Chapter 147: Balance of mind and body, Eagle Strike Breaks the Demon!

Yukimura's expression turned stern upon hearing this, a look of solemnity appearing in his eyes. He bowed slightly and said, "I ask for your guidance, Coach Jile."

"Hmm."

Jile Taizo nodded slightly. He did not wish to see a youth with such exceptional talent cut his own tennis path short due to his outstanding gifts.

He organized his thoughts in his mind and then asked.

"When did this style of play, which targets the five senses of others, begin?"

"Fourth grade, when I was ten years old."

Without the slightest hesitation, Yukimura answered the question with absolute certainty, for he remembered the circumstances of that time very clearly.

It was during a U14 DKN Kanagawa Youth Tournament held in Kanagawa Prefecture.

During the tournament, his opponent in one of the rounds was a middle school student.

Due to the differences in physical development and the gap in match experience, at the start of the match, he was suppressed by his opponent for a time, with no power to fight back.

Slowly.

That middle school student began to grow anxious, then started making mistakes, his emotions gradually spiraling toward collapse, until finally, he even began to fear the act of hitting the ball, his face filled with an expression of terror.

"The second piece of advice: temporarily abandon your previous style of play and focus all your energy on strengthening your physique, just like your teammate."

Once the balance is broken, this performance is ruined."

Pointing to the weighted wristbands Nioh always wore, Jile Taizo continued.

When the body suffers damage, the tone of the instrument becomes dull and hoarse; if the mind has problems, the musical score loses its proper vitality.

Not only that, as he continuously caught and returned the opponent's attacks.

Neither can do without the other.

It is a pity.

One succeeds because of talent, and fails because of talent.

But if this continues for long, one day, his body will become shattered due to his own abnormally active mental power; in serious cases, there is even the possibility that his tennis path will be severed.

From that day on, the Yips style of play began to become his unique tennis style.

Jile Taizo felt a slight shock in his heart.

Pausing for a moment, Jile Taizo glanced at Ju Juping.

It wasn't until the score reached 0-4 that the situation changed.

"Those who are physically strong but mentally weak usually find it difficult to control their own bodies."

"Fourth grade? Ten years old?"

If one wishes to present a perfect performance, these two are indispensable, and they must maintain a synchronized balance.

And if one leg is too long and the other too short, the two legs supporting each other lose their balance.

Perhaps nothing can be seen in the short term.

"I can only give you two pieces of advice."

Therefore, Jile Taizo believed that Yukimura Seiichi being able to reach today safely was simply the God of Luck favoring him.

The opponent had just recovered from the state of losing his five senses, and beneath the calm expression he was struggling to maintain, one could still see the lingering fear that had not yet dissipated.

An instrument that is flawless on the surface but damaged on the inside—although its function has not yet shown abnormalities, the musician using it has not noticed and continues to play exceptionally impassioned music.

Those who are mentally strong but physically weak are similar to this.

Powerful mental strength allowed him to far surpass his peers, but with such active mental strength, how could his not-yet-fully-developed physique withstand it?

Among the many tennis enthusiasts, the vast majority may never be able to touch the ethereal realm of mental power in their entire lives.

Such mental talent is truly a freak of nature seen once in a decade!

Later, after checking information, Yukimura discovered that this was a symptom of a disease that many athletes might develop, which is the so-called "Yips."

In a desperate situation, a force was born deep within his heart; his concentration became abnormally focused, and he could see every ball path the opponent hit clearly.

Therefore, every once in a while, he needs to restore his mental state, and the best way to restore his mind is to enter deep sleep.

Looking at Yukimura Seiichi in front of him, Jile Taizo said calmly:

Hearing about a hospital check-up, Yukimura looked slightly surprised and was just about to ask something when Jile Taizo's voice sounded again.

"Balanced mental power and physique will guide a person forward normally, while overly strong mental power will affect the body and cause it to fall into the abyss."

And this little guy had already discovered his mental power characteristics at the age of ten and developed his own tennis style based on these characteristics.

"And the other type of situation might be relatively more serious."

"The first piece of advice: go to the hospital for a full-body check-up as soon as possible; according to the timeline, it should currently be a situation that can be salvaged."

Some people possess extraordinary reflex nerves and exceptionally keen senses.

The mind and the body are two legs that support each other as they move forward.

Once the instrument can no longer withstand the musician's overuse, it will suddenly collapse, beyond repair.

Therefore, such people who are physically strong but mentally weak often have symptoms of lethargy that are different from ordinary people."

