a pity that the prelude to destroying the five senses doesn't work for me." Shendailan's huge mental power directly crushed the spiritual suggestion.

The two sides fought fiercely.

After 1 minute, Yukimura Seichi noticed something was wrong.

"No matter how I exert spiritual suggestions, I can't have an impact on the Age of Gods."

From a normal rhythm, the other party should first have a vague feeling in a certain sense organ, which will continue to weaken until it disappears.

But Shendailan's senses from the beginning of the game to the present are still the same.

"There is no other way. It seems that we can only take that step." Yukimura Seiichi's expression darkened.

Before the game, he had already expected that killing the five senses would not work.

So to deal with this situation, he already has countermeasures.

"40-0."

As Kindai Ai scored another point, everyone noticed that there was a change in Yukimura Seiichi.

It was as if he had lost his vision, and it was extremely strenuous to walk and run.

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"Visual deprivation in destroying the five senses?!" Sanada exclaimed.

"Has Yukimura's vision been taken away by the Age of God?"

Everyone came to a shocking conclusion.

"No, you guys seem to be a little surprised by the expression of Shendai." Liu Lian'er said in a deep voice.

"Deprive yourself of vision? It's interesting, it looks like it will be fun." Shendailan narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Let me see what cards you have."

(End of this chapter)