"Bang."
"Bang."
"Bang."
Looking at Kamishiro Ai who was still making a perfect counterattack and didn't even break the domain, Yukimura Seiichi's pupils were filled with disbelief.
His mentality is about to collapse.
"Why, even though I have taken away your vision, hearing, and sense of touch, why hasn't the domain been broken?"
Yukimura Seiichi's heart was full of confusion. At this moment, he began to doubt his ability to destroy his five senses.
"This man." Polk stood up in the stands, looking shocked.
As a professional player, he has seen too many geniuses, but never one who can show such a terrifying foundation in junior high school.
"His movements and control of rotation have become muscle memory. Even if his three senses are deprived, he can easily hit the ball in an attractive area. This requires not only hard training day after day, but also a natural sense of the ball. This man was born for tennis." Polk himself didn't realize that a passion was surging in his heart.
A burning desire to fight Kamishiro Lan.
But he held back.
Because he thought that Kamishiro Lan was still too immature, and if he couldn't control himself well, he might ruin such a genius.
It's a pity that such a genius was born in Japan.
Polk's eyes flickered as he thought about how to bring Kamishiro Lan to Germany.
"Oh, it seems that the little Kamishiro is attracting more and more attention." Echizen Nanjiro's eyes were deep. He had already noticed Polk in the stands.
Experts are keenly aware of aura, and top professional players like Polk always have a sharp edge.
Of course, Polk would not be aware of Echizen Nanjiro, because Echizen Nanjiro had already entered a higher level of restrained aura.
"Since three senses are not enough, then five!"
“Bang, bang, bang.”
As the fight progressed, Kamishiro Lan gradually discovered that his sense of pain and smell were disappearing.
At this moment, in his consciousness, he was in a chaos where he could not see or touch anything, and he could not even feel anything.
He repeated the motion of catching and returning the ball.
He didn't know whether the ball he hit would score, nor did he know what stage the game had reached.
But he just repeated the fighting posture with a unique rhythm and breathing frequency.
He extremely enjoyed his current state, as if he had returned to the feeling of playing tennis in the past.
Very happy.
Kamishiro Lan suddenly found it funny.
Others would have a mental breakdown when their five senses were destroyed, and even the protagonist Echizen Ryoma almost collapsed in the original work. But when it came to himself, he turned it into a ball skill that made him enjoy life.
"No noise, no worries, it feels great." Kamishiro Lan felt as if he had entered a mysterious realm, and subconsciously used a ball skill he had never used before.
In the real world.
"What are you doing? Has the elimination of the five senses taken away the five senses? Why are the senses useless?"
"The competition is getting a bit boring. The president of Rikkai University is totally clueless about what to do with the opponent."
"The match between the Son of God and the God of Death is not as intense as I thought." Looking at Yukimura Seiichi running back and forth on the field, more dissatisfied voices began to appear in the audience.
"Kamiyo should have been deprived of his five senses by now, right?" Momoshiro Takeshi asked uncertainly.
Fuji Shusuke nodded seriously.
Momoshiro Takeshi: "No way, then why does Kamishiro seem unaffected?"
"No way, Tao, you don't really think that you can restrict Kamishiro by destroying his five senses." Kikumaru jumped onto Momoshiro Takeshi and said with a smile.
"That's right." Taocheng Wu scratched his head embarrassedly.
"Why? Why can I still hit the field ball after being deprived of my five senses?" Yukimura Seiichi ran hard. He felt a burning pain in his chest, which was a sign that his physical strength was about to be exhausted.
His control over the tennis ball is so strong that the destruction of the five senses cannot restrict him at all.
Only now did Yukimura Seiichi realize why his destruction of the five senses was successful, because Kamishiro didn't care at all.
"Why has his condition changed?" After hitting back the flying tennis ball again, Yukimura Seiichi was surprised to find that Kamishiro Ai's momentum had changed.
"Bang, bang, bang." He seemed to hear the heartbeat of Kamishiro Lan, steady and strong.
In the sight, Kamishiro Lan's aura suddenly became fierce.
"The data is messed up, the data of the entire venue is messed up!!!" Inui Sadaharu lost his voice, his face full of horror.
In his sight, the field where everything turned into data began to become chaotic, and a vortex appeared with Kamishiro Lan as the center. The surrounding data flew all over the sky, and the chaotic and confusing data made Inui Sadaharu's head swell.
"The data is no longer reliable. The data cannot be captured at all." Inui Sadaharu covered his head crazily, with bloodshot eyes.
As a representative of the data input stream, Inui Sadaharu's brain is on the verge of collapse.
Even Yanagi Renji, who was in charge of the data output stream, felt a palpitation and quickly closed his eyes to avoid looking, fearing that he would be affected as well.
"This is..." Polk's pupils showed shock, and his mouth opened subconsciously: "Could it be..."
"Swish." The tennis ball tore through the air like a wind blade, passed over the net, and streaked across Yukimura's face. When it was about to reach the barbed wire, it circled around and went towards Yukimura's back again.
"How is this possible?!" Yukimura Seiichi didn't care about the pain on his face. He was horrified and the sharp edge behind him made him shudder.
Avoid, or fight back.
Otherwise you will die.
"Ah!" He roared, and at the moment when the tennis ball was about to pierce through his back, he took a step sideways, rotated 360 degrees to the right, and hit the tennis ball accurately when it just flew past his side.
"Crack." The racket made a sudden sound, and the tennis ball immediately shot towards Kamishiro Ai with the impact force and the power exerted by Yukimura Seiichi.
The tennis ball made a harsh sound as the air was torn apart.
"Ding." It was as if a long spear was unfolded behind Shen Dai Lan, and wave-like waves appeared around it.
A column of water fell from the sky, destroying the tranquility of the lake.
Randomly, there came countless columns of water rushing down.
"Swish." The waves rose, surging and rolling up the tennis ball, swallowing up Yukimura Seiichi like a tsunami.
"Game, 5-0, Fudomine Kamishiro Aoi is leading."
"Cough cough cough." After regaining consciousness, Yukimura Seiichi was half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath. His hair was messy and he looked really embarrassed.
"Is this some kind of Shikai?" He staggered to his feet, and when he looked over, the Kamishiro Lan in front of him had returned to his previous appearance.
His eyes regained their brightness and his expression was relaxed.
"Your ability to destroy the five senses is very interesting, Yukimura, but that's all." Kamishiro Lan said calmly.
"It's not over yet, Kamishiro! I haven't lost yet." Yukimura was full of unwillingness.
(End of this chapter)
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