Chapter 140: Two Emperors, Perfect No-Self Mirage!

"A flaw!"

With a low roar, Sanada leaped suddenly at the net, his gaze sweeping over Yuuki Satoru, whose movements showed a slight deformation after just returning 【Wind】.

Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain; Aggressive as Fire!

Coiling the racket.

His athletic body presented a sharp posture, arm muscle lines flowing, toward the tennis ball flying in the air, with the momentum of a raging fire, slamming it out.

Boom!

In the violent roar.

Yuuki Satoru's gaze flickered slightly; the tennis ball, as if wrapped in flames, flew down from his side, grazed the ground, and bounced away rapidly.

Whoosh!

The wire mesh in the backcourt vibrated, the tennis ball penetrated and flew out, turning into a spark and disappearing, leaving only a hideous and ugly hole.

"Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School scores, 30-0!"

Atobe seized every second and every minute to polish his body, temper his spirit, and learn techniques.

Buzz, buzz.

Sanada leaned forward, instantly appearing at the tennis ball's landing point, his racket making a gentle slice at the net.

Yuuki Satoru whispered in his heart; sure enough, he is Sanada, known as the Emperor, who cannot tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes.

Step, step...

"Want to use my 【Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain】 to pay back tooth for tooth?!

That's too naive—"

Facing the slightly solemn Sanada, Yuuki Satoru smiled lightly: "Keep attacking!"

Swift, as the Wind!

Boom!

His arm instantly turned into a breeze, the sharp and fast serve shooting directly from high altitude, at a speed hard to capture with the naked eye, leaving a shallow white mark at the baseline corner of Yuuki Satoru's receiving area.

Such speed is too fast.

In the stands, Chitose Senri noticed this subtle change for the first time, a hint of astonishment appearing on his face.

Kirihara Akaya opened his mouth wide, shouting in surprise.

Atobe also looked at Yuuki Satoru off the court with some surprise; he bit his lip lightly, a cold and firm look appearing in his narrow eyes.

"Each move of Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain has different characteristics, and each move can be called flawless, so..."

Although he displayed Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain without reservation, these two points were still taken so difficultly.

"Will never be left behind by you, one day..."

"Could it be that your trump card is this!"

The tennis ball drew a clever parabola, landing lightly in the diagonal corner of the front court.

Swish!

Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain...

True, Swift as the Wind!

Boom!

His arm flashed, the process almost invisible, the racket instantly flicked backhand into the air.

"Not using 【Wind】 to return this ball, but using 【Forest】 against 【Forest】."

His feet crossed rapidly; in the eyes of outsiders, the tennis ball almost disappeared, but Sanada easily captured its ball path.

"Even Fast as Wind!"

The faint murmur fell, Yuuki Satoru stepped out slowly, his racket swinging randomly at a certain air from his side.

Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain; Fast as Wind!

Swish!

The racket drew a terrifying residual shadow in the air, a loud explosion, the tennis ball instantly disappeared from its original place.

"This is... Slow as a Forest."

Seeing 【Forest】 used from Yuuki Satoru's hand, Yukimura didn't hide the surprise in his heart at all; even if the other party entered the No-Self Realm, he could master Sanada's Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain after only two balls of exchange.

Swish!

"Hmm?"

"Using your own spear to attack your own shield, how about that?"

A trace of milky white aura appeared and rose on his body, his black lapels moving without wind, the whole person exuding a No-Self and empty implication.

A trace of caution flashed in Sanada's eyes; for this match, he might have to reveal the two profound meanings originally prepared for Tezuka.

A trace of cold light flashed, Sanada's face was stern.

Facing Sanada's powerful serve, just as the tennis ball bounced, Yuuki Satoru was already waiting on the path of this ball.

Raising his arm to draw the racket.

"So troublesome."

"It's the No-Self Realm!"

Wild aura, Closed Heart, No-Style Tennis...

Yuuki Satoru had already shown too much, and now even the No-Self Realm had appeared?

"This guy, you never know what kind of trump card he still has hidden."

In a position unnoticed by those around him, he slowly clenched his palm and then flicked it open with force; such movements could exercise finger grip strength.

Regarding the aura on Yuuki Satoru, Sanada naturally wouldn't be unfamiliar; this was exactly the No-Self Realm he had once mastered but then abandoned.

However, the 【Forest】 used by the original owner was indeed more exquisite than the imitation of the No-Self Realm, and the grasp of timing and angle was also more just right.

Boom!

A yellow tennis ball flew slowly toward the opposite court; compared to the previous gale, this ball was like a green tree leaf dancing slowly in the wind.

"Since that's the case..."

