Chapter 127: Perfect Imitation, Yuuki Satoru's Locked Heart

Boom!

The tennis ball flashed at high speed, cutting the court into two triangular blocks, and flew toward Atobe's feet.

"Locked Heart!" Hiyoshi Wakato asked in shock immediately.

"Isn't this the ability you realized, Oshitari? Why does Yuuki Satoru have it too?"

"I don't know either."

Oshitari Yuushi's face was ugly. Looking at Yuuki Satoru's state at this time, he confirmed his judgment even more.

The move the opponent used was definitely Locked Heart, and it was a higher-level existence, the perfect look he had always wanted to achieve in his heart.

"But the only thing I can be sure of is that this move was definitely developed by me personally." Oshitari Yuushi said, clenching his fists.

In order to develop Locked Heart, he experienced multiple blows from Talented Radiance and the Ice World, and finally completed this move with the help of Chitose and Atobe. Before this, he had never heard of any similar move.

But why...?

A faint light emerged in his blue pupils. He reflected Yuuki Satoru's figure deeply in his eyes and said hesitantly.

"Hehe, my imitation is not limited to this."

"Freeze for me!!"

"From him, I actually couldn't read any useful data at all."

"Take you, Sanada, for example. Because you have learned kendo since childhood, your edge is exposed."

Scanning, he still didn't find Yuuki Satoru's blind spot.

As a close friend of Gan Zhen Zhi and the strategist of Rikkai Dai, Liu Lian Er kept the habit of collecting data at all times. This is an important reason why he still sits firmly in the position of the three giants of Rikkai Dai, even though his talent is not as good as many people's.

"At the national level where the tennis system begins to be shaped, this point is even more obvious." Saying this, Nioh turned to look at his side.

"Damn it, still can't do it!"

The chill spread on the court. Under the sunlight of summer, one could even faintly see white mist rising.

But it was a completely different color.

"I think... it shouldn't be what you guessed."

This characteristic is difficult to hide."

He seemed to have just picked up a building block at random and put it into the building block structure he was stacking, even though the shape was suitable.

Sanada frowned. Yuuki Satoru's current appearance is somewhat like his Hard to Know Like Shade.

So sometimes you clearly restrain yourself, but in the game, it still makes it difficult for the opponent to bear."

However, Atobe has not given up his playing style.

Kirihara Akaya on the side nodded fiercely.

In my opinion, it's really too conspicuous!"

That is my eyesight, which has not yet been exerted to the extreme!"

"Could it be that he used this move to defend against Tezuka's Talented Radiance?"

"His appearance is a bit wrong..."

This shouldn't be his own move, it looks more like it was imitated."

"That's right, I am 90% sure that Yuuki Satoru is imitating someone's tennis skills."

"Imitation?"

At this time, a bold idea appeared in his mind, but the next second, Oshitari Yuushi shook his head and threw this unreliable idea away.

"This is because every ball we hit contains our spiritual characteristics."

Too absurd!"

Seeing several people focusing their eyes on himself, Nioh's tone became more and more certain, and he poured out the guesses in his heart.

'If he is imitating me, how could his completion be higher than mine?

It is impossible for such a thing to happen.

"As long as one is a human, there will be blind spots. This is a fact that all living beings cannot escape. And if someone has no blind spots, there is only one possibility—

After the previous game ended, he had already sensed the move Yuuki Satoru used. After all, Oshitari's development of this move also had his contribution.

Atobe's heart sank. He didn't expect Yuuki's Locked Heart to be so difficult to deal with.

However, in this match, he put down his pen, and his eyes revealed a light of disbelief.

Hearing Sanada's soft whisper, Nioh shook his head slightly, denying the other party's conjecture.

"And Yuuki Satoru's current appearance gives me a very strange feeling."

Removing the distracting thoughts in his heart, the decision Atobe made in an instant was to firmly implement his tactics.

"We all know that different people have completely different personalities, or cold as ice, or enthusiastic as fire, or majestic as a mountain..."

And in tennis matches, there is not only a confrontation in terms of technology between players, but also a confrontation at the spiritual level.

Swish, swish, swish!

A dozen ice cones shot toward Yuuki Satoru again.

Corner of the stands.

Unfortunately, all of this was useless. The ice cones all shattered just after landing, and all the blind spots found were false illusions.

They will unconsciously display their personality and traits through tennis."

A faint light flashed in Yuuki Satoru's eyes. That was the 【No-Self Imitation】 strengthening the imitation of Oshitari Yuushi's Locked Heart, and next...

He will display his imitation perfectly.

Tap, tap.

