Lehigh High School Boys Tennis Club

The game went well.

King Ren walks off.

He expended a lot of energy and physical strength.In fact, he himself was quite surprised that it could be done like this.After this game, he understood his weakness better.This state can only last for a whole game, and at most the second game is his flaw.High school games are best-of-three games, and it's useless if he only has one perfect play.

But whatever, he still has time to figure it out.

Now all he has to do is celebrate the success.

He made the final post-match etiquette with his opponent, and had a brief chat with Mitsuya when he walked back to the preparation area.

Mitsuya's beautiful eyes hidden under the lens looked at him with a faint smile and some inquiring meaning.

Nioh doesn't care about this.

He and Mitsuya will not become very familiar either.

Whether you can become a good partner with someone is something that you can probably perceive at the first sight of meeting.

Nioh only needs to do the etiquette that he thinks the younger generation should do.

No more.

"Minister, it's your turn." He extended his hand to Yukimura who was already standing at the entrance of the stadium.

A high five.

Yukimura used a little force, and when the palms of the two collided, there was a crisp sound.

He withdrew his numb hands, took off the coat hanging from his shoulders and threw it into King Ren's arms: "Just watch."

The minister was a little excited.

Nioh hugged his coat and blinked in surprise.

Yukimura rarely does such high-profile things.He meant that throwing the coat out was more than a gesture.In fact, when he stretched out his hand just now, he was ready for Yukimura to ignore him, but when he slapped his hand, it still hurt.

The minister was a little excited.

Nioh confirmed his judgment.

He looked at Yukimura's expression, smiling as always, with the arrogance that belonged exclusively to Yukimura.

It seems that the game will be very exciting.

Nioh thought.

It's been a long time since he's seen Yukimura's excitement just right.A little more is too tense, and a little less seems careless.

So he blew a rare whistle, put two fingers on his forehead, and gestured to Yukimura.

Yukimura laughed at him.

Yukimura was distracted for a few minutes as he stepped onto the court.

Of course I was thinking about the game.

Think tennis.

want to win.

Think about Echizen Ryoma.

In the 15 years of Yukimura Seiichi's life, more than half of the process has been smooth sailing.He looks good and has been smart since he was a child. After he liked tennis, he couldn't beat the senior students for a period of time.

At that time, he was still a little Douding, but he understood the feeling of "unreconciled" and "wanting to win" very early on.

What if one person can't?

That's two people.

He found the only kid in the club about his height.

He went over to say hello to him and asked if he wanted to play doubles together.

At that time, Sanada was not the person who is between a teenager and a young man with tanned skin and 1.8 meters in length like a rock, but a person who likes to wear a hat and has a fleshy face and big eyes. Child.

This kid is very different from him, but there is one thing in common.

None of them wanted to admit defeat.

Year after year, they quickly beat the seniors at the club.

The taste of victory is so sweet.

Since then, Yukimura has been fascinated by that taste.

The cruelty of competitive sports brought him only refreshment.

He likes the sense of accomplishment after defeating an opponent.And there are so many of his opponents, taller and stronger than him, but so what?He Yukimura Seiichi will always be the strongest.

One opponent after another fell at his feet.

Gradually he became the strongest one.

It was a great feeling.Seriously, no one wants to lose.Isn't it fun to win a game?How happy that is.

So when he lost to Echizen Ryoma last year, he was confused and puzzled.

Why is he not playing happy tennis?Isn't the happiest thing about playing tennis is to pursue victory and actually win it?

But then he figured out one thing.

The so-called seamless limit is definitely not something that can be explained by a few simple happy tennis games.That's not his tennis ball.He has to take the blame because he lost the game.But he needn't feel bad about not mastering the limits of seamlessness.He just needs to find the loopholes in the seamless limit.

He was quite sentimental during his illness.

Sentimental felt hit once by Sanada.

Of course he holds grudges, but he also feels that the words of his little friend who grew up with him are right.

During that time his reason was jumping sideways.

By the way, what do you know?Only I can understand the feeling of pain.

On the other hand, people's pain and joy are inseparable, why do you ask everyone to understand?Your suffering can only be overcome by yourself, don't be a coward.

And all the pain, after he finally overcome the injury, became a bit bitter sweet again.

He finally overcome the pain.He tasted victory again.Still the same sweet.

Yukimura gradually figured out one thing.

He was born to be a conqueror, a king, a god, and he should always climb to the top.

Nothing can beat him.

And those who once defeated him will become his nourishment.

He will always get it back.

Now he is standing at one end of the court, looking at the kid who is two years younger than him on the opposite side.

It's an amazing talent.

Those who can possess this kind of talent seem to be destined to become the favored ones of heaven.

