Chapter 433: A Spiritual Duel from the Sidelines
"Spiritual assassins?"
Junior high school students are a little scared and a little confused. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
This is the disadvantage of not seeing the world. For people in the fifth realm like Irie and ghosts, it naturally doesn't matter, but for junior high school students whose average strength is still in the second realm, it shows a big difference.
The strength of junior high school students is up, but after all, it is different from seeing the world, in many cases, their vision will be limited by only playing in the book, and even many junior high school students who have been promoted to the three realms, the vast majority of them still can't accept or don't think of playing murderous tennis to fight the winner.
"Spirit can also be the most terrifying weapon on the pitch."
Unexpectedly, this time it was a large stone that had been standing quietly next to him, without any inconspicuousness.
"Big ...... Dashi? "Even Kitomo Kikumaru, the golden partner, doesn't know what this is all about.
"Well," Oishi nodded at Kikumaru, signaling him to rest assured, "The movements of the body must be controlled by the spirit, and no matter how scientific the training is, sometimes the subjective initiative of the spirit must be added, which is why our loser group has been able to defeat many high school students who have been receiving the most scientific training in the training ground." ”
"yes, I see!" Qian smashed his palm with his fist and shouted: "It's like the realm of data tennis, it's not about analyzing and controlling the opponent's movements, but about being able to directly use the data stream to instill it into the opponent's brain, and the data in the opponent's brain can be easily defeated, just like the opponent's spirit, and the opponent's mind is lost, even if it doesn't have the impact of directly giving up resistance, but it has the absolute ability to block the compass, which requires subtle control." ”
"Well, this high school student named Yue Zhi has a strong mental impact, that is, Fuji Feng and Echizen have very strong mental power, and if they go up alone, they have already lost their square inches at this time." Dashi nodded and said, "It's worthy of being a spiritual assassin." ”
"That's amazing...... Kikumaru exclaimed, and as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned his head and asked Oishi, "But Oishi, how did you know about this?" ”
"yes, how do I know?" Dashi smiled, like a virgin bathed in holy light, loving, bright, without a trace of darkness. The big stone that is only promised on weekdays is missing at this moment. Behind him, there was only one round of holy light, a holy light that made people feel peaceful and warm, like a mother's embrace, embracing everyone.
No, it should be said that every junior high school student, especially the two junior high school students who play on the court.
"Huh?" Yue Zhi felt the warm holy light spilling from the opposite side, and his eyes fluttered. Looking at Fuji Feng and Echizen, whose expressions on the opposite side were gradually soothing, and their state gradually returned, they said softly: "I really underestimated you, but I didn't expect that among the junior high school students, there were also people who were aware of the existence of spiritual effects, and they could use them so skillfully. ”
This is exactly the result of Dashi's three-week training with Li Xiliang! The strengthening of the emotional aura of the mother of Qingxue made him find another way and directly embarked on the road of spiritual leadership and physical strength. The current Dashi is not the mother of Qingxue, but can be said to be the mother of junior high school students, and even later, the mother of the team.
The mental effects that can heal and give bonuses to teammates are even more terrifying than Yuezhi's mental shock in many cases. After all, as the dignity of the strong, or the rules limit many times, it is impossible for Yue Zhi to hit the opponent with mental impact from off the field when his teammates are competing, but there are no rules that can stop people from cheering for their teammates!
"Poof!"
Just when the junior high school students thought that Oishi had helped Fuji Feng and the others to regain their form and was about to launch a counterattack, everyone seemed to have a laser in their hearts at the same time, shooting through the heart.
"Yue Zhi, this kid, is he overplaying?" The ghost frowned.
"Haha, since the opponent has the strength, it would be good if we could have fun!" Byodoin smiled absently and didn't speak again.
"This ...... He? The junior high school student settled down, and then he was shocked to find that half of the hair that Yue Zhi hung down to block the other eye had been picked up by him at some point, and the terrifying flash of white eyes made everyone feel palpitations when they looked at it from a distance of dozens of meters.
"The ...... of both eyes Psychic assassination? Dashi's holy light shattered when Yue Zhi opened his second eye. There seemed to be a "squeak" sound in the air, and the huge pressure wanted to press Fujimine and Echizen to bend over, but the two of them straightened their chests unyieldingly, as if the pressure of their bones had been able to reach the outside world and be heard by everyone.
"Very good, unyielding heart, I like it." Yue Zhi nodded lightly, and then waved the handball and slammed it down, "It's a pity that tennis wins, it's about scoring." ”
"Phew!"
"This game was won by the first army, the score was 1-0!"
"Phew!"
"One army wins, 3-0!"
"Phew!"
"The first army won, 4-0!"
The roar of tennis balls smashing on the ground sounded almost one after another, and Fujimine and Echizen had already exhausted all their strength just by gritting their teeth and standing up straight against the pressure, and there was no way to catch the balls of the two opposites. Yue Zhi and Mao Li, almost playing against an empty court, soon reached the end of the game.
"That stinky little ghost, it's really inferior!" At this moment, even the wooden hand who hated Fuji Feng and the fierce Yakutsu were a little unwilling to hammer the stands.
No one wants someone on their side to lose!
"It's okay, look at the two of them, although the pressure is so great, they still stand so straight, maybe they can still have a chance to turn the tables." Kawamura said with relief from the side.
"This is it!" Fuji seemed to have been hit by something, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "No wonder, I've always felt that something was wrong with Fujifeng today!" ”
"Clams? Are you aware of that too? Traced pouted and sneered: "This guy is fundamentally different from his usual style of play." In addition to using his signature tricks, the style of play does not have the usual harmony and swiftness at all, not to mention that the so-called moves are also the second realm that he has abandoned for a long time, and the power cannot keep up. This is not at all like the Fuji Feng who bursts out with all his strength and likes to pile up his opponent with his special moves. ”
"Well," Yukimura won the game, and he didn't come to watch the game today, and the strongest one present was Kazuji Kibe and Fuji, so only the two of them saw the clue, "Aaron didn't say, I didn't think there was anything wrong with me yet." Staring at the pressure that can crush himself, he straightens his waist and stands for so long, Fuji Feng has narcolepsy, this should have fallen asleep a long time ago! ”