Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 229: Any strength requires a price to be paid!

This is the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School team.

"Do you see clearly?"

"Hmm! It's quite clear! It really came out of the door to the limit of a thousand hammers."

Yukimura Seiichi and Sanada Genichirō looked at each other and spoke in a deep voice.

In their eyes, there was nothing but horror and disbelief.

And a glimmer of light.

To know.

In fact, the two of them had already entered the state of selflessness.

However, since it consumes a lot of physical strength after being used, it was not used too deeply.

Even the brilliance of Tezuka Kunimitsu's talent was not very tempting to them.

Because even if it is used, it will not be able to secure victory when facing an opponent of the same level.

However, what Beichuan showed made the two of them moved.

"A new path that combines the state of no self and the path of Ashura Shinto."

“I don’t know if the influence of the selfless state and the three gates has appeared on this road.”

"One more thing, this should be the fourth statue of the other dimension that Junior Beichuan has."

Compared to the two of them.

Yanagi Renji, who was sitting next to him, was writing furiously.

While recording, he analyzed it to himself.

Not only them, but also Niou Masaharu, Kirihara Akaya, Yagyu Hiroshi, Marui Bunta, and Jackal Kuwahara were also thinking about something.

the other side.

This is the Youth Academy team.

"What a terrifying existence!"

Staring at Kitagawa on the court with deep eyes, Tezuka Kunimitsu couldn't help but say something in a deep voice.

He is the one who knows best the limits of tempering and the difficulty of integrating the domains.

Not to mention integrating into other entities outside of the body.

however.

Beichuan not only did it.

It even displayed a terrifying power that made people feel hopeless.

“But it also makes people more restless.”

Fuji Shusuke, who was standing by, was also looking at Kitagawa. After hearing Tezuka Kunimitsu's sigh, he whispered something.

Whether it is the advanced field, or the alternative development of the three gates of the selfless realm, or the statues of gods from other dimensions that make people feel powerless, there are also many seemingly insignificant but uniquely integrated techniques.

all in all.

The appearance of Beichuan not only makes them feel pressured, but also makes them look forward to becoming stronger and competing with him.

In the audience, the Hyotei Academy team is represented.

"This guy has become stronger again..."

Atobe Keigo, who looked like a mummy, subconsciously clenched his fists.

There was desire in his eyes, a desire to become stronger, a desire to defeat Beichuan.

"Atobe..."

The other regular players couldn't help but worry when they saw Keigo Atobe in this state.

After all, the opponent he had been thinking about did not play against him in the Kanto Tournament.

Even if you haven't experienced it yourself, you can still feel it a little bit.

"Do not worry."

"I won't mess around."

"I am the chosen one, Atobe Keigo!"

Noticing everyone's gazes, Atobe Keigo took a deep breath.

Then he spoke loudly to everyone in a very proud manner.

But there was a contradictory glint in his eyes.

This is the Liujiao Middle School team.

"Hoo ho ho..."

"A new path has emerged."

"only--"

“How many years have passed since the emergence of tennis?”

“Countless amazing people have tried to forge new paths, but how many of them have survived?”

“The road is made by people walking. If no one walks on it, it is not a road.”

The old man who was drowsy in the previous second opened and closed his eyes slightly in the next second.

The cloudy eyes reflected the young man on the court, and a gleam of light flashed by.

Then he began to mutter to himself.

"Dad, is there something wrong with Junior Beichuan?"

Saeki Torajiro, who was sitting next to him, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously.

Although I don't have much interaction with Beichuan and the others.

But before that, Kitagawa helped Aoi Kentaro.

It is reasonable for him to repay the favor.

"It's not wrong."

"The road ahead will be difficult~!"

Shaking his head, Dad sighed softly.

[Looks like I need to remind you~]

[Then, the choice will be up to you, young man.]

Hear the words.

Saeki Torajiro was slightly stunned.

But just when he was about to continue asking, his father had already fallen asleep.

In the end, he could only look at Kitagawa on the court with a look of worry.

Compared to the sidelines.

At this moment on the court.

Echizen Ryoma still didn't move at all.

He stood there in a daze, looking at Beichuan across from him.

You could also say he was looking at the tall figure holding the sword.

Faintly, it seemed as if there was still the sound of sword chanting in my ears.

all in all.

I dare not move at all.

It felt like his throat would be cut in the next second.

Even if the ball has already fallen, even if the dust on the court has settled, even if the referee's whistle has been blown a long time ago.

Bang~!

Just as the referee on the podium was about to remind Ryoma Echizen to get into position.

The racket in Ryoma Echizen's hand fell directly to the ground.

The hand that was originally holding it was still trembling slightly.

It may be related to his previous display of skills, or it may be due to the fact that he took on several of Kitagawa's balls.

Of course, it may also be that he was shocked by the previous goal.

"How about it?"

When she grinned, her white teeth looked especially white and crystal clear in the sunlight.

Beichuan asked softly with a twinkle in his eyes.

The silence was broken in an instant.

"..."

Gradually coming back to his senses, Echizen Ryoma clenched his empty hands and fell silent.

He glanced at the racket on the ground, then looked at Beichuan opposite him, his eyes full of complexity.

"call......"

"Very strong!"

"It was so strong that it suffocated me."

"but--"

"I won't admit defeat!"

"Even if we lose, we must lose standing!"

He took a deep breath.

Echizen Ryoma answered Kitagawa in a strong voice.

It can be said.

This game was definitely very beneficial for him.

Not only did he learn about his own kendo tennis problems, but he also witnessed a powerful sword.

Logically speaking, continuing would be completely asking for trouble.

The same is true.

He had just entered the national level and had to compete with Beichuan, who had been at the professional level for a long time. Even with the halo of the protagonist, there was no way he could do it.

however.

This game is not just about him and Beichuan.

It is also the final of the Kanto Tournament between the Seigakuen team and Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.

If it was a personal matter before, it is now a serious matter for the greater good.

"That's it~"

"Then it depends on how long you can hold on, Xiao Yueyue."

After taking a deep look at Echizen Ryoma.

Beichuan walked towards the serving position.