Chapter 120: First update + second update Players VS Yamato Yudai!

"So now, you can choose any opponent you want to challenge—!"

As Saito Shi and Kurobe Yukio said this, the scene suddenly fell silent.

The U17 training camp has always been a multi-level selection process, but this is the first time the coaching staff has made an exception for a young boy.

The person who was lagging behind couldn't help but show some dissatisfaction on his face. He leaned forward slightly but was stopped by his teammates who had been with him day and night.

He kept giving glances to those who were dissatisfied to calm down and look to the front.

Calm down! Calm down! Think carefully!

Although this guy looks like a young boy, don't forget the Super Saiyan actions he just performed!

As Saito Shi and Kurobe Yukio spoke, Irie Kanata and Oni Jujiro immediately looked over. Tokugawa Kazuya's gaze fell on the black-haired, mushroom-headed figure squeezed in front of the two coaches.

Yamato Yuda looked at the coach, then looked at Jibaimao, scratched his head,

Although I saw him using a tennis racket and saw his unusual behavior,

But when it comes to actually playing...

"Ha—how could you two just make such a decision on your own? At least ask for my opinion, and the head coach—"

"Hey, hey—stop, stop," Saito Shi smiled and waved his hand, "If this kid can really beat the players here, then the defeated guys won't have to stay here anymore, right?"

“…”

“…”

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere became even colder.

But no one dared to refute, Saito Shi, who always looked smiling and gentle,

In fact, he has no sympathy or mercy for the less powerful players. He only looks for the players who are determined to win.

And this is exactly the purpose of the U17.

Whether it is Yukio Kurobe or Ryuji Takushi, who often mingles with the contestants and is the best to talk to, their understanding on this point is surprisingly consistent.

Takushi Ryuji propped up his swollen foot, crossed his arms, and snorted coldly, "Hmph... I want to see what kind of magic this kid has to drive you two so crazy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and shouted to the U17 team members who were silent behind him,

"He's just a brat, come on, and challenge him!"

“…”

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard this.

Anyone who had witnessed that scene before would still be frightened when looking at this Super Saiyan boy.

One by one, you push you, I push me,

Irie Kanata exchanged glances with Onijūjiro and remained motionless.

The player looked at the battle panel that suddenly jumped in front of him.

On the blue panel, there are portraits of various NPCs, followed by an option box.

[Report to the coach! I want to fight: _____!]

The neatly arranged NPCs are just like the fresh and juicy cabbages that have been washed and neatly arranged in the vegetable market, allowing players to choose at will.

The players glanced randomly and for some reason, they couldn't help but hold their breath. The frightened U17 players felt their backs tighten and their necks feel cold.

No, I was just playing against a little brat, even if he behaved inhumanely, but after all - this was tennis!

——Only in tennis, they will never admit defeat!!

With one push, some true warriors dared to take the lead and take a step forward!

"——Then let me do it, haha."

A leisurely voice broke through the siege, and everyone looked over. It was Yamato Yudai who was standing next to the coaches!

Everyone looked at him in surprise. Yamato Yudai smiled awkwardly and scratched his head under everyone's confused gaze.

"Um... or does anyone else want to?"

Saito narrowed his eyes, not surprised that he took the initiative to come out.

Kurobe Yukio glanced at him. Takushi Ryuji wanted to say something, but when he saw the expressions of his two colleagues, he patted his arms.

"Is there anyone else who wants to join? Be proactive!"

Yamato Yudai's initiative to step out made the U17 team hesitant and looked at each other in confusion.

“Ha, haha, since Yamato wants to… then let Yamato go first!”

"That's right, that's right—since Yamato wants to test his strength, let Yamato go first!"

Although it was strong at first, it declined later.

The shadow of Jibaimao still lingers in everyone's mind. Before understanding its true strength, there are still only a few people who are willing to be the first to take the plunge.

Yamato Yudai, who walked out first, also had his own thoughts.

If he is not strong enough, at least for his sake, he can make some tactful changes.