With a small step back, Yuuki Satoru's racket hit the tennis ball directly.

Boom!

A dull roar, like the friction in layers of dark clouds before a thunderstorm, the tennis ball appeared in Atobe's half in the blink of an eye, steadily pressing on the baseline corner and bouncing out.

Thunder Triple Concerto·Thunderclap!

As long as the tennis ball's rotation intensity is sufficient, Yuuki Satoru can easily use the normal version of Thunderclap and Arc Flash.

As a national-level move at the ordinary level, although it can no longer guarantee the ruling power of the past in national-level matches, this ball...

Yuuki Satoru just used Thunderclap as a lead-in.

"Do you think it's still before the Du Da Sai?"

Atobe snorted lightly, his face cold, his right hand straight, and the racket with the ice-blue frame swung heavily toward the tennis ball flashing with thunder.

However, the moment the tennis ball was in hand, his face changed slightly.

Crack!

Atobe frowned, a thunderbolt seemed to explode in his mind, suppressing the discomfort in his heart, and he drew the tennis ball back.

Unfortunately, this return ball only let him breathe for a few seconds.

A black figure quickly blocked the tennis ball's flight path.

The black short hair was clean and crisp, and the thunder flashing in Yuuki Satoru's deep eyes sparked a gray tint.

"Witness what true Locked Heart is!"

Boom!

Yuuki Satoru's racket pressed down heavily, blue lightning pierced through the court, and a gray, misty dark cloud seemed to follow behind the tennis ball.

There was no time to think at all.

Atobe pulled sideways, and the racket hit the tennis ball straight on.

Boom!

And this time, the moment the tennis ball was intercepted, gray thunder cracked and scattered on the racket surface.

Atobe was stunned, the angle of the racket swing shifted, and the tennis ball flew out of bounds uncontrollably.

"Out, Fudomine Middle School, Yuuki Satoru scores, 0-30!"

The referee glanced at the landing point of the tennis ball and announced the score.

"You were too careless."

Looking at Atobe, whose pupils had already become scattered, Yuuki Satoru sent a eulogy silently:

"Fall into a deep sleep, Atobe Keigo."

"Why haven't you served yet?"

Someone asked with a frown.

At this time, the referee turned to look. Atobe, who should have continued to serve, was actually stunned in place.

"Student Atobe, please serve quickly!"

Time passed second by second.

In the blink of an eye, the prescribed twenty-five-second service time limit was soon reached.

"First service timeout."

"Second service timeout, Fudomine Middle School, Yuuki Satoru scores, 0-40!"

"What did he do to Atobe?"

Looking at the bizarre scene on the court, the Bing Di group stood up one after another and came to the guardrail in front.

"No signs, no foreshadowing.

Atobe just stood still after receiving two Thunderclaps."

Such a scene, Chitose had only seen at last year's National Competition.

Those who played against Yukimura Seiichi of Rikkai Dai also fell into an inexplicable state in the middle of the match, as if their five senses were missing, and they were slaughtered in the following time.

"If I remember correctly, the principle of that move is to deprive the opponent of their five senses through the yips playing style during the rally."

But Atobe's state is not exactly the same as the deprivation of the five senses.

"How on earth did he do it?"

Corner of the stands.

"This is not Yukimura's Five Senses Extinction, but it is also another form of spiritual attack."

Liu Lian Er narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment: "Sanada, are you sure you want to decide the winner with him in the final?"

He didn't want to shake the morale of the army before the match, but in this almost one-sided match, Liu Lian Er saw the suppression power that only Yukimura possessed.

Although Sanada is strong, if he wants to ensure victory...

Not enough!

"I will not lose." Sanada snorted coldly, his gaze shooting sharply from under the black brim, Liu's questioning made his fighting spirit even more intense.

"Changed."

Nioh on the side did not participate in the conversation between the two, his face slightly solemn. He found that Yuuki Satoru had changed.

If the previous 【Locked Heart】 was like a different-colored building block in Yuuki Satoru's tennis system, one could see the difference at a glance.

Then now, 【Locked Heart】 has perfectly integrated into Yuuki Satoru's tennis system and is playing a brand new role according to his style.

Nioh was certain in his heart that the state Atobe was in at this time was definitely caused by the move Yuuki Satoru had just imitated.

Not long after.

His eyes suddenly brightened, and the question that had been puzzling him seemed to have an answer.

"So, the end of imitation does not necessarily mean becoming someone else and losing oneself. The direction of this path is ultimately decided by oneself..."

In Yuuki Satoru, he saw more possibilities.

"But before that, that move must be put on the agenda."

"First service timeout, warning issued."

