Single No. 3: The Captain

"Since South Korea players Kim Du-hwan and Lee Sang-hyuk have lost consciousness and are unable to continue the match, the Japan team wins this game!"

After confirming that Kim Du-hwan and Lee Sang-hyuk were unable to continue the match, the International Tennis Federation umpires immediately declared the Japan team the winner.

Once everything was confirmed, the Kurobe immediately arranged for medical personnel to quickly lift Kim Du-hwan and Lee Sang-hyuk out of the wall and place them on stretchers.

After a brief examination, medical personnel initially determined that Kim Du-hwan and Lee Sang-hyuk had suffered varying degrees of bruising on their backs.

He also suffered fractures of varying degrees in his ribs and arms.

This result left the already extremely stressed South Korea team even more speechless.

All eyes turned to their commander, their captain— Park Guk-chang.

"I'll get my revenge on the next player from the Japan Team for what they did! Don't worry!"

Park Guk-chang's face was also filled with murderous intent; he didn't even consider whether they had caused this outcome first.

Oni Jūjirō simply responded with a strong stance.

Empathy is a very precious concept; not everyone possesses it, and their education does not necessarily teach them to consider issues in that way.

All they knew was that, in the end, their own player was seriously injured by the Japan Team, which could even affect his future tennis career.

As the most hate-mongering group in East Asia, the South Korea team members were filled with rage at this moment.

They desperately wanted their captain to inflict all of this on their opponents, which would give them a moment of satisfaction before they could continue their revenge against the Japan Team.

Just as they were about to erupt in hysteria, the referee's voice rang out again across the stadium.

"The third singles match will now begin, featuring Japan's representative Saeki Muneyoshi, against South Korea's representative, Park Guk-chang."

"Please bring your players to the stage!"

Upon hearing his name announced over the loudspeaker, Muneyoshi had just finished a quick warm-up, stood up from the players' bench.

This singles match marks the end of this points-based tournament!

"Muneyoshi, do your best!" Irie encouraged with a smile.

"Kid, you'd better watch out, they'll definitely resort to some dirty tricks!"

Tanegashima Shūji also stood up to remind him.

"Watch out, Muneyoshi!"

Tokugawa also spoke softly to Muneyoshi. When passing by Oni Jūjirō, he didn't warn Muneyoshi to be careful, but instead said in a deep voice:

"Let me see if your skills have declined. If they have, I won't let you off the hook!"

Both Saeki Muneyoshi and the opposing team leader were eagerly anticipating this showdown.

Based on Lee Sang-hyuk's initial, genuine experience with the opponent's strength, it's clear that the opponent's commander must also be a world-class player.

It has at least reached the first stage of the Different Dimension in terms of strength.

However, regardless of whether it is world-class strength or the strength that has entered the first stage of Different Dimension, there are still differences in level and strength.

By the time Saeki Muneyoshi was a first-year student, he had already established himself firmly in the first stage and made a significant leap forward.

They are also eager to see how far his strength has reached.

Saeki Muneyoshi nodded to the person who encouraged him, then stood in front of Oni Jūjirō with a tennis racket tucked under his elbow and smiled:

"Don't worry, Senior Ghost, I won't dare to slack off in the slightest before I defeat you!"

His smile was full of confidence and composure, radiating sunshine.

However, the cold, black light flashing in his eyes sent chills down one's spine.

As teammates, they felt very reassured having Saeki Muneyoshi like this.

"Saeki..."

Looking at the familiar figure in front of him, exuding a powerful aura, Hirazeni's eyes couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"Hirazeni."

"Um?"

Hirazeni looked at the Fuwa the Iron Man beside him with some confusion.

The latter opened his eyes at this moment, a rare serious expression appearing on his face, his gaze fixed on Saeki Muneyoshi's back.

"We need to work even harder... otherwise we'll fall behind them!"

He exchanged a glance with Hirazeni, Fuwa the Iron Man sighed softly.

From junior high school to now, only two years have passed, and that somewhat naive boy who came to challenge us has already reached this level.

"Certainly!"

