Wang Wang's dream color

"I really... know how to play."

After casting a dumbfounding glance, she let go of the bondage and retracted the locks on the ground again. Sakura wiped the thin sweat from her forehead, took a breath, and walked out of the room.

Rao, after two training sessions, her physical strength has also dropped a lot.Sakura leaned against the locker, took a sip of water, and turned her gaze to the third door beside her, with a trace of true concentration in her eyes.

If it is said that the first two items are intended to temper her own control, then the third item of stagnant scores can only be said to have to be done...the hidden...

"It's a problem."

With an incomprehensible sigh, Sakura straightened up and walked into the third room with the pad in her hand.

And just after Sakura walked into Room 1, No. [-], who had just passed by her, walked into Room [-] to face the mechanical sound that was still a little bit stuck, and the unexpected sound. latent lock.

"Ten! Ten! Ten! Ten...ten ten ten!"

Heavy and fast...every blow brings more pronounced vibrations to the force-measuring wall...

The recorder in front of the screen looked at the figure standing alone and swinging the racket in the sensing area, and watched the man swinging the racket expressionlessly. No matter how close he was, he couldn't see anything superfluous in his eyes. mood...

As if he...was an unerringly perfect machine.

Different from the monotonous report of "[-] points and [-] points" in the room, the recorder can clearly see the precise strength index measured by the force measuring wall. He looked at the number that was constantly rising steadily, and swallowed unconsciously. He swallowed, only to feel a little tightness in his throat.

"It's like an emotionless monster..."

He murmured in a low voice, as if he was asking a question, but also feeling emotional.

"Would a guy like him... have ball momentum?"

The ball is condensed in the player's perception and special emotional accumulation. He really can't imagine what kind of emotion will be in the ball of this "perfect machine" in front of him.

With a click of her tongue, the ghostly new lock that surprised Sakurano has arrived as promised.

Almost at the same time as the two heavy balls that popped out of the force-measuring wall... firmly clasped No. 1's ankle, cutting off the possibility of him stepping back or moving sideways to catch the ball, and even causing him to fall to one side.

But...did not throw the ball in such a hurry like Sakura, No. 1's figure only paused for a moment, then fell to the side until he stood firmly on the ground, and took the horizontal shot Get on that heavy ball.

The gravity of the last two balls depends entirely on the gravity of the ball hit by the previous golfer, and will take the maximum force and double it back.

The scorer glanced at the power index of the return ball displayed on the screen, and then at No. 1, who caught the double force horizontally with an expressionless face, slowly took a breath of air with his slightly opened mouth, and a drop of cold sweat slid down the corner of his forehead .

"No. 1 has accumulated [-] points."

The jaw-dropping score reverberates in the room, and rings in the ears of the recorder who is still a little dazed. It really is...every time I watch it, I will be shocked.

"Obviously in the previous competition...his performance was not very outstanding..."

The recorder was specially selected from the technical center to assist the coaches for this trial. Before that, he did not pay special attention to these players, but because the training results of No. 1 and several other players were very outstanding, he also paid attention to them. Looking at the previous semi-finals, the No. 1's results were only moderate, and he passed the selection smoothly.

"Hidden strength? But why..."

The recorder in front of the monitor was still scratching his head in doubt, but he didn't notice what Sakura was facing in Room [-].

The training in the third room is very simple compared to the previous two, it is only for the evaluation of the endurance of the players.

The content is only to run for three to 10 minutes on a treadmill whose speed is controlled by the machine. The heart rate must be controlled within a reasonable range, otherwise the machine will send out an alarm to order it to stop.

In addition, if the player automatically terminates, it is also considered over.The longer the persistence time, the more stable the heart rate, and the higher the score determined by the machine.

Therefore, among the [-] finalists, the difficulty of the third training is not considered high, and most of the scores are above average.

However, Sakura stepped on the treadmill placed in the room, took a deep breath, her face was light but there was still a trace of fear and dignity in her eyes.

For her, physical strength... is not a small problem.

She closed her eyes and began to breathe evenly to adapt to the gradually increasing speed...

The heart was beating, beating hard.

She heard her own breathing, heard a vague...familiar voice in her ear.

"I am afraid."

She heard her own voice, leaked from the distant old time.

"I understand. But you have to work hard to overcome your fear."

And my father's voice, warm, soft, and full of patience.

"When you are afraid and weak, it will become stronger and run out."

"Like, is it the same today..."

That voice is still very ignorant, it must be a conversation that happened a long time ago...

Sakura opened her eyes slightly, but her vision was blurred by sweat. She felt that her brain was a little lack of oxygen, and her heartbeat gradually accelerated, which brought her a trace of uncontrollable anxiety.

"Why... would it rob me?"

The conversation was still going on, Sakurano panted, listening to herself asking ridiculous questions that made people laugh.

"Why doesn't it go to find its own body?"