If his strength is truly beyond that of an ordinary person, then we should also consider his situation and make some tactful adjustments.

Yamato Yudai had a good idea. At least in the entire U17 training camp, he could be said to know more than Jibaimao.

Of course, it seems that there is not much more.

But at this time, he is the most suitable person to step forward!

The player looked down and saw a golden headshot of a man who volunteered to join the battle pop-up window.

Huh? Click.

Ding!

[Report to the coach! I want to fight Yamato Yudai! ]

[Matching...loading...]

【——Match successful! 】

[Entering combat mode…]

The player flashed onto the court with his racket in hand. The U17 players, and even Yamato Yudai, could barely keep up with his speed.

A phalanx had to follow closely behind him.

After chasing for a long time, I finally caught up with him. When I looked up, he had already arrived at the third court!

——This is exactly the stadium where Yamato Yudai is currently stationed.

For some reason, a mysterious premonition lingered in my heart and took a long time to dissipate.

Oh... There shouldn't be any problems in today's game, right?

Players patiently waited for the loading process, watching the NPC transform into a dungeon BOSS and enter the battle level.

Watching the status bar and health bar of the dungeon BOSS gradually expand,

Watching Yamato Yudai take out his racket——

Come on, the players' tennis rackets are thirsty!

Irie Kanata took the referee's seat automatically, took the whistle and sat on the referee's chair.

On both sides of the net, Kurobe Yukifu and Saito Shi stood on the players' side, while Takushi Ryuji stood on Yamato Yudai's side with his arms folded.

"Beep—game ready!"

Choosing the side to serve, Yamato Yudai looked around and thought for a moment.

"Just let..."

He paused for a moment, and suddenly realized that even now he still didn't know the name of the player who appeared in front of everyone.

Yamato Yudai's silence was noticed by Irie Kanata, who adjusted his glasses and asked casually,

"Little brother over here, could you tell us your name? It would be easier to call you that way~"

As he asked, a [ding dong] sounded in front of the player.

[Sudden Task: Self-introduction: Yes, my name is: _______]

A.Universe Super Invincible Super Saiyan

B. You! Care! About! Me!

【C.Diablo】

D. Obtuse angle

Although the four options are confusing, no matter which one you choose, it seems to be the same. The player randomly clicks the four-sided dice.

Irie Kanata smiled habitually and squinted his eyes towards the black-haired mushroom head.

Even though the other U17 members pretended not to notice, they still pricked up their ears and listened.

Even some coaches were slightly focused.

At this moment, the taciturn black-haired mushroom head finally condescended to speak,

"oh."

"My name is Obtuse."

“…”

“……?”

Suddenly, everyone's expression went blank, and they gathered together in confusion.

"W-what?"

"Obtuse angle... is that the obtuse angle I'm thinking of?"

“…No, this is obviously not a real name, right?!!”

There are so many complaints, and everyone in U17 is speechless.

Irie Kanata was stunned when he got this answer after asking seriously. Then he adjusted his glasses helplessly and laughed.

"Ahaha, is that so? In that case... then, Obtuse-chan, I'll have to trouble you to choose sides with Yamato."

When Yagi Kei said "obtuse angle", Yamato Yuda was speechless and fell into silence again. He opened his mouth, but finally stopped talking and slowly accepted it.

It's an obtuse angle, so be it... It's better than being called a Kangri element...

Yamato Yudai successfully convinced himself,

The two chose sides, and the racket fell down with a "clack".

"Oh, lucky me, I'll serve first."

Yamato Yudai scratched his head and said with a grin,

"—Then shall I begin?"

The U17 players on the sidelines have already started shouting, "Fight—Yamato!"

"Don't lose to an elementary school kid, Yamato!"

"Hey, hey, that's not what you say..." Yamato Yudai turned around with his racket in hand, facing Yagi Kei head-on across the net.

He raised his eyelids slightly. The black-haired boy on the other side of the net did not show any danger. He stood there quietly and without saying a word.

The way he held the racket was also very much like a novice, which was in sharp contrast to the bravery and courage with which he had just tore apart the deep-sea shark whale king.