But he won't waver.

He has decided to make the proud son of heaven his prisoner of war.

"Ready?" he said.

Echizen Ryoma on the opposite side opened his eyes wide, showing a boyish but not annoying smile: "I will beat you again."

They shook hands at the net.

When shaking hands, Yukimura smiled slightly: "Echizen, I will win this time."

underestimate the enemy?

Still in the rehabilitation period and the strength has not recovered?

These can all be used as reasons, but in Yukimura's view, they are all excuses for the previous failure.

And the same mistake, he will not make a second time.

Yukimura owns the ball.

Yukimura was very pleased with the result.The racket fell to the ground and he got the ball, which seemed to indicate that everything was in his favor today.

The beginning of the game is still Yips.

Stand up wherever you fall. Yips is a good move, but as everyone is improving, it doesn't give him the complete victory it used to.He needs to re-deconstruct Yips.

Being confused by his Yips during the World Cup is something he has reflected on many times.

Now that he is no longer confused and flustered, even if Yips is rebounded again, he will not be shaken.

Echizen is also no stranger to Yips.

But soon he found that this was different from the Yips he had experienced and broke through seamlessly.

His five senses disappeared quickly, as if dusk had come suddenly.

The part of mental oppression has been amplified in this move.The recovered strength and stamina will bring greater strength to the spinning ball and speed up the generation of muscle paralysis.

However, Echizen didn't feel the emotions he had felt in the sudden darkness - the panic, numbness, panic, nothing.

This seems to be a chaotic world, nothing but darkness.

His mind was also blank.

He has no emotions, and his perception of the outside world has become very weak.

For a split second it didn't occur to him that he was standing on the court, playing.

His pre-match eagerness and interest were gone.

No, it shouldn't be like this!

Echizen should have woken up immediately, but in his dark world, the flow of time seems to have slowed down.He can't feel anything.

The flawless light lit up.

But the light did not dispel the darkness immediately.

In the very center of the darkness lit a fire, a little light.

So weak, it seems that as long as there is wind, it can be extinguished.

But there is no wind.

There is nothing in this world.

So that little seedling survived, bit by bit trying to devour the darkness that surrounded him.

By the time Echizen finally broke free from Yips, he was sweating profusely and his face was pale.

Deciphering the Yips took more mental energy than he expected.

How is this going?

It's not Yips...it's not just Yips!

He didn't notice that he had yelled the words himself.

Yukimura was not surprised to be discovered by him.

"Yes, it's not Yips. It's Yips and dreams."

These two moves could have been superimposed, but he had no way to make the two moves superimposed without any trace.

Now he can.

Imagining a world of nothingness is also quite exhausting for him.But there is no way, this is the most suitable scene to use with Yips, other effects are not so good.

After all, for a strong opponent, most of the psychological loopholes have been plugged.

If the visual dislocation or the scene is unreal, using it together with Yips will weaken the effect of Yips.

This completely empty world could only be constructed with dreams after he recovered.

At that time, Yukimura understood that he was not yet fully mature, he would still care about his illness, be afraid, sad, sad, and fearful.But none of that matters now that he's recovered.

Thanks for technology.

He got rid of his greatest weakness.

But now, what he is facing is the only remaining knot in his heart in the past 15 years.

He let out a sigh of relief, the light in his eyes did not disappear, but became brighter: "MADAMADADANE."

A shadow belonging to a different-dimensional trick appeared behind the opposite child who hadn't grown a few centimeters at all.

The spiritual coercion of the samurai spread from the other side of the court, and the blade of the katana was in the same direction as the tennis racket.

Sure enough, this move.

Yukimura was not surprised.

He knew that Echizen also understood that other tricks were useless to him.

It was like when Echizen stood in front of him, he was very embarrassed for a while, and finally defeated him with a flawless suit.

Now, it is useless to be seamless, so it is natural to use more powerful tricks.

At their level, only the most powerful move is the most useful.

different dimension.

Yukimura never faced the pirates of Byodoin-senpai.He only saw it on the sidelines of the court, whether it was used by the seniors of Byodoin himself, or the phantom of King Ni.

But the feeling seen on the sidelines is naturally completely different from the feeling on the court.

That dangerous breath blowing toward the face——

boom.

Yukimura's mental power, which had been suppressed all this time, also surged out.

Are you the only one with a different dimension?

The so-called "different dimension", in the final analysis, is the truth of the manifestation of a player's spiritual power, and it is the sharpest point of the knife when the spirit, energy and spirit are integrated.

Everyone has his own unique dimension.

It may be a shadow, or it may be just an invisible breath, or it may be a "field" covering the entire stadium.

It comes in many forms and is used in different ways.