"because..."

In the faster and flustered heartbeat, she couldn't hear her father's answer clearly, only the intermittent second half of the sentence.

"Hold on... don't let... take advantage of it..."

The feeling of dizziness became more and more intense, Sakura looked down at the heart rate displayed on the machine...it was still within a reasonable range.

But... She tried her best to adjust her breathing, but she still felt the rapid loss of physical strength, as well as the increasingly... blurred thoughts.

In the past few years, the splits and old pains caused her to neglect training for too long. Even though her memory and skills are rapidly improving and recovering, the lost physical fitness still cannot be resolved overnight...

And every sharp decline in physical strength and sudden weakness during the game... To her, they are all fatal threats.

Because... Sakurano blinked hard, trying to piece together the thoughts that were shocked in her subconscious.

"Does this happen every day?"

The recorder was still struggling with the issue of covering up No. 1's strength, but the voice behind him was approaching.

He snapped back to his senses, looked in the direction of the finger, and saw the curve fluctuations on a small screen next to the screen in room three.

It is an instrument that monitors the dynamics of the golfer's ball. The recorder and other non-ball players cannot directly feel the ball with the naked eye, and can only use the instrument to test it.

Seeing the small fluctuations on the screen at this moment, he nodded along with the trend.

"Yes, No. 6 will start to fluctuate slightly after 10 minutes every time he enters the third training session, but this range does not reach the intensity of starting the ball."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the undulating curve suddenly rose, and the instantaneous intensity had exceeded the limit of the curve fluctuation in the previous few days.

"Hey...how could it be."

"No wonder... tsk."

The voice of the person behind him paused, becoming a little more clear.

"That's a bit of a hassle."

Seeing the abnormal curve, the recorder immediately turned his attention to the running figure on the screen.

"Strange...the heart rate and other indicators are normal...here, what happened."

The speed of the machine under her feet continued to accelerate, Sakura stroked her chest, the sweat on her forehead had already flowed down her cheeks, blurring her vision...

Half of the time had passed, she closed her eyes forcefully, and there was already some empty disorder in her mind, she gritted her teeth, and her father's vague... instructions came to her ears.

"Don't let... take advantage of it..."

However, the negative effects brought about by the rapid loss of physical strength... have become difficult to control.

Sakura looked at the uncontrollable black fire coming out of her fingertips...he hesitated in her heart.

One of the reasons why she deliberately didn't use the power of the ball was because of this. Once she tasted the marrow, she was more likely to be invaded by it in a weak state...

In a few minutes, it will be the critical point that she has tried to persist in the past few days. If the limit is exceeded, her control will decrease exponentially...

But now, the flame in her blurred vision has curled up into a black mist... This critical point has already been advanced.

Staggering under her feet, Ying Nai almost fell to her knees on the machine at the moment of a tingling pain in her mind, moved awkwardly and fell to the ground beside her, her whole body had uncontrollable convulsions for a few seconds.

The slow and imperceptible black mist was transpiring, outlining Sakura Nao's body and oozing out, enveloping her in a misty color, and looking from the side, it looked like a cage-like shackle that fit perfectly.

The apex of the heart is covered with a cold feeling that invades the bone marrow, and the dripping sweat and heat after strenuous exercise are instantly cooled.

Sakura barely raised her left hand to hold her forehead, her right hand resting on her knee was trembling as if she was struggling with something...

"Because...it's just a nightmare...a demon that needs to be locked up."

Finally... Amidst the surging pain and sharp impact, that distant and fuzzy voice jumped into her mind intermittently, with a trace of helpless pity.

"My daughter..."

"You...you are the lock."

The breath of fire turned into mist and curled up in clusters... The voice gradually faded away, and finally disappeared in the turbulent temptation and stinging pain.

"Hold yourself...don't be tempted by it, let it take advantage of you..."

"Don't let it...be you."

The fire at the fingertips was burning... as if there was burning pain.

She heard the voice that drifted away with the pain, and her whole body trembled, and the sigh from nowhere seemed to act as needles... piercing layers of fine pain wounds.

I don't know how long she endured the suffering, Sakura put down her trembling hand that was holding her forehead, her back was soaked in cold sweat.

She slowly held her right hand that was still convulsed, and exhaled very slowly, her drooping eyelashes flickered, hiding the pure black light that suddenly struck and then slowly faded after a long struggle.

"No. 6 scored 170 points in this item, accumulating [-] points."

The unwavering mechanical sound resounded in the empty room again.

Sakura paused for a moment, then finally stood up and raised her eyes.

In those eyes, there is still...a strange light that hasn't faded away.

Even looking across the screen...the light is palpitating.

The author has something to say: I will write after a while, but it is still a bit condensed, and the first few chapters may still be adjusted to find the feeling.Kind of stuck.

Get back as soon as possible and feel a lot of size, okay.