Prince of Tennis: The Emperor's Eye

After the game, Akashi returned to the coaching booth and asked Tezuka to go back to the audience to digest the perfect feeling just now. I believe that with Tezuka's talent, he will soon be able to open it on his own.

After Akashi took a break in the coaching booth, the dizziness subsided a lot. This feeling was not good. Akashi no longer planned to use this trick in the short term. Anyway, all the regulars have almost found their own tennis path.

He can also return to singles, and at the same time, he can focus on improving his own strength. At least before contacting U17, he must have the strength to compete with Byodoin and Oni.

The singles match was about to start. Akatsuki had already finished warming up and came to the sidelines to prepare for the match. Akashi did not tell Akatsuki anything. He believed that Akatsuki knew what to do.

On the other side, Yukimura felt relieved after seeing Akatsuki appear. It seemed that the plan had not deviated too much. Yanagi Renji had originally speculated that Akatsuki should appear in the singles match, and now it was indeed the case.

Yukimura turned his head and looked at Maori, who looked helpless, and said cautiously:

"Mori, you should know that this match will largely determine the final victory or defeat, so I hope you can do your best to win!"

"I know~ Minister, you really know how to order people around!" Maori still had a helpless expression, but his eyes revealed a hint of seriousness.

With the referee's announcement, Akatsuki and Maori came to the net. Maori generously stretched out his hand and prepared to shake hands with Akatsuki. Although Akatsuki was a little unhappy, he still gave Maori this face and stretched out his hand to touch him.

"Oh my~ What a scary expression!" Mori said with a smile.

"Tsk!" Akutsu spat and said nothing more.

The guessing was completed quickly. Akutsu won the serve. Mori shrugged his shoulders and didn't care about it at all. He walked to the backcourt to receive the serve.

Akutsu stood on the baseline and remembered what Kurasaki had just said. Without hesitation, he threw the tennis ball up, his arm muscles bulged, and he swung the racket hard at the falling tennis ball. The tennis ball instantly passed the net and flew out of the court after landing.

"15-0!"

Mori's pupils condensed. The serve just now made him unable to react for a while. 'It seems that I can't be careless', Mori thought secretly.

"The ball speed is 199 kilometers! It seems that Akutsu's strength has improved again. He is really a monster!" Yanagi Renji said in surprise.

"Don't worry, Renji! Senior Mori will not lose!" said Sanada who had finished the ice compress.

Akutsu hit another super-fast serve. This time, Maori's attention was completely focused. He rushed to the landing point quickly and hit the tennis ball back.

Akutsu was not to be outdone. His wild movements surprised some viewers who watched for the first time. The fierce confrontation between the two did not last long, and soon Akutsu gained the upper hand.

Although Maori and Akutsu are both national-level players, Akutsu's unusual movements make it difficult for people to adapt in a short period of time, so Maori didn't notice that there was a flaw, and Akutsu seized the opportunity to score another point.

"30-0!"

Akashi watched Maori on the sidelines, and he also felt a little emotional. Maori's playing style is actually closer to Shiraishi, but he is not as extremely balanced as Shiraishi, but there is nothing particularly outstanding.

In the original work, the only impression of Maori is the two moves of sleeping and forced dislocation. He is a player with amazing perseverance, excellent and balanced five dimensions, but no strong skills.

Such a Maori is easier for Akutsu to deal with. In pure tennis confrontation, Akutsu has never been afraid of anyone. As expected, facing Akutsu who always makes some unexpected returns, Maori finds it quite difficult to deal with it.

"40-0!"

"GAME! Fudomine! 1-0!"

It was Maori's turn to serve. Standing at the baseline, Maori took a deep breath. The cynical expression on his face had completely disappeared, replaced by an extremely solemn expression. After quickly sending the tennis ball, he rushed to the net.

For Maori, intercepting at the net is better. His left and right movement is very outstanding, but his forward and backward movement is not so flexible.

Akutsu is also a guy who only knows how to attack. After the return, he rushed to the net without saying a word. The two started a high-speed attack again at the net, but Maori has gradually adapted to Akutsu's

Playing style, so Akutsu can no longer score as easily as before.

"15-0!"

"15-15!"

"15-30!"

"15-40!"

"30-40!"

But overall, Akutsu still has the upper hand, and unknowingly, a black and red aura rises from Akutsu's body, and he enters a wild state.

