Chapter 70: Update 1 + Update 2: Players persecute Yukimura Daisei again...
Niou Masaharu was still deciding between being a member of the Rikkai University Tennis Club and being the head of the Rikkai University 18-Club Joint Club.
Over there, players have created new behaviors.
From holding the racket with your feet while standing upside down to supporting the racket with your chin while standing upside down, until the next moment you are holding the racket with your head while standing upside down!
I don't know how he did it, but he did it.
For a moment, everyone at Rikkai didn't know whether they were in the tennis club or the circus. Of course, it seemed that they were fundamentally the same...
It's not the same for them, it's the same for Yagi Kei...
I don't know whether I should keep these eyes or not. If I continue to look, it seems like I'm breaking the threshold, but if I don't look, I'm worried that Kei Yagi will do something superhuman the moment they turn their eyes away.
Everyone had to struggle to keep their eyes focused, but they could only glance at it with their peripheral vision.
Just one look is enough, don't look too much.
Otherwise it would definitely be a nightmare!!
"... Yukimura, why don't you remove his 'Five Senses Destruction'?"
Marui Bunta struggled again and made a sound.
"Even if it's for us... Even if it's not for us, it's for Kei's sake..."
The Rikkai crowd present were already unsure whether Yagi Kei was in this state because of Yukimura's special move, "Destroy Five Senses," or if he was just struck by Shinmura's special move, "Destroy Five Senses."
In short, at the scene, there is no doubt that we will suffer eight hundred casualties and injure ten thousand enemies!
Yukimura tried hard to smile. He wanted to say something, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he had to take them back because of Yagi Kei's unusual behavior.
Could it be that...he really wants to face this state of his junior?
The players were completely unaware of the struggle going on in everyone's hearts at this moment.
Of course, even if players knew, they wouldn't care.
The strength of the special copy boss is so superb that one player signed a blood oath to punish him!
But think about it——
The strength of the special copy BOSS is also brought up by the players.
Player: “…”
What else can the player do but forgive him with a smile.
Hit five debuffs, but fortunately the system status, BOSS health bar, player status and backpack and some necessary items are still there.
To put it simply, it has degenerated from a 3D physical VR into a 2D black screen attack blind sniper game.
It seems like I've returned to my true self to some extent (laughs).
A mere fatal injury can't faze the player at all.
Be baptized! Special copy BOSS!
Finally, with great difficulty, I turned from handstand to upright position and used my hand... wrist to hold the racket.
The people at Rikkai have fallen silent.
It doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter. A wrist can barely be considered a hand, and it's better than a head, butt, or foot...
In just a few minutes, everyone in Rikkai felt that their acceptance of any behavior that their junior would do next had greatly increased!
Their requirements are not high, as long as Yagi Kei can barely have a human figure...
Players equip weapons and determine the direction of the special copy BOSS to start attacking.
My sight shifted, and I noticed the changes in the movements of the mushroom head on the other side of the net. The way he held his racket changed slightly.
Yukimura Seiichi's heart was alerted, and he slowly lowered his body to meet the attack seriously.
The atmosphere is lowered, the air pressure is hovering,
The referee did not dare to make any more noise, fearing to disturb the scene.
The Rikkai public outside the stadium was also affected by the atmosphere, and they tensed up and looked closely at the stadium.
Yagi Kei moved,
Normal tossing and serving posture!
Everyone felt relieved!
A tossed yellow tennis ball... yellow...
Wait, no...that's a banana peel!!
The Rikkai crowd outside the arena were stunned as Yagi Kei, expressionless yet focused, picked up a banana peel.
Throw it up, bend your knees, and jump!
“——Bang!”
“…”
Silence, silence is spreading,
No, is it really okay to serve with a banana peel?
Also, can a banana peel really make such a crisp sound?
Also, why does hitting a banana peel have the same effect as a nuclear bomb?!
For a moment, everyone was completely choked.
There are so many complaints that I don’t know where to start.