But if their mental power is weak, they may be unable to process the external information automatically received by the body at high intensity, quickly falling into a state of exhaustion.

And based on this, he developed the derivative characteristic of depriving people of their five senses.

"In the symphony of life, the body is an instrument for one to play, while the mind is like a musician, striving to play the most moving melody."

Then he turned back toward Yukimura Seiichi.

"If it were you, possessing this mental power characteristic capable of depriving others of their five senses."

Once the body is completely affected by the mind, I fear the first thing to start would be symptoms of paralysis, followed by varying degrees of sensory impairment.

If it is serious, it is not impossible for the limbs to become paralyzed.

And if it reaches this point...

Tennis will become an existence you can never touch again."

As the voice fell, the air fell into a brief, dead silence.

After hearing Coach Jile's words, Jiecheng Wu silently checked his memories regarding Yukimura in his heart.

If things followed the normal development, Yukimura would indeed have his first serious fainting spell after the National Competition in his second year, which is this October.

And he would be diagnosed with a suspected case of "Guillain-Barré syndrome."

Originally, Jiecheng Wu wanted to remind Yukimura to go to the hospital for a check-up after the match; he didn't expect Coach Jile to not only see Yukimura's problem but also find the root cause.

The mind affects the flesh.

Just like how Ping Deng Yuan Feng Huang walked the path of Alaya-vijnana filled with destructive aura, and the destructive nature of his mental power caused his face to age rapidly.

A scene suddenly flashed through Jiecheng Wu's mind: the vastly different appearances of Ping Deng Yuan Feng Huang in his first year and third year of high school.

As for Gui Shi Ci Lang, who also looked old, that guy was naturally old-fashioned and cannot be generalized.

Sure enough.

An elder in the house is like a treasure.

With predecessors leading the way, the paths of those who follow will also be smoother.

If the Yukimura of the original timeline could have encountered a senior like Jile Taizo to warn him, then he would not have been troubled by illness and could have trained a strong physique in advance.

Then, would he still have been easily defeated by Yueqian Longma, who had opened the Heavenly Seamless, at the National Competition?

The result would likely have been completely different.

Perhaps Yueqian Longma's undefeated record in the main tournament might have been cut short by Yukimura.

On the side, the usually calm Yukimura couldn't help but feel a touch of fear in his heart; he looked at his own slender, fair hands with trembling eyes.

Starting from symptoms of paralysis?

If that is the case, then it has already begun!

As early as the end of the first round of the Kanto Tournament, Yukimura had already discovered that his palms would occasionally have short, slight numbness.

It was just that because each time it only lasted a few seconds, he thought it was due to overtraining, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

So, was this a warning issued by the body?

"Yukimura, you..."

Seeing Yukimura's slightly changed expression, Nioh reacted immediately; it seemed he had been hit on the mark.

So he hurriedly asked: "Coach Jile, if early symptoms have appeared, can they still be recovered from?"

Tennis Court No. 6.

Boom!

A yellow ball shadow shot into the sky, like a crescent moon hanging in the firmament, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"1-0."

Putting down his racket gently, Yiwu Shen Si looked obliquely at the opposite side, where at this moment, Qie Yuan Chi Ye had fallen face-down on the ground due to rushing to the net in his anxiety.

"Get up quickly, switch courts.

Also...

Eight minutes have already passed."

Glancing at the electronic screen not far outside the court, Yiwu Shen Si said with a cold voice.

"These clothes...

They are the players from Budongfeng and Lihai who haven't appeared in the finals yet; they seem to be first-year freshmen. The match might be very interesting!"

The match between the two attracted many spectators who were preparing to leave and passing by the court; they stopped and watched.

"It's just that the person from Lihai seems to be about to fail; he has been lying on the ground for a long time.

Among the first-year players, it seems Budongfeng is still a cut above!"

"Sigh, even though Lihai is the champion."

"In this situation, Budongfeng might even surpass Lihai next year!"

Outside the court, the rustling discussions increased. Yiwu Shen Si didn't care; he just wanted to teach Qie Yuan Chi Ye a good lesson.

And at this moment.

"Hehehe..."

A sinister, cold sneer sounded on the court. This eerie laughter made Yiwu Shen Si feel a chill in his heart for no reason, as if he were being stared at by something.

Lifting his eyes to follow the sound.

