Tennis: Bind Longma at the beginning, double the return

Chapter 860: Ultimate Spiritual Skills

In comparison, Lin Nan's fighting style seemed much simpler and more brutal.

He simply used his powerful strength to crush his opponent, not giving him any chance to breathe.

Fuji Shusuke smiled and said to Yukimura Seiichi: "Yukimura, if your five dimensions can perfectly suppress your opponent, you should be able to do it as easily as the leader."

Yukimura Seiichi nodded. He knew very well that if he met an opponent whose five dimensions were completely suppressed by him, he could indeed win as easily as Lin Nan.

However, such an opponent is not so easy to encounter.

However, such a competition does not require the use of extreme measures such as sense deprivation.

After all, to some extent, Lin Nan was not participating in a fierce competition at the moment, but was enjoying the process of the game.

He was fully capable of ending the game in other faster ways, but he resolutely chose this method.

The purpose is obviously to demonstrate his unparalleled strength to the whole world.

"Lin Nan is still so powerful!"

"Five-dimensional suppression. He uses the Yip syndrome more fluently than Yukimura and Borg, and his strength is even greater than theirs."

"If this continues, I'm afraid Onijujiro won't stand a chance of winning this match."

The members of the Sakura team were all dumbfounded, exclaiming in amazement and talking to each other.

Not only the Sakura team, but also the players from other countries had the same conversation. Everyone was deeply shocked by Lin Nan's strength.

Originally, the original intention of this exhibition match was to warm up for the upcoming World Cup in Australia and increase its popularity.

However, after the presentation of this competition, the result was like a basin of icy water, mercilessly extinguishing the confidence of most participating countries.

After all, even the main lineup of the Sakura team, which is ranked third in the world, was so vulnerable in front of Lin Nan, so if they took the court, wouldn’t they lose even more miserably?

The world championship arena was illuminated by lights as bright and dazzling as day.

The surrounding auditoriums were packed with people.

People's cheers and shouts rose and fell, interweaving into a deafening wave of sound.

This lively scene makes people sigh that the attention to this game is unprecedented.

Originally, people did not have high expectations for the German team, after all, they sent out an assistant lineup.

However, when the game started, everyone was stunned by the scene before them.

Except for Lin Nan, all other players on the German team were junior high school students who had never stepped onto the world championship stage!

Under the spotlight, these young faces appear particularly vibrant, full of energy and passion.

Although they are still young, their performance on the court is not inferior.

They ran as fast as lightning.

The sharp sound of the soles of their shoes rubbing against the ground seemed like their fighting cry.

The batting action is smooth and seamless.

Every transition between offense and defense was so seamlessly coordinated that it was breathtaking.

The flags on the sidelines fluttered in the breeze, as if they were also infected by the wonderful performance of these young players and cheered for them.

As the competition progressed, these middle school students became more and more familiar with this competition environment full of pressure and glory, and their competition status continued to improve.

It can be predicted that in the future world competition stage, the German team is very likely to dominate the world with the outstanding performance of this group of young players and become a presence that all opponents tremble in fear.

"The invincible Forest God!"

Atobe placed his hands gracefully on his forehead.

Although he was arrogant, at this moment, he had to admit in his heart that Lin Nan was powerful.

In the VIP stands in a corner of the stadium, Yukimura's confident eyes, like those of a king, also flashed a hint of helplessness when facing Lin Nan.

It was as if the noise of the crowd around him had nothing to do with him.

Sanada's usually resolute face became more solemn when he mentioned Lin Nan.

His fingers unconsciously clenched the railing, as if trying to relieve the pressure in his heart.

Tezuka's calm gaze also revealed his recognition of Lin Nan's strength.

However, the audience beside him was shouting wildly, but the noisy sounds did not disturb his concentration at all.

They almost gave up any hope of defeating Lin Nan.

"Lin Nan is so powerful now!"

Shuji Tanejima looked at Lin Nan on the field and admired him sincerely.

The sunlight shone on him, casting a golden outline and making him look glowing.

The atmosphere on the field was as tense as a taut guitar string, as if it would break at the slightest touch.

The audience's heartbeats seemed to be audible clearly, and everyone held their breath, staring intently at the situation on the field.

In the third game, it was finally Lin Nan's turn to serve.

The score was constantly jumping on the huge electronic display screen.

Every change in the numbers caused a wave of tension among the audience.

They held their breath and stared at the screen intently.

It seemed as if time had frozen at this moment.

On the court, Lin Nan's slender fingers tightly grasped the tennis ball.

There was a mysterious smile on his face, but his eyes were looking straight at Kijujiro.

At this moment, Onigirijujiro was in a terrible condition.

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, wetting the ends of his hair and making him look exhausted.

Outside the stadium, the wind was whistling and the leaves were rustling, as if they were also sighing for Onijujiro's predicament.

He experienced various physical discomforts, including tinnitus, sore eyes, and numb hands. These symptoms made his movements become increasingly slow.

"How long can you hold on, Onijujiro?"

Lin Nan's voice echoed in Gui Jujiro's ears like the whisper of a devil.

The sound, accompanied by the occasional camera shutter sounds coming from the sidelines, was particularly harsh.

Kijujiro had a blank expression on his face, his eyes like an eagle's, tightly locking onto the ball in Lin Nan's hand, as if he wanted to see through it.

He was fully focused, not missing any of Lin Nan's subtle movements, trying to predict the trajectory of Lin Nan's serve from these clues.

The ground of the stadium reflects dazzling light under the sunlight, which is dazzling.

However, this did not affect Gui Jujiro's concentration at all, and his eyes never left the ball in Lin Nan's hand.

In the confrontation just now, Onijūjiro used his most difficult counterattack, which was one of his special skills.

