Chapter 15 Chapter 15 Player VS Violent Vernier Caliper!
Leaving behind the kelp-headed NPC with a mess of black lines on its head, the player's attention is now focused elsewhere.
After two hours and thirty-seven minutes of matching, the opponent in the third game finally revealed his true identity!
[Countdown 3, 2, 1...matching ends]
[First Grade·Kei Yagi] VS [Third Grade·Genichirō Sanada]
Do you accept the challenge now?
·yes
·no
Genichirō Sanada... Oh, it's the NPC in the hat who always has a bad face!
It doesn't matter who you face, the player just picks up the racket and goes for it. The player takes out the tennis racket with his backhand and walks to the court.
Whenever he moved, the eyes of others followed him.
But the players didn't care at all, they just wanted to finish the next game quickly.
Marui: "Ah... This time, Kei is facing Sanada..."
Kuwabara: "Hmm... I can't imagine what's going to happen."
Yagyu pushed his glasses up.
Niou: "Where's the advisor? Why don't you calculate the odds of victory at this time, Puri~"
After he said this, everyone looked in the direction of the quiet Liu.
Liu Momo, who was somewhat abnormal, did not look at his notebook, but just squinted his eyes and looked at the court.
The two protagonists of this battle walked onto the court, and others who had no games on hand also quickly rushed over.
Inoue Mamoru glanced across the almost packed tennis court without incident.
After all, he is the 'Emperor' of junior high school boys' tennis, Genichirō Sanada, he thought.
The one facing this 'Emperor' is a freshman who suddenly appears out of nowhere. What kind of wonderful reaction will happen between these two people...
"Game Sanada VS Yagi, Yagi serves!"
The player who gets the right to serve naturally has no intention of being humble, after all, the primary goal is victory.
Hurry up, players, hurry up and catch up on the progress, there are at least two more games waiting to be played!
The lower right corner was bright, and the player clicked it without hesitation.
He clasped the tennis ball with his knuckles, threw it, and swung his arm to hit the ground—
Most of the Rikkai members who witnessed this serve were horrified.
"Is-Is it Akaya's knuckle serve?!"
"No, that's not right. Aka didn't teach him, did he? He just took a look at it and now he's using it directly..."
Everyone was puzzled: "So, who is this guy Yagi...?"
Everyone outside the court was stunned, and the original owner of the "knuckle serve", Kirihara Aka, was stunned for a moment but soon laughed.
The corners of his lips curved, and Kirihara scratched his cheek, "What the hell... Kei actually used my moves in his fight with the vice-minister, this brat..."
The people around listened in fear,
Kirihara Akaya put his hands on his hips and said, "If you admire me so much, then there's nothing I can do about it! After all, I'm a very reliable senior, hahahaha!"
With a bang, everything fell to the ground.
The crowd, who had struggled to stand up, supported each other and tacitly turned away from Kirihara, who was laughing and immersed in his own world, and slowly looked into the field.
The knuckle serve only caused surprise at first, but was then quickly broken by Sanada.
Players keep attacking, swinging and hitting back to keep the rhythm.
The black-faced NPC's health bar is really thick and difficult to beat. Players had to kill it back and forth for a long time before it could even reduce to a single-digit number.
But it doesn’t matter, players have plenty of patience.
Small steps on one foot support slices, drives, slices and spins at all angles and directions. The stamina bar decreases evenly along the way, but it also depletes the opponent's health bar at the same time.
Genichirō Sanada felt more pressure from the other side of the net.
It’s different, a completely different experience from standing outside the stadium and watching the game.
Every counterattack will be caught and followed, and there will be no distance in breath, rhythm and speed.
Any ball that comes back to the other side becomes quiet and well behaved, and is easily hit back with the backhand.
Moreover, I could gradually feel that my physical strength was gradually declining while the other party's was constantly improving.
A silence that is enough to make people feel despair, as if they are not facing a real person... but a dark abyss with no end in sight.
The trace of fear that was aroused in his heart was quickly detected by Sanada.
His eyes flashed, and he immediately turned around and rushed to the Internet.
How could he be afraid!
It's just the same opponent as usual. I will never and cannot admit defeat here.
The one he wanted to defeat—wasn't just this first-year student!
Someone had already shouted, "It appeared—it's Sanada's invading fire!!"
The player dodged the landing point and swung the racket. With a "bang!", the racket, its durability dropped to zero, flew out of his hand, and the health bar trembled and buzzed as it was reduced to a piece.
Player: “…”
Players gradually became accustomed to spending money on Dandelion.
Taking out the racket again, the player continued to play with a blank expression.
“15:15!”
"This time it's Lin! It's as slow as a forest!!"
"15:30!"
"Wait, that's the wind!! It's as fast as the wind!"
"15:40!"
"Sanada! Hold on! That's right—immovable as a mountain!!"
"Game Yagi, 2-0!"
