Doomsday Madman: The Prince of Tennis

The game officially started, and Genichiro Tachikai Osanada served.

No one saw clearly how he swung the racket, and no one saw clearly when the ball hit the ground. It was not until the referee reported the score that the ball had landed on the opponent's field through the light black scorched marks behind Hua Gu.

It was not any of Feng Linhuo's moves, but a sharper and more violent style of attack than before. This style of attack perfectly inherited Ming Yang's style, fast, heavy, and ruthless.

Every ball can shatter the opponent's confidence, and the anxiety that can't even touch the ball wears away the opponent's patience and confidence little by little.

But that was just the beginning. After winning the first half 3-0 in a devastating way, the fast and slow rhythm changed suddenly, and the whole game became smoother.

On the court, Hua Gu's embarrassment that he couldn't even touch the ball changed, and the two began to fight back and forth.

Outside the field, the ice emperor who had finished the game was also watching the game. Atobe touched the tear mole on the corner of his eye with his fingers, and his eyes became extremely sharp in an instant.

On Li Haida's side, Liu and Yukimura also frowned slightly at the same time.

The others just recovered from the sharp and violent style of play in the first half, and with this slowing rhythm, their tense nerves also relaxed.

But for those who have seen the match between Naruo and Kirihara, now is the time when their nerves are even more tense.

The kind of game where the opponent can hit back no matter where the ball hits, and the ball hit by the opponent is exactly the same as the ball you hit in the past, as if you are playing in front of a mirror. In the national competition, Sanada passed The hand is repeating itself bit by bit.

Like a shadow, the whole court is like a nest entangled with spider silk. No matter where the ball hits, it can be hit back. The ball hits the same point, but I can’t fight back. No matter how I change, I can’t get rid of the opponent’s entanglement. Like the ghost of tarsus, with strong resentment, there is nowhere to escape.

As the game progressed, many people gradually felt that something was wrong, but not most of the players did not see the mystery.

"Why do I feel that this game is weird? That kind of ball gives people a very weird feeling." Kikumaru of Qingxue rubbed his eyes and muttered to himself.

Gan Zhenzhi stopped the pen in his hand, and said to Kikumaru: "Don't you realize that all the landing points of Sanada's return balls are copying Huagu's landing points? The two people's balls are like hitting a mirror alone. Same."

As soon as the dry words fell, many people were shocked, and after a closer look, it was really as he said.It is really completely copying Huagu's landing point. How can this abnormal observation and ball control ability be achieved?In other words, it is theoretically impossible to do so.Because there are too many factors that affect the landing point of the ball, the focus of the racket, the speed and angle of the swing, and even the influence of wind and airflow may change.

But now Sanada has done it.

What kind of experience is it to hit this kind of ball back!Thinking about it, there is a feeling of cold sweat all over.

This is true for the people watching from the sidelines, let alone Hua Gu Wenli, who is playing the game on the court.

His sweatshirt was already drenched with sweat at this moment, and his whole body was like a puppet on a string, mechanically serving and hitting back. He wanted to stop, but found that his limbs did not listen to him, like a man possessed by a wraith. The body is mechanically moving, running, and counterattacking faster and faster following the opponent's rhythm.He wanted to shout but found that he couldn't make a sound. The whole person seemed to have fallen into a cave that was entangled with spider silk. No one could save him, and no one could take him away from this terrifying lair. Those cold spider threads were like evil spirits. Generally follow the shadow and cannot get rid of it.

The spectators outside the stadium were silent at this moment. They watched Huagu Wenli from being crushed and unable to touch the ball to coming back to fight against each other and then running back and forth on the court like a machine. At this moment, his eyes are gone. Without any expression, only hopeless numbness remained. Excessive physical exertion and mental stress had already made him start to hallucinate.

This game has become a nightmare that he can't get rid of. At this moment, he is like a blindfolded clown on the court. Everyone can see his pitiful and embarrassed side, but he can't see it.

"Enough!" A Liuliqiu member's eyes were red, and he looked at the other members of Lihai University with hatred in his eyes and said, "You Lihai University are so despicable that you use this kind of trick to plot against us! Sure enough, there is a A coach who likes to play tricks is different!" Then he said to the court: "Is it still the Sanada who always plays head-to-head when playing with such shameful tricks? Do you still deserve to be called the emperor?"

There was a trace of coldness in Yukimura's eyes when he heard the words, all Li Haida needed was victory, not to mention that this was just a difference in strength, not even close to the word despicable.

"Despicable? Tell me what is despicable? You need to find a better excuse for not being as skilled as others, and don't just charge your opponent with unwarranted crimes!" Atobe looked at Liuliqiu, and his eyes flickered Contempt, a person who fails to face up to his own gap but finds reasons on the other side is not worthy of being an opponent at all.

Atobe's words got the approval of the off-court players. Although today's game was beyond everyone's expectations, Sanada changed his usual style and almost crushed Fumuri Huatani. It caused a shadow in my heart, but in the final analysis, Sanada did not use any despicable methods, it was completely crushed by technical strength.

"Sanada is a little out of control today." Tezuka, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.

Fuji glanced at Tezuka and said, "Maybe it has something to do with Inaba-san not appearing on the field!"

As for Li Haida, except for Kirihara, who was secretly thankful that the opponent was really merciful in the match against the big devil last time, otherwise he might have a nightmare for a week like today, the other members were silent , because no one knows better than them that today's deputy minister is indeed out of control.Even Wen Tai, who has always been innocent, has a trace of worry in his eyes at this moment.

A game of torture on the court finally came to an end.

6-0, Huagu Wenli was finally carried off the field.

Sanada walked off the field with the racket in hand, his eyes hidden under the brim of his hat, and he turned a deaf ear to the shouts and cheers that erupted outside the field.