At Hirazeni moment, Shitenhoji also changed his playful personality and became calm.

The two stood at the net.

Park Guk-chang's eyes flickered.

They certainly knew about Saeki Muneyoshi. Although he had grown much taller than a year ago and looked about the same height as them, they knew that he was a junior high school student.

Although his opponent shone brightly at the World Tournament last year, he didn't really take him seriously.

Because the captain of the Japan Team is Byōdōin Hōō, he believes that only Byōdōin's status is equal to his own.

Moreover, he didn't sense any danger from Saeki Muneyoshi.

This emboldened him even further.

"The Japan Team actually sent a middle school student like you to play against me?"

Park Guk-chang- chang glanced sideways at Saeki Muneyoshi and sneered, "I doubt you expected me to appear in singles match three!"

I heard the other person talking to themselves.

Saeki Muneyoshi tilted his head, looking at him as if he were an idiot.

A mocking smile played on his lips, "Captain Park thinks too highly of himself. Sometimes it's good to have some self-awareness."

"Very good, kid, your arrogance is truly inherited from the same Japan Team yours."

A flash of anger crossed Park Guk-chang's face, but he showed no shame whatsoever. Instead, he shouted sternly:

"If you think South Korea's strength is only what it used to be, you're sorely mistaken. I'm not as useless as they are. You'd better be prepared to die!"

Now that he's already openly open with his opponent, there's no need for him to hide anything anymore.

The malice in my heart was also released.

The previous crushing defeat had left him seething with anger.

And yet, Saeki Muneyoshi, a junior who was much younger than him, dared to provoke him.

"I'll make you regret playing tennis!"

Park Guk-chang completely used Muneyoshi as an outlet for his anger.

A fierce glint flashed in his mind, and his aura intensified, making him appear like a vengeful demon ready to devour anyone he sought.

A powerful mental force surged forth towards Muneyoshi.

"Huh?! You're asking for it!"

Dark Markings lines appeared in his eyes, but Muneyoshi ignored the opponent's mental attack and looked at the referee.

Let's guess first!

"The first set begins! Japan Team's Saeki Muneyoshi serves!"

With the referee's whistle, the match officially began.

"Let's test your skills first!"

Muneyoshi's eyes were filled with a cold light, his left hand gripping the tennis ball tightly as he glanced at the opposing team's positions.

He then looked up at the sky; the dark clouds that had blocked the sun had dispersed, and the dazzling sunlight made him involuntarily close his eyes.

Muneyoshi's mind and body went blank for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, the darkness made the court momentarily dim.

The golden sunlight and the dark shadows intertwined on Muneyoshi's face, making him appear almost divine.

"Hmph, child's tricks, let's see what you're up to!"

Seeing Muneyoshi's appearance, Park Guk-chang's resolve wavered slightly, and he curled his lip in disdain.

However, the moment he focused his energy, the world before him went dark for a moment, then returned to light in the blink of an eye.

In the flickering light and darkness, a beam of black light exploded at his feet.

"What!"

Park Guk-chang looked behind him in disbelief, where a bright yellow tennis ball lay quietly.

"How is this possible!"

Park Guk-chang frowned deeply. He hadn't even caught the trajectory of Muneyoshi's serve!

"No, it shouldn't be that fast, it's mental power!"

Once he calmed down, Park Guk-chang instantly noticed the slight unease from before and became secretly on guard.

As the captain of the South Korea team, although he may not look impressive, his actual strength is definitely not bad.

Muneyoshi, who was on the opposite side of the court, noticed how quickly Park Guk-chang had calmed down and kept a close eye on him.

However, he won't let it go easily with his words.

"It seems your skill level is too high for receiving such a serve. In that case, I'll slow down a bit, so watch carefully!"

Muneyoshi spoke coldly in a low voice, then tossed the tennis ball vertically upwards.

"Light Shadow Fleeting!"

In an instant, darkness returned, and eerie light raged.

Muneyoshi's eyes and even his entire pupils were filled with darkness, with only a flame burning in his eyes, and a surging spiritual power began to surround Park Guk-chang.

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