Tactile Sense Deprived, Failure!
In order to dispel the doubts in his heart, the surroundings were instantly enveloped in an obscure aura.
"As expected! This is troublesome!"
Yukimura's face turned even paler.
When his mental power entered the ice, it was like an iron bucket, unaffected.
This meant that he was the only one who had consumed his stamina during the high-intensity confrontation. It had no effect on Ling Bing.
He was doing something completely meaningless.
"Did you notice? You're quite smart. I thought you wouldn't notice even if you were exhausted.”
Lin Bing's eyes swept past Yukura, who instantly felt his limbs turn cold and unable to move.
"This is…"
Tezuka turned his head and looked around. He felt that there was an uncomfortable atmosphere around him.
"Tezuka!"
Before he could think too much, Yukimura's weak voice came from behind him. Tezuka turned his head and looked, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Yukura's situation was worse than he had imagined. It seemed that it was not as simple as physical exhaustion.
But Tezuka also understood that Yukimura's call was for him to rejoin the battle.
Bang!
The tennis ball bounced off the ground.
The ball spun at a high speed and bounced back toward the net.
The angle was tricky, and it almost fell close to the net. With Yukimura's current state, it was impossible for him to catch up.
Swoosh!
A figure rushed to intercept the tennis ball before it hit the ground for the second time.
It was Tezuka! He rejoined the battle and recovered the goal that was about to be lost.
And this action also indicated that the sense of touch had failed!
"How is that possible?"
Sanada looked at Ling Bing in disbelief.
If the sense of touch could not affect the ice, then what chance did they have to defeat the other party?
"Did I fail?"
Atobe seemed to have guessed something as he looked at the stage with a serious expression.
At first, he doubted Sanada's words. As the number of hits increased, the strange atmosphere around him made him feel depressed.
He believed 70 - 80% of Sanada's words.
However, from Sanada and Yukimura's expressions, it was not difficult to tell that the sense of touch had failed!
Bang!
A crisp sound rang out as the tennis ball flew in the opposite direction of Ice.
"As expected of Tezuka. If the original novel didn't have an injured arm, Yukimura wouldn't have such an undefeated record.”
Ling Bing turned her attention to Tezuka.
The ball had been very fast, but the opponent had reacted very quickly and was able to make a counterattack at the last moment.
After the tennis ball swept over the net, the traction of the swirl wrapped around the ball.
The tennis ball flew uncontrollably towards Lin Bing's comfortable position.
"Completely unable to resist."
Tezuka sighed.
Just now, he had already made a very strong counter-rotation, but he still could not break free from the control of the domain.
The difference between the two wasn't just in technique. Their bodies, five dimensions, and foundations were all far apart.
Bang!
The dull sound of the ball hitting the ball reverberated in the air. The tennis ball pulled out a straight stream of light and rushed toward the outer corner line.
Rin Ice used a little more strength when he swung, and the speed was faster than all the previous returns. Yukimura, who was in the backfield, could only see a little shadow of the ball.
"What a fast counterattack. I can't see the lead at all. Is he as good as Sanada?”
Tezuka's expression darkened, and his gaze became more serious.
He could not see the path of the ball clearly, but with his rich game experience, he could judge the position of the hitting point and the landing point.
His feet exerted strength on the spot, and he exploded with astonishing speed.
In an instant, Tezuka ran to the left corner and waved his racket in the air.
Bang!
Before the tennis ball could land, it was intercepted by Tezuka's racket.
Yukimura was slightly stunned when he saw this scene, and his evaluation of Tezuka increased a little.
Tezuka held the racket with both hands and threw the ball back with great speed.
Bang!
A loud collision sound echoed, and the tennis ball hit the ground and instantly became oval.
This was the first time the two of them had broken through the control of the domain and directly made the ball hit the ground.
The advantage of a volley in front of the net was that it could ignore most of the spin and hit the ball to a very threatening landing point and force.
"A volley in front of the net. Looks like these two little guys are finally going to score.”
"Yeah, that kind of ball control technique is too terrifying. It's the first time they've hit the ball on the ground.”
"Looks like that young man named Tezuka Kunihiro is not an ordinary person.”
The surrounding audience praised. After a long confrontation, everyone wanted to see the two little fellows score points in Lin Bing's hands.
Now, it could finally be realized.
however
Before the discussion could end, everyone's eyes widened and they were unable to say a word.
The ball that was about to fly out of bounds was once again pulled back to the front of the ice.
Swoosh!
The moment the tennis ball flew in front of her, Lin Bing's arm turned into a shadow and smashed down.
"What a fast swing."
Sanada was shocked.
The speed that Ling Bing used was as fast as the wind, and his speed was more than twice as fast as his!
Bang!
The dull sound of a hit erupted. The tennis ball that had just flown in front of him was accurately hit by the ice.
The power of the ball didn't decrease even though it was flying for a long distance. The moment it landed, the ground shook.
"Tezuka can't catch up to this ball!"
Yukimura's gaze focused, and he quickly ran towards the landing spot without thinking.
He was very smart. He ran toward the back of the baseline and lengthened the return line.
Before the ball hit the wall, he swung the racket vigorously!
Swoosh!
He exerted strength in his arms and finally threw the ball back.
However, it was also at this moment that Yukimura and Tezuka realized that the lights had dimmed a little.
Looking up, he saw Ling Bing flying in the air, his ice-blue eyes revealing endless coldness.
Bang!
The tennis ball had just crossed the net when the racket in Lin Bing's hand came crashing down.
The roar of the smash resounded throughout the stadium, and the tennis ball turned into a golden pillar of light that pierced straight down.
"Oh no!"
Shocked, Yukimura and Tezuka ran toward the ball's landing point at the same time.
However, the ball was too fast and did not give them a chance to chase after it. It bounced off the ground and flew high out of the field.
The two of them stood rooted to the ground, watching the ball quietly roll onto a seat.
GAME! Ice scored 2- 0.
Not only did Rin Ice win the second round, but he also drained Yukimura's stamina, leaving Tezuka to hold on.
The entire arena became silent.
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