Chapter 25
Bang!
A loud collision sound erupted as the tennis ball slammed into the ground.
For ordinary players, the speed and strength of the ball were troublesome.
However, to Lin Bing, it was just child's play. She casually glanced at it and took a step forward, waving her racket to intercept the tennis ball.
Bang!
The tennis ball seemed to have crashed into an icy racket, and the intense impact turned into nothingness.
"So strong. Speed and strength are on completely different levels.”
Sanada sighed when he saw this.
Although Yukimura's five dimensions were much more outstanding than his peers, his true strength lay in his technique and his ability to deprive his five senses.
In terms of the fifth dimension alone, Yukimura might not even be as strong as him.
To be able to hit the flat ball so perfectly, it was all thanks to Yukimura's solid tennis foundation.
Swoosh!
Just as Sanada's imagination was running wild, Lin Bing waved the racket in her hand.
The tennis ball went straight through and quickly flew toward Tezuka's position.
The speed of the ball was very fast, and the strong rotation reduced the air resistance. In an instant, the ball hit Tezuka's feet.
"Spinning ball!"
Tezuka tilted his racket and prepared to chop the ball back.
However, at this moment, an ear-piercing sound came from the ground, and the audience fell into a daze.
Tezuka's body stiffened, and his pupils widened as if he had seen something terrifying.
Yukura, who was at the back of the stage, trembled when he saw the scene in front of him. He could no longer hide the fear in the depths of his eyes.
The tennis ball slid in a straight line after landing, and there seemed to be no rebound throughout the entire process.
Tezuka and Yukimura watched helplessly as the tennis ball flew out of bounds.
Bang!
GAME! Ice scored 15- 0.
"Yan Huishan, the high-speed spinning ball feels pretty good, right?”
The cold voice woke everyone up. They looked up and saw Ling Bing walking back to the end line expressionlessly. She did not have the joy of scoring at all.
"Yan Hui Flash is another new skill, and it's difficult to return.”
Atobe clenched his fists tightly. As the number of matches increased, Ling Bing's strength kept refreshing.
He began to doubt if he had a chance to surpass Ling Bing.
"Continue serving. Xingcun "
Ling Bing returned to the baseline and assumed a defensive stance.
"Yes, I am. Whoosh!"
Yukimura exhaled lightly, suppressed his fear, and swung his hand to serve.
Bang!
It was still an ultra-fast inner corner serve and a flat shot!
His speed and strength were much higher than before.
"Is it your style to insist on playing flat?”
Doubt flashed across Tezuka's eyes.
Through the first serve, he realized that Yukura was very strong and had a solid foundation.
If there was no special reason, it was impossible to play this kind of serve that only had speed and strength. There must be other effects.
Ta Ta Ta Ta!
The sound of footsteps echoed. Frost quickly blocked the ball and waved his racket.
" Interesting. Deprived of the five senses?"
Bang!
Just as he was about to hit the tennis ball, an obscure aura surrounded his mind, and a faint strange feeling surged into his heart.
However, this feeling only lasted for less than half a second before completely dissipating.
There was a huge difference in the strength of their souls. It was unrealistic for Yukimura to deprive the sense of touch and hold it on Ling Bing.
Even if Ling Bing was willing to cooperate, her strong willpower would prevent this negative state from happening.
The five senses were divided into touch, hearing, and sight. Through a long confrontation, the opponent's mind would be formed with the inertia of the touch, hearing, and sight of the ball, and the three senses would be deprived.
Of course, it was impossible to achieve this simply by hitting him a few times. He still needed the support of his spiritual power.
And the faint obscure aura on the tennis ball was Yukimura's spiritual power!
Bang!
The racket swung. Frost Ice's counterattack force increased.
The tennis ball rushed out at a very fast speed and landed in front of Yukura in the blink of an eye.
The angle was too big and the speed was too fast. Tezuka couldn't intercept it in time, so he let the ball pass to Yukimura in the backfield for a better counterattack.
When Yukura saw this, his expression changed slightly.
Even with his powerful insight, he could only see the afterimage of the ball.
He couldn't care about anything else. He could only judge the landing point based on the inertia of his vision and rushed toward the landing point.
Bang!
Yukimura Seiichi waved his racket vigorously and intercepted the ball before it flew out of bounds.
The return was rushed, but the quality of the return was not high. Ice quickly blocked the ball and waved his racket.
Bang!
The tennis ball shot toward Tezuka in a golden streak of light.
"A chance!"
A light flashed across Tezuka's glasses.
In the face of the tennis ball that was coming straight at him, he held the racket with his backhand and cut it at a 45-degree angle.
Swoosh!
The crisp sound of friction rang out as the tennis ball crossed the net in a light arc.
"How can this guy throw a short ball? With Senior Lin Bing's speed, he'll definitely catch up.”
Before Sanada could finish his sentence, the scene before him shattered his worldview once again.
The tennis ball did not bounce up after landing on the ground. Instead, it rolled close to the ground toward the net.
"This is the same serve as Senior Lin Bing.”
Yukimura's pupils constricted as he looked at Tezuka in disbelief.
Although he had felt that Tezuka was very powerful, that was just a feeling.
Even he did not have the confidence to return the short ball in front of him.
"Tezuka Kunihiro is another genius.”
Atobe's mouth was agape, and his shock was no less than the others.
He had always looked down on the level of tennis in the country.
During this period of time, geniuses appeared one after another, breaking his understanding of domestic tennis time and time again.
Sanada was fine, but Yukimura's basic strength was stronger than his, and now Tezuka was playing such a stunning short ball.
"The same short ball as Young Master Lin Bing?”
"Wow! Is Rin Hice finally going to lose points? Oh my god.”
The audience exclaimed in amazement. It was another skill that could not be rebounded. Since when did such superb skills become common?
"But I finally got a point."
Yukimura let out a sigh of relief. The appearance of the Zero Cut was indeed surprising, but he did not forget that he was now competing with a super expert.
It was very rare to get even one point.
"You scored? Am I that unworthy in your eyes?”
Ling Bing, who had been silent all this while, raised her head. Her eyes were filled with bone-chilling coldness.
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