By keeping the frequency of giving a wild onion/dandelion every time the NPC's health was reduced by 20, the player finally reduced the black-faced NPC's health bar to 40.
When it came to level 41, the player paid special attention to it and found that apparently not every NPC had blood lock and second stage.
The players finally felt relieved.
"Game Yagi: 3-1!"
"Game Yagi: 4-1!"
The atmosphere inside and outside the arena gradually became quiet, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the two people competing and fighting.
Inoue Mamoru frowned. He had never witnessed such a scene of the underdog defeating the superior.
No one can ignore, underestimate or look down upon this dark horse, first-year student Kei Yagi.
Sanada stared at the soles of his feet, and the sweat rolling down his chin wet the ground under his feet.
Looking at the person on the other side of the net, I couldn’t tell if he was sweating or what condition he was in.
But once you look up, you will definitely meet those dark and empty eyes.
There are no ups and downs, no emotions, it is like a black hole swallowing up everything, and no light can penetrate into the void.
...There wasn't even a shadow of the opponent.
Sanada gripped the racket tightly.
He...wasn't taken seriously by the other party at all.
Too arrogant.
The 'arrogant' players are calculating with great pains and carelessness how long the remaining wild onions/okra/scallions can last.
I didn't expect this black-faced NPC to be so tanky. His health bar is so thick that releasing skills by the player is no different from a normal attack. A normal attack is just tickling the BOSS.
The player sighed, wondering if this was the difficulty of challenging a higher-level boss.
But it doesn’t matter, the player has superb positioning and great patience!
After losing health several times in a row, the player discovered that he could avoid attacks by moving flexibly, although the consequence was that he would be scored by the NPC.
But players just need to regain the points.
"Game Yagi: 5-2!"
By kite flying back and forth like this, the NPC's health bar was reduced to 21.
Victory is just around the corner!!
The player was in high spirits and served the ball like crazy.
The next second, accompanied by the exclamations of the NPCs outside the field,
"Could it be—"
"Could it be that Sanada..."
"This guy... has he been pushed to this extent?!"
"The sealing technique..."
The player frowned, realizing that things were not simple.
After another attack, the health bar dropped to a dangerous 20.
With a "buzz", a transformation animation was inserted without warning.
The player looked at the sky blankly as it suddenly turned dark without even saying hello.
Suddenly, a voice came with subtitles,
"I've actually been pushed to this extent... This is so embarrassing."
"To fulfill my promise to Yukimura, I absolutely cannot stop here..."
The subtitles quickly passed by, and then the black-faced BOSS on the opposite side suddenly changed.
Electricity, flames, whirlwinds, and cracks in the ground all swirled around him, and even his tennis racket was coated with a layer of flickering, wandering current.
The player held the racket sluggishly and slowly tapped out a question mark.
No, something terrible happened again?
The NPCs outside the stadium screamed, "It's thunder! It's the sealed thunder! Go, Sanada! Move like thunder!"
"Darkness!! Unpredictable as the dark!! Let's launch a counterattack, Vice Minister Sanada!!"
"Let that first-year know that we are not to be trifled with!!"
Player: “…”
The player slowly raised his head, looking at the dark-faced BOSS who had clearly entered the second stage amidst the lightning and thunder.
Looking at the blood bars above his head that were counting in numbers... uh, vernier calipers.
Players find a little bit of fun in the absurdity.
After enduring for a long time, only the corners of his mouth twitched twice with difficulty.
Damn it! He wants to report someone cheating here!
And not even just calipers!
This guy also turned on the violent one!!
Attack and defense have been greatly improved!!
Suddenly, it felt like after finally pushing forward all the way, there was finally a ray of hope at the end of the tunnel, but as soon as the player turned around, the boss came with an extremely powerful weapon and wiped out the whole team.
The black-faced NPC has successfully entered the state. The return ball with electric current can just touch the player's small body and make the player paralyzed and fly backwards.
"Kyu——!!"
"Is it a big deal? Or should we just stop? It's better to stop—"
"Sanada has already broken the seal. It's impossible for you to be in this state..."
Player: “…”
Ignore the chattering NPC with one click, and use your fingertips to wipe away the blood on your eyelashes that affects your vision.
The dark and opaque eyes stared for a long time, with a hint of blood at the corners of the eyes slightly raised to form an arc.
The owner of the Void Eyes, Yagi Kei, had a cold expression.
As always, staring at his 'opponent' across the net, he said coldly, "Continue."
Once again, he rejected everyone's concerns about weakness.
The thin and steady back was facing away from the court without any hesitation.
"Kui..."
"Damn it, kid...will you die if you don't show some strength..."
"Hurry up and call the school doctor, hurry up and call the school doctor over here--!"
Even Inoue Mamoru, who just met him today, couldn't help but break into a cold sweat when he chose to confront him head-on.
