SFS Chapter 430 God King Yukimura, Depriving the Future
Chapter 430 God King Yukimura, Depriving the Future
It can be said.
Just in this flash of lightning.
Yukimura Seiichi made many changes in succession.
From the combined use of Zero Sense Tennis and Mirage Mirror, to the precise force unloading of the sweet spot technique, and finally from depriving himself of the five senses to instantly releasing the blooming mental power.
The whole process can be described as smooth and coherent.
The change was so fast that most of the players present didn't notice it at all.
"Jingshi."
"This kind of mental tennis skill is of no use to me right now!"
however.
Compared to the players watching from the sidelines.
Genichirō Sanada remained the same as before, his expression not changing at all.
His eyes were always fixed on Yukimura Seiichi across from him as he spoke solemnly.
As the words fell.
At this time, the tennis ball also fell heavily not far in front of Sanada Genichirō.
Boom~~~
A dull voice filled with a strange rhythm slowly echoed.
It just hasn't spread completely yet.
An extremely dark aura burst out directly from Genichirō Sanada.
Black air currents swirled rapidly around him.
You can faintly see Sanada Genichirō's domineering and aggressive gaze through the gap.
next moment.
Genichirō Sanada raised his head slightly, and his eyes gradually appeared from under the baseball cap.
"Shiranui, Fudomei..."
A scorching flame suddenly rose up.
Immediately afterwards, a feeling of heaviness came over me.
For a moment, it seemed as if a blazing fire was burning the mountains.
But then the two began to merge.
Just like magma.
Not only that.
Tennis is more like a meteorite formed by the accumulation of magma.
"call......."
Let out a long breath.
There was a dark red light flashing in Genichirō Sanada's eyes.
As his gaze fixed.
He jumped up and swung his racket fiercely.
"Yan-scorching river rock!"
boom!
Followed by a loud bang.
All day long the sky seemed gradually to be enveloped by rivers of searing lava.
The feeling of doom reached its peak.
The hot breath continued to rush towards the opposite side, as if to melt all obstacles.
"It's hidden really deep~"
Yukimura Seiichi stared at the surging magma and Sanada Genichirō standing in the black storm, and couldn't help but chuckle.
But.
After all, he is the Son of God.
After all, he was the one who could dominate the entire Japanese junior high school tennis world.
Under Kitagawa's guidance, and training to this day.
Now he is more like a god-king.
"But."
"I'm not just good at Psychic Tennis!"
Divine whispers slowly rang out.
When you first hear it, it sounds like the loud sound of Zhong Lu.
Simultaneously.
Golden light gradually emanated from Seiichi Yukimura's body.
Quiet and gentle.
But there is an indescribable and majestic aura brewing in this.
tread!
He suddenly stepped back.
A golden light flashed in Yukimura Seiichi's eyes.
in his perspective.
It was as if countless fragments of the future appeared.
Some of them were sent off the field by this ball, while others returned empty-handed.
It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it also seemed like just a moment.
It was as if he had found a future where counterattack and defeat coexisted from countless future timelines.
The next moment.
Golden light exploded, and spots of light slowly fell from the sky.
The oncoming tennis ball finally hit the racket that Seiichi Yukimura had already swung out.
boom! ! !
After the catapulted tennis ball collided with it.
After a brief silence, an indescribable terrifying force suddenly erupted.
Just like magma gushing out from the crater of a volcano.
just.
It hasn't been long since it erupted.
Countless void fragments began to devour.
Almost in the blink of an eye.
All the aura and illusions about tennis were swept away.
All that's left is a tennis ball spinning ever slower and slower.
"Ball skills——"
"Seize...the future!"
A disembodied voice sounded.
When looking again.
The tennis ball had already left the racket and was shooting towards Genichirō Sanada.
Just as the tennis ball gets closer and closer to the opponent.
The previous posture of dormancy was incredibly rekindled.
Yes.
At this moment, this ball was exactly the same as the Flame Move that Sanada Genichirō had just performed - Burning River Rock.
But in terms of power, it is definitely much stronger than before.
At first glance.
Yukimura Seiichi's move is like a perfect advanced version of the Jackal Kuwabara's counterattack.
But in reality it is somewhat different.
The perfect parry of the Jackal Kuwabara is a perfect counterattack similar to the limit of tempering.
Yukimura Seiichi's move is to use the powerful mental strength to analyze the tennis ball swung by the opponent in a very short time.
Then imitate it to fight back.
Simultaneously.
There is also a strong spiritual power hidden in it.
Once the opponent subconsciously counterattacks based on his understanding of the original move.
It will detonate the spiritual power within.
It was swallowed up in an instant.
Before I could even react, I was pulled into the spiritual world.
"Is that my move...?"
Nothing more.
Genichirō Sanada knows Seiichi Yukimura too well.
The first time he saw the ball, he did not react immediately.
Instead, I asked myself.
The key is.
At this moment, he clearly had a bad feeling.
"Don't worry about the evil spirits and monsters, don't be afraid!"
However, at this moment, he had no time to think about anything else.
Just as the tennis ball passed over the net.
Genichirō Sanada's eyes narrowed.
Swish!
For an instant.
An unparalleled domineering aura suddenly rose from his body.
The black color gradually spread and eventually covered it completely.
And in the meantime, you can vaguely see a hint of golden light flashing in it.
Just like the emperor's way.
In an instant.
Genichirō Sanada's eyes were filled with extreme intent.
It seems that if you don't succeed, you will die.
at the same time.
Genichirō Sanada quickly retracted the racket in his hand and then made a posture similar to that of an Iaijutsu.
next moment.
There was a heavy feeling covering his feet, a flash of lightning between his legs, wind and forest moving between his arms, and a fire of war rising in his eyes.
The wind, fire, mountain, forest and thunder seemed to form a cycle.
An invisible and mysterious force circulates in this cycle.
Ding!
The body is in position and the racket is in place.
A sound like a sword being sheathed echoed over the entire court.
Slowly close your eyes, take a deep breath, calm your mind, concentrate, and close your five senses.
Everything fell into endless darkness.
"Black Dragon Slash!"
The words fell.
The tennis ball was suspended in the air, and the racket in his hand was swung out at lightning speed.
The wind, fire, mountain and forest dark thunders are hidden in it, endlessly and continuously growing stronger.
When looking again.
Genichirō Sanada has already begun to sheath his sword.