"And, this guy doesn't seem to have been probed to the bottom by me yet."

Wind is formless, and the ball is also formless!

Rip—

A sharp trembling sound of air being torn rang out on the court.

Using 【Wind】 to break 【Wind】!

Boom! Boom!

Using 【Mountain】 against 【Mountain】!

Boom! Boom!

Using 【Fire】 to attack 【Fire】!

The two launched a dozen rounds of offense, Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain switching seamlessly between moves.

Boom!

A scorching red light danced on the court; Sanada's smash was like a swordsman swinging a sword, with unstoppable power, forcefully crushing Yuuki Satoru's Aggressive as Fire.

Chirp, chirp...

A scorched black mark was left on the ground, the tennis ball bouncing for the second time in Yuuki Satoru's gaze.

"Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School scores, 40-0!"

Boom!

"Game, Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School, Sanada Genichiro, 1-0!"

"Change sides."

Following the referee's judgment, the audience finally came back to their senses.

Although it was hard to see the shadow of the tennis ball, the mental confrontation when both sides exchanged moves still affected everyone, making them deeply immersed in this match.

"Imitators are destined to only follow in others' footsteps."

Sanada snorted coldly; moves imitated by the No-Self Realm could never compare to the developer.

"Is that so..."

Looking at the figure passing by, Yuuki Satoru just smiled slightly without saying much.

Quietly.

In the milky white No-Self aura flowing on him, a faint light yellow implication was hidden.

At the same time, the virtual data panel also fluctuated.

【No-Self Imitation (Gilded)】:

Able to imitate actions seen once, but not simple imitation, but clever utilization and absorption after imitation, and "strengthening" to use!

(PS: Due to the influence of No-Self aura, the upper limit of moves that can be imitated at a glance is raised to Gold; abilities below Gilded level can be strengthened.)

【Perfect Imitation (Gilded)】:

Can perfectly imitate Miracle-level moves, and switch and combine Miracle-level abilities at will according to the match environment.

【Niou Mirage (Incomplete)】

Strengthened through 【No-Self Imitation】.

【Niou Mirage】:

By observing the characteristics of others' personalities and tennis skills, using self-suggestion, while activating one's own mental power, transform it into the state of the player to be imitated, and use mental power to control the body to complete the Mirage reappearance.

The completion degree of the Mirage is inversely proportional to the strength of the imitated party.

At this moment, these three skills were merging according to Yuuki Satoru's consciousness.

Just like 【No-Self Aura】 and 【Imitation】 merged into 【No-Self Imitation】.

A brand new skill quietly appeared on the panel.

【Perfect No-Self Mirage (Gilded)】:

Use the No-Self Realm to imitate others' moves, thereby transforming one's own mental power into the state of the player to be imitated, and use mental power to control the body to complete the Mirage reappearance.

1. The completion degree of the Mirage depends on Perfect Imitation.

2. The imitation of players with strength lower than one's own can be strengthened according to will, and a strengthened Mirage can be obtained.

Yuuki Satoru moved his gaze away from the void, seeing 【Perfect No-Self Mirage】 take shape, a hint of joy flashing across his face.

Since seeing Niou use Mirage to imitate Yagyu Hiroshi, he had realized one point.

The so-called Mirage was not Niou's innate talent, but an incredible move he completed using his unique plastic mental talent!

Niou Mirage is a kind of imitation, but not a simple imitation.

If one were to compare, this move is different from Kabaji's innocent heart, and also different from Kise's super learning ability.

But more similar to a move of the No-Self Realm.

No-Self Realm refers to the ability to use moves seen in the past with the help of instinct in an unconscious state.

Then Niou Mirage is to deliberately observe the object of the Mirage, and through self-suggestion during the match, transform one's own mental power according to the other party's form, believing from the bottom of one's heart that one is the imitated object itself.

In layman's terms, this is a form of hypnosis.

If one is superstitious, it's not impossible to treat this as inviting a god to possess one's body.

Mental control of the body to complete things that couldn't be done in the past—this is the truth of Niou Mirage.

So Kabaji imitating an opponent's moves still cannot exceed his own limits.

And Niou Mirage also imitates others, but can compete with five-dimensional stats that exceed his own during the match.

"Borrowing your hat!"

Passing by the Budongfeng stands, Yuuki Satoru reached out and took Neicun Jingjie's black hat, putting it on his own head.

"Match continues, Yuuki Satoru of Budongfeng Middle School to serve!"

Slap. Slap.

The tennis ball bounced and fell on the ground; under the brim of his cap, Yuuki Satoru cast his gaze at Sanada on the opposite side.