"GAME! Fudomine! 2-0!"

Akutsu in a wild state, both reaction and explosive power have been improved to a higher level, which makes Maori difficult to deal with for a while, but Maori's face is not panicked.

In the third game, Akutsu still played a super high-speed serve, and with the blessing of wildness, the ball speed has exceeded 200 kilometers, surpassing the heavy artillery serve of Houtaro in the original work.

Faced with such a high-speed serve, Mao Li closed his eyes and fell asleep. When the tennis ball flew over, Mao Li opened his eyes instantly, his pupils turned purple, and his body, driven by instinct, quickly caught up with the tennis ball. That action had an indescribable beauty.

Sleeping Mao Li

Ma Li's sleep is very different from Jiro's. Jiro's sleep is due to physical reasons, so Mao Li taught him how to let the body act on instinct, while Mao Li's own method is a kind of accumulation method. The body falls into sleep to accumulate strength, but it greatly improves concentration and can distinguish the opponent's movements and ball types in an instant.

The body falls into a short sleep to accumulate and can burst out stronger power. It can be said that it is Mao Li's unique special state skill. Once he uses this trick, it often means that he is completely serious.

Sure enough, the sleeping Mao Li seemed to be at ease in the attack of the opposite side Akutsu. Although he closed his eyes, it did not affect his return at all, which made Akutsu slowly become irritable.

"0-15!"

"0-30!"

"15-30!"

"15-40!"

"GAME! Rikkai University High School! 2-1! Change venue!"

Mori won the third game in a sleeping state, and Akutsu looked at Mori with his eyes closed, and his heart became more and more unhappy, but Mori woke up immediately and returned to the coaching seat to replenish water.

"How is Mori-senpai? Can you still handle it?" Yukimura asked Mori with a smile.

"Just barely~ After all, the opponent is not a simple opponent!" Mori replied casually.

On the other side, Akashi looked at the somewhat irritable Akutsu and slowly said:

"Calm down, Akutsu! Your strength is not inferior to your opponent, don't let your emotions control your actions!"

"Got it! Don't order me!" Akutsu said impatiently, but his breathing became steady.

After the venue was changed, the two sides started the game again. It was still a fierce confrontation. Akatsuki's bombardment and Maori's beautiful movements formed a sharp contrast.

Akashi, who was on the sidelines, took out the racket and put it on his legs, and then continued to look at the court. The two did not give in to each other, and the score kept rising alternately.

"GAME! Rikkai University High School! 2-2!"

"GAME! Fudomine! 3-2!"

"GAME! Fudomine! 4-2! Change venue!"

"GAME! Rikkai University High School! 4-3!"

"GAME! Rikkai University High School! 4-4!"

Soon the game was tied at 4-4, which was actually beyond the expectations of Yukimura and Yanagi Renji. Originally in their plan, Maori should have been able to suppress Akatsuki, but now it seems that they are obviously evenly matched.

At this moment, Akutsu, who was standing at the baseline preparing to serve, saw Akashi holding out his racket. He made up his mind and did not hesitate. The tennis ball in his hand suddenly emitted a golden light, and a tennis ball like a cannonball blasted towards Maori's half of the court, but Akashi could clearly feel that Akutsu still withdrew some of his strength.

"Light hit!"

After Maori felt the serve, his eyes opened instantly, and then he actually held the racket with both hands to prepare for the ball. After the tennis ball blasted dense cracks on the ground, it continued to fly towards Maori behind.

At the moment Maori received the ball, an extremely huge impact force came from his arms, but he gritted his teeth and forced himself not to let go of the racket. In the end, a burnt tennis ball slowly fell to the ground, and Maori's racket string had broken for the most part.

"15-0!"

"Oh? Can you barely block this level of light hit? It's amazing~ Maori Jusaburo!" Akashi said softly.

The referee announced a timeout for the match. Mao Li came to the sidelines to change his racket. Yukimura asked with some concern:

"Mori-senpai, are you okay? Are you injured?"

"I'm fine, Minister! But I may have to fight hard in this game!" Maori said with a wry smile.

Yukimura frowned and fell silent. Although he had seen Akutsu's semi-finished light shot before, and Yanagi Renji had also heard about the match between Fudomine and Shironari Shonan, he didn't expect that even Mori-senpai couldn't completely block it. This time it was difficult.

