[Comprehensive] The Light Chaser

When Niwang walked to the front of the net, his expression was a little dazed.

No, not just looks.

If you just look at him and Fuji, you may not be able to tell who is the loser.Although there is a vague unwillingness in Buer's expression, Nio's pale face after withdrawing his spiritual power is also very eye-catching.So is the excess sweat that I carry on my body.

Is this an overdraft?

Can't help but guess.

"Niou-kun..." He took Nio's hand.

And Nioh was absent-mindedly doing post-match etiquette.

He raised his eyes slightly when he heard Buer's voice, and the man who restrained his provocative expression looked innocent when he opened his eyes wide.

"Thanks for the advice," he said.

"...Thank you for your advice."

Originally, Fuji wanted to ask what exactly Nioh meant and what "phantom" was, but at the end he didn't know what words to use.Because the opponent took advantage of his particularity and concern for Tezuka...

Is there anything wrong with this?

From a tactical level, there is no problem.

And he even knew that his chances of winning were slim.Maybe he didn't think so at the beginning, but since Nioh showed the "state of no self", some things were beyond his control.

Then, that may be the state that broke the shackles of the selfless realm...

He walked back to the rest area with a complicated expression, and smiled apologetically at his teammates who were looking at him worriedly: "I'm sorry, I lost."

"It's not your fault!" Kikumaru couldn't help but rushed forward and hugged him, "No two, no two, don't blame yourself."

How can you not blame yourself?

Fuji smiled wryly.

He thought that he had failed Tezuka's expectations, and also failed the expectations of these teammates... The genius is second to none, has he reached the limit like this?

Thinking of this, he raised his head to meet the concerned eyes of his teammates.

"I……"

"It's okay! We still have a chance in the national competition!" Dashi said loudly.

Bu Er nodded hesitantly.

The game has to go on, even if the outcome has been determined, the Kanto finals have always required a full five rounds.

"To win, Agan, Echizen." Fuji said, "At least don't let Lihai get into trouble..."

Don't let Li Haida turn the score into 5-0.

But the opponent was the Emperor Sanada, and he didn't have much confidence in saying that he wanted to win. On the contrary, Echizen...

The opponent is that Yukimura, so Echizen might win too, right?

He is a first-year student with unlimited possibilities, which makes seniors like them turn their heads!

When Nioh walked off the stage over there, Yukimura got a worried look: "Are you okay?"

"...a small accident."

Yukimura tilted his head and didn't say anything about the abnormality of Nioh's breath that he found.He didn't feel anything but he knew it wasn't an ordinary state of selflessness, there must be something interfering, but maybe a monster that suddenly appeared in the stadium?

Yukimura knew that what he saw that night was something he shouldn't have seen.It was a mouthful to say this, but he noticed it from Nioh's words and deeds.

But what if it's not a monster, but Nioh himself has a problem?

The feeling of being out of control in the realm of selflessness... But after losing control, why did it become a more powerful realm?

He felt that he probably couldn't ask anything.

When Niwang returned to the rest area, his face was much better.

He really wanted to grab the white fox's tail and rub it vigorously, but unfortunately the white fox disappeared after the game.And he had never touched a single hair of a white fox.

This act of self-assertion...

I can win it myself!

Is there something wrong? !

He was furious, but he was surrounded by his teammates, so he could only sit in his seat with a frown.

Then suddenly a hand stretched out from the side, holding a bar of chocolate in it.

Nioh: "?"

"Hypoglycemia, right?" Marui said, with a meaningful smile, "Remember to bring chocolate, and treat hypoglycemia calmly."

Nioh blinked and let out a breath.

He took the chocolate and unwrapped it.

He broke off a piece and popped it into his mouth.

The hazelnut flavor is strong and the milk chocolate is sweet.He was so tired of the smell, he could only find water and fill half of the bottle to suppress the nausea.Then he looked at Marui with disbelief: "Do you usually eat two of these a day?"

"Is there a problem?" Marui tilted his head.

Nioh: "...No."

As a salty party, he can't understand it, but forget it, it's better not to start a war between the salty party and the sweet party.

He thought for a while and stuffed the chocolate aside.

Liu Sheng: "...?"

"Calm down," King Ni said.

Liu Sheng: "..."

The determined outcome has brought about further changes in the momentum of both sides.

Lihai's cheers were deafening, while Qingxue became visibly depressed.

Amidst the cheers, Sanada prepares to play.

Liu called to stop him halfway.

"Xianichiro." The "counselor" of Li Haida, who seemed to be particularly fighting today, smiled, "Don't hold back."

"..." Sanada glanced at Liu in surprise, and snorted, "I won't relax!"

He said something to Yukimura when he walked to the coaching seat, and took off the weights on his hands and feet.This made the spectators clamor again.

