[Net King] I'm a fake Tezuka Kunimitsu, that's right

When Yukimura and Tezuka were preparing to play, the main players were all there, including Mori Kosaburo who was caught escaping training

He had just been pulled from the tree in the small garden, and there were still leaves on his body. Before he woke up, he yawned lazily: "Hello, senior ministers."

"The final results of today's freshman selection competition will be announced soon, cheer me up!"

"newborn?"

Maori asked this question, but he didn't feel at ease at all. He was the number one supernova in the country in the first grade, and none of the seniors could defeat him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to skip training as he wanted.

"The freshmen have been in the club for two weeks, show the appearance of seniors!" Nakamura Shi is a good-tempered senior, but he was also laughed at by Mao Li, and Yamashita didn't want to talk to him. up

Takahashi showed the majesty of the deputy minister. He pressed the 1.8-meter gross in the second grade: "Watch the game carefully." Don't be skinny

"Know it--"

Tezuka and Yukimura have already stood at their respective bottom lines at this time, the champion and runner-up of the jr conference meet again, the main players stopped making trouble, and watched the game seriously

In Yukimura's serve, Tezuka waited with his racket upright. Yukimura threw the ball away and hit it hard. The ball was very fast and bounced off the baseline precisely. He had already expected it and hit it back easily.

Tezuka counterattacked one ball after another. The two played for 5 minutes with just one ball. Yukimura increased the speed and strength of the ball and left the field after touching the line. lost again

The juniors return the ball honestly, but when the ball is superimposed, the expression of the main selection changes. They will not fail to see the level of the two. The second-year main selection Yoshizawa Kappei pretends to be relaxed: "This freshman It's really amazing."

"Ah" Yamashita continued to stare, the court situation had changed, Tezuka's arm lowered, sliced ​​the ball, the ball grazed the net and landed on the ground and rolled inward

Zero type.

Everyone's expressions changed, and Mori became interested. He straightened up and looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu, who was expressionless and closed his hands: "This ball is very powerful!"

"Yeah, this freshman class is really amazing."

Yukimura didn't chase the ball at all, he couldn't break the zero formula, and it was useless to catch up: "This ball makes me very difficult, Tezuka."

"what"

He has reduced the use of zero-style now, relying more on skills and tennis skills to win, but when he meets Yukimura Seichi, who is as skilled as him, he can only use zero-style to temporarily grasp the rhythm.

Yukimura served the ball again, the strength remained the same, and the speed also increased a bit. Yoshizawa looked at it for a long time, his eyes were a little bit astringent, and he blinked: "They won't keep hitting like this? How long will it be?"

"No." Yamashita/Minister can see clearly that this kind of tug-of-war is only a temporary temptation for both sides, and the calm will soon be broken, it depends on who will control the rhythm

Sure enough, the tug-of-war took Tezuka's score as an opportunity to break the stalemate

"1-0! Tezuka wins!"

The scoring speed of the two sides suddenly became faster. Just now, they could only play one ball, and the two sides had already cut the score to 3-1, and Tezuka was still leading.

Liu was writing hard in his notebook, Tezuka and Yukimura's level was constantly improving and overthrowing his calculated data, Sanada had been watching the game situation, he had no less than a few matches with both of them on the field , he clearly knows the trick habits of both sides

And now is the time to appear

Tezuka's defensive tricks did not fail. When the score reached 4-2, his eyes went dark and he lost his vision instantly.

Immediately afterwards, he couldn't hear the sound of hitting the ball, and his hands couldn't feel the racquet, and he couldn't hold the racket tightly... His whole body seemed to be enclosed in an airtight black box, except for depression and fear

Tezuka seemed to have returned to the nightmare he had when he realized that he would regret his whole life because of tennis.

"Tezuka..." Sanada has also experienced this kind of fear. He has no chance of winning against Yukimura. This yips almost swallows the player's will and the possibility of victory.

"What was that move?" Tezuka dropped his racket and stood there without warning. This situation was so weird that Liu could only ask for help from Sanada beside him. tricks

"Yips, destroying the five senses, did you also wipe out the player's will?"

That's terrible, Yukimura Seiichi.

The crowd who heard the conversation began to whisper, and Liu put down his pen. This kind of data will be discarded waste paper if it is written down. There is no need to record data in this game.

The first-choice team was not calm at all, Yoshizawa grabbed the people around him: "Senior, did you see that? Tezuka suddenly stopped moving! That Yukimura is too scary!"

Maori's mental strength is not low, he was affected off the court, but one can imagine how terrifying Yukimura is.

He touched the goosebumps on his arms, feeling physically and mentally hit: "Minister, this is your opponent."

Yamashita, who was caught and sympathized, was very calm: "I am mentally prepared, and for this year's Lihai, of course, the stronger the better."

Lihai is in urgent need of reform. They need a sharp knife that can break Mu Zhiteng's continuous dominance and an arm that can command. It just so happens that they have all of them this year

Both Yukimura and Tezuka can be sharp knives, and they can also be used as arms. Yamashita/Minister has been entangled in the choice of the minister between the two, and made up his mind in this scene

——The head of Rikkai University is Seiichi Yukimura.

An arm capable of holding an extremely sharp knife.

What was Tezuka thinking on the court?

He didn't think about anything, all he could feel was the darkness, no hope, no future, suppressed emotions: unwillingness, regret, longing, ambition...

It's really tiring, he thought, the step-by-step life is boring, Qingxue lost the chance to compete because he joined Lihai, Lihai had too many, and he was missing the main election... A lot of messy emotions rushed over him like a huge wave. Falling into the deep sea, he can only keep struggling and sinking

Do you want to give up?someone asked

I don't want to.

"40-0! Yukimura wins!"

"It's the end of the game. If you don't wake up, Tezuka will lose."

Sanada was a little angry, more powerless, he was also struggling in the darkness of extinguishing the five senses, and because of this he insisted on his goal even more, and Tezuka, who was stronger than him, would be so embarrassed

What a slack!

"Genichiro! Tezuka..."

hit back.

"15-40! Tezuka wins!"

Tezuka lowered his head and blinked his eyes to relieve the discomfort of the sudden restoration of vision. He always strives to do his best, let alone give up. Tennis is the path he chose. Even if it is more difficult than before, he will not go with the flow

"Thank you for your advice, Yukimura."

The most important thing is that he has already got a little trick about mental power

"7-6, Yukimura won! The game is over, Yukimura won!"

Tezuka was not surprised that he lost the game. He just woke up too late. Even if he broke free from his five senses, he would not be able to recover in time. It is as impossible as a stopped machine trying to regain its peak speed.

"Thank you for your advice."