Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 35: The increasingly weird game destroys the 5th sense!

For an instant.

Yukimura Seiichi was slightly stunned.

"Being held in the palm of everyone's hand..."

"The pride that looks down on everything?"

The heart in my chest couldn't help but palpitate.

But he quickly came to his senses.

After taking a look at Beichuan across from him, he turned around and picked up his coat and racket that had fallen to the ground.

Then, in silence, he walked off the court and placed his coat next to Genichirō Sanada.

Then he returned to the court in silence.

"call......"

"What a little brother who loves to tug at his opponent's heartstrings!"

With a chuckle.

Yukimura Seiichi swung the racket in his hand towards Kitagawa on the opposite side.

The purple-blue eyes returned to their calm state again.

"in addition."

"My pride wasn't born from being held in everyone's hands!"

All of a sudden.

An aura unique to a king burst out from his body.

Under the sunlight, he looked like the Son of God, shocking everyone.

"is it?"

In response to Yukimura Seiichi's kingly declaration, Kitagawa only responded with two words.

He immediately took out a tennis ball from his pocket and continued serving.

only.

After the ball left the face of Kitagawa's racket.

This game has also entered a new stage.

A different atmosphere gradually enveloped the entire stadium.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The collisions occurred one after another.

Tennis balls shuttled back and forth on both sides of the court.

Neither Kitagawa nor Yukimura Seiichi said a word during the entire process.

Completely immersed in the bombardment.

"Is this junior lacking in stamina?"

"You could have scored with that move just now, why didn't you use it again?"

"In such a stalemate, even Yukimura's endurance is his weakness."

"I'm afraid that in the end, if we keep fighting like this, I will definitely be able to outlast the other party."

With the light reflected from the lenses of his glasses, Yagyu Hiroshi looked at the battle on the court that had lasted for nearly twenty minutes, and asked in a puzzled voice.

"That guy is forcing Yukimura to show his full strength."

"On the surface, it's a duel."

"In fact, each tennis ball he swung was faster and more powerful than the one before it."

At this moment.

Genichirō Sanada, who was sitting on a bench to rest, said with a complicated expression.

"its not right!"

"It's clear that Kitagawa-kun's goal in these two matches was to join the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School tennis club and become the club captain."

"But now I have to squeeze out my opponent's full strength, even to his limit."

"It's getting weirder and weirder..."

Marui Fumita, who was standing beside him, became increasingly confused.

After all, if this were someone else.

Logically, we would definitely pursue the victory and inflict heavy damage on the opponent when he is careless.

However, Beichuan's actions were in stark contrast to his purpose.

This trend was already evident when Kitagawa and Genichirō Sanada were playing against each other.

"Strange people tend to do strange things, and that's not surprising at all."

“Instead of considering the other party’s motives.”

"It's better to worry about how long this little brother can hold on from now on."

pat!

After writing the last word on the notebook, Yanagi Renji closed it.

It seemed as if there was no need to continue recording.

And at this time.

Seiichi Yukimura on the court after a successful swing.

His gaze suddenly changed.

"Next, you should lose your sense of touch soon."

As the voice fell.

The tennis ball also flew over the net and landed not far to the left of Beichuan.

tread!

call!

boom!

"Oh."

"is it?"

Beichuan still made a perfect counterattack accurately and quickly.

Simultaneously.

The speed, power and rotation of this ball were improved again.

call out!

boom!

With a serious look, Yukimura Seiichi quickly came to the location where the tennis ball would land and swung the racket in his hand quickly.

Although this ball was caught.

But it's obviously more difficult than before.

"What a stubborn little brother."

"I hope it will be like this for a while."

but.

Even in this state, Yukimura Seiichi's expression did not change much.

"The real horror of Yukimura..."

"Destroy the five senses!"

Genichirō Sanada in the audience couldn't help but whisper something.

The so-called five senses are touch, vision, hearing and other five senses that are essential for body functions.

Touch, in particular, is a general term for somatic sensations, consisting of pain, position, pressure, vibration, and functions including the ability to recognize three-dimensional objects.

Losing the sense of touch is undoubtedly a devastating blow to a sport like tennis.

Not to mention the other four senses being taken away.

"Although...but..."

"Why do I feel like he's not affected at all?"

next moment.

Jackal Sangyuan said cautiously.

"is it possible?"

Yanagi Renji, who had been prepared to go on stage to support Kitagawa at the appropriate time, now frowned slightly.

If Jackal Sangyuan relied on his feelings.

Then he can make a more accurate judgment based on the data model of Beichuan that has been collected.

While thinking.

A long-lasting confrontation broke out again on the court.

Strength is increasing, speed is increasing, and rotational force is increasing.

And in this state.

The tennis ball has begun to deform and become an oval shape.

Another half hour.

Yukimura Seiichi's eyes became more and more serious.

The originally steady breathing rhythm gradually became faster.

"The annihilation of the five senses didn't work?"

Looking at Beichuan on the opposite side, although there was some sweat on his face, there was nothing unusual.

Yukimura Seiichi couldn't help but ask softly.

I don’t know whether he was asking himself or Beichuan.

"Yukimura-senpai."

"If my trump card doesn't work at all."

"So, will pride be nailed to the pillar of shame?"

In Beichuan's voice.

boom! ! !

The tennis ball, which had reached a rather terrifying state, hit Yukimura Seiichi hard behind him.

He didn't even react.

For an instant.

My heart began to beat again in my chest.

This time, it was extra strong!!!

After taking a look at Yukimura Seiichi who was standing there gasping for breath, Kitagawa turned and walked towards the serving area.

And at this time.

He saw a familiar figure behind the crowd walking towards him with a flushed face.

"I'm really anxious~"

"Looks like I have to do some finishing work in advance."

"It's a good time to try this trick."

"Does this count as equal treatment?"

He curled his lips.

Beichuan muttered a few words with a half-smile on his face.