The only difference is that it is embedded deeper than the first one.
and......
The net of the racket was broken! ?
Is this still a human being? ?
If the tennis ball had been deflected a few centimeters...
No one dared to imagine what a bloody scene that would be.
"me..."
Yumiko Miura's body was shaking, and she wanted to say the word "surrender".
However, when she saw Ye Xing standing opposite her, and Yuigahama Yui standing beside her, she could not say these two words no matter what.
Give up?
Yumiko Miura's proud self-esteem would not allow her to do so.
Amano Haruna, who was watching the fight on the sidelines, had a puzzled expression on her face after witnessing the last round.
"Since Yohoshi-san said that every ball will be aimed at the opponent's body, why didn't you hit the ball back at the beginning? Instead, you let Yuigahama-san fight for several rounds first?"
"It's very simple."
Of all the people present, only Yukinoshita Yukino understood the purpose of Yohoshi's actions.
“He’s putting pressure on the other side.”
"Upward pressure?"
"Yes."
Yukino nodded slightly and explained calmly.
"Amano-san, you can imagine that if he used a move like that in the first round of every match, then the opponent would be mentally prepared."
"But if you let Yuigahama play normally first, and then when the opponent gradually gets used to this rhythm, suddenly you make such a dangerous shot."
"Obviously, the second method is the most stressful and frightening."
Just as Yukinoshita Yukino said.
What people fear most is actually the unknown that they cannot control.
Just like a death row inmate, if you tell him the specific execution date, he will feel relaxed and comfortable before the day approaches.
But if we say that in the next ninety days, a date is randomly selected for execution...
Then, the death row inmate will spend the most terrifying ninety days of his life in fear of death, living in constant trepidation.
In the end, he even begged for the execution to be carried out as soon as possible.
The same goes for Yexing.
Yukinoshita Yukino would never believe that the opponent's ball just now really missed the target.
This is obviously putting pressure on Yumiko Miura.
Through the image of the tennis ball embedded in the fence and the tennis racket with a broken net, Yumiko Miura was able to imagine for herself how much incredible force that ball had just been hit with.
Then Yumiko Miura would unconsciously think about how serious the consequences would be if the ball hit her body or face.
It was very obvious from the other person's body shaking and the expression on his face.
The pressure is on.
Yukinoshita Yukino herself is not good at this method, but she is very familiar with it.
Because her sister Yang No often uses similar methods during negotiations to break down the opponent's psychological defenses bit by bit.
"Do you want to continue?"
Facing Ye Xing's smiling question and seeing the other party casually swinging the tennis racket, Miura Yumiko's psychological endurance finally reached its limit.
She slumped to the ground, her delicate face drooped, and her head, which was always held high, finally lowered at this moment.
"I...I give up the game."
"It should have been right earlier."
Ye Xing had a kind smile on his face, but considering the two tennis balls embedded in the fence and the racket with a broken net, no one present would think that he was joking.
"Since you lost, be prepared to accept the punishment."
Ye Xing dropped the racket in his hand, walked slowly to Miura Yumiko, and looked down at her condescendingly.
Yumiko Miura, who has always been very arrogant and never looked up to anyone, now feels extremely insignificant.
"Miura-san."
Hearing Ye Xing's voice, Miura Yumiko nodded subconsciously.
"Yes..."
"I heard from Yuigahama-san that you wrote me a letter?"
"Yes..."
At this point, Miura Yumiko's cheeks flushed and she explained with forced calmness.
"I just want to get to know you. I don't have any other intentions. This is not a letter of confession. Please...please don't misunderstand me."
"I know that."
Ye Xing nodded without comment, then smiled.
"Then do you know why I threw your letter into the trash can without even reading it?"
Hearing this, Yumiko Miura couldn't help but frowned slightly.
She is a proud person who is very concerned about her reputation.
At this time, in front of her friends, the other party said such embarrassing things in such blunt words, which made it difficult for the proud Miura Yumiko to accept it.
