Tennis: One look can subdue me, one sword can break the clothes of heaven!

As soon as Oreki Yu walked to the central area, he heard the discussions of people around him.

"These two guys are really tenacious. After fighting for such a long time, there is still no winner!"

"That big guy should be Wild Wolf, right? I heard that he is known as the king of football in this area!"

"His strength is not weak, but who is that guy? Why have I never seen him before? He can actually suppress that guy!"

Oreki Yu looked towards the field.

I saw that Yukimura looked a little pale.

But it's still holding on.

Opposite him was a burly man.

This big man had blood flowing down his arm.

It looks very ferocious.

"Did this guy encounter a strong enemy?"

......

on the field.

At this moment the score has reached 5:4 again!

It was Yukimura's match point, but this opponent was also very tenacious.

He was holding on the whole time, even though he had taken away most of his sense of touch, he was still able to hold on with his willpower.

Yukimura judged that the fact that he could hold on to this point was probably not due to his physical fitness alone, but also to his willpower.

"I'm going to beat you to death!"

The wolf yelled.

Immediately, Yukimura felt that his opponent's tennis ball had become stronger again.

The pressure is increasing again!

If this continues, he might run out of energy.

It has to be said that this opponent is not only the strongest opponent he has ever faced, but also the one with the strongest willpower.

If you are a little careless, you will probably lose the game!

"You played well, but I'm sorry, the winner of this match will be me!"

When Yukimura said the last sentence, his voice suddenly became louder.

At the same time, a colorless airflow burst out from his body.

"Is this... the state of selflessness? No, that's not right. It seems a little different!"

Oreki Yu's pupils shrank slightly.

There was a hint of surprise in his expression.

"This guy actually made a breakthrough at this time..."

next second.

Yukimura's playing style became more meticulous, without weaknesses, and his state also entered a state of great concentration.

"It seems a bit similar to my Wuxiang. Tsk~ Was it developed based on my realm?"

Oreki Yuu grinned slightly.

This move seems to have the effect of enhancing one's mental strength, and can allow one to remain in a state of high concentration, while at the same time improving one's own fighting style and achieving a state of complete focus!

on the field.

After Yukimura entered this state, his playing speed suddenly increased.

There is no unnecessary movement in the technique.

One ball after another, the opponent was defeated.

The wild wolf was also frightened at this moment.

"You kid, you actually have a trick up your sleeve... Damn it!"

He roared unwillingly.

But it didn't help at all.

In the world of tennis, the strong are respected.

The weak must leave.

.....

【GameOver! Watercolor leaves! Score 6:4! 】

Won the game.

Only then did Yukimura exit this state.

At this moment, a feeling of extreme fatigue came to my mind.

It made him want to fall asleep immediately.

He was also very clear that this was the side effect of his move.

He called it overload.

It is a state in which one can overdraw one's own mental strength and thus explode.

Similar to the state of no self, it consumes more mental energy to make oneself stronger in a short period of time.

With his current mental strength, he can only use it for about 5 minutes.

Once this time is exceeded, the mental strength will be exhausted.

"Fortunately, even though it's my first time using it, it's still within my control..."

Yukimura breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at his opponent.

The wolf that lost the game was staring at him with an expression as if it wanted to eat him.

"Is this guy going to get angry because he lost the game?"

Just as Yukimura was worried.

The wild wolf on the opposite side came over and said coldly:

"I underestimated you. You are not a prey, but a qualified hunter."

Yukimura was slightly startled, then smiled and said:

"You are also the strongest player I have ever played against. I am glad to play against you."

Two streams of air blew out of the wolf's nostrils.

"You win this time, but I have memorized your scent. Next time, I will continue to hunt you!"

After saying that, the strange man turned and left.

Yukimura couldn't tell what kind of person this guy was for a moment.

He looks ferocious on the court, like a bad guy, but he is also reasonable.

From beginning to end, he never did anything to break the rules.

Of course, apart from that abnormal mental state, it was as if he was on drugs or something.

At this time, someone patted his shoulder. Yukimura turned his head and found that it was Oreki Yu.

"You're done too?"

"Well, how was it, first black net game, how did it feel?"

Yukimura gave a wry smile.

"It's much more cruel than I thought. That big guy must have taken some drugs. His strength and reaction speed are not like those of a normal person..."

Oreki Yu smiled and said:

"That guy's name is Wild Wolf. I played against him once. He's a guy who will do anything to win a match, but this kind of unscrupulous means is still within the rules of tennis. As for taking drugs, it's actually nothing in the black tennis world. It's even in line with the rules. I heard that before every match, that guy would take a lot of stimulants to strengthen himself."

"Stimulants...as expected."

This is tantamount to disregarding one's own physical safety in order to win the game, which is really crazy.

No wonder it's so tricky, even tactile deprivation has limited effect.

"It seems that future games will be more difficult..."

Oreki Yu smiled and said:

"This is just the beginning. People like him are common in the black net. You get used to it after playing more games."

“........” Yukimura nodded silently.

He couldn't change the situation and could only try to accept it.

"I want to remind you that in a black net game, never hold back, otherwise, you may be the one to die!"

Oreki Yu suddenly stopped smiling and spoke in a very serious tone.

After saying that, he stretched out his sleeve and showed it to Yukimura.

I saw a scar running from the wrist to the elbow!

"This is the price I pay for holding back, do you understand?"

Yukimura gasped.

I didn’t expect that even a master like Oreki Yu would be injured to this extent.

The world of the dark web.

Is it so dangerous?

Yukimura couldn't help but clench his fists.

At this moment, he realized the true cruel side of tennis.