Chapter 196

"Ba-a-woo!"

Accompanied by a slightly strange shout, Kabaji, with an expressionless face, rushed to the net without slowing down, his arms moving, and he violently smashed the tennis ball out in mid-air.

Bang!

Just after flying over the net, the tennis ball rolled with the air current and flew back.

"It's a short explosive volley!"

Kirihara exclaimed: "This big guy actually perfectly displayed Yukimura-bucho's ball skills and used them to deal with Yukimura-bucho; it's truly hateful!"

"To think Bing Di has such a powerful player; almost every time they rally, the strength the opponent can exert grows by a point—not to be underestimated."

Bang!

A pale yellow ball shadow flashed past on the court, but Kabaji couldn't even react in time.

"Without vision, hearing, touch..."

The spectators outside the court were in an uproar; unlike the players who knew the inside story, they couldn't understand what was happening at all, only vaguely feeling that Rikkai's Yukimura had used some incredible move.

Even for the Thousand Hammer Hundred Tempering and Talented Radiance, which required a special state of mind, as long as there was a period of rallying, Kabaji could copy them.

He had once again copied the move Yukimura used when scoring last time.

"First service delay."

At the same time.

"Service delay, Bing Di Xue Yuan Kabaji Munehiro scores."

However...

Cold light rose in his eyes, Atobe's gaze remained on Yukimura, his face as cold as frost.

"Yukimura actually...?"

Tap tap tap!

The tall body sprinted on the court, and after arriving at midcourt, he leaped upward suddenly.

"That's it, take advantage of Yukimura not recovering consciousness to launch a fast attack."

Whoosh.

"What exactly happened?!"

It was just that Yukimura should be carrying out his own tennis...

Facing the short explosive volley hit by Kabaji, Yukimura still had that light and breezy expression on his face, taking confident steps.

"Must wake up, Kabaji."

"It has begun..."

Outside the court, Atobe also immediately shouted: "Kabaji!!"

"Training isn't about who requires you to practice, but that you must want to practice yourself..."

"How is that possible!"

Patta patta

The tennis ball dropped beside Yukimura, but he had no reaction, standing blankly in place, motionless.

"Game, Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School Yukimura Seiichi, 4-0!"

At this moment.

Looking in the direction of the ball's arrival, a young man with a bright smile slowly lowered his racket; for some reason, his smile had a refreshing feeling.

But the next second.

The referee announced the score somewhat helplessly; this was also his first time seeing such a match.

"Thank you very much, I saw something very beautiful."

Swish!

The tennis ball was tossed up, and he snapped it downward with force.

His gaze swept over Kabaji, who was standing blankly in place, Yukimura tossed the tennis ball in his hand into mid-air, wearing a smile, preparing to hit the final serve of this game.

Bang!

His arm snapped downward, and white light appeared.

"How could it only last for such a short while?!"

The response to Sanada's urging for training in the past echoed in his ears, but Mori Jusaburou felt as if the boomerang he had thrown in the past had hit himself.

"I have fully witnessed your ability, unfortunately..."

Swish!

The tennis ball soared into mid-air.

"For that guy, this is probably the first time." Jackal Kuwahara said softly.

Atobe's gaze narrowed; he had ultimately bet correctly.

Cold light flashed in Atobe's eyes, and he shouted: "Wake up, Kabaji!"

Changing the power of moves at will according to the match situation was even less of a problem; wanting to reach Yukimura's realm by copying Yukimura's moves was almost impossible.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, the referee in the high chair urged.

As for when to break free from the state of losing his five senses, he was no longer in a hurry.

"Second service delay, Bing Di Xue Yuan Kabaji Munehiro scores, 40-15!"

Tap tap

Kabaji was strange about his feelings, but had no hesitation, rushing toward the tennis ball without hesitation, and placed his other hand on the racket, attempting to use both hands to control it.

Marui Bunta curved his lips slightly, a smile on his face.

Bang!

A sharp stream of light shot out beside Kabaji's feet.

"This student, hurry and serve the next ball!"

Bang!

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

"To actually lose to a junior, it really is shameful, heh heh."

Kabaji's expression froze, the tennis ball had already been pulled and flown past his side.

Oshitari and Chitose, who also knew the plan, thought to themselves.

He immediately reacted; when he deprived the opponent of their five senses, Kabaji was also using the exact same move to return it, but he had always maintained absolute stability in his mental power, so the loss of five senses had never taken effect.

Seeing the fierce tennis ball roaring toward him, a spectator revealed terror, hurriedly hugging his head with both hands and lunging to the side.

Seeing Kabaji's appearance, Yukimura had long anticipated it; he tossed the tennis ball into mid-air, not giving the opponent a chance to react.

In the second before the light in his eyes completely dimmed, such a thought flashed through Yukimura's heart.

The match ended, and Yukimura said this to Kabaji in front of the net.

Seeing this scene, Atobe's gaze narrowed, his expression solemn; the match would start to have opportunities from now on.

