Chapter 121: The player's giant cauliflower reappears in U1...
The tennis ball that disappears,
No, it should be said that the tennis ball had completely disappeared, not even a sense of its existence could be felt. At the moment the ball was released, the only sound that could be heard was the "buzzing" sound when it first hit the net.
Where did this ball come from?!
Perhaps I should ask, where did this kid come from?!
Yamato Yu couldn't laugh anymore. The carefree smile that was always on his face was completely stiff at this moment, as if it had been completely shattered.
Not only Yamato, but the other U17 teammates were also completely affected by this.
The serve that had never been seen before, the serve that had almost disappeared, dealt them a heavy blow.
Is it true that someone who looks like an elementary school student can possess such strength?!
Could this guy, this guy be like the dead elementary school student next door, a special case who got injected with some special drug and regained his youth?!
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but look at the black-haired boy standing on the court with a racket in hand with strange eyes.
This height, these cold, dead fish eyes that don't seem normal... maybe, it's really possible...
The team members had mixed emotions.
Laymen watch the excitement, experts see the tricks. The three coaches on the sidelines, Saito Shi, Kurobe Yukio, and Takushi Ryuji, raised their eyebrows slightly when they saw the opening move of the serve, and then looked at the final result of the serve.
Their eyes all fell on the 'disappearing tennis ball' on the baseline three steps behind Yamato Yudai.
Disappear?
Saito touched his chin and spoke again, "Yamato,"
Yamato Yudai, who was in shock, suddenly woke up and said, "Yes, Coach Saito?"
Saito Zhi raised his chin and said, "Go and see where that ball landed."
"Huh?"
Although he was puzzled, since Saito Shigeki had spoken, it meant that he must have discovered something. Yamato Yudai, with some doubts in his heart, still walked over honestly and prepared to bend down to pick up the tennis ball on the ground.
The moment he picked up the sphere, Yamato Yudai's pupils suddenly condensed, and his whole body froze.
The confused crowd on the sidelines were puzzled, "What's going on? Yamato—why aren't you moving?"
"—Yamato, what did you see??"
At this moment, in the frozen eyes of Yamato Yudai,
Clearly reflected below the 'disappearing tennis ball' is a hole that can just fit a tennis ball.
It was so fresh that I could even feel the heat from the excessive friction belt when I picked up the tennis ball.
It didn't exist just now, so it must be a new appearance.
The high-speed rotation of the "buzzing buzzing" sound when it landed on the ground was originally thought to be an upward bounce, but now it seems that it is a completely downward force.
If one can barely keep up with the speed and judge the landing point, but facing such a terrifying sphere that has already dug a dent in the flat ground,
Can he really return a shot like this?
Yamato Yudai was completely speechless. He held the tennis ball in his hand and looked at the black-haired figure on the other side of the net.
The chill surrounding my body intensified.
Such power, such speed, such a ball...if it wasn't aimed at the court, but at the player on the other side of the net...
Stop, don’t think about it anymore, don’t think about it any further.
Yamato Yu's mind quickly flashed back to the gate of the U17 base. Yagi Kei jumped in front of him, snatched the grenade from under his feet and threw it away.
He's so indifferent to this feeling——Is it because he usually rubs bombs with his hands!?!
Yamato Yudai somehow got closer to the answer.
His actions probably confirmed their suspicions. Saito Shi and Kurobe Yukifu turned their gazes away from Yamato and returned them to Yagi Kei on the court.
Saito Shi, who always had a smile on his face, said, "Well, Mr. Obtuse, was that shot just now your special move?"
The black-haired boy, who was about to take out a second tennis ball from the hoop next to him, raised his eyes indifferently. When asked, he still had that dead fish-eye expression.
After a while, when their smiles faltered and they could barely maintain their smile, Saito Zhi persisted and asked again,
The dead fish-eyed mushroom head slowly opened his mouth and said, "Oh."
“…”
“……?”
Saito Zhi smiled wryly: "No, no more?"