But Yamato Yudai did not let down his guard, he was still on edge.

I don't know why, but when I looked up at the opposite frame,

Subtly and subtly, the brain seems to be giving a subtle warning.

It was as if... something appeared that was extremely inconsistent with what I saw and knew.

That ethereal aura, or perhaps oppression, comes and goes without a trace, and when you trace it carefully, it seems to be an illusion.

...what is it,

The other U17 players on the side of the court were urging him to serve the ball as quickly as possible, and the coaches on both sides were also observing.

It seems that there is no way to hide, Yamato Yudai smiled in his heart,

Then let's serve a ball first to test our skills——

Throwing the ball, swinging the racket, bending his knees, and jumping, "Ku-kong-kong--!"

It was a very standard ball. The speed, angle, rotation and trajectory were all textbook-like.

Yamato Yudai didn't give up too much, but he didn't use all his strength either.

Onijushirou and Tokugawa Kazuya, who were also watching the game from the sidelines, had unchanged expressions.

The U17 players watched helplessly as the ball flashed across the field like yellow lightning. In just a few seconds, it was about to pass through the black figure standing on the other side of the field. It was about to score.

Cheers and support are about to overflow from my mouth,

The next moment,

Move one step,

Neither biased nor far, not too close, just a slight step,

Then swing the racket——

“—BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!”

In the blink of an eye, the thunder was so powerful that it even sounded like a drum beating, catching people completely off guard.

This ball passed through the net, almost becoming a golden streak of fire and thunder.

A ray of light formed in Yamato Yudai's eyes, and his pupils trembled as if to respond reflexively.

But it was too fast, too fast, no matter what I did, I couldn't catch up -

By the time I realized this, the ball had already hit the ground with a bang!

Silence, all silence,

I thought about this guy's strength, but I never thought he had such strength.

Such speed, such responsiveness, such ease,

"...Yamato, aren't you putting too much water in..."

Someone asked this question tremblingly, but Yamato Yudai remained silent.

Although he did not answer, everyone knew what was going on.

How could this level be achieved by releasing water...

If letting the game go this far, then the entire tennis world would be like the Pacific Ocean...

Even if we think of that only possibility, some people are still unwilling to believe it.

"Hey! Yamato! Stop letting the water out—"

"That's enough. You're a high school student, don't lose to a brat like that so easily!!"

The people on the sidelines were only shocked by the extremely fast return ball speed and could not figure out the situation. However, Yamato Yudai, who was facing the ball directly, was the one who was most clear at this moment that this ball was hidden deeper.

He slowly turned his head and saw the ball passing by his feet.

The ball kept spinning, gouging a dent in the flat ground.

The sunken arc caught Yamato Yudai's sight tightly.

Just an ordinary return shot had such destructive power... He had only seen it among those twenty people, no, even further ahead.

Yamato Yudai's position perfectly blocked the deep hole created by the ball, so that the other U17 players could not see it clearly.

Irie Kanata, who was in a high position as the referee, caught the sight and narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression unclear. After a while,

He continued to whistle with a smile,

“Beep!”

"15:0! Obtuse is leading—"

Player A returned the ball and swung his racket. The dungeon boss of this new map... was unexpected.

Why is it not as difficult to kill the dungeon boss as the last one?

Is the new map's difficulty lowered? Or is this just a random person?

While the players were pondering, Yamato Yudai on the other side of the net launched another attack.

This time he held his breath more intently and concentrated more.

That goal just now... was it just a coincidence, or was it his true strength? We'll know if he does it again.

Yamato Yudai threw the ball, swung the racket, jumped, and smashed it——

"Bang--!"

The sound of the serve was even louder, crisp and clear. Yamato Yudai did not let up and showed his usual strength.

The yellow ball quickly drew a bright line and headed straight for Yagi Kei who was just across the net.

The black-haired boy still stood there, silently holding the racket.

His expression was indifferent, his movements were also indifferent.