"Not used to wearing a hat at all."

No.

"We Budongfeng have no dead ends!"

Uh, this is also not right for now.

Yuuki Satoru shook his head, shaking out the thoughts that had just flashed through.

"What is this guy planning?"

Looking at Yuuki Satoru, who was suddenly wearing a hat and talking to himself, a hint of confusion flashed in Sanada's eyes.

At this moment, a familiar yet strange voice suddenly rang out from across the court.

"Even knowing that I was deliberately guiding you to keep hitting 【Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain】, you still followed my intention and finished the first game."

"You are truly..."

"Too slack!!"

Hearing the sound and looking over, Sanada's pupils suddenly shrank to needle size.

"You, I, how is that possible?!"

A figure in a bright yellow Rikkai team uniform stood on the opposite side, wearing a black hat, his gaze sharp, his expression serious and cold.

This was clearly...

Himself!

Whoosh.

"I... I didn't see wrong, right!"

"What happened?!"

"How can there be...

Two, two... Sanada Genichiro!!?"

Don't know who first pointed tremblingly at Yuuki Satoru's position to ask, and then everyone discovered the anomaly that appeared on the court.

Just a blink.

Yuuki Satoru, who was originally hitting the tennis ball, suddenly turned into Sanada's appearance.

For a time.

Everyone widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief, and continuous exclamations rang out in the venue.

"Not only the appearance, but even the clothes have become Rikkai's team uniform.

I must be dreaming; how could such a thing happen?!"

Someone rubbed their eyes hard, unable to believe everything they saw.

But after opening their eyes, everything in front of them didn't change at all; two Sanada Genichiros wearing bright yellow team uniforms stood alive on both sides of the court.

In the previous game, Niou and Yagyu Hiroshi pretended to be each other, after all, they borrowed some props.

Plus wearing the same team uniform, everyone might have misread it.

However, now, they were separated by a whole court, and the original team uniform colors were even more unrelated.

But why...

Everyone stared fixedly at Yuuki Satoru's position, trying to find flaws, but no matter how they observed, what they saw in their eyes was Sanada's appearance.

How on earth did he do it?!

"This..."

"Maybe some special mental power interfered with our judgment."

Inui Sadaharu made a bold guess.

Because through the camera, he clearly saw Yuuki Satoru's real appearance, but looking directly at the other party with the naked eye, it was Sanada's appearance.

Hearing this, Fuji leaned over to look.

Sure enough, in the camera, Yuuki Satoru wearing the Budongfeng team uniform was standing there properly.

But looking up, he turned into Sanada again.

On the other side.

Watching this shocking scene, the Hyotei group didn't fare any better.

However, seeing this imitation that was even more realistic than Niou's, a thought that he didn't want to believe suddenly surged in Oshitari Yuushi's mind.

"Yuuki Satoru..."

"Could it be that after watching Niou imitate Yagyu Hiroshi, he not only learned this move but also strengthened and perfected it!"

Oshitari Yuushi said his conjecture cautiously, causing those around him to look sideways.

"Oshitari, you are too daring to think!"

"How could such a thing happen?"

Hearing this whimsical conjecture, Shishido Ryo subconsciously denied it.

But the next second, he remembered the scene of Yuuki Satoru versus Atobe, and his tone became unconfident.

"Impossible... right?"

Others couldn't help but recall the scene at that time.

In the match against Atobe, Yuuki Satoru displayed a perfect Closed Heart that far exceeded Oshitari's.

The current situation was so similar to then.

Also a move used in the previous game, also used by Yuuki Satoru, and also performed better than the original owner.

It was as if Oshitari and Niou had learned their special moves from Yuuki Satoru.

Shishido Ryo's expression became very stiff, his eyes looking at the court with horror.

"Could what you said be true?!"

"Hmph."

Withdrawing his gaze, Sanada stabilized the surging thoughts in his mind, his eyes becoming firm again.

"Hmph, no matter what tricks you are playing, I will..."

"I will crush you one by one!"

Yuuki Satoru took over the words Sanada hadn't finished with a stern expression.

Without waiting for the other party to react, he raised his left hand.

Swish!

The tennis ball flew into the air.

Step, step.

A bright yellow figure suddenly leaped up.

In Sanada's eyes, another himself was appearing in mid-air, lapels fluttering, only seeing himself open his mouth and shout coldly:

"Let me lead you to the abyss of defeat!!"

Boom!

Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain; Fast as Wind!

A white mark appeared in the receiving area, Sanada's movements stalled, and the tennis ball bounced again behind him.

"Such a fast Fast as Wind!" ===== CHAPTER 141 =====