The player looked at the strange NPC outside the field who suddenly started a conversation with him,
It is possible to force a pause in the battle. What kind of force majeure is this?
Players try to skip the useless trash talk round by Skipping, which is specifically manifested by constantly attacking the strange NPC who starts talking.
Press F to speed up the conversation.
So everyone present was completely defenseless and watched Saito playing on the court one second and appearing in front of him the next. He started poking his kidneys with a racket every time he said a word.
"Then this..."
"One ball,"
"name"
"The word again..."
"yes……"
In the difficult pause, Kurobe Yukio silently took two steps back.
When Takushi Ryuji saw this scene, the breath that was stuck in his chest suddenly cleared, and he became radiant and full of energy.
That’s great, he’s not the only one being persecuted, that’s just great!
Saito Zhi finished speaking these words in a rhythmic manner, then slowly covered his waist, smiled but quickly distanced himself from Jibaimao.
Now, no matter how strong your desire for research and knowledge is, it all has to take a back seat to your desire to survive.
No, who can endure this situation?
——Since the NPC has asked this question so wholeheartedly, the player will mercifully tell you,
The name of this ball is——
"'You butterfly flashed into the wall 365 degrees, Thomas didn't spin, and 100% caught the knife with his bare hands. The scheming frog touched your belly.'"
“…”
“…”
After a long silence, someone finally spoke weakly and expressed doubts.
"...Hey, is he telling me a tongue twister?"
"'You butterfly flashed and hit the wall 365 degrees, Thomas didn't spin, and 100% caught the knife with his bare hands. The scheming frog touched your belly.'"
In the midst of confusion and trance, an extremely clear male voice came out.
Hearing the sound, Tokugawa Kazuya repeated it in a concise and clear manner.
"Um...Tokugawa, what do you mean by repeating this?"
Tokugawa Kazuya turned his head to look at the coaching staff who had unknowingly moved away and stood outside the field, and said calmly,
“That’s the name of that ball.”
“…”
The U17 members looked at each other in bewilderment, struggling with their thoughts. "Tokugawa, you actually... actually remembered it..."
Tokugawa Kazuya stopped talking after he finished speaking and just turned back to continue looking at the field.
Without the forced pause of unfamiliar NPCs, players can finally continue fighting against the new map copy BOSS.
Irie Kanata also repeated the name of this move in his mind.
It sounds childish... But thinking about the real ball, and looking back at the name of this move with perception,
Quite interesting.
It was not only Irie Kanata who had this idea in his mind. Onijūjiro and Tokugawa Kazuya also thought of something deeper.
But the three of them held back and waited for the next fight between Yamato Yudai and the "Ottoman" classmate who suddenly appeared on the field.
Once again, it's the player's turn. Click to use the skill and the 'Butterfly Ball' will start!
The player pulled a tennis ball from the hoop, twisted it slightly, lowered it, lifted the racket, and swung it—"Buzz!"
[Ding! Successfully used——]
The yellow ball flashed again with a "swish", appearing only when it touched the racket at the moment of serving, and disappeared from the spot when I looked again.
Even though they had just witnessed the ball, the U17 players still found it difficult to catch up with the ball with their naked eyes.
The sense of existence disappeared again,
The naked eye couldn't catch up, and Yamato Yuda tried to close his eyes, and by shutting down his vision, he could enhance his other four senses, but he still couldn't catch it.
Empty, with only the sounds of wind, breathing, heartbeat, and the gurgling of blood flowing through my body.
These are the only things I can sense, except for the absence of tennis balls.
"Buzz buzz buzz buzz!"
A friction sound like the rapid flapping of a butterfly's wings suddenly sounded in an inconspicuous frame. Yamato Yudai's brain tightened, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the source of the perceived sound.
The yellow ball has been pressed to the bottom line again at the feet, and is still spinning at high speed!
“—I saw it!! That ball!!”
"Yamato—go after that ball!"
The U17 players on the sidelines shouted quickly. Yamato Yudai didn't need them to remind him. The moment he saw the ball, his body instinctively took action.
