Congratulations to the king of the net for capturing a genius

更新时间2015-3-1218：44：56字数：2717

When Fuji returned to the field where the first army and the second army faced off, the game had already progressed to the match between Tokugawa and Byodoin.

"It's been so long, what's the matter?"

Yukimura looked at Fuji, a little worried - the boy's forehead was slightly sweaty, and he still held the racket in his hand - he looked like he had played.

"It's nothing, I just practiced it by the way." Fuji smiled and shook his head, his eyes moved to the venue.

"...completely purgatory."

The match between Byodoin and Tokugawa was already at a different dimension level.Flying sand and rolling stones are nothing, the supernatural light, the power of a ball piercing through the wall... It makes people feel like they are in an interstellar battle or a Shura field.

This is the moment when Tokugawa breaks out from adversity.He has been suppressed by Byodoin for too long, new and old grudges are added together, and he sees Oni and Irie, who have paid a lot for his own growth, being ridiculed, and the power of the ball he plays suddenly rises to a new level.

"Oh my god?!"

Following Tokugawa's blow, the half court where Byodoin Temple was located was shrouded in a thick smoke. Everyone tried to open their eyes to look carefully, but only in the place where the smoke gradually dissipated, they found a lonely Racquet lying on the ground.

——A racket with a big hole in the sweet spot in the center.

(Attachment: The sweet spot is the center of the tennis racket, the hitting area of ​​sweet.Spot, while Super.sweet.spot requires the point at the absolute center of the racket)

"Hiss—" gasping voices rang out one after another in the auditorium.

—Byodoin, the man everyone can only look up to—couldn’t he be able to withstand Tokugawa’s attack?

In the half court where Byodoin Temple was located, the dust and smoke gradually dispersed completely, revealing the man sitting in the back court.Messy pale blonde hair fluttering in curls, white headband, stubbled chin, slightly vicissitudes of a man's silhouette exuding a strong masculine atmosphere... This man is the pinnacle of Japanese high school tennis, the representative of Japan The strongest of all!He is the "boss", No. 1, the leader of the first army...

——Now, he is sitting on the ground, not far away is a battered racket? !

"Nice job, Tokugawa." There was a hint of relief on Irie's cute baby face.But the ghost's face remained dignified.Having fought against the Byodoin, he could not be more aware of how terrifying this man is.In the past, he narrowly won by a narrow margin, but how high the Byodoin Institute has reached today... He has no idea.

That man made no secret of his brutality and ruthlessness, he almost treated his opponent with an attitude of slaughtering everything, savoring... the joy of killing.

...Hope Tokugawa can beat him.Because... otherwise it would be a disaster.

"Tokugawa! 3-3 tie!"

"I didn't expect him to be on par with the boss now..."

"What the hell did Tokugawa..." In such a short period of time, he has... been able to draw with the Byodoin Phoenix? !

The tall and thin young man with black hair has no expression on his face, and every movement is accurate and neat, as if bringing a visual feast to the audience.Under the beautiful and sharp offensive, Tokugawa soon overtook Byodoin by one round, leading 4-3.

"Oh!"

Byodoin looked at the tennis ball that was smashed down by his feet and slowly straightened up, and pressed his eyes heavily on the slender and thin young man on the opposite side—"Have you stepped into—— [Asura Shinto]?"

Asura Shinto?

This unfamiliar word surprised the viewers, but it is a very remarkable thing even from the name—it is definitely beyond the reach of this dimension—so, it is possible for a master at the level of Tokugawa and Byodoin to slightly Peeping through the sky?

The black-haired young man turned his back and walked towards the serving line, his jade-like hair fluttering slightly in the shadow of the late autumn wind.He didn't answer Byodoin's question, he just opened his jade-like lips lightly, and his voice was as cold and clear as ever - I bet my life for this battle.

Risk your life.

Buer tilted his head slightly, and sighed inwardly.

It's still the same, and it's still the same.