"What happened to the staff today?" Queen Ren belatedly remembered that something was wrong with Liu Sheng after the game with Liu.

Although the white fox's spiritual power suddenly disrupted his own spiritual power circulation, it quickly merged with his own spiritual power after he left the field, and there seemed to be no obstacle at all.So he doesn't even need the long recovery time in the past.

At this moment, his complexion had recovered, and Marui next to him nagged, "I knew you had low blood pressure again, let me bring you chocolate", and his emotions were very complicated.He simply put aside the matter of the white fox and cared about the game.

Marui told him about the partner Yoo Jae-kook had when he was young.

"The one from Aigaku...was Liu Kun's childhood partner." Marui told the story he had told Yagyu again, "Jack and I went to the Jr match in Tokyo to learn about our doubles opponents. The most famous elementary school doubles team. So I was surprised to see Liu Shichao for the first time in Lihai University, and Liu also switched to singles. But now he started playing doubles for no reason... Oh, Liu, I am not talking about you! "

Liu pursed her lips, pretending not to care about the conversation that followed.

In fact, Marui was not afraid of him, he just put on a show. Seeing Liu turned around again, he continued: "I heard that they had played a game but didn't finish it. The next day Liu transferred to another school."

Nioh marveled at Marui's power of gossip: "Where did you hear that?"

"Didn't we meet Qing Xue when the game was postponed last time? I heard a few words of their conversation. Although they didn't notice me."

Nioh: "..."

The game on the field has already begun while they are chatting.

Basically no one is looking forward to the result of this game, because everyone has a psychologically expected ending for the result of this game.

That's Genichiro Sanada, the king of middle school tennis!

It was Sanada who even defeated that Atobe!

Atobe in the auditorium didn't know that he was compared with Sanada by many audiences.

His mind was still on the game just now.

No two, and King Ren.

He is naturally sensitive to spiritual power, so he noticed the spiritual power that shrouded the field from the very beginning.He guessed that it would be a back trick, or a layout or something.

But Nioh suddenly changed his rhythm halfway through his good fight, and his whole state became very unstable. It seemed that it was not due to internal reasons but external reasons.

What happened in the arena just now?

And Nioh's strength, is it really stable or is it inherently unstable?

"Li Haida..."

Li Haida, what is hiding?

Fuji obviously hasn't got Nioh to show his real hole card, because with his vision, he can see that Nioh in the auditorium has recovered.Complete recovery.What about Sanada?In the practice match a semester ago, what was Sanada's hiding that he could feel?

He looked into the field, and the situation and score were not what he expected.

He was not disappointed, but just thought calmly, it seems that Sanada's hole card can be hidden for a while longer.

Qingxue's work can't force Sanada's hole card.Being able to draw Sanada's trump card... Atobe's eyes suddenly became hot.Tezuka, Yukimura, he chanted these two names, and looked at the short first-year student wearing a hat in the youth team.

Can that one-year-old draw out Yukimura's hole card?

No, how is it possible?

That Yukimura Seichi...

"Why, Atobe, are you suddenly impatient?" Shinobu asked.

Atobe was not surprised that the Bingdi genius next to him noticed his emotional change.

The proud emperor snorted: "Qingxue is really ugly, compared to Lihai..."

"Well, but the person who defeated him was also defeated by Li Hai, isn't it somewhat emotional?"

"Hmph! After defeating the Ice Empress, you should perform even better!"

Lest everyone think that Bingdi is a group of underdogs.But in the current situation, the Ice Empress has...

Atobe's eyes darkened, suppressing the emotions that suddenly rushed into his heart.

The 6-0 in singles two was expected by most of the audience.

Since even the singles three Fuer was cut 6-0, then Sanada, who played the second Lihai in singles, should be stronger.

Indeed, as they expected, the game has not changed its direction from the beginning.

Sanada promised Liu not to keep his hands, and he did take off the weight, and used Fenglin Huoshan.

Sanada played like an erupting volcano. Whether it was offense or defense, he was completely at the national level—no, he had surpassed the national level.

This kind of game is much more attractive on the scene than the fantasy struggle of spiritual power and realm.

At the end of the fight, even the ordinary audience who were not Li Haida couldn't help shouting Changsheng Lihaida and the emperor must win along with Lihaida's cheerleaders.

"Sounds like a second grader." King Ni raised his head in cheers.

Marui chewed his gum: "Think you've been robbed?"

"……That was not what I meant."

"Well, but it's true. You can also use Sanada's Furin volcano. Compared with the strength he has displayed now compared to your desperate efforts in the last game..." Marui clasped his hands together, "Why did you work so hard in the last game?"

Nioh: "..."

I didn't fight, I planned well, but the script was disrupted.

Damn it, I really need to teach the white fox a lesson!

Thinking so, he stared twice at Sanada who was leaving the stage.