However, facing such a powerful attack, Lin Nan seemed to be at ease and hit the ball back easily as if he was strolling in the garden.

This undoubtedly made Gui Jujiro realize that in the duel that night, Lin Nan was simply teasing him.

"Then let's continue and see how long you can last."

Lin Nan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a slight smile.

His voice was not loud, but it was particularly clear in the silent arena.

After saying that, Lin Nan shook his wrist lightly and threw the ball high into the air.

The ball drew a graceful arc in the air, like a dancing butterfly.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Nan's body leaped up quickly like a cheetah. His movements were swift and powerful, as if he wanted to gather all the strength of his body in this one attack.

As Lin Nan swung the racket, the tennis ball flew out like a cannonball, with a whistling sound, flying straight towards Gui Jujiro.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the net, casting golden beams of light, illuminating the trajectory of the flying tennis ball and making the shot even more dazzling.

"Lin Nan, let me see how strong your mental skills are!"

Kijujiro took a deep breath, and his chest rose and fell violently like a bellows.

As he breathed, the dark red mist on his body instantly became thicker, like a surging black wave, enveloping him entirely.

This black and red mist is exactly the Ashura Shinto of Onijūjiro.

At this moment, he pushed this strength to the extreme, as if he wanted to compete with Lin Nan.

The powerful aura was like a raging torrent, sweeping over the sky and the earth.

The surrounding air seemed to be squeezed and twisted by this force, making a crackling sound.

The banners on the side of the stadium seemed to be manipulated by an invisible giant hand, whistling in the air currents, as if they could be torn apart at any time.

Suddenly, a deafening sound of impact resounded throughout the entire stadium, like a bolt of thunder out of the blue, causing pain in people's eardrums.

The sound was so loud that many audience members were frightened and trembled all over, and almost spilled their popcorn and drinks on the ground.

When everyone looked closely, they saw that the tennis ball seemed to be given life. It rushed away at an astonishing speed like a cannonball, leaving a dazzling afterimage in the air.

Its speed is so fast that it is jaw-dropping, as if it can cross the entire stadium in the blink of an eye.

And Kijujiro, who was standing opposite, was obviously caught off guard by this sudden attack.

His body stiffened slightly, and the movement to fight back stopped in an instant.

However, just as Onigijujiro was about to react quickly, a small black dot suddenly appeared in his sight.

This small black dot seemed insignificant at first, but it quickly enlarged like lightning. In the blink of an eye, it was like a ferocious beast, pouncing at him with bared fangs and claws, completely enveloping him.

Seeing this, the audience in the stands stood up in shock, their mouths wide open, but no sound came out.

Their eyes were fixed on the field, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

At this suffocatingly tense moment, Lin Nan's deep voice, as if coming from the depths of a distant hell, with a hint of chill, went straight into Kijujiro's ears: "Sense deprivation... visual deprivation!"

Although the sound was not loud, it kept echoing in Onijūjiro's mind like a spell.

His heart suddenly tightened and an ominous premonition came over him.

Is the vision gone?

Such a thought flashed through Kijujiro's mind, but he did not panic because of it.

Years of competition experience and his extraordinary strength allow him to remain calm when faced with such emergencies.

Even though he had lost his vision, he firmly believed that he could continue to fight in this game with the help of his other super senses.

The noise from the surrounding audience seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier and became increasingly blurred.

Finally, it completely disappeared from Lin Nan's ears.

His voice was particularly clear in the silence, as if it came from a faraway place: "The intensity of the five senses deprivation I constructed is higher than you can imagine. This is much more terrifying than the mental technique just now. Try it carefully and see if you can get out of it."

Lin Nan's words were like a thunder, exploding in the opponent's heart.

The other person's face turned pale in an instant, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He widened his eyes, trying to find a flaw in Lin Nan's expression.

But all he saw was Lin Nan's confident and indifferent smile.

In fact, whether it is simple mental assassination, mental suppression, or light feather skills, these mental attack methods that are powerful enough in the eyes of ordinary people seem insignificant in front of Lin Nan.

Their actual effects are far less than the shock caused by deprivation of the five senses.

This is not to say that those techniques are useless. Although mental crushing can cause great trouble to the opponent in an instant, this effect is often only temporary.

The other party will always find an opportunity at some moment to break through the mental constraints and escape.

By then, Lin Nan would have to rebuild his mental suppression, which would undoubtedly consume a lot of his energy and time.

However, these pale into insignificance compared to sense deprivation.

Sense deprivation has a slow-eating effect, like a silent nightmare that devours the opponent without them noticing.

In a world of sense deprivation, the opponent will gradually lose perception of the surrounding environment and fall into endless darkness.

Their vision, hearing, smell, taste and touch will be deprived, as if they are completely isolated from the world.

In this situation, the opponent will feel great fear and despair.

They were unable to determine their own location, nor were they able to communicate effectively with the outside world.

They were like lonely souls abandoned in a dark abyss, and could only watch themselves gradually lose control of the game.

"Once sense deprivation begins, there's no way to stop it."

The corners of Yukimura Seiichi's mouth rose slightly, revealing an indescribable bitter smile.

His eyes slowly swept across the stadium. The originally bright lights now seemed extremely dazzling, as if they were going to penetrate his eyes and reach deep into his soul.

In his eyes, the outcome of this game was no longer in doubt.

Deprivation of the five senses is an extremely powerful ability, and its upper limit is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

At least judging from the strength Lin Nan showed at this moment, the five senses deprivation he used can fully reach the power of a professional level.

From the moment Onijujiro stepped into the arena, the outcome of the game was already determined.

In this spacious and bright world championship arena, the huge dome is like an inverted sky, locking all the noise and passion firmly inside.

All around the stadium, modern lighting equipment emits dazzling light, illuminating every inch of the field as if it were daytime, leaving no shadows to hide.