The person facing the situation directly, Seiichi Yukimura, smiled, swung his racket, and successfully caught the yellow... banana peel!
It's not Yukimura, don't give up resistance! !
The Rikkai people outside the venue are tired of complaining.
Yukimura Seiichi in the field was the one who suffered the most at the moment.
Banana peel attack... Can you take it? Yes, you can.
After all, it can barely be considered a solid. Since it has an inherent existence, it can be treated as a tennis ball, can touch the racket, can be hit back and forth, can...
Okay, Yukimura Seiichi doesn't have to go down.
The banana peel made a crisp "clang" sound when it came out of Yagi's hand. When Yukimura tried to catch it, the touch was strange and wonderful. It landed on the tight racket string and was incomparably close to sticky... poop.
Although he didn't catch it with a tennis racket,
Of course, he didn't want to use a tennis racket to catch it.
But at this moment, this strange feeling came true.
Yukimura Seiichi watched with his own eyes as the banana peel landed on his racket and was smoothly and smoothly split into N pieces, flowing out smoothly and effortlessly.
No, this is simply *!!!
There was a moment of silence.
Outside the stadium,
“…”
"...I feel like Yukimura is a little dead."
"...feel the same."
You can't die, after all, the player hasn't completely defeated the special copy BOSS.
Before the player achieves the strategy achievement, the special copy BOSS will never die!
The referee standing in the middle was in a dilemma. He picked up the whistle and put it down again, picked it up and put it down again, and finally said slowly:
"Oh...so now, how should we judge?"
Good question, and one that others outside the venue may also want to ask.
If it is judged that Yagi Kei made a serve error, but from his perspective, he did swing the racket to serve, and he did successfully attack the net -
There was no problem except that the ball was a banana peel!
But if it is judged that Yukimura Seiichi made a mistake in catching the ball, is he catching a ball... he is catching a banana peel!
And when a banana peel breaks into pieces and passes through the racket and hits the ground... who can I complain to?
The husband has his own reasons, and the wife has her own reasons.
All of a sudden, the referee didn't know how to make the call, and the others didn't know what to say, so they could only watch the progress on the field in silence.
For the first time, everyone felt that a serving game was so long.
One banana peel, two banana peels, three banana peels...
Soon, half of the field was covered with banana peels.
Basically, you can do one banana peel per step.
"Kei Yagi vs. Seiichi Yukimura—3:2!"
The referee could hardly wait to blow the whistle and quickly announced that Yagi Kei won the serve.
Great! I can finally get rid of the banana peel——
The player, having lost all five senses, continued to pick up...
“Stop him—stop him quickly, ahhhhhhhh!!”
After requesting off-field assistance and a temporary timeout, the Rikkai public rushed into the inner field after confirming it was safe. Using their hands and feet, they cleaned up all the banana peels in Yagi Kei's half of the field.
After seeing that Mushroom Head could no longer harm them, he left with satisfaction.
The weapon of the special target, the high-risk player, was reluctantly returned... the tennis racket.
The serve was successfully switched to Yukimura Seiichi, who had been under pressure.
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter now,
Yukimura Seiichi smiled, calmly raised his tennis racket, and picked up a banana peel from the ground...
“…”
"...Has Yukimura-kun also been infected?" Yagyu Hiroshi asked a fatal question.
Marui Fumita was on the verge of collapse, "...So, stay away from Kei, he's so contagious!"
Yukimura realized that he had been "Kui-ized" the moment the banana peel happened, and fell silent.
Finally, pretending nothing happened, he took out a tennis ball from his other pocket.
"Well, I'll start then."
Swing the racket, throw the ball, jump,
The movements were smooth and consistent, just like a textbook.
"Bang!"
The silent Yukimura lowered his head, and the mushroom-headed man who had crossed the net and rushed to him raised his weapon.
Two tennis rackets were placed together.