The physical fitness of Japanese players is always at a disadvantage, so the different dimensions of Japanese players in international competitions basically show the type of body shape, which can make up for some disadvantages in physical fitness.

The samurai of the Echizen family are in the same line, but the details are very different.The one belonging to Echizen Ryoma has the vigor of a boy and a direct and passionate attack.

Even the posture of holding the knife is wild, and the sharp blade is shining white.

Clang.

The unsheathed knife made an ear-piercing sound, which vibrated the air even though it was clearly not real.

The aftermath made the tennis ball vibrate crazily, and the yellow shadows flashed together. Players with excellent dynamic vision felt that their eyes were going to be spent just by looking at it, and they were dizzy.

Yukimura's dynamic vision is also very good.

But he was not dizzy, nor was he dazed.

Because he didn't try to see the trajectory of the ball at all.

He doesn't need to see clearly either.

The shadow brewing behind him appeared.

The figure in a robe holding a book is as invisible as the other people's faces in another dimension, but his gestures make people feel very elegant.

The figure reached out and flipped through the book floating in the air out of thin air.

A card was picked up by the hand flipping the book, and thrown out again, it fell lightly, disappeared into the air, and a little white light flashed.

what is this?

The samurai sword was blocked.

By nothingness.

Echizen Ryoma took a breath and raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

He looked at Yukimura who was wearing a headband and smiling across the way.

"This is my different dimension." The voice of the handsome young man was still so steady, with the arrogance that he hated when we first met, "This is my magic."

"Wow." Marui from the sidelines looked at this scene, his eyes were amazingly bright, "Yukimura is too handsome!"

"The minister is indeed very powerful." Kuwahara echoed.

Marui clenched two small fists and put them on his chest, a little pink appeared on his cheeks involuntarily, his expression was very similar to that of Jirou who occasionally came to watch his games: "What is Yukimura's different dimension? It looks like the one in the game. prophet!"

"Let's be a mage." Kirihara, who had been silent for a while and looked much calmer, also showed an excited expression, "The very popular big magician boss in the online game I like recently!"

Liu and Liusheng: "..."

They want to have a good chat with Kirihara about the online game they like very much recently.

No, the junior who is already a minister should be able to control himself not to indulge in games, right?

They thought again, they shouldn't care so much anymore.

But turning his head, Liu still gave Yuchuan a look.

Yuchuan: ...

Hey, these seniors always treat Kirihara-kun like a child.Although he can understand, he still feels jealous.

Yu Chuan nodded to Liu, but said nothing.

The game on the field continues.

Yukimura didn't say the name of his other dimension.

He had heard other people in the department make fun of Sanada for always calling out the names of moves when playing tennis, like a character in a manga.He also felt that this made sense, so he decided not to take the initiative to say the name of the move.

"I have magic." That's all he said.

Echizen frowned and snorted.

A teenager who has stayed in the United States for a year but has not grown much will certainly not admit defeat.

He is also constantly climbing up, and what is enviable is that so far there are other figures in front of him that he can keep chasing.He has a guide who pays attention to him without paying too much attention to him.

But this point, no matter how cautious he was, still restrained him somehow.

His father, his goal for over a decade.

Forever samurai.

Echizen didn't expect this at this time.

He was gradually suppressed.

The magical shadow neutralized every attack of the samurai.He felt the feeling of being surrounded by Yips back then.It makes people breathless, as if they will suffocate in the next second——

The tennis ball bounced up and down.

Echizen Ryoma did everything he could.

Pumping the ball B, whirlwind smash, these tricks will not work.

In the realm of selflessness, it is impossible to be seamless.

A different dimension...it doesn't work either.

The tennis ball hit the ground.The whistle sounded.Echizen Ryoma's footsteps have not stopped.He made one last attempt.

But the results are out.

"Gamewonby Japanese team, Seiichi Yukimura. 6-0!"

The radio reported the score.

This is such a ridiculous score.

But this is also a victory that Yukimura has planned for a long time.

For so long, he was the undefeated "big devil" who dominated the junior high school tennis world. Even before meeting the Echizen Ryoma who defeated him, he had never lost a single point in the junior high school league.

He wants to get it back, this account, complete and complete.

Echizen stopped.

He was a little dazed.

The panting made his hands tremble a little, and the sweat soaked his eyelashes, making his vision inevitably blurred.

He looked at Yukimura, his eyes changed.

This look was seen by Echizen Ryuya who was standing on the sidelines.

It was also captured by the big screen, and it was captured by Echizen Minamijiro who came to the scene but stood in the last row of the stands.

"Youth." Echizen Nanjiro laughed, "Do you understand?"

He thought it was time for him to make that decision.

