Prince of Tennis: The Emperor's Eye

The next two balls were Tezuka's turn to serve, but Tezuka didn't care about the burden on his arm at all, and still played a serve that combined Zero and Supreme Domain rotation, which made it impossible for Yukimura, who had awakened to another dimension, to directly crack it in a short time. "ACE! 3-3!"

"ACE! 3-4!"

Tezuka scored two more points with his sharp serve, but the price was that his left arm began to twitch unconsciously. A slight stinging pain slowly entered Tezuka's mind, but his face did not change at all, and he was still so calm and serious!

However, Yukimura on the opposite side was not feeling well either. Not to mention the physical burden caused by the large amount of mental power output in a short period of time, it was not easy to maintain the newly awakened dimension for a long time. You should know that Yukimura broke the limit and completely awakened his own dimension under the erosion of Tezuka's lonely glory.

Having said that, it was impossible for Yukimura to give up the game. He still mobilized his own mental power without hesitation, attached it to the tennis ball, and hit a super-high-speed serve.

And Tezuka also swung his racket to meet the attack without giving in, and gave the tennis ball a compound rotation, opening the supreme realm. The blue tornado kept circling around him, causing Yukimura's counterattacks to be pulled back in front of him.

The game seemed to have entered its previous state again. The two kept attacking each other, which was extremely fierce. However, Akashi, who was sitting on the Fudomine coaching bench, frowned. He had seen that the two were obviously competing overloaded.

A yellow afterimage instantly passed through Tezuka's feet and flew directly out of the baseline when Tezuka was stunned. This scene just appeared countless times in Tezuka's mind. It was obviously Yukimura's seizure of the future.

"4-4!"

"Now you can't stop me from seizing the future, Tezuka!" Although Yukimura looked calm, he was panting slightly when he spoke.

"No one can decide the future until the last moment! I won't give up this game, Yukimura!" Tezuka responded with a calm face, but his left hand was shaking slightly.

Seeing Tezuka so determined, Yukimura said nothing more. He threw the tennis ball in his hand and hit a super-high-speed serve at an unusually tricky angle. Unfortunately, this had no effect on Tezuka. He slid to the point where the ball landed and swung his racket to intercept it.

However, in the next moment, Tezuka's vision completely disappeared and he fell into the endless darkness. Fortunately, Tezuka was not panicked at all. He was familiar with this situation. His arm followed his own ball sense and the memory before his vision disappeared, and still gave the tennis ball the rotation of the highest realm. While hitting back, Tezuka's vision was instantly restored by the blue light on his body.

Yukimura saw that Tezuka could still use the highest realm in the state of destroying the five senses, and he secretly admired him in his heart. Regardless of the numbness in his limbs, he mobilized a lot of mental power again. The phantom behind him also began to move. This time, Morpheus put his hands together, as if he was chanting something in a low voice.

"Dream Mantra!"

As Yukimura played the ball, various ball paths that Yukimura would play appeared in Tezuka's mind in the next second, causing a momentary deviation in his judgment. Although he did not lose points directly, Tezuka's ball could no longer smoothly attach the Supreme Domain Rotation.

As soon as the tennis ball crossed the net, Yukimura had already flashed in front of the tennis ball. At this moment, in Tezuka's eyes, it seemed that countless Yukimuras appeared, and various ball paths at strange angles appeared in his mind, making Tezuka unable to judge how Yukimura would attack for a while.

It can be said that Yukimura's different-dimensional ball skills are completely the enhanced spiritual version of Alaya consciousness. With the sound of hitting the ball, the tennis ball flew over the net at an extremely fast speed and flew towards the left sideline. Tezuka's body suddenly burst into green light, and his body left a trail of afterimages, intercepting the bouncing tennis ball at the critical moment.

However, although Tezuka received the tennis ball, the quality of his return ball inevitably declined, and he hit a high ball. Tezuka realized that something was wrong and immediately stepped back to deal with the upcoming smash.

Yukimura on the opposite side looked up at the tennis ball flying high in the air, rushed forward, and then when he came to the front court

He jumped high, swung the racket and cut the tennis ball horizontally. In an instant, all the kinetic energy on the tennis ball disappeared, and then it floated over the net and fell to the ground.

"5-4!"

At this moment, Yukimura, who was falling from the air, stumbled suddenly when his feet landed on the ground and almost fell. Fortunately, he stabilized his body in time. After standing firm, Yukimura looked at his legs and clenched his hands again, feeling the numbness getting stronger.

"Is it too reluctant?" Yukimura muttered to himself.

Next, it was Tezuka's turn to serve, but at this moment, Tezuka could no longer keep a calm expression. His frowning brows and trembling left arm showed that he was enduring discomfort.

But even so, Tezuka still hit the tennis ball with exaggerated rotation without hesitation. Yukimura looked at Tezuka with a firm look on the opposite side, and while helpless, he could only choose to fight him to the end.