This time, everyone didn't aim at Yamato Yudai who was serving, but actually looked at him;

The movement was so small that it was almost insignificant, but it was there, facing the ball that was as fast as thunder.

The black-haired boy raised his head slowly and slightly, his dark, hollow eyes rolling slightly. Kurobe Yukifu and Saito Shi saw it clearly.

His sight was fixed on the ball that was coming towards him, without deviation.

In the next frame, he took a step back in a very small arc, swinging his arm back up as he did so. The racket net was surprisingly steady and pointed directly at the yellow lightning that was approaching his side.

“Kongkong, bang, bang, bang—!”

Thunder reappeared, and he fought back without any fatigue or hesitation, and hit back the easiest goal like flowing water. However, the ball passed through the net, rubbed the air, and arrived in front of Yamato Yudai, and it was not so easy!

Faster! Yamato Yudai can say without hesitation that the speed of returning the ball is faster,

He quickly turned his eyes to grab it, and drove his body to take a step, even if it was just one step -

With full force on his arm muscles, he grabbed the racket and swung it upwards.

“——Crash!”

Yamato Yudai suddenly swung in the air, and when he looked again, the yellow tennis ball had already jumped past his side, hit the ground hard and bounced back violently!

The flat court was once again left with a deep dent after this blow!

This time, without Yamato Yudai to stop him, everyone saw the dark dent in the ground caused by the tennis ball that was hit hard and dropped to the ground.

"...H-Just kidding..."

"...This kind of destructive power, isn't it, isn't it reasonable? Huh??"

If it was a heavy ball, it would be fine, but it was just an ordinary return, and you couldn't even tell how much strength this guy used.

——Just like that, it caused such lethality?!

The U17 players on the side of the field could not help but turn their heads to look at Tokugawa Kazuya, Irie Kanata and Oni Jujiro in front of the third pitch.

Saito Zhi squinted his eyes, touched his chin, and said softly, "Hmm?"

He didn't say much, but Kurobe Yukio and Takushi Ryuji knew that this was proof of his interest.

Irie Kanata adjusted his glasses, "Beep!"

“30:0!”

In just a few moments, Yamato Yudai, who is currently ranked among the U17 teams, conceded two goals in a row.

Even on his serve.

Suddenly someone quit.

"—Hey! Yamato, use your ultimate move! Don't let this guy look down on us high school students!! Look down on us U17!!"

The leader started to speak, and the others followed suit. The two goals Yamato Yuda had lost had really made them panic. They urgently needed to score a goal to recover or make up for the loss.

"——I can do it without you telling me."

Yamato Yuda spoke calmly, his expression slightly solemn.

One ball is an illusion, it can be said to be a chance or an unintentional burst,

But the two goals in a row, even one goal higher than the other,

The third ball, the unknown third ball, whether it is of higher quality or falls, all are unknowns——

But now, he was going to get really serious and try this——

Taking out a tennis ball from his pocket, Yamato Yudai looked deeply at Yagi Kei who was on the other side of the net.

Throw the ball, swing the racket, attack——

The yellow ball suddenly rushed out of the racket and headed straight for the black figure on the other side of the net.

The U17 players who were most familiar with his opening move were excited.

"——It appeared, Yamato's ultimate move, the dream of illusion——"

“Kongkongkongdongboom——!”

“…”

"……now?"

Even before he could finish his words, the black figure on the other side of the net had already swung his racket to meet the ball.

The U17 team looked at each other in bewilderment.

Isn't this the result?

Shouldn't it be a feint to the east and attack to the west, so that the ball can't be hit at all?

——How come this doesn’t follow the routine? ! !

Yamato Yudai paused after serving the ball. He really didn't expect it to be hit back so quickly. He couldn't even catch it.

I turned around in vain and just raised my racket, then I just watched the ball score.

Irie Kanata blew the whistle and announced, "——40:0!"

Now, I can't laugh anymore.

In one encounter, he immediately broke the special move of Yamato Yudai, who had made it to the third field, "Dream Appearance".

Is it a coincidence? Is it not a coincidence?