A trace of stubbornness flashed on his honest face, Kabaji pressed his body's center of gravity toward the front side, and his racket slammed down with a powerful force in time!

Liu Lian Er's notebook was crumpled by his force; not only had the tactical arrangement for Bing Di been wrong, but even the information on Kabaji had omissions.

At this time, it was Kabaji's service game.

Atobe's command fell, and Kabaji's honest response followed.

Bang!

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

His arm rolled the racket, his gaze accurately capturing that fast, accurate, and ruthless drive shot, the racket instantly turning into a residual shadow.

"Ba-a-woo!!"

"Bing Di Xue Yuan Kabaji Munehiro scores, 40-30!"

"How could it be?!"

Moreover, according to his familiarity with the deprivation of five senses, Kabaji's mental power couldn't last long; even if he didn't deliberately break free, once time was up, he would be able to recover his five senses.

"It looks like that guy named Kabaji is in disbelief that he was returned the favor with the same move."

When the Rikkai team was surprised, the smile on Yukimura's face quietly dissipated, and a dangerous aura rose in his eyes.

Hearing this familiar voice, the Bing Di team's eyes lit up, while the Rikkai team's hearts sank.

"Kabaji-kun, you can no longer copy any of my ball skills."

"The winner is... Bing Di!"

Seeing the scene he had been looking forward to in his heart, a sneer flashed on Atobe's face.

"Just wait for failure like this..."

In the Bing Di camp, Oshitari Yuushi revealed a look of astonishment; Kabaji shouldn't have been able to make such a mistake.

Watching the young man on the court who hadn't dropped his jacket even now, Chitose felt infinite dread in his heart; with such terrifying ability, it was no wonder Juping lost to him.

Can't see, can't hear, can't touch...

Yukimura lost his capture of the world; at this moment, he only had his own thinking left, and the various memory scenes of the past became exceptionally clear at this moment.

A voice sounded from the opposite court, Yukimura's expression changed slightly.

Tap tap

His footsteps arrived at the landing position of the tennis ball, he bent down to send the racket out, and his arm flicked upward; even for a simple high lob, the posture was so clean and neat, pleasing to the eye.

"Kabaji... actually hit such a big home run?"

Bang!

The racket covered the tennis ball, and a powerful tennis ball fell suddenly from mid-air.

Swish!

The tennis ball drew an arc in the high sky, but for Kabaji, this ball path was surprisingly good, an excellent opportunity ball.

The spectators at the scene looked at this bizarre duel and looked at each other.

However, the next instant.

"Match over, Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School wins, total score 3-2!"

Bang!

Until the tennis ball hit the seat and bounced back in mid-air, he stood up in fear and trembling, cursing and swearing.

"This is terrible, terrible..."

"Ugh"

Sanada's expression was cold and stern, the rest of Rikkai were in disbelief, and Kirihara was even so shocked he couldn't speak.

But now...

"Go, Kabaji!" the Bing Di team shouted, clenching their fists.

Burning pain!

"What would a world without five senses be like..."

With Yukimura's tennis foundation, these ordinary basic ball skills were simply as many as one wanted.

Kabaji's face flushed red, his whole body trembling, as if he were about to break free from the current state.

"The winner..."

"Game, Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School Yukimura Seiichi, 6-1!"

Three minutes later.

The two stood blankly on the court; once the service time passed, the score would be gained by the receiving side.

This was the first time they had seen it.

"Kabaji-kun, not only ball skills, but you can actually copy the five-sense deprivation playstyle too..."

"First service delay."

"Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School Yukimura Seiichi scores, 0-30."

Chuckling twice, he turned and followed the team out of the venue.

"Little brat, what are you hinting at? Take my spinning punch attack!"

"Just relying on that is not enough to defeat me."

"Second service delay, Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School Yukimura Seiichi scores, 0-15!"

Bang!

Bang!

Even after losing his sense of touch, Kabaji still relied on the copied ball skills and past match experience to struggle to hit the tennis ball back.

The referee looked at Yukimura slightly sideways, both curious about how the opponent achieved such a thing and feeling a tremor of fear toward this young man who wore a smile while hitting such terrifying tennis.

The referee announced the final match result.

Atobe's expression changed drastically; the sudden change on the court completely disrupted his plan.

On the side, Mori Jusaburou changed from his usual active self, his gaze crossing the entire court, finally lingering on Atobe.

A violent boom, the tennis ball carrying rolling air waves, rushed toward the opposite side.

Huff.

Slowly blowing a green bubble, Marui Bunta said vaguely, but after watching a few games, he had almost found the opponent's weakness.

Bang!

A white light flashed rapidly on the court, but Kabaji ran toward another direction, and the tennis ball flew out of the court instantly.

Tap!

His feet stepped hard on the ground, Yukimura leaped into the air, the bright yellow uniform fluttering in the air, but the jacket remained steadily on his shoulders.