For a moment, Yukimura Seiichi couldn't help but think that if he didn't have a tennis ball in his hand,
To some extent, Yagi Kei might have directly attacked...his head.
The referee was also stunned. He had seen early interceptions before, but never this early.
Before the ball was even kicked, people were already blocking the way.
Isn't this way too many versions ahead of the times?!
Outside the court, Marui Bunta was already tired of saying, "Let Yagi Kei get out of the five senses suppression mode."
Now it’s more of an emotion.
"Comparatively, from this perspective, Kei is usually quite a decent person."
"Yeah yeah……"
"At least it's tennis, not banana peels..."
"And he will patiently wait to serve the ball instead of just launching a kill order..."
“…”
"Poor Yukimura."
The player tried to move A back, but A didn't move for a long time.
After realizing that something was wrong, I quickly replayed the attack pattern of the special copy BOSS in my mind.
After thinking about it, I stepped back a little.
Everyone just watched him turn around and walk away, as if he had made up his mind, and then ran headfirst into the barbed wire.
Even the barbed wire was forced to squeeze out a human figure.
“…”
“………”
The Rikkai people slowly covered their faces: "..."
After going back and forth a few times, the player finally got the rhythm and decided to take it seriously.
This time - the counterattack must be successful!
With some tiredness, a little exhaustion, and unspeakable helplessness,
Another Nth attempt, Yukimura Seiichi, serve!
The yellow tennis ball flew out of my hand.
The racket slashed through the air with a crisp and clear sound, "clang!"
The yellow ball drew a bright arc in the air.
This time, it finally didn't get intercepted before it even left the fingertips, and successfully crossed the entire court, flew high over the net, and headed straight for Yagi Kei at the baseline.
The player moves forward with an A based on his feeling.
It should be at this angle, roughly this position,
A it!
“——BOOM!!!!”
Unprepared, like a meteorite falling,
It’s getting dark.
Dust and black smoke are produced by high-speed friction between the balls and the air. During the friction, the tennis ball itself also undergoes a qualitative change.
The force applied was so great that it became deformed and distorted into a twisted and struggling appearance.
Not towards Yukimura, not even towards the court,
Instead, he blasted a perfect home run (atom bomb version) into the distance.
Yukimura Seiichi stopped smiling.
Rikkai University fell silent.
A mushroom cloud slowly bloomed.
Laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the doorway.
If the shock given to them by ordinary juniors was already great, after all, that level of strength... was simply like an endless abyss.
The younger generation now has undoubtedly revealed a corner of the abyss to them.
Is this still within the scope of human beings?
Is he still human?
Rub the big Rasengan with your hands!
It's completely like a wind-style shuriken... No, don't go this way on the ninja set, this is just harmonious and loving junior high school tennis!!
Yagyu Hiroshi took off his glasses and slowly wiped them over and over again.
Around him, people were pinching their eyebrows, rubbing their eyes, and staring in amazement.
In short, I slowed down and slowed down, and finally endured it with difficulty.
"It's okay... He's just a superhero. We're at Rikkai University, so having another superhero isn't a big deal... right?"
“…”
"…actually I want Spider-Man."
"I'm tired of telling you to play less with Kei, Akaye." Marui Bunta said meaningfully.
After hitting a big ball Rasengan... a home run, the player took a look at the health bar of the special copy BOSS.
It didn't move at all!
This kid is really so terrifying!
Players must show their true strength!
The corner of Yukimura Seiichi's eye twitched, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.
Hmm...how should I put it?
Although he has always been hailed as the "Son of God", he does not think that he is the "Son of God". His love for tennis makes him pursue the goal of being a "God" to a reasonable extent.
After training with his juniors, Yukimura Seiichi is the most aware that his strength has risen to a new level.
Moreover, he is also very confident.
But the dimension he refers to is
It's a human.
Not an alien.
Yagi Kei's current state is completely jumping out and shouting "HI! I'm an alien, I'm going to give you a ground pulse shock!",
Of course, he wouldn't shout.