That's why in the end, he chose the trick of shortening his lifespan to restrain Byodoin, and bet a heavy price in order to win.That man named Kazuya Tokugawa is respectable, but also—he couldn't agree with it.In other words, there are many, many people in this place who make him feel respectful but feel that they have different ways and do not conspire with each other.

Life is not the most important thing. In this world, there are many things worth pursuing.Such as justice, such as truth.However, although there are infinite possibilities to use time to strengthen oneself and prove one's strength, it has cost a huge price at such a young age, on such a small link. --does it worth?

The smile on the corner of Byodoin's mouth was ferocious and terrifying, and he knew that this lion-like man would no longer hold back his hand after being forced to this point.Sure enough, at the next moment, Byodoin's tiger eyes widened, and the thick eyebrows were full of murderous intent—"I really miss you, ghosts—will destroy you——!"

……ghost.The only man who ever defeated Byodoin.A man who hides his strength for the future of his juniors and the development of Japan's U-17.Yu Pingyongyuan is an old grievance, and Yu Dechuan is a new student.

This game is far from just the NO.1 glory battle between Byodoin and Tokugawa, but a symbolic division of the two eras.The bet is definitely not the old grievances and futures of Tokugawa and Byodoin, and there are ghosts, Irie...

"boom!"

With the sound of thunder and the momentum of the storm, Byodoin's shot brought out a flash of light and sparks, and crazily rolled towards Tokugawa.Tokugawa only had time to step aside quickly, and then his eyes widened amidst the terrifying impact behind him.

...This power is not hitting the ball, but an explosion, right? !

"...What did I do?" Oni murmured as he watched the two confronting people on the field—his efforts inspired Tokugawa to enter the "Ashura Shinto", but it also made Byodoin... …is more frightening to be stimulated.

A strange smile suddenly flashed across Byodoin's rough and masculine face.The moment he turned around, Tokugawa blinked - was it an illusion?At that moment just now... it seemed that he saw the mark of a skeleton on this man?

In the first game, Tokugawa won, but the weird atmosphere on the field made it impossible to relax—everyone could sense that the state of Byodoin was not right.It's a kind... how should I put it, only those who have experienced countless slaughters, have blood on their hands, rise up with knives, and come from the Asura field... have the breath!

Second round.

Tokugawa's temples were completely wet with sweat.Although the jade-like cold and delicate face kept as calm as possible, the pair of phoenix eyes still tightened uncontrollably. ——The hostility around Byodoin was undisguised.Like a ferocious pirate riding a huge wave with a scimitar in his hand, this man possesses something that can be called "momentum", coupled with his strange footwork, coupled with that gloomy and bloody aura... already Completely changed!

...This battle no longer belongs to the space of tennis!

Tokugawa barely had time to react, he felt the huge impact, and was immediately overturned to the ground.After finally getting up with difficulty, he saw that man was holding a sharp knife, with a icy front of snow flickering slightly, the chill in his heart couldn't be ignored.

...like a sharp knife piercing through the chest...

"6-0! Byodoin!"

——And this, only a few minutes after Tokugawa won the first game.

The rough, blond man let the wind mess up his hair, and looked down at Tokugawa who was knocked down on the ground—"Is the challenge of betting your life... just this level?"

The big score was tied 1-1.However, one is standing and the other is lying down, the former is domineering, while the latter is already left and right.On Irie's face, which is always good at concealing expressions, he could no longer restrain himself from revealing the most genuine worry: "Tokugawa..."

"Boss, from the beginning of the battle two years ago...he has an unusual obsession with victory....will give the opponent he encounters humiliation that he can no longer stand up, and shatters his self-confidence."

——The man who used tennis balls to force people to surrender.

He is the king of the pinnacle.

"I heard that on the world stage, I beat others to the ground..."

"Many of the opponents who lost were so desperate that they gave up tennis."

"..."

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(The author's small complaint: After reading the description of Byodoin, do you feel familiar? The master seems to have described it like this before he appeared on the court? What about "opponents no longer want to play tennis", "failure is never allowed" and the like .Should I say that the best people all have something in common or does XF like it? The boss is set like this?)