The game started again. Akutsu had no worries and hit the light shot again, while Maori used all his strength to hit back. Although it was better than before, at least the racket was not damaged, but just blocking it had exhausted his strength and he had no ability to hit back.

"30-0!"

"It's really troublesome~" Maori said distressedly.

Akashi looked at Akutsu with a strange look on the sidelines. He didn't expect Akutsu to suppress the power of the light shot. He had originally planned to intercept it to avoid accidentally hurting the audience. The full power of the light shot was definitely not something that Maori could resist now.

Then, as before, Akutsu still played the light shot serve. Although Maori on the opposite side tried very hard, it was a pity that it had no effect. It was good enough to be able to block it.

"40-0!"

"GAME! Fudomine! 5-4! Exchange venue!"

Maori looked at his hands that had begun to tremble and smiled bitterly again. The chances of him winning this game were already very small, unless he could think of a way to deal with the light shot.

It can be said that if you don't know the super sweet spot technique, it's a fool's dream to want to hit back the light shot, even if it's an incomplete light shot. You have to know that this trick in the hands of Byodoin was used by ghosts from another dimension.

It was Maori's turn to serve again. Although Maori thought that the chances of winning were not great, he still wanted to give it a try. It would be too lame to give up like this.

At this moment, Maori couldn't help but think of Sanada, the deputy minister who was usually very harsh on him. Today, he would rather injure his legs than fight to the death to win the game. What about himself? He would escape if he could in training and hide if he could in the game. Do he really love tennis?

But there was no time for him to think more. The referee was already urging him to serve. Maori shook his head, forcing himself not to think about it anymore, and then quickly sent the tennis ball.

This time, Akutsu didn't use light shots right away, but fought with Maori again in front of the net. He also had his own pride and wanted to beat Maori in ordinary attacks.

But Akutsu soon found that Maori had fallen into a sleeping state again, and he slowly began to fall into a disadvantage. Akutsu gritted his teeth and didn't hesitate to hit the light shot again.

"0-15!"

"0-30!"

"0-40!"

Facing Akutsu's light shot, Maori had no choice but to watch himself lose points. The audience around him was also stunned. Although the power of the light shot was not fully exerted, the shining tennis ball alone was enough to break their cognition.

The game had reached the end of the match. It can be said that Maori had almost lost now, but he still tried hard to send the tennis ball and still launched an attacking posture.

Akutsu looked at Maori like this, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but it was fleeting. Then he played the last light shot, and Maori did not hesitate to hold the racket with both hands to meet the ball, and even roared!

"Give it to me!... Go back!" Maori shouted hoarsely.

The tennis ball spun wildly on the racket, and Maori actually hit it back at the last moment, but the quality of the return ball can be said to be quite poor.

Akutsu looked at the slowly flying high ball with an excited look on his face. When Akashi saw Akutsu's expression, he knew that something was wrong, so he quickly picked up the racket and stood up.

Akutsu jumped high, gathered all his strength in his right hand, and smashed the tennis ball fiercely. The moment the tennis ball was hit by the racket, it burst into a dazzling golden light, which almost made people unable to open their eyes.

"This is the real light shot!" Akutsu shouted excitedly in the air.

After flying over the net, the tennis ball turned into a golden tennis ball as big as half a court, and it bombarded Maori with a destructive momentum!

"Get out of the way! Maori-senpai!" Yukimura shouted on the sidelines.

At this moment, Maori's brain did not fully react. Looking at this huge golden tennis ball, he didn't know what to do. Even his mind had already started to replay. Fortunately, his sleeping body instinctively saved his life, and he quickly jumped to the side.

The tennis ball flew over Maori and hit the backcourt, causing a huge

A loud roar was heard, and a huge hole was instantly hit on the ground. Dust flew all over the sky, but the tennis ball still emitted golden light after bouncing and flew out of the court.

The audience watching behind Maori immediately prepared to flee, but it was too late. Just when they were desperate, Akashi's figure suddenly appeared on the flight path of the tennis ball, and the racket in his hand directly hit the light ball.

A violent force hit Akashi's racket frantically, but it was all resisted by Akashi. Slowly, the force on the tennis ball became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared into thin air. A completely deformed tennis ball lay quietly on Akashi's racket.

"GAME! 6-4! The game is over! The winner is Fudomine Junior High School!"