Chapter 7 Field Competition
Xiaojiu looked at Yanagi Renji with pity, not knowing what would happen, but he would cover it.
"Don't worry, there's no problem at all. Even if Yuya breaks his brain, I can fix it for you."
Morinaga Yuya gave an extremely shy smile, "Then I can start it with confidence tomorrow."
The next day, before the two's match started, a crowd had already gathered outside the iron fence. Several people who had matches at the same time postponed their matches after obtaining Yukimura Seiichi's consent.
When Morinaga Yuu said that he wanted to get promoted, many people remembered it.
This match is against Liu, one of the Big Three.
Morinaga Yuya completed his warm-up seriously, grabbed the racket and swung it a few times, then took a deep breath and walked onto the court.
"Which?"
Morinaga Yuya, "Masa."
Morinaga Yuya was very confident in his luck, and as expected, the racket landed head first.
"Then I'll take the serve."
Yanagi Renji nodded, "Yeah."
I don't know why, but I've been feeling like someone is thinking of me since yesterday afternoon.
Especially now it becomes more solemn.
Morinaga Yuya gripped his racket tightly and walked towards the serving line of his court. "Xiaojiu, please measure Liu Jun's data in time and stop me if necessary."
Normally, once Morinaga Yuu has a game, Xiaojiu will automatically mute himself, trying not to disturb him at all.
The normal tennis competition system requires that the audience should remain silent during the process of serving to the end of a point.
Xiaojiu is a good system that follows the rules.
However, special matters require special treatment. Even with Xiaojiu's promise, Morinaga You is still a little afraid of hurting Liu Jun.
"It's okay, don't worry, Yuya."
Yuya Morinaga leaned forward slightly, his body like a taut bow, and threw the ball upward with his left hand. When the thrown tennis ball briefly hovered at the highest point, he pushed the ground with his right foot to push his body forward. The inertia of the torso rotation drove his arms forward, and his elbows stretched quickly. The racket and the tennis ball produced intense friction, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
Kirihara Akaya excitedly grabbed the iron net in front of him, his face unconsciously pressed against the net, his dark green eyes sparkling as he looked at the two people on the court.
"So fast! I want to play with Morinaga-senpai too!"
"Oh no! I'm going to get nerfed in my match with Morinaga-kun later." Marui Bunta's bubble burst halfway through blowing. "This guy is much faster than the last time he played against Yukimura."
Yuya Morinaga quickly won the serve.
"1-0, Morinaga scores."
"But Liu's data tennis isn't so easy to deal with."
It should be said that most people in the tennis club find it terrifying to play against Yanagi Renji. If they are not careful, they will be toyed with by his opponent on the court, especially since his every move is under his control.
Not to mention that he also has dark history (crossed out) data in his hands that even the parties involved may not be aware of.
The game is 3-1, and now it is Yuya Morinaga's serve.
Yanagi Renji's aura suddenly changed, "I have already collected all your data."
"The probability of falling into the left corner is 89 percent."
Bend your knees slightly to lower your center of gravity, move quickly, raise your arms naturally, swing the racket, and hit.
"0-15, Liu scored."
Morinaga Yuya casually scratched his long hair, raised his eyes and gave Yanagi Renji a provocative smile.
"Would you like to come and see my territory?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a series of blue code patterns slowly emerged around Morinaga Yuya. All the mental power that had been laid out since the beginning of the game emerged and expanded step by step to the entire court.
Morinaga Yuya, who has been taken to play various exploration games since he could walk, is naturally not a good boy who follows the rules.
He just doesn't like communicating with strangers, which doesn't mean he is gentle and introverted.
Yanagi Ren's second player Morinaga Yuya's dangerousness was raised by two levels, and his right hand holding the racket tightened.
"Captain Yukimura, please let me have a fight with Morinaga-senpai."
This is Kirihara Akaya, whose fighting spirit is getting stronger and stronger, but within two seconds, circles began to appear in his eyes.
"But, seniors, I suddenly feel dizzy, as if something is running into my head."
Marui Bunta was quick to grab Kirihara Akaya and Jack Kuwahara, whose mental strength was extremely low, and dragged them away.
The expressions of Yukimura Seiichi and Niou Masaharu became solemn almost at the same time.
Niou Masaharu rubbed his forehead. The overwhelming mental power on the court made his head hurt a little.
"Puri~ Watching a fight is risky. Sometimes being too sharp isn't a good thing."
Soon, the spectators outside the barbed wire almost simultaneously retreated a long way, except for Mori Jusaburo and Yukimura Seiichi, who had the strongest mental resistance and stood still.
Maori Jusaburo reasonably suspected that the unreliable senior Tanejima did not teach people well, and it was a waste of mental energy to use it like this.
"I knew that guy was unreliable, but when did Yuya develop such a powerful weapon?"
Yukimura Seiichi was a little curious about the guy that Mori Jusaburo mentioned. If he guessed correctly, he should be the person who guided Yuya.