But he will really deliver a ground pulse attack.
A Yukimura Seiichi lost his expression,
The same goes for the referee on the field.
Sitting on the referee's chair, he stared blankly at the hole in the wire fence and said slowly: "...Now, can you let me out?"
"Actually... I still want to live."
The player fired a ground pulse attack, but the skill was in vain.
After self-reflection, the player decided to try again.
Picking up the racket and getting ready, Mushroomhead leaned forward slightly and waited—
The aura of forced serve spread and pressed down, and everyone was shocked.
Especially Yukimura Seiichi, who is just across the network, felt it the most.
...It seems that there is no way to continue.
Yukimura Seiichi picked up his racket, picked up the tennis ball, sorted out his emotions and reorganized his attack.
Toss the ball, bend your knees, swing your racket—
“Bang!!!”
This time it's not the sphere and the air, but the sphere and the soil.
Friction, penetration, opening,
Smoke filled,
After a burst of coughing, the true face of Lushan was finally revealed.
There was a deep hole next to Yukimura Seiichi's feet.
It was no longer the black shadow produced by the sphere rubbing against the ground, but a hole appeared directly.
Appearing out of thin air, in just a few minutes,
"...Isn't this lethality a bit too terrifying?"
No one responded, because at this moment, everyone thought of a crucial point.
Yagi Kei...how much did he let them off the hook?
If they had used such destructive power from the very beginning, the entire Rikkai University... the entire junior high school tennis world...
There is absolutely no one who can compete with him...
Is he really releasing water... instead of releasing the sea...
Yukimura's expression slowly changed, not to a negative one, but to a more focused and attentive one.
They regard the person on the opposite side as an 'opponent' rather than a 'junior'.
The player finally saw the health bar of the special copy BOSS on the opposite side fluctuate.
It seems that this attack is effective!
Grab the feel and keep going!
Adhering to the principle that great strength can bring miracles, he madly piled up strength on the attack point, completely unaware of the effect that would be achieved with his current strength value.
A few balls, a dozen balls, dozens of balls,
The sounds of "boom" and "bang" were heard continuously.
From the initial shock and fear, to the gradual accustomed helplessness, to the current silence and headache,
I don't want to say anything about the match between Yagi Kei and Yukimura Seiichi,
But... after this game, will their Rikkai University stadium really still exist?
Those who knew knew that it was a communication battle between seniors and juniors, while those who didn’t... thought it was the demolition team entering the scene.
Looking at Yukimura Seiichi, who was struggling to stand between the holes on the other side of the net, almost trying to stand on one leg to avoid falling into the holes,
Even Genichirō Sanada, who is the most expressionless, couldn't help but see his expression change.
If it wasn't Yukimura, if it was any one of them...
Stop the brain! Stop the brain now!!
——Stop imagining and stop thinking about it!!
At this moment, Yukimura Seiichi, who was struggling to stand on one leg, said: "..."
It’s not that he wants to do this, but if he doesn’t do this... he will have nowhere to stay!
One basic attack followed by another, and finally the health bar of the special copy BOSS was reduced to a level visible to the naked eye.
Players' confidence has increased significantly!
Even if there is a five-level debuff on your head, you won’t be afraid at all!
Seeing that his physical strength was running low, the player quickly opened his backpack and started replenishing his physical strength.
Yukimura Seiichi, who was struggling to jump from pit to pit, suddenly felt the enemy's attack slow down, and his heart relaxed, but then he quickly tensed up again.
Could it be that Yagi is gathering strength to prepare for something else—
It turns out he was just eating a banana!!
A net separated them, and Mushroom Head started to eat bananas again.
And threw banana peels everywhere.
After the previous experience, coupled with the current more shocking scene, everyone has gradually become accustomed to Yagi Kei eating bananas anytime and anywhere.
"...Do we still need to go in and clean up later?"
“…”
"Forget it. I'm afraid he'll use me as a ball and hit me into a pit."