Without waiting for Miura Yumiko to speak, Ye Xing spoke softly.
"You asked Yuigahama Yui to pass on the letter, not because you wanted to get to know me, nor did you want to join our club."
"Maybe you want to say that these are just your thoughts."
"But in fact, you have no interest in me as a person or in the Super Quantity Society itself."
"You made this move only because I am the most popular person in Sobu High School, and the Super Club is the most popular club."
"You just think that if you can act with us, you will get more attention."
"Miura-san..."
Ye Xing looked directly into Miura Yumiko's eyes and spoke every word with a smile.
"You are such a weak person."
Hearing this, not only Miura Yumiko's expression changed.
Even Yukinoshita Yukino, who was standing next to the venue, had a strange look in her eyes.
It’s not that she disagrees with Ye Xing’s evaluation of Miura Yumiko.
exactly the opposite.
This is because Yukinoshita Yukino's view on people like Miura Yumiko is exactly the same as Yohoshi's.
On the surface, he seems to be a prominent figure in the school and the core of his class.
Actually...
He is just a weak person who needs the attention of others to cover up his own mediocrity.
For people like this, the more attention they demand, the more it shows how lacking their self-identity is.
However, Yukino did not expect that Yohoshi, who always disagreed with her, actually had exactly the same opinion as her about people like Miura Yumiko.
It seems...
The relationship between me and the other party was not as I had originally imagined, that we could not work together and were incompatible.
"Okay, it's time for you to leave."
Ye Xing waved his hand and stood up.
Hayato Hayama frowned slightly and said hesitantly.
"Um...Yehsing, aren't you exaggerating a bit? Miura just wanted to get to know you, he didn't..."
"Eh?"
Ye Xing looked curious, as if he had just discovered Hayato Hayama.
"who are you?"
Hayato Hayama was stunned for a moment and forced a smile.
"Didn't I introduce myself just now... My name is Hayayama Hayabusa..."
Before Hayato Hayama could finish his words, Ye Xing launched a series of smooth combos.
"I don't know him, I'm not interested, it doesn't matter."
Hayato Hayama's personality can be fully summarized in one word.
Good people.
A truly good person.
Ye Xing has no interest in the soccer club's ace, the sunny and cheerful Hayato Hayama.
The other person's personality was so good that it made him feel very bored.
Seeing that the matter had been resolved, Yukinoshita Yukino began to take over the game.
She stood in front of Miura Yumiko and others and spoke in a calm tone.
"Since you have already lost, please leave as soon as possible and don't disturb our practice."
A girl wearing glasses came over, helped Miura Yumiko, who was slumped on the ground, up, and said worriedly.
"Are you okay? Yumiko?"
Yumiko Miura pushed the other person's hand away, gritted her teeth and stood up on her own.
"Don't mind your own business, I'm fine!"
Obviously, the evaluation of weakness given by Yexing deeply hurt Miura Yumiko's heart.
A famous philosopher once said.
Lies don't hurt, truth is the knife.
Because deep down in her heart, Yumiko Miura knows that she is actually a very weak person who needs attention from others.
Therefore, the fair evaluation given by Ye Xing has such an excellent defense-breaking effect.
.......
After Miura Yumiko and the others left, Ye Xing waved to Totsuka Ayaka who was still sitting in the referee's seat.
"It's your turn, Totsuka-san."
At this time, Yuigahama Yui and others understood.
Before we started, Ye Xing said something about a cruel test of the soul...
So this isn't Chuunibyou, this is a real trial! ?
Amano Haruna knew Ye Xing's strength best, and she couldn't help but look worried at this moment.
"Totsuka-san, how about..."
Before Amano Haruna could finish her words, Totsuka Ayaka climbed down from the high chair, holding a tennis racket, and stood at the other end of the court.
He gripped the handle of the racket with both hands, with a determined look of being ready to die, and spoke slowly.
"I understand, Mr. Yexing, please give me some advice!"
"very good."
