“0-30。”
"Hu, hu, hu, what, what is this thing?”
Yukimura's racket was propped up on the ground, supporting his body. His face was covered in sweat as he panted heavily.
"My stamina is rapidly disappearing?”
Yukura felt his entire body was sore and weak. It was extremely difficult for him to even move.
Looking at Dim Cloud, Yukura's heart was filled with fear. Dim Cloud's strange ball skills were really hard for him to guard against. If he was not careful, he would be hit.
He barely raised his hand and tossed the tennis ball.
Bang!
"Mistake."
Bang!
"Double error, 0-40."
The referee looked at Yukimura in surprise.
"Impossible."
Sanada stood up abruptly from his seat and looked at Yukimura in disbelief.
With Yukimura's strength, how could he make a double mistake? What did the person opposite him do to him?
Bang!
"Mistake."
Bang!
"Double fault. Gaming, Windy Clouds, 3-0.”
"Young people nowadays are really amazing.”
The referee could not help but sigh. He shook his head and announced the score.
"It was a blue butterfly at first, and now it's black? What kind of skill is this?"
"I've watched Yukimura-san's match. He's definitely not weak. How could this be?”
"Who knows, but this black butterfly looks much more powerful than the blue one.”
......
The audience outside the arena began to discuss animatedly. However, they could not be blamed for this. The situation on the field was simply too strange.
This was a mental type of ball skill. It was powerful, strange, and difficult to grasp.
Other than the person involved, it was difficult for others to see what had happened.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Dim Cloud slapped the tennis ball a few times and then grabbed the ball that bounced back from the ground.
Bang!
The tennis ball quickly ran through the court and exploded in Yukimura's half of the court. It flew out of the court without any obstruction.
“15-0。”
At this time, Yukimura was still using the racket to support his body and not let himself fall. He could no longer care about the flying tennis ball.
Bang!
“30-0。”
Bang!
“40-0。”
Bang!
"Gaming, Tempest, 4-0, both sides will switch places.”
Hearing the referee's words, Yukimura raised his head, picked up the racket on the ground, and walked towards the net.
Thud.
However, as soon as he moved, he lost the support of the racket and fell straight down to the ground.
"Xingcun!"
Sanada, who was outside the court, saw Yukura suddenly fall to the ground and rushed into the court to check on his condition.
When he saw Yukura's appearance, even with his temperament, he could not help but feel a trace of fear in his heart.
At this time, Yukura was already covered in sweat, especially on his face. A large amount of sweat soaked hair stuck to his forehead, and some of his hair had even covered Yukura's eyes.
"Sanada, I-I'm fine."
Yukura supported himself with both hands on the ground and wanted to stand up, but his arms had completely lost their strength. He could only lie on the ground weakly.
"As Yukimura Seiichi has lost his ability to compete, the match is over. The score is 4-0.”
The referee looked at Yukura and shook his head. He knew very well that Yukura could no longer stand up, so he simply announced the result.
"Xingcun, damn it."
Sanada couldn't help but punch the ground hard as he roared indignantly.
It wasn't that he hadn't seen people lose their ability to compete in the middle of a match against Yukura. He had even experienced it himself.
However, he had never thought that Yukimura would one day lose to someone else because he had lost his ability to compete.
"Phew, did you lose? Forget it, Sanada, help me out.”
Yukimura closed his eyes weakly. He was also very unwilling and helpless, but he had no choice. Not to mention that he had lost his ability to compete and could not stand up, even if he could stand up and have the ability to continue competing, the outcome would probably not change.
It was precisely because he was a spiritual player who was proficient in the Five Senses Annihilation skill that he could understand the terror of Dark Clouds better than others.
Sanada did not say anything else. He looked deeply at Youyun, who was opposite him, and then slowly walked out of the arena with Yukura.
At this time, Dark Cloud had already left the competition venue and sat down at the place where he had just started watching the battle.
"Your skills are still the same as before. No, it seems to be even more terrifying than before.”
As soon as he sat down, Atobe, who was beside him, spoke up.
"All of you are improving. Do you think I can still remain where I am?”
Dim Cloud replied indifferently.
"Humph, that's great. You didn't embarrass me and Frost Monarch.”
Hearing Atobe's words, a few black lines appeared on Nethercloud's forehead.
"Atobe, it seems like you still lack some education. I remember that it has been a long time since we last competed. Let's have a match after this competition. I also want to see how much you have improved.”
"Uh, so be it. Why would I be afraid of you? You have to know that my evolution is progressing by leaps and bounds.”
Atobe paused for a moment, but he still stubbornly said,"
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