Quietly, a violent and manic aura permeated from the opposite side. Yiwu Shen Si could feel the intense aggressiveness hidden beneath this aura and raised his vigilance slightly in his heart.

"All of you, shut up!"

Listening to those remarks in his ears, a rush of hot blood surged into Qie Yuan Chi Ye's brain. If anyone from Lihai were here, they would definitely know what was about to happen.

"Hehehe..."

He climbed up from the ground, his black curly hair soaked with sweat hanging down, the whites of his eyes stained with a layer of scarlet, and a manic smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Creak, creak...

Seeing him tilt his head, the tennis ball pressed hard by four fingers, a look of ferocity flashed across his face: "I want to..."

Boom!

The tennis ball was fiercely thrown into mid-air, and then, he leaped into the air, his arm driving the racket to slash violently at the tennis ball.

"... dye you red!"

With a roar, the tennis ball flew across the net, spinning violently.

Yiwu Shen Si's eyes narrowed slightly; this serve was somewhat similar to his own side-spin serve, but the spin was stronger, and its danger was far higher than a side-spin serve.

Tap, tap.

His footsteps were light; he quickly arrived before the tennis ball's landing point and stepped aside in advance to make room for the tennis ball's side-spin bounce.

Subsequently, he swung sharply.

Chirp, chirp, chirp...

The racket intercepted the side-spinning tennis ball, and a violent friction sound followed. Yiwu Shen Si felt the racket suddenly sink.

"Drink, get over there!"

Turning his body to meet the ball, the muscles in his arm bulged slightly, and he forcefully returned this powerful knuckle serve.

Swish!

A figure suddenly rose from the net, and Qie Yuan Chi Ye appeared in front of the return path with a ferocious grin.

"It's really something that you have the ability to hit it... Yiwu Shen Si!"

"Heya!!"

The racket slammed down violently; this fierce and brutal aura made people outside the court feel uncomfortable even from several meters away.

"Not only the power, but even the speed has increased explosively..."

Whoosh!

The tennis ball flew through the air. Yiwu Shen Si's expression suddenly changed, then he shifted his position, pulling his racket from the lower left to the upper side and whipping it.

Boom!

With an explosive sound, the tennis ball whistled toward Qie Yuan Chi Ye.

"That angle just now was intentionally aimed at my knee!"

A touch of coldness flashed in Yiwu Shen Si's eyes.

"You're quite clever, actually avoiding the vital point of the knee in an instant, but how are you going to dodge this ball?! Hehehehe~"

Boom!

Qie Yuan Chi Ye, with his eyes red, made a wanton, mocking sound, his racket swung cruelly, and the tennis ball attacked Yiwu Shen Si's body viciously.

"You low-life guy."

A cold gaze pierced Qie Yuan Chi Ye with disdain, and Yiwu Shen Si dodged this tennis ball attack very nimbly.

The moment he swung the racket.

A chilling power suddenly erupted, a black aura rippled across the surface of his body, Yiwu Shen Si's eyes narrowed, and his aura rose and gathered accordingly.

Screech!

The racket tore through the air and slashed sharply at the tennis ball. In an instant, a high-pitched hiss that pierced metal and stone resounded through the sky.

A black aura wrapped around the tennis ball, shooting past Qie Yuan Chi Ye's cheek at high speed.

Clatter...

The green wire fence behind was hit by the flying tennis ball and shook with a clatter.

On the opposite side of the court, his black collar fluttered gently in the wind, his cold and ruthless eyes, like gold-plated, shot cold light as he looked directly at himself, pointing at the tennis ball on the ground.

"0-15."

The right cheek grazed by the tennis ball was now feeling a burning, stinging sensation, and hot blood rushed to his head, making his eyes even redder.

Qie Yuan Chi Ye gritted his teeth and glared at Yiwu Shen Si.

"You guy..."

Boom!

Looking at Nioh, who had a worried expression, Jile Taizo said calmly:

"If early symptoms have appeared, as I said before, go to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up in time and follow the doctor's orders.

And temporarily seal the style of play that destroys the five senses, focusing your energy on polishing your own body.

Everything is still in time."

Upon hearing this, Yukimura took a deep breath, squeezed a gentle smile onto his face, and then bowed in thanks: "Thank you for the warning, Coach Jile. I will definitely go to the hospital for a check-up after I return."

"We will take our leave now."

Before leaving, Yukimura bowed again in thanks.

It was not until the backs of the two disappeared into the distance that Jile Taizo withdrew his gaze. ===== CHAPTER 148 =====