Because the match was so shocking that the audience outside the last singles game were a little distracted, Nioh said helplessly that it was hard to play one single at a time, but the limelight was stolen by his companions.A 6-0 was played so easily that few people noticed. It was really overwhelming.

Although Nioh said he was tired, the 5-0 record between Lihai University and Liuliqiu gave other schools a new understanding of the horror of Lihai University this year.

There is only one game for each school in the national competition every day, and there is free rest time after the end.

Li Hai naturally went back to the hotel first, and just after leaving the gymnasium, he ran into Sasuke and his son and Haruko Kijo who came to watch their game.

"Xianichiro, what happened to you today?" Haruko Kijo snorted softly, "You don't play in the usual style today. Could it be that you were really influenced by that Inaba classmate?"

Sanada glanced at her and said, "This is my own problem and has nothing to do with others." Then he picked up his tennis bag and said to Yukimura, "You go back to the hotel first, I'll go out for a walk before going back."

Yukimura nodded to Sanada, and the rest of the tennis team didn't ask any more questions. The little monster who had been nestling in Sasuke's arms suddenly jumped onto Sanada, climbed onto his shoulder and stuck out its tongue to lick his cheek.

Sanada was taken aback, the little monster was always very coquettish, except for Naruo and Atobe, he hardly acted like a baby to other people, but at this moment, he seemed to be human and used this kind of intimate way to comfort him.Sanada couldn't help reaching out and touching its head, and there was a hint of warmth in his eyes unconsciously.

Sanada hugged the little monster and parted ways with the tennis part, Haruko Kijo frowned slightly watching Sanada leave.

Brother Sanada sighed silently in his heart, the younger brother who has always been excellent in character and learning, calm and precocious seems to have troubles belonging to puberty!

The embankment behind the gymnasium is a rare and quiet place. Sanada lay on his back on the grass, a clear blue was reflected in his eyes, and the tyranny and anxiety in his heart began to calm down slowly.

The little monster rarely crawled obediently on his chest and put his head on his front paws, looking sleepy, as if he was left by his master and looked a little sad.

Sanada was about to reach out and touch its head, but the little monster let out a sharp roar. It jumped up from Sanada's body, and its whole body stretched to nearly one meter in mid-air. Standing in front of Sanada.

"It's really rare! Has it been domesticated to protect humans even when the master is away?"

Before he could finish speaking, the figure had already arrived in front of him, and he was no stranger to Sanada's eyes that were cold and sticky like poisonous snakes.He stood up and looked at Fujiwara Koji: "It shouldn't be a coincidence to be here at this time."

Fujiwara Koji looked at Sanada bit by bit, his dark red pupils were full of undisguised coldness and malice.

Sanada confronted him with that cold oppressive feeling, sweat running down his straight back and soaking his sweatshirt.At the moment when the feeling of oppression was extremely strong, Koji Fujiwara relaxed, and the malicious and cold eyes that were betting on Sanada moved away. He even sat on the river and played with it in his hands. A dog's tail grass that I pulled over at random.

"Do you know why he has a high fever and pain all over his body every once in a while?" Koji Fujiwara looked at Sanada with a smile on his face, as if he didn't notice Sanada's vigilance and the vigilant roar of the little monster , the tone was as relaxed as if it was chatting among friends: "That is the aftereffect of the power being sealed. He is still in the growth stage, and his power will fluctuate as his body grows, but the seal does not allow him to break free, just like life. When you are sick, the two viruses compete with each other in the body."

"What do you mean by seal?"

Fujiwara Koji's smile remained the same with a sense of indifference, "That! That is the shackles given to outsiders by the will of the world."

Outsider?Sanada's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes. He didn't think that Koji Fujiwara came here to tell him that it was with good intentions.

Koji Fujiwara's dark red pupils stared at Sanada's back, and there was a bit of irony in his voice: "The truth is within reach, but don't you even have the courage to explore?"

Sanada stopped, "Anything I want to know will be figured out by myself, without your reminder."

"Really?" Koji Fujiwara approached Sanada step by step, "What if you never had a chance to figure it out? What if he left Likai University before that?"

Sanada's pupils shrank, and the most secret thoughts that were suppressed in the deepest part of his heart were suddenly revealed.

Even though he knew that the other party's purpose in saying these words to him was not pure, he still couldn't help letting those words into his ears word by word.

"Naruo Inaba 'come' to us from another world two years ago." Koji Fujiwara smiled with the corners of his mouth raised, his voice full of bewitching malice: "Do you know what another world means? Then It is the place where he was born and raised, with the memories of the past 12 years, where his parents and relatives are. Our world only gives him cold shackles."

"Even so, so what?" Sanada's voice was icy cold.

"For a wanderer in a different world whose power is sealed, if he wants to return to the past world, he must have the power to break through the space barrier. Is the meaning of 'seed' not clear enough?"

"From the very beginning, you have been his chosen seed. He saved you just to get close to you in a logical way. Once you lose your value, you will be mercilessly discarded. However, you'd better pray now Don't lose your life before being discarded. Otherwise, he may have to look for chess pieces that can be used again, and then approach them..." Koji Fujiwara approached Sanada's ear, and said in his malicious voice: "Naruo Inaba has a super brain. As long as he touches it, he can see through the most secret weakness in other people's hearts, and then turn into their favorite appearance to approach them."

Sanada's eyes were cold, and there was a silent sternness in his voice: "No matter what the outcome is, it's my own business, it has nothing to do with you, and I don't need you to remind me."

Fujiwara Koji narrowed his dark red eyes, and a icy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Then let me see, do you have no regrets until you are discarded as trash?" Disappeared in place, only Sanada and the little monster remained under the empty embankment.