He took a step back suddenly, twisted his waist with a big stride, raised his arm and swung the racket, and tackled the ball that was rubbing against the ground.
Judging from the previous serve, this ball was heading downwards, and Yamato Yudai moved his wrist to change the angle.
The bottom of the racket successfully connected with the ball, and the slight dullness made Yamato's eyes light up.
Found it, now all we have to do is fight back——!
He exerted force on his wrist, but for a long while, he remained motionless.
The others on the sidelines looked at him standing there in a daze, somewhat puzzled.
He shouted incoherently, "Why don't you fight back, Yamato—"
"Yamato! Charge!!"
Being called by his name constantly, Yamato Yudai was truly inconsolable at this moment.
Could it be that he didn't want to hit it back? This ball—wasn't it too heavy!?
It was clearly just a tennis ball, but it sank there firmly as if it was filled with lead. Even filled with lead might not be enough, to this extent... it would take a thousand pounds of pressure to match it!
Oni... Oni Jujiro's true strength seems to be about the same as this ball,
Yamato Yudai secretly gritted his teeth. Although he maintained a single-handed attack, he really wanted to use both hands and feet at this moment.
There is no other way, it can't be shaken at all!
The outfield players, confused as to what was going on, looked at him blankly, trying to pull the ball for a long time. Finally, the ball didn't budge at all.
No fight back, no movement,
Lost this point again.
“Beep!”
“——30:0!”
Irie Kanada blew the whistle, and everyone present looked at Yamato again, with a hint of disappointment in their eyes.
Yamato had no way to defend himself. He could only wipe his face and twist his wrist to signal to try again.
The subtle premonition I had earlier came true.
Now I can only hope that this guy can consider his face and tactfully change the situation a little.
Yamato Yudai took a deep breath and switched from holding the racket with one hand to holding it with both hands.
This change in his behavior successfully attracted the attention of three coaches on the sidelines, along with Tokugawa Kazuya and Oni Jujiro.
Irie Kanata narrowed his eyes and continued to whistle, "Then... Obtuse-san, keep serving!"
[Ding! Used successfully!]
Another invisible ball was hit. With a buzzing sound, Yamato Yudai could already sense the timing of this ball appearing nearby after the previous two balls.
Right now, the buzzing sound was heard—
Here we come!
Yamato Yudai gave up using his naked eyes to track the trajectory of the serve and only started from the landing point. He undoubtedly made the right choice.
But this is only relative.
He swung his racket once more to meet the ball that was spinning at high speed and making a buzzing sound. He gripped the racket tightly with both hands and resisted the tremendous force transmitted upward from the ball.
I've already felt its horror when using one hand, and it's even more incredible when using both hands to fight.
This kind of rotation, this kind of power, this kind of speed, is this kid a tennis prodigy that fell from the sky?
He looks like an elementary school student, or at most the first grade of junior high school, but he possesses such strength. Even his proud junior was not so terrifying when he was in the first grade of junior high school!
Young people nowadays... are so horrible, so horrible!
I kept saying in my heart, "This is so terrifying", but my hands were not ready to give up on this "horror".
Yamato Yudai pressed his hands down deeply, using his legs as leverage, gathering all his strength into his arms - and he took the ball!
Even if he is a tennis prodigy, don't forget that he is a high school student after all.
Physical fitness, age, development, and the time that cannot be crossed, now, let him prove it—
“Buzz buzz buzz buzz empty empty empty!!!”
The two sides were in conflict, and the intense friction almost caused a sharp sound, and everyone couldn't help but cover their ears.
Tokugawa Kazuya and Oni Jujiro, who were standing at the front, did not cover their ears with their hands like them, but looked at the field with a calm expression.
After the intense sharp sound, there was a sudden silence. All sounds seemed to disappear at this moment, almost making people wonder if they had suddenly lost their hearing.
The next second,
"Click, click," two sounds in succession, slight but obvious, especially in this boundless silence.
The yellow ball jumped twice and slowly rolled to the side.
