The Legend of Net King

Chapter 165

Yukimura Seiichi stared straight at the tennis ball that flew out, but he inexplicably felt a trance in front of him, shook his head, and tried to concentrate,

Come to your senses.

The spectators didn't know what was going on, they watched the action on the field and were still amazed by the skill of both players.

Jing Zhiguang looked at the tennis ball flying over the net,

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth,

The racket in his left hand was mercilessly struck directly at the tennis ball.

Bang!

The tremendous force deforms the tennis ball, like a bullet bursting out of the chamber.

Boom and Boom, bringing a surge of air.

Shout!

Quickly cut through the air,

The tennis ball flew over the net and smashed quickly on the ground, Yukimura Seiichi didn't have time to think about it, and rushed to the side of the tennis ball.

Since you can't figure out whether the opponent really has mastered it, it's good to face it directly.

Yukimura Seiichi's eyes showed a determined look, and he clenched the racket in his right hand and swung it vigorously at the flying tennis ball.

Bang!

A crisp sound sounded, and people all heard the batting.

But

Boom!

"Out, Makino Vine scores, the score is 30-0,"

"How is that possible..."

The audience was in an uproar, and they saw that 270 Yukimura Seiichi actually knocked the tennis ball out of bounds!

"It's... Mistake?! "

Shuiichiro Oishi looked at the situation on the field, with a puzzled look on his face, and spoke.

Fuji Zhou Suke's blue eyes were firmly fixed on the court, he felt that something was wrong, with the strength of the two players on the court, the possession of the ball would not make such a mistake.

A hint of shock flashed in Tezuka's eyes, "It's the same as that time..."

......

"Something is wrong..."Keigo Keibe's finger tapped at the corner of his eye, and his sharp eyes stared straight at the field.

With his eyesight, he can't see the slightest flaw,

However, it can be seen that Yukimura Seiichi did not expect this to happen, because his expression was also full of shock.

——

On the court, Yukimura Seiichi's eyes are indeed full of shock,

"I didn't expect this to be true...!"

The tone is full of feelings, and there is a hint of unknown.

Grip the racket with both hands, then release it, and repeat it back and forth, after making sure that there is no doubt,

"Touch... deprived..."

It's obviously the trick he's best at, but he was deprived of it by his opponent in turn.

What a great irony (CFPH)!

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Yukimura's mouth, but his gaze became even colder.

......

Slap, smack,

Seiichi Yukimura, who served again, gently slapped the tennis ball, and occasionally felt a little caught off guard.

"Yukimura, what's wrong?"

The players of Lihai University looked at Yukimura Seiichi, who was obviously in the wrong state on the field, and couldn't help but say solemnly.

Sanada Koichiro looked at the game on the field, and his face became more serious,

"Yukimura, he... Deprived of touch! "

"What?"

"How is this possible?"

Hearing Sanada's words, the Likai Brigade couldn't believe it.

Depriving Yukimura of the five senses is Yukimura Seiichi's trick, and they also think that only Yukimura Seiichi can do this kind of tennis.

As a result, now Sanada told them that Kogami was deprived of his senses by his opponent first, which was simply a thunderclap on the ground, which was difficult to parry.

"Theoretically, Yukimura's style of play can indeed be replicated, but this has extremely strict requirements for the player's mental strength and technique..."

Mitsuya Yajiuto looked at Sanada as if he was lying, pushed his glasses and said.

Sanada Koichiro nodded even more, "And the opponent is such an existence... Even more terrifying! "

......

Smack, smack!

Two or three times, as if gradually familiar,

Hmmm-

Throw up the tennis ball, bow over and bend the knees, and leap for life,

Yukimura Seiichi swung the racket vigorously,

Bang!

The tennis ball smashed accurately and quickly towards the bottom line of Jing Zhiguang's half.

"Oh?!"

It's really the son of God, Yukimura Seiichi!

Jing Zhiguang's eyes flashed, he got used to losing his touch so quickly, and he was able to send such a high-quality serve.

"Not bad!"

Complimenting softly, Jing Zhiguang hurried to the side of the tennis ball,

"But the gap between us is too big!"

Call!

The racket swung and slammed into the tennis ball.

Bang!

There was a loud sound, and the tennis ball shot straight through it like a streamer.

Yukimura Seiichi looked straight at him and walked quickly towards the tennis ball.

"This..."

Suddenly, the tennis ball seemed to be in a trance, and his eyes suddenly went dark.

Shout!

Whoosh –

You can hear the sound of a tennis ball passing by.

Boom!

Knock knock... The sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground sounds.

"Makinoto scores, 40-0,"

The referee's voice rang out quickly.

"This..."

"Why doesn't Yukimura Seiichi move..."

Watching the tennis ball fly past him, but Yukimura Seiichi didn't make any movement, standing in place in a daze, everyone was surprised.

The players of Lihai University looked at the field,

"This situation... Could it be..."

Liu Lianji opened his eyes and looked at Yukimura's eyes on the court as if he had lost focus.

pupils constricted,

"Even the vision is gone..."

The other Lihai team members were also shocked.

......

"What the hell is going on?!"

Shuiichiro Oishi couldn't understand it at all, and Fuji Shusuke also shook his head with a solemn face.

"Deprivation of the five senses!"

A word sounded in their ears, and they looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu in surprise,

"Deprivation of the five senses?"

The tone was slightly confused.

Kunimitsu Tezuka nodded,

"I've seen this trick before..."

......

"Is this what it's like to lose your senses?" Yukimura Seiichi muttered to himself, the last time he was deprived of his five senses by Jing Zhiguang, his spirit had already been devoured, so he didn't experience such a feeling carefully at all.

It was as if the hands had been lost, and the eyes could not see anything.

Watching Yukimura Seiichi groping on the field, the audience was surprised,

"What's going on..."

"What's going on with him..."

The referee looked at Yukimura Seiichi, who was walking around on the field, and couldn't help but speak:

"Are you alright, this player?"

"No problem...!"

Yukimura Seiichi nodded at the place where the voice came out, and then judged the direction of the field by the referee's position,

Step by step, we went to the bottom line.

Slowly pulled out a tennis ball and squeezed it tightly with his left hand.

Jing Zhiguang looked at Yukimura Seiichi opposite, and shook his head slightly, how to play against himself like this, the serve is a problem!

As soon as the words fell,