Atobe was still stunned in place, his eyes were gray, and his expression did not change, as if he couldn't hear the sound from the outside world.

This appearance drew a chorus of boos from the audience.

And in Yuuki Satoru's eyes.

Atobe was struggling constantly, and a dozen gray iron chains were rattled by him.

It's a pity...

Clack, clack, clack!

Chains wrapped around his body.

Binding his hands and feet! Binding his head! Closing his body!

And that thickest chain pierced through his heart.

A huge force was generated out of thin air, the chains were pulled tight, and Atobe only felt his whole body being pulled downward, falling into endless darkness.

【From today on, I am the King of Bing Di—】

【Be intoxicated by my gorgeous tennis skills!】

【My evolution is advancing by leaps and bounds.】

With the continuous falling, memory scenes appeared before Atobe's eyes, and then shattered with a bang!

Whoosh.

Atobe saw countless memory fragments dissipate, wanting to reach out and grab them, but unable to break free from the shackles.

Not long after, only the appearance of him being defeated by Yuuki Satoru before the Du Da Sai remained in the darkness, and...

The illusion of being about to be defeated.

Atobe's eyes were a bit distracted, his body fell powerlessly toward the abyss, and only one sentence seemed to echo in his mind.

"My tennis... has completely failed!"

However, what he didn't know was that all of this was guided by Yuuki Satoru's spirit.

"It's not about closing oneself off, making people unable to fathom, but directly closing off the opponent, making them fall into self-doubt...

This is my Locked Heart!"

Yuuki Satoru was waiting for the referee's score. This was a special attack move against Atobe, and he shouldn't be able to break free for a while.

He looked around and saw faces full of disbelief. Even the Fudomine group showed suspicious expressions.

These people must be asking in their hearts: "What exactly was done to Atobe?"

Yuuki Satoru smiled slightly. In fact, it wasn't that complicated behind this.

First, he used 【No-Self Imitation】 to imitate and strengthen Oshitari Yuushi's Locked Heart, thereby locking Atobe's Ice World, prompting the opponent's attention to shift completely to cracking Locked Heart.

Secondly, he kept alternating between Thunderclap and Arc Flash.

Because these two moves were moves that had defeated Atobe, he used this to constantly provoke Atobe's emotions.

Using the above two moves as a lead-in, he finally used perfect imitation to reverse-apply Locked Heart with his own understanding, secretly launching a spiritual attack.

Making Atobe fall into the trap he had dug long ago bit by bit, and fall into deep self-doubt, unable to extricate himself.

In fact, this has the same effect as Yukimura's Five Senses Extinction.

Yukimura attaches his spirit to the tennis ball, influencing the opponent through rallies, thereby making the opponent fear the tennis ball, gradually falling into the state of yips, and finally losing their five senses.

His own Locked Heart also found a base point, using Thunderclap to make Atobe doubt himself, thereby falling into the abyss of the spiritual level.

However, what is different is.

Five Senses Extinction can be applied to everyone, while Yuuki Satoru's Locked Heart is a special attack against Atobe.

After all, others wouldn't happen to have their ultimate moves countered by Locked Heart, nor would they have the desire to take revenge after being defeated by Yuuki Satoru.

"Bing Di service timeout!

Game, Fudomine Middle School, Yuuki Satoru, 3-0."

The match continues.

After letting go of an entire service game, Atobe finally regained some consciousness and walked to the opposite court blankly.

"Haven't recovered yet?"

Yuuki Satoru frowned slightly, threw the tennis ball, jumped, and swung the racket.

The movements were smooth and simple.

Boom!

The tennis ball precisely pressed on the angle between the service line and the boundary line.

The speed was fast, and the angle was tricky, but at the national level, this is just an ordinary serve.

However.

Clatter~

The yellow light passed straight by Atobe's side, and the wire fence was smashed by the tennis ball without any obstruction, shaking violently.

"15-0."

Boom!

"30-0."

Boom!

"40-0."

Slap, slap.

Pressing the tennis ball twice lightly, Yuuki Satoru threw the tennis ball up again, a trace of disappointment appearing in his eyes.

"I thought you would have a better performance..."

Boom!

His arm cut and pulled downward in the air, and the tennis ball flew toward the corner of the diagonal service area.

"It's really disappointing."

"What kind of... joke!"

"I am—

Atobe Keigo!!!"

Just when Yuuki Satoru thought Atobe had reached his limit.

Accompanied by an angry roar, a gray-white figure suddenly moved.

Boom!

"Game, Fudomine Middle School, Yuuki Satoru, 4-0." ===== CHAPTER 128 =====