Everyone's attention was caught by the tennis ball rolling away quietly. They looked up again, sensing something.
Yamato Yudai's arms trembled violently, and his gaze slowly moved down to the racket he held tightly in his hands.
The tightly woven strings suddenly had a big hole in the middle, and the strings became loose and tangled.
The tennis ball that bounced twice and rolled away just now was the result of it rubbing against his racket and passing through it directly.
A mess,
“…”
"……ah."
A long silence and meaningless breathing.
The scene before them really exceeded everyone's expectations.
In less than ten balls, he had already smashed Yamato Yudai's racket... The last time such a powerful being appeared...
The U17 players on the sidelines couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the two people in the front, especially Oni Jujiro.
Kijujiro's eyes stopped at Yamato Yudai's scrapped racket.
The rackets at the U17 training base are all specially made and uniformly distributed. The one in Yamato Yuda's hand was just replaced in the latest round.
Besides, the number of goals that could actually be counted in the match...actually, were only the two goals that were just returned head-on.
Only two balls went through this racket.
He slowly raised his head and looked towards the other side of the net again. Even at this level, there was no change at all.
It seemed like just an ordinary blow.
You could even say that you've gotten used to it.
"40:0!" Irie Kanata blew the whistle, and Yamato Yu raised his racket to indicate that he wanted to change his racket. Immediately, someone threw his own racket to him and said as if to make amends.
"Really? Yamato! If your racket is no longer usable, just go and replace it immediately. Don't let it go at a time like this."
Yamato Yuda scratched his face and gave a bitter smile, completely dumb and bitter.
Should he say that the racket in his hand was just changed today? Others don't know, but he knows that Gui Jujiro is definitely clear about it.
He looked at the ghost, who still had that serious look on his face.
——Okay, okay,
Yamato Yudai was somewhat helpless. Anyway, he had already figured out his own strength and knew that he was definitely no match for the guy opposite him.
A ball shattered the Yamato high school student's concept of being passionate. Fortunately, he was not a person who was bound by this. Faced with the cruel and cold reality, he quickly accepted it.
And thinking about it in a random way,
Now... he is really in a difficult situation.
Oh my god, is he going to be kicked out of U17 like this? Then he won’t have to queue up to apply to go out before he can go down the mountain.
Enjoy delicious food, enjoy the game console, enjoy free time... When you think about it, it seems like there are only advantages and no disadvantages.
Even though I was thinking this in my head, my body was still fighting back.
But in the eyes of others, it seems to be a one-sided crushing.
Yamato's special move 'Dream Appearance' is completely immune to the opponent and has no effect at all.
In terms of power, speed, trajectory, and angle, he was completely overwhelmed in all aspects, and once the opponent's serve came,
The mysterious "butterfly ball" made it impossible for him to score a single point, and he even lost several rackets.
The situation becomes clearer and clearer as time goes on, and the progress becomes faster. Irie Kanada blows the whistle continuously.
“Beep!”
“3:0!”
“Beep!”
“4:0!”
“Beep!”
“5:0!”
Ball after ball, shot after shot, until finally, everyone expected, the clear final result,
“—Beep! The game is over!”
Irie Kanata waved his arms, "Otsukaku-san VS Yamato, 6:0!"
Didn't score a single point and lost.
Yamato Yudai, a high school student who was able to play on the third field in the U17 training camp, was given a score of zero, and the loss was extremely tragic.
No one knew what the U17 players on the sidelines were thinking, but the three coaches had already collected good data. Looking at Mushroom Head, who was standing there with a racket in his hand without blushing or breathing heavily, they looked at each other and quickly made a decision in their hearts.
With such talent and gifts, Saito approached with a smile while keeping a safe distance.
"So... Obtuse, you have successfully defeated Yamato Yudai. According to our previous agreement, you are now qualified to join us."
Yamato Yuda, who was called out, waved his hand helplessly, and the player skipped the talkative NPC next to him with one click.
Focus on the pop-up window in front of you.