Yukimura quickly came to the landing point, swung his racket to pick up the tennis ball as it landed, twisted his wrist quickly, and tried his best to eliminate the complex rotation on the tennis ball. Although the tennis ball still failed to pass the net smoothly, it was much higher than before.

"ACE! 5-5!"

'It seems that I will be able to crack this trick soon... No! It's not that I cracked Tezuka's serve, but his serve is slowly weakening. The rotation on the tennis ball looks the same, but it has actually weakened! Do you still want to persist? Tezuka Kunimitsu! ' Yukimura thought to himself after losing points.

Tezuka still didn't give up in the next ball, and played a zero serve with complex rotation again, and Yukimura could only sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, and also used a ground half-volley again to try to crack it head-on. I don't know if Yukimura's efforts paid off or Tezuka's arm burden increased. This time Yukimura's return finally passed the net.

But Tezuka on the opposite side seemed to have expected it. He appeared in front of the net in a flash. He raised his racket high with his left hand and gently cut the tennis ball that had just passed the net. The tennis ball flew over the net and fell to the ground with a rapid rotation. Then it quickly rotated in place for a while and slowly rolled back.

"Zero short ball!"

"5-6!"

Yukimura looked at Tezuka on the opposite side with a frown without saying a word. He sighed in his heart, then walked to the baseline silently, took out a tennis ball, and burst out a layer of mental power again. Just when he was about to throw the tennis ball, he suddenly felt a strong numbness in his left hand, and the tennis ball fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Akashi on the sidelines had a cold look in his eyes. He knew the two people on the court too well. Now they no longer regarded this as just an ordinary game, but bet their future careers on a showdown.

Yukimura shook his left hand to regain some consciousness, and then threw the tennis ball again, but he did not mobilize his mental power as recklessly as before.

With Yukimura's serve, the two people on the court started a fierce confrontation again. Both sides had reasons not to lose. Although the audience could not understand the thrill of it, they also slowly sensed a strange atmosphere.

"Are these two kids crazy? It's just a national competition for junior high school students. Is it necessary to fight to this extent? With such perseverance, it's better to keep it for the world competition!" Mifune said with some dissatisfaction as he looked at the situation on the court.

"For them, this year is the last time to step onto the stage of the national competition. Maybe they want to leave no regrets!" Mitsutani said with emotion. In fact, he can more or less understand the current mood of Yukimura and Tezuka.

"I know that! But they should know that the most important thing now is the upcoming U17 World Cup, not wasting their time here!" Mifune certainly knew that these players wanted to win the game, but at least they had to distinguish the severity of the situation.

While Mifune and Mitsugaya were talking and complaining, Tezuka on the court was once again disturbed by Yukimura's psychological suggestion. At the same time, the uninterrupted destruction of his five senses made him miserable. Although he could recover instantly with the help of the radiance of the heavenly clothes, only Tezuka himself knew the taste of it.

At the moment when Tezuka was distracted, Yukimura seized the opportunity and directly hit a through ball. The tennis ball turned into a yellow beam of light, instantly passed through the net, hit Tezuka's feet, and then flew out of the court through his legs.

"6-6!"

"I said, you can no longer stop me from taking the future. Do you still want to continue? Tezuka!" Yukimura said indifferently after scoring.

"No one can shake my determination to win, not even you, Yukimura!" Tezuka responded directly with firm words.

Yukimura.

Yukimura looked at Tezuka deeply, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak, but eventually he sighed silently and turned to his own baseline. He knew that he could not persuade Tezuka to give up, because he was the same.

In the subsequent games, the two still refused to give in to each other, and tried their best to fight back against each other's attacks. Yukimura could no longer use his mental power to play the other-dimensional ball skills, and Tezuka's serve quality was also declining, at least for Yukimura.

"6-7!"

"7-7! Tie!"

"8-9!"

"11-11! Tie!"

"23-24!"

"31-31! Tie!"

"47-48!"

"55-55! Tie!"

As the game continued, Tezuka and Yukimura were unable to pull away from each other by two points, and their condition was getting worse and worse. Now the shadow behind Yukimura had completely disappeared, and he was covered in sweat. The blue light on Tezuka's body was almost dimmed to the point where it was invisible, and his left arm was visibly red and swollen.

Just when Yukimura was about to serve again, Akashi on the coaching bench suddenly said to the referee:

"Referee, I request a timeout!"

The referee was also slightly stunned at this time, but after seeing that it was Akashi who spoke, he very understandingly granted the request for a timeout. Akashi nodded to the referee, stood up, walked to the sidelines, and said to Tezuka and Yukimura in an extremely cold tone:

"Are you going to continue like this and ruin your tennis career? Don't forget that there is a bigger stage waiting for us!"

After hearing Akashi's words, Yukimura and Tezuka fell silent. They actually knew that continuing to fight would only hurt both sides, but they were very unwilling to give up. Finally, with Akashi's intervention, the two sides reached a consensus.

"Since both players can no longer continue the game, the singles match is a draw!" As the referee's voice sounded, this long-lasting singles match finally came to an end.