更新时间2015-9-723:03:30字数:2611

Fuji felt passivated.

At this level, he can already easily feel the trajectory left by Yukimura's moves on him, and the process of gradually exerting its influence.In his eyes now, this mysterious trick is like a big net under the hood. It is huge, difficult to avoid or fight back, but it is also——extraordinarily clear.

Yukimura's tricks are strange and unspeakable, but anyone who has been his opponent knows it.However, now Fuji can clearly capture the concretization of the effect of this trick.After the energy of the dimensional level is turned on, the whole world is first black and white and then gradually recolored.But different objects seem to have different textures, like the effects added during photography or post-processing, frosted, distorted, weathered... Different parts have different textures, and those things that are usually invisible seem to suddenly have substance Textured structure.If it can be described and conceived, Fuji feels that Yukimura's mental power is a beautiful and clear blue-purple, just like his eyes.Straws and strands are woven into a dense and vast net, translucent and insubstantial, which can be easily penetrated by stretching fingers, but cannot be destroyed.The strands of spirit are soft and tough, enveloping the opponent without leaving a single gap, with a faint gleam, strange and unpredictable.Those tentacles rolled quietly, blocking the opponent's sense of touch, penetrating and penetrating the opponent's actions and even thoughts, and then counted as nothing missing.

Bu Er stretched out his empty left hand, smiled and touched the slender invisible spiritual strands around him.

"!"

Yukimura's movements suddenly paused for a second, and imperceptible shock flashed in the eyes that were staring at Fuji—just now—? !Is it an illusion?

… Zhou helped him, did he counterattack his own mental power?

It's not surprising to counterattack, but he didn't even hit the ball back - the small ball was clearly still spinning on his racket.

There is imperceptible sweat on the palm.

It's never happened before... no, there was, the time when I faced Echizen in the third national competition.

This feeling of being out of control, clearly weaving a hunting net, but faintly feeling that he has changed from a hunter to a prey.That, due to the strong mental power... the intuitive sense of danger.

... However, the layout has already been made, so he can't change it.

Yukimura pursed his lips, and swung his racket to swiftly withdraw the tennis ball that was flying towards him. 4-1, he leads.Although...he knew it was temporary.But what he can do is to use absolute fierceness to block Bu Er's realm advantage. If the tricks at the dimensional level can't give full play to their effects, then it's unclear who will win the battle.

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When the boys in Saitama Prefecture forgot everything else and focused on a small ball in front of them, in the Yagyu house in Kanagawa, the purple-haired boy was tall and straight, with a straight back, but he seemed a bit stiff.

On the opposite side, a man who looked somewhat similar to him had a cold face, and stood with arms folded: "...That's the decision. Billy, you have to be sensible."

Liu Sheng's hands slowly clenched into fists: "Father, as I said, I am not temporarily confused, so even..."

"How old are you? Isn't it just a momentary confusion?" The man sneered, "Okay, if you say that, you shouldn't refute me. Shouldn't you prove it to me? Prove that even in five or six years you It won’t change either. ——If I didn’t feel that changing schools frequently is not conducive to your studies, I would like to transfer you abroad now.”

Liu Sheng's father turned around and signaled the end of the conversation with gestures: "I'll tell you now to prepare you mentally. I don't accept rebuttals."

Willow had no response other than silence.

——Go to a university abroad.

Mandatory requirements, no room for maneuver.

And he was not even allowed to express his attitude of resistance.

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Fuji felt little by little the big net woven by Yukimura's spiritual power.

Very grand, very fine, very flexible, very vast.

——Sure enough, it was a trick formed by touching the dimensional level.

However, the gap of one level is also a huge difference.Buer can steadily see through the airflow driven by his gestures and see the trajectory drawn by the ball.It's like standing in a higher-dimensional space and looking down.Still the same metaphor, for an ant on a piece of white paper, only the four directions on this plane are meaningful, and the concept of up and down has no meaning—it does not make any difference to it when the white paper moves up and down.But it's different for people who can see in three dimensions.This is the difference brought about by different dimensions.