【Congratulations! Challenge successful!】
[Sudden Mission: Friendly Competition with the U17 Training Camp (!)]
[Now! You can continue to choose your opponent! ]
The experience points and rewards from defeating Yamato Yudai were a drop in the bucket, but immediately afterwards,
The pop-up window [Report to the coach! I want to fight: _______!] flashed again.
The NPCs lined up neatly in front of us once again looked like clean and fresh cabbages placed on a vegetable stall.
Except for the darkened portrait of Yamato Yudai that I have already challenged, all others can be selected!
Now that I'm here, I still bring so many dungeon BOSSes with me for players to kill. How embarrassing!
——I accept it with a smile. I accept this one, I accept that one, I accept them all with a smile!
After talking a lot, Saito Zhi was so thirsty that his mouth was dry. He lowered his head and asked a crucial question:
"So, Obtuse-san, now, you—"
The black-haired mushroom-head in front of him took out a huge skewered fish from somewhere and held it above his head, chewing it for a long time. He seemed to notice his pause,
Dead Fish Eyes looked at him silently, thought for a moment, and then pushed the huge skewered fish towards him, almost stabbing his kidneys.
"Eat?" Jibaimao invited enthusiastically.
Saito Shi: “…”
He politely declined.
It’s okay, it’s normal for talented people to have a little personality.
Quickly convincing himself, Saito wanted to extend an olive branch again, although he still had to go through the head coach, but what they lacked now was this kind of talented child,
A perfect unpolished jade, with just a little more polishing, it could definitely surpass Oni, Tokugawa, Irie, and even those in the top 20...
Rejected by the NPC, the player quickly ate the grilled fish and replenished his stamina.
After all, there are several battles to fight next!
After player A finishes, he turns around and randomly captures the NPCs one by one in the order from top to bottom and from left to right to enter the battle copy.
Completely defenseless, without even the slightest warning,
The U17 players were standing there peacefully one second, but the next second they were suddenly grabbed by a swarm of locusts.
Saito Shi was still immersed in the joy of having found a good seedling. He turned around to share it with Kurobe Yukifu, but the moment he looked into Kurobe Yukifu's eyes, he had a bad feeling.
The place where the mushroom head should be next to me is empty!
There was another commotion nearby, and I looked towards the source of the noise.
On the court, a new opponent suddenly appeared!
Saito Toshi: “…^^?”
The lucky person who was chosen for the third site, Nakagawa Naigaodao, was confused for a moment before quickly sorting out the situation.
"Haha, you actually want to challenge me, kid, don't think I'm as easy to deal with as Yamato. This time I'll let you taste my power——"
“Beep—game over! 6:0!!”
It was even faster, more swift, and more powerless than Yamato's set.
Yamato Yudai, who was leaning against the side and leisurely playing with a broken racket, glanced at him nonchalantly: "Hmm, let me give you a taste of your power?"
Nakagawa Nakanoichi, who had his head shaved and was also holding a broken racket, said, "..."
Two people in a row, crushing like this, is enough to prove the strength of this kid. The three coaches looked at each other and no longer hesitated.
"Otsukaku-san, you—"
Just one second later, the player picked up another little chicken and started brushing.
Site No. 3, who was chosen without any warning, was: "..."
Somehow, he had a bad feeling.
"Beep! The match is over, Obtuse-san vs. Tsunin: 6:0!"
Now there was another person leaning against the side of the court, fiddling with a broken racket. Yamato waved enthusiastically, "Come on, come on, join our Bald Zero Team, all forbears!"
Du Ren: "..."
Can he refuse?
Brushing one is also brushing, brushing two is also brushing,
The coaching staff didn't keep an eye on it, and the cat started to brush repeatedly.
Saito Shi: “…”
Kurobe Yukio: "..."
Takushi Ryuji: "..."
Erkang's hand slowly stretched out, reaching out to the passionate and fiercely fought (one-sided) court.
Watching the number of bald people with "6:0" increase,
The atmosphere outside the venue changed from initial dissatisfaction, disobedience, and resistance to "Hey, I can hold on longer than you!"