Echizen Ryuya had already adjusted his expression when he left the field.

The old man didn't say anything when he came home the day before, but how could he not know?Echizen Ryuya is the sharpest and smartest one.He has no objection to this decision, after all, it is indeed a better choice for his silly brother.

Hey, what about his silly brother.

Echizen Ryuya thought so, and felt sweet troubles.

He felt that he should also continue to follow his silly brother.

Mainly, the kids from the Japanese team... are quite interesting.

More interesting than last year's group of peers.

Fortunately, I am still young, and I can catch up with this year's U17, Echizen Ryuya thinks so.

He reached out his hand to Echizen Ryoma, took off his white hat and rubbed his sweaty hair: "It's too ugly."

Echizen Ryoma snorted and did not answer.

They walked into the rest area of ​​the US team, walked out without stopping.

And no one on the US team stopped them.

Reinhardt only glanced at Echizen Ryuya, which was actually a pity.Compared to his younger brother Echizen, he certainly hoped that his older brother Echizen would stay.That is a guy who has played a lot of business games, and his strength is unpredictable as if it is unfathomable.

It's a pity he can't control him.

"Next game." Reinhardt turned his attention back, "Clive, Don."

He called out the names of one or two doubles.

On the other side, Yukimura was cheered by a group of people when he left the field.

Nioh was still holding his coat, and he put it in a ball on his knees without tidying it up, clapping his hands slightly, but his eyes were bright when he looked over.

It was so bright that Yukimura almost wanted to say that I am more handsome than Atobe, right?

He didn't say it.

This is not Li Haida, there are others.

It's okay to joke around inside, but let it be where there are other people.

He high-fived Sanada who was ready to play: "It's your turn."

This is what Nioh said to him just now.

He passed it on to Sanada intact.

This would give Sanada a lot of motivation, Yukimura knew.After all, among the big players in Lihai currently playing, both he and Nioh won.

He is still in the second place, Nioh won so beautifully, it will definitely inspire Sanada's competitive spirit.

Not only to win, but also to win more beautifully.

Maybe it's bad for the game?

Of course Yukimura thought of this, but the most important thing for Sanada to solve now is that his emotions are too intense and affect the rhythm control of the game.This is more evident in doubles.Yukimura will not avoid this, but hopes that Sanada will solve it soon.

He sat next to Nioh and grabbed his coat from Nioh's lap.

"It's all wrinkled," he said.

Nioh refused to admit that he rubbed for a long time because of nervousness and excitement when watching the game just now.

"That's how you gave it to me."

Yukimura looked at him with a smile: "Really?"

King Ren pinched his braids: "Puff, I'm not Huadi, I'm not skilled in business."

"You're so handsome, Yukimura." Sengoku, who was walking to the entrance of the stadium, gave Yukimura a thumbs up.

He walked onto the court with Sanada, and the countdown to their match had already begun.

On the other side, Mao Li felt that it was difficult to deal with.

The little minister put a lot of pressure on him.

Is the coach planning to make him compete for No.1 with Minister Xiao? ...This is too strong.

As Maori thought, his competitive spirit and ambition surged uncontrollably.

Who doesn't want to win?

Defeating Yukimura like that...is really exciting.

But first, what he has to do is beat the US team's singles one.But this singles match will only be played if Sanada and Qianshi lose.

It's hard, isn't it?

doubles one...

Maori's eyes lingered on Clive Miller.

Compared with the little lamb Don Joseph, Clive Miller is undoubtedly the one who controls the doubles dominance.

This pair of Doubles [-] is not easy to deal with. From the perspective of strength, it may be stronger than the pair of "Twin Stars" that Reinhardt placed high hopes on in Doubles [-].What makes the Gemini strong is their potential.Maybe they lost to Nioh and Mitsuya today, but tomorrow, in the real sense, their strength will be different from today.

What the US team needs is to develop potential.

Clive Miller is complete.

He is already a senior in high school, and he was a strong doubles player in his sophomore year last year, and his singles ranking was also ranked in the top [-] among high school professional players.Stable, powerful, steadily improving, and mature.

Moreover, he has taken care of the "little devil" for a year, and he will bring another handy one.

The absolute strength of such doubles one at this point in time can be said to be stronger than the doubles two that Nioh is dealing with.

Will he need to play?

Maori couldn't be sure of that answer.

Because Clive Miller in the final last year defeated the doubles pair of Oquy and Ochi.

——This was the worst failure of Ochi that Maori had ever seen, so he still remembers it vividly.

The author has something to say:

Yukimura's different dimension... can be understood as Clow Rido.right.

And recently I’m reading literature and art to CP, the style of writing will be affected a little bit, the writing competition is more literary ORZ