Sanada: "...?"

Now there is only one game left.

A singles game.

According to the practice and unspoken rules of the middle school league, this will be a decisive battle between the ministers of the two teams.Even if it is not a minister, it will be a trump card.And what about the current situation?

Li Hai was indeed the minister, but Qingxue was neither the minister nor the deputy minister.

Not even the default second in command.

"A first-year student...?" Yukimura stood up and smiled at the changed name on the scoreboard, "I'm not the type to teach other people's juniors."

"Yeah, he didn't even take lessons with his juniors." Marui murmured in a low voice, "Look how Chiya was brought up by Sanada."

Nioh felt that Marui was particularly bold today.

"What happened to you today?" He asked strangely.

Marui leaned back: "No, nothing."

Nioh, who received the invitation to the Kanto Youth Championship a few weeks later, will know that Marui's anomaly is because Yukimura proposed to him to break up with Kuwahara, but he still doesn't know anything, so he just glanced at Marui in surprise .

Then he turned his attention back to the game.

He thought for a while, and called Yukimura: "Minister."

"Ok?"

"That one-year-old." King Ni made a gesture, "He seems to be the son of Echizen Nanjiro."

"...Echizen, Nanjiro?"

This name, which represents an entire era of tennis, successfully changed Yukimura's aura.

His coat hadn't blown up, and neither had his hair.

Considering that a good teacher might be angry, he also took off the weight next to the instructor's seat.He thought for a few seconds beside the chair, then raised his head: "King Ni, sit here."

Originally thinking of Li Sanada: "...???"

Seeing that Sanada's expression was too funny, Nioh concealed his surprise.

He stood up in response.

There is water and clean towels next to the instructor's seat, and the view is very good.

This is the first time that Nioh sat in this position during an official game (as well as an unofficial game).He knew what this move meant, because besides ordinary spectators on and off the court, there were opponents they would meet in the national competition and reporters from major tennis magazines.

What is Yukimura trying to say?

"Although I know you won't admit it, but..." Yukimura laughed, "Let's take a good look at the recovery of my strength. After all, this is the result of your hard work, right?"

Nioh opened his eyes wide for a moment.

He wondered what Yukimura was talking about, the saying that the results of hard work...

"I didn't do anything at all." He avoided Yukimura's gaze, "Minister, that was your own effort."

"Maybe." Yukimura frowned.

He turned around to play, and Nioh remembered the scene in his dream that he couldn't believe every time he looked back.

"Minister, be careful." King Ni said, "That kid..."

"Echizen Nanjiro's son, isn't it?" Yukimura's mouth curved a little arrogantly, "The gap between my son and myself, and how much skill the heir has learned, I will confirm."

The whistle blew, the last game of the finals of the Kanto Tournament.singles one.

The right to the ball belongs to Qingxue.

Echizen looked at the person who was called "Middle School Tennis No.1" and "Son of God" on the opposite side, and his smile was full of the unique publicity and vigor of a teenager.

"What kind of ability do you have—" He tossed the tennis ball and swung the racket vigorously, "I will make sure by myself!"

Outspin the serve!

The curvature of Yukimura's lips deepened.

His movement of catching up to the landing point of the tennis ball was not too fast, and his swinging movement was full of freehand brushwork: "It's too slow."

The spin and angle of the tennis ball are very standard, and it is an outspin serve that can hit full marks.At the age of a first-year, it is indeed top-notch strength.but……

No matter how talented a person is, it takes time to accumulate!

I know you may have practiced tennis as soon as you walked, and you have a top coach, and you are still in the United States, where there is no shortage of strong opponents.However, the tennis world in Japan is not that simple, and I—

Yukimura's eyes showed infinite fighting spirit.

He raised his lips towards the boy with a surprised expression on his face: "Be more serious, just like this, you can't defeat me."

"Gamewonby Yukimura, 1-0!"

Exchange venues.

Yukimura, who walked back to the coaching seat, raised his eyebrows and commented on Echizen: "Although you think highly of him, but from this round alone, he is not as strong as Chi."

Nioh thought it might be something happened between the Kanto competition and the national competition, but who knows what happened?

"I'm just guessing," he said, "but look, Sanada and I both played 6-0, and you can't get caught in the gutter."

Yukimura smiled: "It's really rare to see you so sophistry. Is it the Waterloo of the fraudster?"

"Minister~" Nioh leaned on the chair in the steering seat, feeling a little helpless, "What are you doing today..."

"Me today? I'm probably too excited. I haven't played tennis for a long time." Yukimura said and picked up the racket again.He raised his hand and straightened the headband: "I can't help it... If you hit too hard, the first-year will be ruined, right?"

"However, Tezuka's favorite successor is Echizen Nanjiro's son, so he probably won't be so vulnerable." Yukimura tilted his head after speaking, "Hey, King Ni."