The people outside the field only had some feelings, but Yanagi Renji on the field had already opened his eyes.
His swollen head made it difficult for him to think clearly, and for the first time he felt like a rusty machine.
Looking at Yanagi Renji's appearance, Morinaga Yuu also narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"I'm not the only one who experiences this kind of reaction."
He knew that the data was too excessive.
Someone doesn't find the idea of mental tennis any weirder.
"5-1, Morinaga scores."
Yanagi Renji was panting. He knew clearly that this state was not normal. No matter what, his physical strength would not be able to become like this. All his limbs were affected and felt heavy.
But, he is Yanagi Renji——
“The data is really interesting!”
The data was classified and organized, and useful information was extracted from it, and the airtight net was torn open.
The tennis ball, which should have been unreachable, fell into Morinaga Yuya's court.
"30-15."
Morinaga Yuya tilted his head, and his sleepy eyes became clear.
"That's pretty fast progress, but you can't keep doing this for long now."
After all, if you suddenly open multiple systems on a single processor, it will easily become hot and smoke.
This is the experience of Yuya Morinaga.
However, it was only the last ball, and Morinaga Yuu thought about it and decided not to increase the power. He took a step forward to receive the ball. The mental power wrapped around the tennis ball changed, and the ball flew towards Yanagi Renji's court many times slower than before.
Yanagi Renji became more alert, and the next second the tennis ball touched the racket and instantly turned into cherry blossoms, falling silently onto the court.
"6-1, Morinaga wins."
The majestic mental power converged, and the aura around Morinaga Yuya became harmless. He pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward.
"Liu Jun, are you feeling unwell?"
Yanagi Renji noticed the worry in Morinaga Yuya's eyes and narrowed his eyes again, "I'm fine. What was that move called just now?"
Morinaga Yuuya blinked. Shouldn't I say Liu-kun is indeed a data expert? His adaptability is so strong.
"Luo Ying."
"You probably didn't use your full strength in your domain." Liu Lianer suddenly had a notebook in his hand and was writing furiously, "It turns out that data can be exported."
Morinaga Yuuya scratched his hair, looking a little distressed, "Ah, I only learned half of it. Data is not my strong point."
"Is that so..."
Yukimura Seiichi turned around and looked at Sanada Genichirō, whose eyes were already filled with fighting spirit. "Genichirō, are you confident in the upcoming match?"
Genichirō Sanada had only one answer: "I will win."
After the mental pressure was gone, Marui Fumita breathed a sigh of relief. "Almost shattered to zero. Tsk, what a terrifying talent."
Who would have thought that Yuya Morinaga had only learned tennis for less than two months.
Niou Masaharu leaned back against the tree, content to stay under its shade. "Piyo~ Let's just stay here. It would be terrible if we were forced to retreat again."
Marui Bunta rushed over and grabbed Niou Masaharu's shoulders, "Niou, I know you must have brought a camera. Will you take it out and take some pictures later?"
Niou Masaharu twisted his fingers around the pigtail and said, "What do you say? I should go and suggest to Morinaga-kun that Sanada be nerfed?"
"There's actually no difference between 6-1 and 6-0..."
If we lose face, Sanada will be even more angry.
Marui Bunta didn't dare to say the rest. He was already half dead after training every day, and he didn't want to be punished.
The vein on Sanada Genichirō's forehead couldn't help but jump. These two bastards, did they think he couldn't hear them? ! ! !
I endured it again and again, but I couldn't endure it anymore.
"You're so lax! Niou Masaharu and Marui Bunta have doubled their training!"
Marui Bunta's face was filled with terror. He realized belatedly that he saw Sanada Genichirō standing not far ahead, covering his face and wailing in pain, "Ah!"
Niou Masaharu raised his eyebrows and curled up the corners of his mouth slightly, "Pupina~"
Yukimura Seiichi curled his eyes and said, "Genichirō, don't punish them during the main selection tryouts. Let's go warm up first."
Genichirō Sanada raised his hand to push down the brim of his hat, picked up his racket and walked out.
"knew."
Marui Bunta circled around Niou Masaharu in confusion, "When did you and Yukimura learn to communicate like this?"
"piyo~"
Ah, I don’t understand at all. Marui Bunta looked at the partner the fox had found.
"Yagyu, what does Niou mean by this?"
Yagyu Hiroshi pushed his glasses up and said, "It's nothing special, just a simple habit."
"pupina~"
Marui Bunta continued to look at Yagyu Hiroshi, trying to get his translation.
Yagyu Hiroshi twitched his lips, "I am a human, not a fox."
So not all fox languages can be understood.
"But I also want to have this kind of tacit understanding with Yukimura."
Marui Bunta shook his head, his face full of disappointment.
Niou Masaharu raised his head proudly, "Just think about it, Puri~"
Yukimura Seiichi walked over to Morinaga Yuya and handed him a bottle of water. "How do you feel?"
Morinaga Yuya took the water as usual, "Ryu-kun is amazing."
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