[Net King] The continuation of the dream

The rhythmic sound of tennis rackets echoed.

After the boy in short sportswear finished a round of practice with the ball machine, he casually fiddled with his long, curled hair with his left hand, not holding a tennis racket.

Sunset and evening mist walked to the rest area, while stroking the sweat-drenched forehead hair that slightly obstructed the line of sight with his fingers. When he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw the familiar figure, bent his lips unconsciously, and walked unconsciously. Speeding up a little: "You are here, Yukimura-kun."

With a smile in his eyes, the blue-haired boy looked up and down at the Kyoto boy: "It seems that I kept you waiting for a long time, Xiao Xi."

Ri Mu Xi Wu lightly shook his head, explaining: "I also want to accompany my sister, so I came here to practice earlier."

"Sister Higurashi is here too?"

"Just left again."

"She didn't leave because I came, did she?"

"No," explained Ri Mu Xi Wu, "she met her friends from the same department, so she followed them and left first."

"So that's how it is..." Yukimura Seiichi nodded and laughed again, "Fortunately I wasn't the one who scared Higurashi-san away."

Ri Mu Xi Wu couldn't help laughing: "How is it possible..."

Suddenly his tone paused.

——Speaking of which, although it is true that Senryo admires Yukimura-kun, it seems that... she is really afraid of him.

Before he could think about it, the young man from Kyoto heard his minister speak out.

"Are you ready, Xiao Xi?"

At dusk and at night, Mist regained his thoughts, nodded cautiously, his eyes were solemn and implied anticipation: "I will trouble Mr. Xingcun for your advice later."

Not long ago, he mentioned the idea of ​​wanting to compete with this person. After he didn't get a definite answer at that time, he felt that he was demanding and abrupt, and he never said anything again... I never thought that I received a call from the other party last night and made an appointment today A tennis practice at the gym where the two first met before school started.

Undoubtedly, Sunset and Xiwu were unexpected and even more surprising. He took a cautious attitude towards this private match with Yukimura Seiichi, so he came to the venue early, saying that he was practicing with his sister, but in fact it was also to adjust Good form, looking forward to showing his best in the duel.

"I will do my best in this match." Yukimura Seichi said quietly.

Sunset and Xiwu stared at the blue-haired boy who still had a smile on his face, his gentle tone and calm posture gave off a tremendous pressure that could not be ignored.

——Hui Xing Biao, wisdom is inside, hidden and restrained.Probably Yukimura-kun in his usual state.

But when it came to the game, his whole aura immediately changed.

ready.

The Kyoto youth seriously promised: "I will do my best."

A duel between two people does not require referees or other spectators.

That's it.

Without guessing pros and cons, Seiichi Yukimura directly let the opponent serve first.

As the starter, Higurashi Yukiri felt inexplicably a little nervous—this kind of tension was somewhat familiar, just like the previous match with Tezuka Kunimitsu, but it was more eager than before.

No matter how his emotions fluctuate, he has tempered his heart in the bow path since he was a child, so that he will never affect his body's actions.

Based on a rough understanding of Yukimura Seiichi's strong strength, Higurashi Yugiri's first serve was unreserved.This powerful serve contains 65% power, with a speed of more than 210 kilometers per hour. It combines high-skilled rotation and precisely controls the landing point of the ball. It is difficult for the receiving party to respond in a timely manner...

"Xiao Xi's ambition is really not small."

Accompanied by these words, Yukimura Seiichi responded extremely quickly.

Ri Mu Xi Wu, who is more accustomed to backcourt counterattacks, chose to volley in front of the net this time, and also sharply counterattacked the returned tennis ball...

Out of bounds!

Sunset and evening fog froze.Even against a formidable opponent like Tezuka Kunimitsu, he did not lose his first goal in such a short period of time.

"The speed is good, the strength is good, and the rotation is good..." Seiichi Yukimura looked at the Kyoto boy calmly, "It's just this level, it's not enough."

Sunset and Xiwu were not depressed by the loss at the beginning. Perhaps his most commendable advantage is not in tennis skills, but in emotional control during the game.

"Thank you Yukimura-kun for your guidance."

After thanking him politely, Ri Mu Xi Wu then took out a new tennis ball and patted it a few times, posing... This time, he didn't rush to serve, but closed his eyelids slightly like in a formal match, Concentrating, meditating, sharpening the state of mind.

After a moment, he moved.

This time he used the inconvenient serving technique - Mobius serve - the ball without dead ends will always make the receiver helpless.

In fact, Seiichi Yukimura directly cracked the serve - with extremely superb counter-spin technique.

Ri Mu Xi Wu did not have the slightest surprise this time. He calmly chased the tennis ball flying over the net.

But such a counterattack also did not cause much difficulty to Yukimura Seiichi.