“…”
"……OK."
Although the conversation sounds ridiculous, it is actually possible.
After all, the referee between the two was already hiding in the corner, trembling, fearing that he would be affected and lose his life.
——God damn it! Are you playing tennis or nuclear bombs?
Yukimura Seiichi, who was unable to express his grievances, said: "..."
At this time, just smile.
The referee tremblingly announced the score: "Yagi VS Yukimura - 5:4,"
Although they were behind and about to face the decisive point, Yukimura Seiichi did not slack off or get nervous at all.
After all... the shock I received before was really too great.
If you are fighting against one person, you might be nervous.
If you are fighting against a strong person, you may be nervous.
If you were to fight an alien,
…
Being alive is good enough,
real.
The neat tennis court surface has turned into a pile of plum blossoms, with holes one after another. Yukimura Seiichi, who was jumping on it with difficulty, suddenly imagined that he was the mole that was about to be hit.
What is the Yagi Kei on the opposite side? Is it a hammer?
It seems to be a bit vivid.
Yukimura Seiichi couldn't help laughing as the images of a hamster and a hammer suddenly popped up in his mind.
Off the court, everyone in Lihai Public, who was worried about him, slowly died.
“…”
"... Yukimura, what is he laughing at..."
"I don't know. Maybe if you stay with Yagi for too long, he'll become weird."
"Too."
People's joys and sorrows cannot be communicated to each other, and everyone in Rikkai only thinks that Kei Yagi and Seiichi Yukimura are weird.
The strange Yukimura Seiichi finally laughed, and a black shadow flew in the air.
It's a banana peel.
Again, it appeared!
Yukimura Seiichi: "..."
He has become very skilled at removing the banana peel from his head and placing it aside properly.
There is no trash can around, so I can only put it there temporarily.
He picked up the racket and turned around.
bring it on,
Even with a serve of that level, he would never be afraid.
On the court he loves, he will never retreat.
Faced with a ball that was completely unprepared, Yukimura Seiichi's pupils shrank suddenly, but he remained calm. He took a step back calmly, twisted his body, and was about to strike the ball in the chest.
“——Pah.”
The foot feels weird, slippery, soft, and even a little sticky.
I felt it for a moment. Is it *? Isn't it *?
But it was too late.
Before he could even adjust his direction, his racket had already hit the ball with great momentum.
This ball is full of power!
The sphere was filled with electric currents, flashing with lightning speed, even tearing the space apart.
But this is not the most important thing.
The most important thing is that this ball is very heavy.
Very, very, very... heavy.
The Rikkai public outside the court watched Yukimura take the ball, praying in their hearts, even feeling a little nervous, their hearts hanging by a thread.
The next second,
I watched Yukimura get stuck after receiving the ball. It seemed that he was not swinging the racket.
It's not a swing, the racket is also extended,
Then, he finally moved!
——But why are only the feet moving? ! !
The foot that took a step back was in a special state of 0 resistance and 0 friction, and it slid away with Yukimura Seiichi at lightning speed.
But this is not flat land, this is an artificial lunar surface.
Yukimura Seiichi, smiling and bewildered, stepped on a banana peel and slid into the pit.
There was even an echo of the impact when it fell.
“…”
“………”
Seeing Yukimura Seiichi swinging his racket but accidentally stepping on a banana peel and sliding into the pit, the Rikkai public didn't know what to look at for a moment.
"Are they still fighting..."
Slowly, Marui Bunta murmured,
Jack Sangyuan shook his head like a drum: "I don't know... I don't know."
Kirihara Akaya: "The key at this time...shouldn't it be Minister Yukimura!"
Just when everyone was moved by the fact that Kirihara Akaya finally began to understand things,
Kirihara Akaya grabbed the wire and shouted with all his might:
"——Hurry up and get up! You're not allowed to sleep here! Minister Yukimura!!"
“…”
“………”
It's over, their future at Rikkai University,
It's the end at a glance.
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