He's simply a madman who doesn't care about his life...
Once he commits himself, he cannot see anyone and no one can influence his decision.
He's a beast chasing victory, risking everything he has to win...
Players know nothing about the NPC's mental journey and don't care.
Thinking about the hidden achievement that was getting further and further away from him, the player suppressed the pain and cleared his mind with a blank expression.
Staring at the vernier caliper, he reported someone cheating with his backhand, and then he stepped forward with his racket to tickle them.
A drop of water wears away a stone, and with crazy movement and dodging, he can barely keep his health bar from falling below the safety line.
Even the vernier caliper had to retract and reduce little by little under the player's attack.
19, 18, 16...
11, 9, 7, 5...
4, 3, 2...
Everyone's breath was held at this moment.
Until the last '1'.
The heartbeat, the clenched hands, the mute screams, all became a vague background in the referee's decision.
Accumulate power, twist, jump, swing,
The black figure showed no mercy——
The yellow ball tore through the air, streaking across the net with a piercing roar.
The impact force hit the racket net without any resistance, and the tennis ball spun wildly, swallowing up the impact continuously.
The 'zizizizi' sound was almost audible, the creaking of the grid lines stretched to their limit, mixed with painful hoarseness.
Sanada planted his legs on the ground and twisted his waist to resist the ball.
Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, sparks flying,
One breath, two breaths, in short, whether long or short, after a glance like a century,
The racket that was tightly gripped in his palm and even rubbed to the point of bleeding finally couldn't bear it anymore and flew out of his hand after the endless struggle.
At the end of the distant parabola, a simple period falls.
"Game, 6-3!"
"...Yagi wins..."
The referee's voice was trembling, and everyone's breathing was trembling.
His gaze shifted from the flying racket to Sanada, whose expression was unclear, and finally to... Yagi Kei, who landed calmly as if he had anticipated everything.
"Lose...Lose..."
"Sanada... actually lost... ah."
"The winner is... Yagi, Yagi..."
For some reason, all the NPCs outside the field turned into single repeaters, only able to parrot and repeat the same sentence.
The player skipped over them and looked at the settlement page in front of him.
[First-year student Kei Yagi vs. Third-year student Genichirō Sanada. Victory achieved]
[We are working hard to arrange an opponent for you... Please wait... Estimated waiting time is 12 hours, 21 minutes, 27 seconds...]
That would be tomorrow. The player closed the page and noticed that the vernier caliper had exited the combat state and walked silently to the front.
I have to say that the blood of the vernier caliper is really thick...
The player looked at his yellow-faced stamina bar and then at his empty backpack. To be honest, he couldn't laugh at all.
Sanada Genichirō said in a deep voice, "Handshake."
Referee: "Oh! Shake hands, shake hands!"
He kept winking at Yagi on the other side, "Now it's handshake time... Yagi!"
Faced with the [Emergency Task·Handshake] that popped up for some reason, the player shook hands with dead eyes.
Genichirō Sanada stared at him: "You are very strong."
Sanada Genichirō said in a deep voice: "I underestimated you."
Players have no interest in the cutscenes or character plots that suddenly appear.
I wanted to skip and quickly go back to the back mountain to pick up trash to fill my empty backpack.
Genichirō Sanada suppressed his voice and said, "Next time, I will defeat you fairly."
He once again squeezed Yagi's hand tightly: "Before then, don't lose to anyone."
[Sanada Genichiro Favorability +20]
Player: “…”
Player: “?”
Being defeated by a player actually increases his favorability... What a masochist!
——Go, go, go, go!!
Genichirō Sanada looked at the first-year student who just ignored him indifferently and pushed the door and left without paying any attention to his words.
Sanada could only look at his back.
Is it that he doesn't care about the loser's words, or that he simply doesn't think he will lose...
He withdrew his hand, and his palm still retained the stinging pain from the friction when the racket fell out of his hand under the weight, and the blood stained from the opponent's fingertips.
After staring for a while, Sanada slowly clenched his palms.
Others didn't dare to provoke him and had to leave him alone on the court.
The wind was blowing gently, dusk was falling, and outside the stadium came voices of all sizes: "Yagi! Go to the infirmary first!!" "Kyu—don't run!!" "Are you okay? Are you really okay—Kyu!"
But as expected, no one answered.
Kei Yagi, a madman who is willing to risk his life for victory.
Sanada looked outside the crowd.
Those empty, dark eyes never reflected anyone's shadow.
Uniform equality, indifference, and no partiality.
But his opponent tried hard to find himself in such empty eyes.
So, the person who was arrogant from the beginning and didn't take the other person seriously...
Who is it?
The author has something to say:
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Player: What is the vernier caliper saying? I don’t understand. I’m going back to pick up trash!
Thanks to Wangyan for feeding 1 mine at 2025-03-25 12:05:00~ I eat it (I eat it)
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