"Tsk, perhaps this is the retribution for him always imitating other players' ball skills!"

Hearing Atobe's voice, a glimmer of light flashed in Kabaji's eyes, and he came back to his senses.

Kabaji jumped high, gripping the racket tightly without the slightest hesitation.

"Wow!!"

Kirihara Akaya wore a gloating expression, but didn't notice that Nioh beside him had already narrowed his eyes with a smile and placed his fist on Kirihara's head.

"Is this the world of zero senses, the heart-sense beyond the five senses..."

". Yes."

"Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School Yukimura Seiichi scores, 15-0!"

Bang!

A faster, fiercer, and more violent short explosive volley was smashed back by Yukimura.

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

"Five senses... zero senses..."

Whoosh

A low roar, Kabaji, due to his fierce struggle, had a racket drop from his hand to the ground, although he still hadn't been able to rush out of the state of losing his five senses.

Even with a heart of innocence, facing the void world without five senses, he felt fear all the same.

Stumbling, Kabaji's eyes regained focus, and the world in front of him appeared with light again, but there was a touch of fear in the bottom of his eyes.

"Wow, what the hell is going on!? Are you playing tennis or hitting people?!"

"Yukimura..."

"It looks like you finally understand why I sent Kabaji to deal with you."

However.

But suddenly.

His peripheral vision swept over the two playing around behind him, Liu Lian Er revealed a somewhat helpless expression; if it weren't for Sanada focusing all his attention on Yukimura's match, both of them would be in big trouble.

"Looking at this situation... you should be about to lose your sense of touch."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Yukimura's gaze shifted, and Kabaji's figure appeared in his eyes.

Seeing Kabaji's appearance, the Rikkai team's expressions changed; there was actually a sign of breaking free from the influence so quickly.

In the midst of darkness, Yukimura appeared exceptionally calm, not falling into panic because his move was countered by the opponent, but instead carefully feeling this rare encounter.

Liu Lian Er looked deeply at the score on the big screen, secretly swearing in his heart: "Next time, I will absolutely not make this mistake again."

And seeing this scene, Yukimura whispered in his heart: "It's useless, next is vision..."

"It hurts! It hurts!..."

Bang!

A stream of light streaked across Kabaji's court, but he had no action to resist.

If it weren't for training requirements, they really wouldn't want to duel with such an opponent.

Seeing the score on the big screen, Oshitari Yuushi looked anxious: "If Kabaji still can't recover his five senses, losing this game means losing."

"The winner is Bing Di!"

Because just as he was surprised by Kabaji's struggling appearance, a numb feeling came from his palm.

"First service delay."

"Is this the world after losing five senses?"

But now...

A trace of fluctuation in his heart caused an avalanche-like effect.

Kabaji, possessing a heart of innocence, had natural special attack and special defense against this mental ability.

"Damn it... Nioh-senpai, I wasn't talking about you! ——"

As his blue-purple hair swayed slightly, Yukimura said with a light smile: "Although when I say this sentence, you should already be unable to hear it..."

The referee announced the score, but Kabaji seemed to have been hit by something, standing blankly in place.

"Heh... the winner..."

As soon as the voice fell, the racket in his hand was raised and snapped toward the tennis ball with force.

Oshitari took a deep breath, looking solemnly at the struggling figure on the court.

In this void, Yukimura muttered to himself, feeling this strange situation.

"Game, Bing Di Xue Yuan Kabaji Munehiro, 1-4!"

As the military strategist of Rikkai, he had made a major mistake.

The scene of touching the tennis ball for the first time, the scene of winning the match for the first time, the scene of meeting Sanada for the first time...

The scene of participating in the U14 competition in the fourth grade and dueling with middle school students, the scene of constantly winning various matches and being called the Child of God, the scene of Rikkai winning the national championship...

The memories of the past flashed by one by one; this wasn't "seen" with eyes, but presented in front of him from an inexplicable perspective.

A thick yellow light roared straight toward the spectator stands on the high platform, with no intention of falling into the court at all.

Whoosh——

However, since Yukimura had already made Kabaji waver in such a way, then...

His move should be about to show its power!

On the court.

Even if Oshitari used Closed Heart, Kabaji could still copy Oshitari's ball skills through the interference of Closed Heart, and even copy the defensive state of Closed Heart itself.

Oshitari Yuushi and the others shouted loudly outside the court, attempting to wake Kabaji, but the opponent remained motionless, or wandered aimlessly on the court.

Bang——

Everything settled; the defeated Bing Di was naturally full of unwillingness, but the Rikkai team that won the match wasn't all joyful either.

Swish!

The tennis ball tossed upward.

"Yukimura Seiichi..."

"Next, it depends on who between Kabaji and Yukimura can break free from the state of losing five senses first."

"Kabaji?!"

Just like that.

The final of the National Competition would be unfolded by Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School of Kanagawa Prefecture and Budongfeng Middle School of Tokyo in the final peak duel.

(End of chapter)

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