"Really?" Yukimura Seiichi looked at the exit. Maybe everything you have done is in vain. His voice was slightly cold. At this time, he could not see the gentleness he had before. As soon as he comes into contact with tennis, he will change.
Become another invincible son of God. If Sanada is the emperor, then Yukimura is the god. Tatekai's god is calm on the outside, but his calmness is unfathomable, like the bottomless sea. At that time, the deepest
There is a depth that you can never see through
"What's wrong with that kid?" Houchotaro sat in the stands and looked at Kintaro at Shihotenji Temple. He frowned strangely. Why was he so afraid of what Yukimura Seiichi's ball had done to him?
What
"Seiichi's tennis will take away other people's five senses, causing them to fall into panic." Otowa sat up straight and looked at the young man sitting in front of Tatekai University, that young man who was soft but had a powerful aura.
, it is unimaginable that such a normally gentle and beautiful boy can play tennis in such a cruel way that he can take away all the consciousness of others. His Internet love can be said to be cruel, even more cruel than Kirihara.
"What are you talking about, seizing the five senses?" Xiangri turned to look at Otoyu, not believing what she said. How could there be tennis like this in the world? You can't see or hear anything while playing.
If you can’t feel it, then how can you keep fighting?
"Yes, this is his tennis," Otowa nodded seriously. She was not wrong, nor was she exaggerating. These things were all told by Kirihara, and she also said the same thing during the street tennis match with Narita.
What I have seen with my own eyes, Yukimura's tennis, if it can be said that, then his tennis can be said to be cruel.
"Taking away the five senses makes people have a fear of hitting after the game. It's really a scary person." Ninzuya looked at Seiichi Yukimura who was sitting over there. The son of the god Tatekai Dai, he is indeed a person whose reputation cannot be passed down.
Atobe Keigo just smiled openly and didn't say much. He just put his elbows on his knees, stretched out his smooth and slender fingers and caressed his forehead, and then smiled playfully.
Looking towards Yukimura Seiichi
Maybe, there will be an absolutely wonderful game. After all, that kid has learned that, and the game has just begun.
Aigaku's Echizen Ryoma, quickly enter the game. If he doesn't play, then the voice of volunteering to be the forfeit referee rang out. Otowa saw the exit of the game, why Ryoma hasn't come yet, has something happened to him?
He will come, don't worry. Atobe Keigo saw her worry and put her hand on his leg. His extremely confident smile made her feel relieved.
Yes, he will come. That kid will definitely not let himself lose like this, especially since there is no competition yet.
When the referee's voice was repeated again, a figure slowly walked in at the entrance. That person was none other than Echizen Ryoma.
He took out the tennis ball from his bag and looked at Tezuka who was sitting on the lounge chair. There was special determination and belief in his clear eyes. He would become the pillar of Qingxue that the minister expected. He would not let himself down. Of course,
I won't let everyone down
Tezuka nodded to him. He has always had high expectations for him. Echizen, please be sure to win this game. You must win this game with everything you have. Qingxue's future is yours and your responsibility.
Ryoma picked up the racket and walked forward, looking at Yukimura Seiichi who was standing on the other side. His team uniform was still on his body. He frowned slightly, as if he was a little unhappy with Ryoma's expression.
"Hey, I heard that you have just recovered from a serious illness. Are you okay?" Ryoma said slowly to Yukimura, picked up the racket in his hand, and his tone returned to the arrogant and unruly tone before.
In response to his provocative words, Yukimura Seiichi just flashed his eyes slightly and said, "Kid, you have good eyesight." After saying that, he had already retreated to the serving line.
Ryoma just curled his lips and returned to the service line. However, he looked at the team uniform on Seiichi Yukimura, and there was a smile with ulterior motives on his lips.
Ryoma swung the racket, and there was an outspin serve. Yukimura easily caught it and hit it back. Ryoma took the ball and hit a drive A volley ball, but Yukimura hit it back. Then, Ryoma used his again.
Cool volley, this time, Yukimura Seiichi just raised his eyes slightly, and then prepared Ryoma's special move back to the bottom line
In this round, Seiichi Yukimura led 15-0. Ryoma raised his head and pointed his finger at the ground, "Hey, your clothes fell off." His voice was cool, but it could be heard that it was intentional.
Yukimura Seiichi lowered his head and saw the team uniform he had dropped on the ground. His pupils shrank and his lips pursed. It turned out that this was the case.
"It turns out that brat just wanted to make Yukimura take off his clothes. This kind of temper is really unbearable." Renzu sighed softly. Even if this brat has just regained his memory, the arrogance in his nature is still there. He even followed the trace.
There is some comparison between departments
He looked at Atobe Keigo, but Atobe Keigo just sat and looked at the field, with a very evil smile on his lips. He still held Otowa's hand in his hand.
Otowa looked at Ryoma and Yukimura Seiichi below, and sighed slightly. Ryoma still had the same temper, but this Seiichi was no longer the Seiichi she was familiar with. The beautiful young man from Tatekai University had suddenly transformed.
, has become a king-like presence that cannot be ignored on the court.
