hotmtlnovel #200 - Psychic Assassination, Yukimura Appears
#200 - Psychic Assassination, Yukimura Appears
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The tennis ball flew out, but didn't clear the net!
Keigo Atobe actually made a mistake!
“Service fault, second serve!”
Yukio Kurobe announced.
“What's going on!?”
“A mistake? That's impossible!”
Everyone among the middle school students frowned.
A serve of this level is impossible to miss, even for a beginner.
At the very least, it should clear the net!
But.
Keigo Atobe didn't manage to do it.
“Something's not right.”
Genichiro Sanada said in a deep voice, “Mental strength?”
“Vice-captain, did you sense it too?”
Yuji Niou's expression was solemn, “It's a mental type, just like the captain's.”
“A mistake?”
Not far away, Kunimitsu Tezuka's eyes behind his glasses showed ripples, and his brow furrowed slightly.
Kunimitsu Tezuka had a very strange feeling.
He seemed to have experienced something similar when he competed with Yukimura.
Mental strength?!
Among the First String.
“Atobe, it's already over.”
Seiichi Yukimura looked at Keigo Atobe and said.
At least now, it's still difficult for Keigo Atobe to break free from Tsukimitsu Ochi's mental assassination!
“The gap is still too big.”
Kazefuta Kaji raised his eyebrows and said, “However, challenging Tsukimitsu, it's his fault for not choosing the right person.”
The First String all knew that once Tsukimitsu Ochi activated his mental assassination, it already meant the end.
At this moment.
On the court.
Keigo Atobe took a deep breath, calmed down, and served again.
However, Tsukimitsu Ochi's eyes appeared once again in that instant!
With an invisible pressure, Atobe Keigo inexplicably felt enormous pressure!
Subsequently.
The same scene appeared again!
“Second serve fault, point to Tsukimitsu Ochi.”
“15:0!”
Yukio Kurobe announced.
The server has one chance for a fault, but the referee will directly award the point on the second fault.
Keigo Atobe continued to serve.
Instantly.
There was silence first, then clamor!
“First String!”
“First String! Tsukimitsu Ochi!”
Some high school students shouted!
And at this moment.
The direction of the middle school students was silent.
Keigo Atobe was directly shut out!
This was enough to shock all the middle school students.
At this moment, only Keigo Atobe was left on the court, looking at Tsukimitsu Ochi's figure and saying in a deep voice, “Just you wait.”
Keigo Atobe will not stop striving!
Absolutely not!
Keigo Atobe will remember this crushing defeat.
Until he wins next time!
After the match, Byodoin Hōō said in a deep voice from the spectator area:
“Who's next! Hurry up!”
Although the voice was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of all the middle school students.
This was because the shock and pressure of the previous match had not yet ended.
Causing all the middle school students to break out in cold sweat at this moment.
But the next moment, the expressions of all the middle school students became firm.
But what they didn't expect was.
Second match!
6:0!
Third match!
6:0!
Shutout!
No matter what method or plan they used to challenge the First String, it ended in failure.
And the First String didn't even use their full strength.
Very quickly.
Nearly half of the middle school students were eliminated!
And their scores for being eliminated were all 6:0!
No matter who it was, they were crushed by the First String.
With a score that almost drove them crazy.
This score.
Also made the hearts of the middle school students sink heavily.
“Everyone, I'll go next.”
Shusuke Fuji's voice suddenly rang out.
“Fuji?”
Kunimitsu Tezuka looked at Shusuke Fuji.
“I want to try.”
Shusuke Fuji chuckled and said, “I want to play against him.”
“Against Yukimura?”
Hearing this, Kunimitsu Tezuka's eyes flickered.
“Yes!”
Shusuke Fuji said in a deep voice, his eyes gradually becoming firm.
Subsequently.
Under the gaze of the other middle school students, Shusuke Fuji walked onto the court.
Then he looked at Seiichi Yukimura in the First String.
Among the First String.
“Yukimura, it seems it's your turn.”
Seeing this, Duke Watanabe immediately chuckled.
“Finally, it's your turn.”
Kido Shuji shrugged and smiled.
Hearing this.
A gentle smile also appeared on Yukimura's face.
In the previous challenges, the other middle school students had challenged the First String one by one.
The only one who hadn't been challenged was Yukimura.
Of course.
Although they were challenged, the matches against the top ten of the First String ended extremely quickly.
Especially when facing the top five of the First String.
The middle school students had no ability to resist, and perhaps the match had already ended in a daze!
At the same time.
“Yukimura, can I have another match with you?”
Shusuke Fuji's expression was serious.
“Of course.”
Yukimura still smiled and said.
Simultaneously.
Surrounding.
“He actually wants to challenge Yukimura!?”
“It's normal, the other First String members, including Atobe, have been challenged before!”
“However, if Yukimura plays, he will definitely win.”
Among the high school students, people immediately began to discuss.
“Captain!”
Renji Yanagi had a look of surprise on his face.
“He's going on!”
Jin Akutsu's eyes narrowed.
Amidst everyone's shock, Yukimura went to the court.
On the court, Yukimura and Shusuke Fuji looked at each other.
The breeze blew Yukimura's cloak, revealing the aura of the First String at this moment!
This aura invisibly gave Shusuke Fuji a huge sense of oppression.
Only then did Shusuke Fuji feel that the dimensional gap between the two was too great.
But then Shusuke Fuji's eyes also became firm.
“Match start, one game, Seiichi Yukimura's service game!”
Baseline.
Yukimura's service game.
The tennis ball was thrown high, and at the moment the tennis ball fell, Yukimura's arm was raised vertically, his back arched, and he jumped up!
Bang! The crisp sound of the tennis ball hitting the racket.
Then it turned into an arrow shot out, with rolling smoke on its trajectory.
A muffled sound rang out, dust exploded, and the ground even produced a dark ball mark at this moment.
Shusuke Fuji's eyes narrowed.
Then he quickly rushed to the landing point of the tennis ball, quickly raised his arm, and hit the bounced tennis ball.
Yukimura calmly watched Shusuke Fuji's movements, quickly went online, and basically overlapped with Shusuke Fuji's hitting moment.
The tennis ball rushed out quickly like an arrow from the string.
But the next moment!
Shusuke Fuji's eyes shrank instantly!
At this moment, the position where Yukimura went online was exactly the direction where Shusuke Fuji's tennis ball hit!
Bang! The sound of the tennis ball being hit rang out, and the tennis ball was attached with a strong spin, bringing up bursts of air breaking sounds.
The next second, the tennis ball had already rushed to Shusuke Fuji's baseline!
Instantly!
Dust splashed everywhere!
“15:0!”
Yukio Kurobe announced.
“So fast.”
Sadaharu Inui glanced at the timing of the watch, his eyes solemn: “Moreover, the gap is obvious.”
Yeah, Kunimitsu Tezuka nodded.
The others among the middle school students were also very shocked.
Although they knew that there was a certain gap with Yukimura, it was clear that this gap was not something they could catch up with now.