"Puri?"

"Many of my tricks are familiar to you. But there are some you haven't seen before."

"……minister?"

"Let me let you see, it doesn't matter if you use it directly as the material of the phantom. I also want to know how much you can think of me as a 'phantom'." Yukimura smiled and shook his head, "After all, the most powerful enemy is yourself. .If you can do it, then my way up will be wider, won't it?"

Nioh stared blankly at Yukimura walking onto the stage.

He wondered if Yukimura wanted him to phantom him as "Yukimura" and then keep playing games?

"I won't do this kind of thing!" King Ren muttered.

It's time-consuming, labor-intensive, and physically and mentally exhausting. Just thinking about it makes people resist.

Still, new, trick?

This is, well, worth looking forward to.

Thinking this way, he watched Yukimura stand still on the field.

The spiritual power that belonged exclusively to Yukimura slowly spread out, covering the entire stadium.The fluctuation of mental power even caused the wind.

This feeling……

Why does it make people think that the opponent is so tall?

This feeling of suffocation...

Echizen opened his eyes wide, and couldn't help breaking out a drop of cold sweat.

Then he watched Yukimura throw the tennis ball leisurely, swinging the racket step by step.

!

Can't see clearly!

A tennis ball, like a yellow lightning bolt, hit his feet directly.

second, third...

I see!

Can catch up!

The small step allowed Echizen to barely reach the spot where the ball landed, but when he hit back, he found Yukimura at the end of his tennis path.

So fast? !

Pump!

too……

He hastily switched his racquet to his right hand, saving the ball but the expected slam turned into a lob.

shit!

Echizen raised his head, and sure enough, he saw Yukimura jumping high on the opposite side.

Snapped!

When the tennis ball hit the ground, he wanted to be concentrated by the lightning, and his whole body seemed to be paralyzed.

what is this?

He froze for a moment, hearing the referee's whistle.

"40-0!"

Oops, match point!

"It's coming." Yukimura said.

He still has the same serving posture, but the sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground is like thunder.

Echizen was running, running, but suddenly stopped.

His eyes became blank.

"Echizen! What are you doing?!" his teammates shouted.

But Echizen didn't hear it.

What is he thinking?

What about the sound?

Why has the whole world become so quiet?

Also, is my hand holding a racket?Why can't I feel anything?Are you stepping on the field?

He took a step in a daze, and the whole world suddenly seemed to collapse into pieces.Then the stadium and auditorium in the field of vision followed the debris and went away.

what happened? !

The tennis ball landed.

It wasn't just tennis balls that landed.

Looking at the short boy who suddenly fell to his knees, Yukimura's expression became cold.

"Yips," he said softly, "feel it? No, you can't feel anything."

This is despair.

How hopeless is that feeling?

Only he understands.

He had experienced the pain of being unable to move, being paralyzed, and being in darkness.Hours and hours, the despair that almost collapsed but forced myself to persevere.

What can be shown on the court is only one-tenth.

But this is enough, even if it is one tenth, it is enough to make a person lose all fighting spirit, right?

"Gamewonby Yukimura, 2-0!"

Yukimura turned around and walked back to the instructor's seat.

Coach Ryuzaki stood up and looked worriedly at the teenagers in the arena: "Ryoma? Ryoma?!"

"Hey, what did you do to Ryoma?!"

Such accusations made Yukimura stop.

He turned his head to the side, and his expressionless expression made the Qing Xue Zhengxuan who were about to riot stop breathing.

Then Yukimura hooked his lips very lightly, but without a smile, and his eyes were also completely indifferent: "He will be fine."

"what?!"

"I didn't do anything, did I? If he can't move, it's just his lack of willpower." Saying that, Yukimura turned around.

He no longer paid attention to Qingxue's commotion.

"Minister, it's really scary." Nioh said in a complicated tone.

This time, Yukimura's eyebrows and eyes were filled with warmth.

He sat down and took the water glass handed over by King Ren: "Why, are you afraid?"

"Anyway, this trick..."

"Have you seen this trick?"

Judging from the reaction of the first-year students in Qingxue, it is probably impossible to guess it immediately.But Niwang showed such an expression.

"You don't need to spend too much time to copy this move." Yukimura asserted.

Nioh blinked, but didn't answer directly.He stretched out his hand: "Minister, that kid seems to be stronger than you think."

"what?"

"It seems that the game can be played for a while longer." Nio backhanded the water cup in Yukimura's hand, "Go to the field, Minister~"

Yukimura: "..."

"It's really not big or small." He complained half-truthfully, and picked up the racket again.

Stronger than I thought?

As it should be.

A tennis club, placed in the singles team, is a first-year student whose seniors really expected——

"I hope Tezuka's vision is better." He muttered to himself and walked onto the court.