Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

Chapter 41 : Youyun’s terrifying power

Youyun watched the tennis ball flying quickly, her eyes were flat, without the slightest fluctuation.

Such an expression means that he is going to be serious.

Youyun held racquet tightly, aimed at Atobe’s powerful ball, and smashed it hard.

boom.

call out.

A sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the tennis ball penetrated the court like lightning, and the speed was not slower than that of Atobe’s serve.

The tennis ball flew by Atobe’s side, and the strong wind it brought caused Atobe’s uniform to shake slightly.

Hey.

The tennis ball bounced behind Atobe and hit the isolated iron net on the edge of the court.

The high-speed spinning tennis ball was rubbing frantically on the barbed wire, and there were bursts of harsh sounds.

Click and click.

The power and spin on the tennis ball slowly disappeared, and it fell gently to the ground.

A scorched smell slowly diffused.

“This, 0, 0-15.”

Oshitari, who served as the referee, looked at the slightly darkened tennis ball behind Atobe for a while, before finally reacting and hurriedly reported his score.

“You guy, really…”

Atobe glanced at the tennis ball behind him, then turned his head to look at Youyun, who was about to say something, but when he saw Youyun’s current expression, he was slightly startled and didn’t say what he wanted to say.

At this time, Youyun’s indifferent smile that had always appeared on his face in the past has disappeared, replaced by silence and coldness.

The original deep black eyes now exude a starry sky-like mysterious brilliance. At the moment when they meet these eyes, Atobe only feels an invisible pressure spreading across the court, pressing hard on him.

This is Youyun’s close to 8 points, which is even stronger than Tsukimitsu Ochi’s mental power. Even if he doesn’t have the terrifying skills like mental assassination on Atobe, it’s just pure mental pressure, which is not what Atobe can bear. Live.

How long has it been? The last time, it seemed to be a year ago, when I was in Greece.

Seeing Youyun’s expression at the moment, Atobe thought in his heart.

“Youyun’s expression is terrible.”

There was a trace of sweat on Mukahi Gakuto’s face, and he felt the strong pressure even when he was off the court.

One can imagine how bad the situation is at Atobe, who is facing Youyun on court.

“Perhaps, we never knew him.”

Tezuka spoke.

Hearing his words, everyone nodded subconsciously.

This is the first time they saw Youyun like this.

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, it would be hard for them to believe that Youyun, who is usually plain and easy-going, would appear on court in the opposite direction.

“Perhaps after today, it’s hard for us to see such a scene for the second time.”

Sakura Taro said lightly, the expression on his face was as calm as ever, no one knew what he was thinking.

Hearing Sakura Taro’s words, everyone’s eyes finally turned to the court once again, and they began to seriously watch the actions of the two on the court.

No one wants to miss such a rare scene.

On the net court.

Atobe shook his head, clearing the thoughts in his mind.

After all, this match is still going on.

Atobe raised his arms, which became somewhat heavy under Youyun’s mental pressure, and sent the tennis ball out.

However, the power of this ball is much worse than the previous one, and it is far inferior in terms of power, speed or rotation.

Obviously, under such heavy pressure, Atobe’s strength has been greatly affected.

A ray of purple light appeared on Youyun’s body. This purple is different from the regular purple, and it feels even more mysterious.

The mysterious purple light slowly spread out, covering Youyun’s entire body.

A faint color flashed in Youyun’s eyes, lifted the racquet, and aimed it at the flying tennis ball.

“Uranus-Barrage Enchantment.”

boom.

There was a hitting sound.

A large number of purple light bullets appeared, rushing towards Atobe frantically.

“Atobe, can you see it clearly?”

Youyun’s voice came into Atobe’s ears.

“hateful.”

Atobe’s face was very ugly.

But he has no way, with his current insight, how to see through the countless purple light bullets.

The purple light bombs all landed on the court of Atobe.

However, what is strange is that these purple light bombs landed without making any sound, and they did not leave any traces on the court, as if all the purple light bombs were false.

boom.

A dull voice sounded.

The tennis ball has appeared behind Atobe and then flew off the court.

“0-30.”

After the ball just now, Oshitari reacted quickly this time and reported the score.

It’s just that in his eyes, there is still a shock that is hard to hide.

“What the hell is this?”

Oshitari said to himself.

The other five Hyotei were selected off the field and coach Sakura Taro watched all this on the field intently, for fear of missing a certain picture.

“Huh, huh, you guy, is it so scary to be serious?”

Atobe lowered his head, panting with big mouthfuls, and the lip on his forehead slid down his face, dripping to the ground. *