His tennis has always been like this, and it hasn't started yet. In fact, she has already begun to worry. As she said, she wants Ryoma to win this game, but she doesn't want Jingshi to lose. They also
They are all the people she cares about. It’s really a very contradictory mood.
"Are you worried again?" Atobe Keigo's voice came from her head. She looked back at him for a little bit, and then nodded. Atobe Keigo pursed his lips slightly. Naturally, he knew what she was worried about, but
, at this time, he really felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. When he competed with Echizen Ryoma, he didn't know what she was thinking. However, he could know that her heart for him was definitely no less than theirs, even more than now.
More because, at that time, she seemed to be crying
What a troublesome little woman
He put his arm around her waist and let her head rest on his shoulder, "Little maid, this is a game. There are always winners and losers in the game. Losing does not mean the end, it is just a new beginning. Have you forgotten me?
They also lost, and lost to that kid twice. Losing is not difficult, but winning is not easy either. They all have to go through the baptism of the game until the final goal is settled."
"The competition is actually very happy." He held his waist tightly and let her lean against him tightly.
"Yes," Yinyu nodded and leaned on his shoulder, their hands still tightly clasped together.
At this time, in the court, the match between Ryoma and Yukimura finally really started. Ryoma's arrogance, his miraculous tennis, and the son of God's casual and calm ability to control the ball. The two people did not give in at all in the game. This was Ryoma's first time.
When facing a strong opponent like Yukimura Seiichi, all his tennis skills can be easily beaten back by him.
Whether he used the white stone [holy book], or used the round table to hit, trace or divine hidden, all kinds of balls that he understood, Yukimura Seiichi could easily see the essence of the ball, easily
In his eyes, no matter what kind of moves Ryoma uses, they are just a waste of his own energy and are of no use.
The ball, there is only one ball, will never be cloned or disappear. The game is still going on, but the game on the court has completely tilted towards Yukimura Seiichi, because all Ryoma's balls were easily hit back by him.
, the score at this time is 3-0, and the 4th game is already 40-0, which means that Ryoma has not won a single goal so far.
At this time, Ryoma murmured slightly and clenched the racket in his hand. He was really a difficult person to deal with. Kirihara, who was sitting in Tatekai University, turned to look at Ryoma in the court and suddenly said, look, that guy will
The power was transferred to his legs and he mounted the dragon horse, and then transferred that power to his hands. At this time, he could already control the direction of the power at will.
He hit Yukimura's ball back. This time it was a double return shot. The point was about to be won. However, Yukimura Seiichi still hit the ball back.
However, when the ball was played back, the ball had already touched the net. Ryoma took the ball and hit it. The ball finally landed at the feet of Seiichi Yukimura. The ball fell and Ryoma scored. This is also the score in this game.
Ryoma's first 15 points
At this time, before playing, Ryoma picked up the racket and pointed it at Yukimura, and then came 5 balls.
This is a prediction. Could it be that he is now able to understand the limit of his talent? He is really a terrible person Echizen Ryoma.
Maybe Ryoma's state really gave Yukimura Seiichi a headache. His face was much colder than before. After one ball and two balls passed, Yukimura Seiichi just hit his ball back. When the fifth ball came
, the ball played by Ryoma accidentally hit the outside of the court.
This game was really outrageous. For a master like Ryoma, it was impossible to hit such a ball, but he just hit it.
"You seem to have lost your sense of touch?" Yukimura Seiichi just looked at Ryoma sitting on the ground indifferently. Because of his mistake just now, his body fell to the ground because of his stability. When Ryoma heard his words, Ryoma really stared.
Open your eyes and touch. Just now, he really didn't feel anything.
Seiichi is about to start. Otowa's hand was slightly wet when she was holding it in Atobe Keigo's. Atobe Keigo just held her hand tightly and looked at the game below. It was about to start. Echizen Ryoma, are you ready?
Are you ready? Meet the challenge from the Son of God
Kintaro watched the game on the field, holding his arms tightly, his voice still trembling a little, "This is the feeling, no matter where you hit the ball, the ball will be hit back.
As this impression gradually deepens, the body begins to lose control and becomes too lazy to hit the ball back. Then a kind of paralyzed consciousness will deprive the body of the sense of touch. It's terrible tennis."
As he spoke, that kind of fear kept coming, and it was really going to drive him crazy.
"Xiao Jin, be strong, the game is still going on," Shiraishi's hand touched his shoulder, giving him silent strength. Kintaro nodded, put down his hand, and looked at the game on the field.
Yukimura Seiichi's five-sense tennis balls appeared one by one. As expected, in the end, all Ryoma's feelings had disappeared. He couldn't hear, see, or even feel. He just walked alone.
In this darkness, there was nothing. Even the racket in his hand seemed to have no power at all. He was just holding it instinctively.
Even when he served, he couldn't even hit the ball, but he still persisted, still looking for that little tennis ball. Such persistence could even be said to be cruel.
"Ryoma," Otoyu called his name and finally turned his face away. He had always been a proud child. She had never seen so many expressions on his face, including panic, fear, and searching.
Atobe Keigo held Otowa's hand tightly and looked into the field, kid, are you really finished?