Of course, Ri Mu Xi Wu didn't expect to get this point easily, but he couldn't let the ball end quickly, facing an opponent who was more unpredictable than he expected, what he had to do now was to score as much as possible. Only by extending the duel of this ball infinitely can we use our real means...

However, the result was still not what he wanted.

Facing Yukimura Seiichi, the moves and strategies that were effective and enjoyable in the past completely lost their effect.It seems that no matter what kind of speed, no matter how much strength is used, or unpredictable footwork, exquisite skills, nothing can produce results...

Day and night, I thought about what everyone said, Yukimura Seiichi - their minister - tennis is absolutely perfect, just like the slogan they always hang on their lips, "there is no dead end".

So there is no doubt that he failed to keep serve in the first game; the opponent's serve in the second game could not be broken either.

The score was 2-0—of course, Seiichi Yukimura took the lead.

Sunset and Xiwu held a tennis ball with a peaceful expression, exerting a slight force on his hands... closing his eyes, taking a deep breath, and slowly calming down his slightly out-of-order heartbeat.

Such a situation is really rare.Even when he played against Tezuka Kunimitsu at the beginning, he would feel slightly nervous and suppressed enthusiasm, and lost a little in the end... But from the beginning to the end, his mind was clear, his head was calm, and his heartbeat generally maintained a stable frequency ...

But at this time, the usual state of "normal heart" was vaguely broken.

He was tense, really tense.

He began to long, longing that he must not drop another goal, hoping to win the game.

He couldn't suppress the emotions that pulsed with his blood.For him, it was a feeling of being out of order, the heat of the heart became abnormal, connected to the blood vessels, passed through the nerves, and burned to the brain...

He even felt a little scared.

Before that, even though he knew that Seiichi Yukimura's tennis was of a very high standard, definitely no less than that of Tezuka Kunimitsu whom he had lost to, perhaps because of a member's trust in the minister, he would feel that the other party might be stronger than Tezuka Kunimitsu ...

At this point, it was only at dusk and at night that it suddenly became clear why my sister had made such comments on Yukimura Seiichi's tennis.

If Tezuka Kunimitsu is like a high mountain that people look up to in tennis, but the apex can be seen from the height of the mountain, Yukimura Seichi gives people the feeling of an abyss, looking at it from the abyss, it is unfathomable, making people feel...

very scary. "Terrible" is not used to describe the opponent's tennis prowess, but a sense of desperation that is so heavy and almost suffocating that it suppresses the spirit and will when playing against it.

"Xiao Xi?"

The gentle call made the young man in Kyoto, who had closed his eyes and meditated, suddenly come back to his senses.

Higiri opened his eyes, and smiled apologetically at the blue-haired boy on the other side of the court: "I'm sorry to keep Yukimura-kun waiting for so long."

Yukimura Seiichi smiled slightly: "It's okay."

Ri Mu Xi Wu lightly nodded, and patted the tennis ball in his hand... The third game was his serve again, and it was time to prepare to serve.

—— Fear or despair are actually completely unnecessary, they are just psychological loopholes, just continue to polish them.

In any case, he can do his best: stick to the rules, stick to the heart, not deviate from the basics, use skills flexibly, avoid fallacies, and make good use of strategies; if the speed is not enough, it will be faster and faster; if the strength is still lacking, then Then use the skills of rotation and wrist to make the strength stronger; there are no moves without dead ends, and there are no tennis balls that cannot be returned...

The situation on the court has gradually changed.

Sunset and evening tennis has become free to send and receive, regardless of the form, not limited to the moves - given the current gap between him and Yukimura Seiichi, even if he can achieve this level, it is not enough - but, at least the see-saw of each round They are all getting longer, and the winning or losing of each ball is no longer without suspense.

In this time of serving in the evening and evening, the score between the two even appeared to be evenly divided.

——It’s not that Yukimura Seichi is letting go or regressing, but that Higaku, who is good at learning in the game, has entered the country again.

It's a pity that it's still close.

Sunset and Xiwu suddenly realized that his hands seemed to have lost the sense of touch—he didn't panic, he almost immediately guessed that this might be the result of a certain stunt of Yukimura Seiichi.

Then, the light in front of my eyes dimmed inexplicably until it melted into the darkness.

Sunset and Xiwu tried hard to maintain calm - it doesn't matter if he is not sensitive, and it doesn't even matter if he can't see, his hearing is better than ordinary people, and he can continue the unfinished game by "listening".

It just didn't take long for things to get worse.

The sound of the wind, the subtle sound of the tennis ball flying, suddenly disappeared.

No sense, no sound, no light...

The world is quiet.

The author has something to say:

This article may not involve the part of the new net king... Although I have been chasing the new net king intermittently, I feel a special X pain...

Thanks to mine from the cat that doesn't eat fish