Chapter 627: The Son of God’s Other Dimension, White Prison!
Chapter 627: The Son of God’s Other Dimension, White Prison!
The next moment, Akutsu served violently again.
The tennis ball was like a red bullet, whistling across the net.
Yukimura Seiichi stood there quietly, staring intently at the ball, with a serious look in his eyes.
Then, a terrifying air wave quickly swirled around Yukimura Seiichi's body, and the platinum-colored mental power appeared visible to the naked eye. In an instant, it seemed to become the main theme of the field, shining brightly.
And that scarlet aura was like an invader that wanted to invade the platinum vortex. The two confronted each other in the air, forming a strange and tense balance.
Just for a moment.
Yukimura Seiichi fully displayed his pure spiritual field.
Another dimension - White Prison!
The platinum light illuminated the entire stadium, and the audience was blinded by the dazzling light.
Of course, for now, Seiichi Yukimura is still not satisfied with the status quo.
He knew he still had room for improvement, but the current situation did not allow him to continue.
It is even very likely that even if he continues to condense again, he will probably not be able to reach a higher level.
Because the advanced field itself requires more than just breath and mental power to control, it involves many aspects, which is far from something he can accomplish at a professional level. After all, not everyone is Beichuan.
In an instant, the tennis ball wrapped in scarlet breath crashed into the platinum vortex.
The terrifying shock wave even caused waves in this huge vortex.
After struggling for a while, the serve was barely caught.
"Sizzle~"
Yukimura Seiichi placed the racket in his hand directly on the ground and swung it violently.
Accompanied by a large number of sparks flying in the air, the racket face filled with platinum light slammed heavily into the tennis ball.
It was as if a ray of light exploded, and in the blink of an eye, the tennis ball appeared in the blind spot of Akutsu on the opposite side.
And at this moment, Akutsu suddenly burst out.
He looked like a wild beast from ancient times. The scarlet aura became increasingly strong, forming a red shadow behind him.
In just a blink of an eye, he appeared in the blind spot.
Akutsu smiled grimly, that smile was filled with madness and persistence, and he swung the racket in his hand fiercely.
"boom!"
As the racket hit the tennis ball, the tennis ball swung like the claws of a giant beast, bringing with it terrifying power and causing waves.
The ripples of the shock wave continued to spread in the air, vibrating the air wherever it went.
Also after a brief struggle, the tennis ball turned into a flash of scarlet light and flew away at such a speed that it was astonishing. Just a glance at it from a distance was enough to terrify people.
same moment.
Seiichi Yukimura was fully focused, his feet firmly on the court, his leg muscles tense, like a fully drawn bowstring, accumulating strength.
His body center of gravity was lowered, and his whole posture was like a cheetah ready to pounce.
His eyes were fixed on the tennis ball flying towards him at high speed, his gaze was firm and focused, as if everything around him had ceased to exist and the only thing left in the world was the tennis ball drawing an arc in the air.
He took a deep breath, held his breath, and held the racket tightly with both hands. The veins on his arms bulged slightly due to the force, and his muscles bulged high. At the moment when the tennis ball was about to reach him, he used all his strength to swing the racket suddenly.
The moment the racket touched the tennis ball, Yukimura Seiichi's brows furrowed instantly, and a trace of solemnity and surprise flashed in his eyes.
Even though this ball had been weakened by his unique technique and processed with multiple cutting techniques, the power transmitted from the tennis ball was still beyond imagination, causing his racket to shake violently.
He clearly felt that the friction between his palm and the racket handle was increasing, and his wrist was under tremendous pressure, as if the racket would break free from his control and fly out of his hand in the next second.
At this moment, the tennis ball was spinning wildly at an extremely high speed, with an unstoppable strong impact force, as if it would penetrate directly no matter what obstacles were in front of it.
All the batting techniques that had always been effective on the court in the past, suddenly lost their effectiveness in the face of this aggressive tennis ball. They were like an ant trying to shake a tree and could not have any substantial impact on it.
Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp "click" sound, and the racket in Yukimura Seiichi's hand broke in the middle.
The unrestrained tennis ball, wrapped in the broken racket fragments, hit the ground behind him like a cannonball, making a dull sound, then bounced high and flew directly out of the court.
In this way, Akutsu successfully won the first game with this powerful shot.
Seiichi Yukimura stood there holding the broken racket. His mind went blank for a moment and his face was full of disbelief.
He looked down at the broken racket in his hand and fell into a long silence.
He knew very well that Akutsu was in a violent state at the moment, emitting a powerful aura that was so frightening that it could make people's heart palpitate. He could take that crucial step at any time and reach the top professional level.
He had actually expected such a result a long time ago, but when it all really happened, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart.
He sighed softly, put down the broken racket in his hand, bent down and took out a brand new racket from the bag, held it in his hand again, slowly stood up, and stared quietly at Akutsu opposite him with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, waiting for the other party to serve again.
When Akutsu saw Yukimura Seiichi calmly changing his racket without any panic, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited.
The body, which was originally exhausted and drained of strength due to the long-term high-intensity competition, was now like being injected with a dose of "cardiac stimulant" and instantly became excited.
As the game continued, the two sides exchanged blows and the score continued to rise.
At this time, Yukimura Seiichi also completely let go and no longer held back any strength. Although his endurance continued to decline and his physical fatigue continued to increase, he relied on his solid technical skills and indomitable perseverance to fight with Akutsu in a tie, and every point was fought fiercely.
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