Even Yukimura Seiichi was surprised by Ryoma's performance. He did not give up tennis completely like those people in the past. Moreover, even if he has no sense now, does he still want to play tennis? For him, he can indeed say
I admire him, but unfortunately, he will not sympathize with him, because all he wants is to win the game.
He turned his head and walked out of the court. The game was over, so there was no need to stay here.
Suddenly, a very clear voice came from the venue. This voice was heard by everyone without mistake. It was the voice of Echizen Ryoma.
"It's fun to play tennis." This voice is very soft, very soft, but it is completely full of joy.
Yukimura Seiichi turned around and saw Ryoma standing up from the ground. He picked up the racket with an absolute smile on his face, an absolutely confident smile. Yes, playing tennis is happy and tennis is his best friend.
, how could he hate it?
In an instant, Echizen Ryoma's whole person seemed to have undergone a huge change. Even his hairstyle and demeanor changed, as if he had grown up suddenly. Could this be the legendary, highest level of tennis, the so-called, seamless limit?
"Well, here it comes, a ball." Ryoma picked up the racket and hit the ball. The speed of this ball was no longer visible to the human eye. Seiichi Yukimura couldn't, the audience couldn't, and even the referee couldn't.
And the judgment of this ball was actually judged by the machine's playback. Ryoma raised his eyes, maybe he should play slower. So, this was his counterattack, which made Yukimura Seiichi completely unable to counterattack.
After Ryoma took back the game, Yukimura Seiichi quickly calmed down. How could he lose? However, even if he could completely see the corner of the ball, he still couldn't hit it back.
Until the last ball, Ryoma used the ball he played with Kintaro Toyama. The ball was split in two from the middle and hit. Yukimura Seiichi hit the two more balls with his racket until this ball.
, Echizen Ryoma completely knocked back the two hemispheres in Tezuka's voice that became the pillar of Seigaku.
The ball passed through both sides of Yukimura Seiichi
At the end of the game, Qingxue won, finally breaking Rikkai University's three-game winning streak.
But this tennis match has deeply stayed in everyone's heart, including the two players in the match, Echizen Ryoma and Yukimura Seiichi
Yukimura Seiichi walked out of the net with the racket. This was his first loss. He didn’t know what it felt like, sadness, loss, and even some growth that he didn’t know. Was it his growth or was it
His tennis ball, he looked down at his tennis racquet in his hand, his best friend
Tennis is happy, right? His tennis is his life
Yukimura, are you okay? Sanada stepped forward and looked at him with calm eyes, extremely worried.
No, Yukimura walked past Sanada, but suddenly turned back, "Sanada, next time, let's play a game of tennis. Happy tennis." He smiled, his smile was like the wind, a beautiful smile, a pair of extremely gentle purple eyes, like
It’s so beautiful with the morning sun setting
Sanada was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
He has already felt that Yukimura has changed. In fact, he has always thought that Yukimura's tennis is always too cruel. Sometimes, he feels that he has lost his humanity. However, now he seems to have another kind of perception.
Yes, playing tennis is fun
"Let's go too," Atobe Keigo took Otowa's hand and stood up. He looked at the laughter in the Qingxue stadium. The corners of his lips naturally curled up, and his eyes were filled with too much emotion. This kid, in fact, was still
Very cute
Otowa turned back to look at the resting area of Tatekai University's tennis club. At this time, Yukimura Seiichi was drinking water from a cup. He seemed to have noticed her gaze. The two of them seemed to have a tact, and Tongshin looked at each other.
Yukimura smiled gently, his purple eyes were as moist as water, and when they swayed slightly, they still had that elegant and beautiful look like a lost car chrysanthemum.
There may be losses, but he also gained something more important.
Otowa smiled knowingly and followed Atobe Keigo out of the tennis court. It was afternoon, and the sun outside was no longer so strong. This game was really too exciting. She raised her face and let the wind blow on her.
face
That's fine
There is some relief in the loss, young hearts are always happy
Yes, a young body, a young heart, there is still too much time to go in the future, whether it is wind or rain, experiences are inevitable
The dazzling sunlight fell in her eyes. She lowered her head and blinked her eyes gently. There was some silence and some stillness. She looked at her hand, which was being held tightly by the young man beside her.
The warm feeling made her extremely nostalgic, her fingers tightened a little, and she held his hand tightly, fearing that if she let go, she would no longer be able to hold it.
The sky is very blue and very clean, and some unknown floral fragrance is floating lightly in the air. I take a deep breath of this air, but I don’t know why, but there is always some loneliness and fragrance.
The game is over. No matter what the result is, it is over. So, has she also reached the end? She raised her head and looked at the particularly delicate face of the young man next to her in the sun. At this time, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
There are beautiful arcs, and there is an unexpected softness in the dark blue eyes. His whole person is still elegant and gorgeous, but it is also dyed with the pure blue and clean sky.
"What's wrong, if you look at me like this, will I think you want to eat me?" Atobe Keigo suddenly came back, stopped, pulled hers closer, looked at her like this, and smiled slightly
In the eyes that were lowered, there was actually a clear smile.