The unknown third ball appeared in this way.

The player didn't understand the NPC's tricks, and shouted something like "Illusion and Dream Appearance", but the ball passed the net and was hit with a flat attack.

What nonsense is this? Come on, do it!

This time, not only Saito Toshi was interested, but also Kurobe Yukio's expression changed slightly. Takushi Ryuji was still a little bit troubled by his psychological barrier and was still stubborn.

"Hey, Yamato! Aren't you awesome during practice? I told you not to slack off, but now, hurry up and show us some real skills!"

Hearing this yell, Yamato Yudai felt a headache.

He also wanted to show off some of his real skills...

But just by looking up and facing the boy in front of him, for some reason, the heavy pressure that he had sensed before seemed to spread and become more restrictive...

He suddenly shuddered, and for some reason a chill ran down his body.

Holding the racket and touching his arm twice, Yamato Yudai laughed.

"I know, I know—"

Easier said than done, I continued to hold the tennis ball. A single "dream of illusion" being cracked didn't mean anything...

Do it again!

Yamato throws the ball, swings the racket, attacks,

This time he wanted to see clearly how this guy broke his trick—

“——Sora-dong-dong-dong!!”

He took a step to get some distance and stretched out his arms to swing the racket. There was no frills or unnecessary movements. It was just a plain swing and a hit.

It was as if an automatic discriminator was installed, and the confusing effect of "illusion and dream" was completely lost and could not play any role at all.

“…”

silence,

Watching the ball.

“Beep beep—”

"The first game is over, the score is 1:0!"

Irie Kanata took the whistle and announced,

Yamato Yudai didn't touch the ball for four balls, and even had his tricks broken, and lost his serve.

The U17 players were in a complicated mood. They had been clamoring that Yamato Yudai was letting the game go, but the last two goals were completely out of their control.

He cracked it with just one glance. This kind of acumen, observation, and reaction ability are only seen in such a young guy...

Kurobe Yufu and Saito paid more attention to Yagi Kei, and even started simulation analysis.

Tuozhi Longer folded his arms and said nothing. He touched his chin and looked at the skinny, neither tall nor strong Jibaimao. Only he knew what he was thinking.

"——Serve change, Obtuse-san serves!"

Enter the river to play more whistle prompts,

The black-haired figure took out a ball from the hoop and bounced it twice slowly.

He was not moving fast, even a little slow, which caused a short period of waiting. During this waiting process,

The U17 players on the sidelines couldn't help but feel nervous, even holding their breath.

'What will happen, what kind of ball will be thrown?'

"What exactly is this kid's true strength..."

"Come on, one serve will tell. Show your true strength—"

Players bow their heads.

【Click·Skills】

[Confirmed: 'Your butterfly flash hits the wall 365 degrees, Thomas doesn't spin, and he's 100% sure to catch the blade with his bare hands. The scheming frog touches your belly' will be used soon!]

[Ding! Used successfully——!]

The ball dropped from between his slender fingers and spun wonderfully. Kurobe Yukifu and Saito Shigeki raised their eyebrows.

The arc was raised, and in the next second, it touched the racket, and there was a slight friction sound between the ball and the racket.

"Buzz" suddenly,

The U17 teammates on the side of the court instinctively looked for the yellow tennis ball's trajectory.

No,

No track.

It was empty, as if it disappeared out of thin air, but it suddenly appeared in the next second with a "buzzing" sound, tearing through the space.

A flash of light, and Tokugawa Kazuya's sharp eyes fixed,

The disappeared tennis ball was already on the baseline three steps behind Yamato Yudai.

It landed on the ground with a "bang, buzz, buzz" sound, spun at high speed, and finally, slowly paused with friction, returning to silence.

“…”

"What just happened..."

"...What kind of ball was that?"

The person who was most shocked was not the people outside the field, but Yamato Yudai who faced the ball directly.

Can't see, no...

It is not just invisible, it is even insensible.

At the moment of serving, the entire existence of tennis... disappeared.

What kind of ball is this?!