The bald guys all started looking forward to the next zero-ball player breaking the shortest end record!
Coaching staff: “…”
Why don’t you just stop fighting... The current situation is really scary.
The black-haired figure was like a perpetual motion machine, moving 360 degrees without stopping, brushing all the way, even double-opening, triple-opening, quad-opening, brushing, brushing, and the player reached out to grab people -
Wow! There are only a few left!
The bald men who had gathered there to count the time looked over with a smile, feeling that the situation was out of control, but there seemed to be no way to control it. They could only let the situation run wild like a horse running away. The three coaches who were galloping out also looked on in silence.
Tokugawa Kazuya and Oni Jujiro who remained calm suddenly became the target of public criticism.
Of course, there is also Irie Kanata, but he is now the referee, so his presence is reduced to a minimum, and no one is targeting him for a while.
The player glanced at the last three options that lit up on the battle panel and slowly raised his head.
In the delicate atmosphere, the three people who successfully met each other's gazes said: "..."
"I'll bet on Tokugawa..."
"Why not Brother Gui? Do you look down on Brother Gui!?!"
"No, no! How dare I!!"
“…”
In the silence, a voice that seemed to be eager to watch the fun slowly emerged from the crowd. With extraordinary courage and composure, he said,
"——No, why not bet big and go all in together!"
This sentence killed the game, and Tokugawa Kazuya and Oni Jujiro's faces twitched strangely twice.
The player looked at the two NPCs. There was still one that was lit up, so he ignored that one for now.
When the referee was so successful that no one noticed his existence, Irie Kanata said: "OK, fine."
Although the referee team wanted to see Yagi Kei show his deeper strength when facing the more powerful Oni or Tokugawa, it did not mean that they wanted to actually see Oni and Tokugawa fighting at the same time, which would be a huge difference in strength.
They said to Oni and Tokugawa, "You two want to get on?"
Onijushirou and Tokugawa Kazuya exchanged a glance, a brief exchange of glances.
The next second, Oni Jujiro took the first step forward. He was a burly man, holding a racket, standing in front of the net with his eyes slightly lowered, creating a strong sense of oppression.
"I'll go first,"
He looked at the short bean mushrooms separated by a net and said, "Are you ready, kid?"
Players watched as the battle mode started loading after entering the stadium, and the dungeon BOSS gradually showed its blood bar.
【Oni Jujiro】
[Title: 'Hell's Gatekeeper']
The golden light circulated, and compared with the previous NPCs, there was undoubtedly a bit more aura and style, and the same state was superimposed.
【MAX STRENGTH】【MAX AGILITY】【MAX SPIRIT】
At first glance - it's a big fish!
The player noticed that the dungeon boss's weapon was a crosshair racket, and the dark, empty eyeball paused for a moment on it.
Kijujiro noticed and said in a deep voice, "This racket is enough to deal with you."
Oh? Pre-fight trash talk, that's interesting.
The player stared at the dungeon BOSS for a while, thought about it,
Slowly put away the racket and switch the backpack with one click.
Players also have this thing——
The U17 bald guys looked at the black-haired mushroom-head who suddenly put away his racket, and were quite confused.
"What's wrong, Obtuse? Why did you put away your racket? Don't let Brother Gui provoke you! He's talking trash!!"
"——Hurry up! Obtuse, go and cut off Brother Ghost's balls! The Bald Squad can't do without him!"
"Obtuse—don't give up! I'll always support you—"
Amidst the overwhelming cheers of support, the player remained silent, only slowly pulling out his weapons from behind his back.
Covering the sky and earth, a dark shadow silenced everyone.
“…”
“…”
Slowly, after a while, someone murmured,
“…Fuck, what the hell is that…”
“…Looks like flowers, cauliflower…”
Finally, the bald men who witnessed this scene let out a dull cry,
"——No, whose broccoli has grown this big!?! Is this right, is this really okay?! Huh?!!!"
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