Not two, by freezing the light years, I have observed the powers that cannot be seen by the naked eye in this world, combined with the mysteries of the multi-dimensional space that I have learned in the past, I was able to capture some powers beyond specific perception, and stepped into the dimensional level.As the moves gradually become proficient, another face of this world is gradually becoming clear.It's like seeing the microscopic world through a microscope, and it seems to have a perspective function to see through the structure of things.

... Above a certain level, it is really crucial to understand this matter.

Fuji felt slightly moved.I am only one step ahead of Jingshi, but it seems that I can directly penetrate his concealment.I don't know what kind of strength Tokugawa, who has already entered the peak state of Asura Shinto, and Byodoin, has already entered the dimensional level. ——And those absolute top players in the world must be even better.

A few random thoughts flashed through his mind in a mess, but the movements of his hands didn't stop.

——Seeing through is not equal to being able to deal with it.When Yukimura goes all out to attack quickly, even if his realm is beyond that, he can't beat his edge, but has to take a defensive position, hold on to the weak, and wait for the opportunity to move.

——Xingmura saw the mystery in the movement of Fuji to stop his shot with only a slight movement, took a deep breath, increased the rotation of his hands, and his mental output suddenly increased.He has touched the gate of the dimensional level, and at this moment he can already see that Bu Er is defending his most violent attack with the smallest force.

However, it is not good for him if this battle drags on. Not long after he set foot in the dimension level, he has no chance to make full use of such tricks to deal with high-level opponents.So far in this game, it seems that the two are exhausted, but Yukimura knows that he is using his own offensive to hone his senses and consolidate his realm.The further back, the more accurate the grasp of the dimension level and the more insights, but the greater the consumption of oneself.Therefore, the only thing he can do is to break fast, forcing Fuji to play fast - if the rhythm can't keep up and he loses before he can fully grasp the realm or find a loophole, then he must also increase his speed and follow the rhythm.

Yukimura's sudden effort made it too late for Fuji to react. After conceding two goals, the set ended with a score of 6-2 and Yukimura won.

Bu Er squinted his eyes, turned his wrist to relieve his fatigue, but his smile was as gentle as a spring breeze: "It turns out that Jingshi had this idea."

"Didn't Zhou Zhu see through it?" Yukimura also smiled, and pressed his left hand imperceptibly on his right hand - such a stormy attack was new to him, after all, with his strength, he usually didn't need to fight like this , all slowly cast the net to collect the fish, making the opponent seem to be slowly bound by a boundless net. Even if he struggles, he has no choice but to feel the net getting tighter and tighter. It seems that no matter how he moves, it is futile to struggle.

"I've seen it through, but I haven't been able to crack it yet." Bu Eryan smiled at Yanyan, and stroked the hair on the sideburns with his free left hand.

Both of them smiled brightly, but the audience outside the arena were confused.

Marui looked at Liu in a daze: "What are they talking about?"

Liu Mei's heart was moved, but she could only sigh: "I'm only 56.78% sure that I can understand the meaning of their words....For these two people, my data is no longer enough to fully cope with their realm. Go back to the dimensional level. The information needs to be sorted out carefully.”

"You don't even know about Yanagi?" Marui was a little disappointed, but immediately his eyes sparkled again, "Yukimura and Fuji are really amazing. From this point of view, even in the whole country, we are sure of two matches!"

"Oh? Doesn't Marui feel that he is not sure, Piyo?" Nioh glanced at him, then turned his head to look at the field, and gradually revealed a kind of vigor in his smile, "It really makes people's blood boil... These two guys ..." Very strong, his companion, so I have to walk faster!

Marui snorted: "What are you talking about Nioh Masaharu? How could this genius not be sure! Sooner or later..." He clenched his fists on his chest: "I will reach this realm too!"

The raging fighting spirit and vigor in the eyes of the teenagers was so bright that it was hard to look at.

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