The Prince of Tennis: Destroying Akutsu at the start

"Kimura, I have to admit that you are indeed very talented."

Oni Jujiro stared closely at the boy in front of him, even he felt a threat from that ball just now.

The boy in front of him was already qualified to threaten him.

"Senior, please don't hold back!"

Kimura Tsukasa smiled slightly, and his aura continued to swell to resist the oppression from Oni Jujiro.

"Hmph! Then you'd better make up your mind to die first!"

Oni Jujiro's long red hair fluttered in the wind, and his fierce face was full of seriousness.

The scar left by the Byodoin Temple on his face added a bit of horror to it.

Whoa!

Kimura throws the ball again.

Ancient Martial Arts - Izumo!

The electric light pierced through the air, and the flat serve tore through the air and smashed towards the receiving area in front of Oni Jujiro.

"Drink!"

Oni Jujiro gave a low snort, his long hair flying all over the sky looked like ghosts and gods.

The roar resounded across the field, and a ball as heavy as a cannonball hit the racket in Kimura Tsukasa's hand in a blink of an eye.

Alarm bells rang in Kimuraji's heart, and Oni Jujiro's shot contained more than just his terrifying power.

There is also Oni Jujiro's mastery of sweet spot technology.

After the last defeat to Byodoin who crawled back from hell, Oni Jujiro deeply realized the gap between him and Byodoin.

Although his skills are not bad, compared with Byodoin, it is slightly inferior after all.

The most important thing in the competition between masters is not to have the slightest shortcoming.

For this reason, Oni Jujiro has been honing his skills assiduously after he fell silent, looking forward to the day when he makes a breakthrough and defeats Byodoin.

Under Oni Jujiro's almost paranoid honing, his sweet spot skills have been improved to a higher level.

"Humph!"

Byodoin snorted coldly, he had naturally seen Jujiro Oni's technological progress in the sweet spot.

I also know why the other party will work hard to hone their skills in this area.

But that alone is impossible to defeat him.

Because he crawled back from hell with the determination to die.

The field was full of gunpowder smoke, and the fight between Kimura Division and Oni Jujiro became even more terrifying.

Every ball brought up bursts of smoke and dust, and the force penetrated the racket and kept shaking the ground.

Tread!

The figure of Kimura Si stepped forward quickly, and the hem of his clothes was blown by the air current and made a rattling sound.

Whoosh!
His body flew into the air, and Kimura Division's arm pressed down on the flying tennis cap again.

boom!
The strength, the weight of the body plus the rotation, all of Kimura's balls were superimposed, and a golden light bloomed.

The strong rotation caused the ball to bounce high, and Oni Jujiro only had time to sideways slightly to avoid it.

The ball flew into the sky against the side of his cheek.

"This game is scored by Tsukasa Kimura, the score is 1:0."

"Both sides switch sides."

The referee on the high chair reported the score.

Oni Jujiro's cheeks felt bursts of stinging pain, and traces of blood oozed from his cheeks.

The wind pressure from Tsukasa Kimura's smash just now caused the scar on Oni Jujiro's face to rupture again.

The imprint left by Byodoin burst out instantly, and Oni Jujiro's pupils were faintly bloody.

The old injury recurred, and Oni Jujiro's dusty memories in his mind began to wake up.

The two sides exchange pitches.

When Oni Jujiro walked in front of Byodoin, the face of Byodoin suddenly sank.

The extremely suppressed breath just now reminded him of that Oni Jujiro who left a scar on his forehead back then.

That was the first time he tasted the bitter taste of failure.

Byodoin noticed the bright red on Oni Jujiro's cheeks, and he immediately understood.

Kimura Tsukasa accidentally ruptured Oni Jujiro's wound.

At the same time, it also released the ghost who had already sunk in hell.

But the Court of Equality is not prepared to intervene in this game.

Because this is Kimura Tsukasa's own choice.

Even if Tsukasa Kimura rolled down to hell with scars in the end, it was just that he was paying for his arrogance.

Crouching on the bottom line, Kimura Tsukasa's hairs stood on end, and his senses sensed that something terrifying was coming.

Kimura Division's face was serious, he knew that it could bring him this feeling now.

Only the red-haired man in front of him.

Oni Jujiro!

"Boy, go to hell!"

Oni Jujiro roared, and a pitch-black shell instantly hit the receiving area in front of Kimura Tsukasa.

His voice sounded a little hoarse, but it sounded terrifying to Kimura Division.

creak creak.

The bouncing tennis ball hit the racket in Kimura Tsukasa's hand, and the racket immediately whined.

Even Kimura Division's arm began to tremble slightly.

"Good weight!"

Kimura Division's brows were furrowed, Oni Jujiro's strength became stronger again!

If it goes on like this, he will be overwhelmed.

"Golden Jack Knife!"

Oni Jujiro's deep voice was like a magic voice from hell.

With his arm waving a black breath like ink and galloping forward, a moment later a golden light continuously hit towards Kimura Si.

Behind Oni Jujiro, a dark purple phantom of ghosts and gods suddenly appeared, holding a pitch-black battle ax and slashing a pitch-black light blade at Tsukasa Kimura.

Death comes!

At this moment, Kimura Division really felt the threat of death.

The glowing blade of light cut directly on Fudo Myoko's phantom behind Kimura Tsukasa.

The three-headed and six-armed Fudo Mingwang phantom instantly disappeared into the void.

boom!
boom!
"Game, Oni Jujiro, 15:0."

Holding the racket in his right hand, Oni Jujiro swept forward, and the phantom of ghosts and gods behind him also aimed at Kimura Division and swung the black battle ax in his hand again.

boom!
Tsukasa Kimura's heart tightened, and he avoided his body subconsciously.

In the next second, there was a loud noise behind him, and the ground trembled like a landslide.

boom!
The second loud noise came, and the wall skin immediately behind Kimura Division began to detach.

A burst of gunpowder immediately filled the field.

"Jujiro Oni scored in this game, the score is 1:1."

"Oniki Jujirou!"

Byodoin's eyes glowed fiercely, and he reached out and tore off the hair band on his forehead.

The scar hidden behind the headband was revealed.

For some reason, the scar on Byodoin's forehead began to ache after seeing that familiar figure on the field.

Since Byodoin regained his No. 1 position from Oni Jujiro last time, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen Oni Jujiro like this!
It is also thanks to Kimura Secretary that he awakened the sleeping ghost.

Now that the ghosts and gods that had been dormant in hell were revived again, Kimura Si suddenly became precarious.