The Coach Takes the Court
"Muneyoshi, since that's the case, don't hold back! Just crush these guys in front of you!" Hanamura Aoi said coldly from the Fudomine coaching bench.
"Let them see the true strength of the First in the Nation high school student!"
Kite Eishiro's malicious actions and Saotome Harumi Higa Junior High coach's words, have thoroughly enraged the strong-willed Hanamura Aoi.
Blood for blood, tooth for tooth—this has always been Hanamura Aoi's belief in Fudomine.
Facing such an opponent, Hanamura Aoi instantly understood that simply using tennis to awaken these players from Higa Junior High was far from enough!
"Yes!"
"Coach Hanamura!"
Even without Hanamura Aoi saying anything, Muneyoshi was already preparing to make a move. The last person who dared to attack him directly might not even be able to play tennis in the future, Kite is still far from that level.
Therefore, after answering Hanamura Aoi, Muneyoshi's eyes were filled with Dark Markings lines as he stared at Kite Eishiro as if he were watching prey.
On the baseline service line.
Kite Eishiro, gripping the mustard-yellow tennis ball tightly, trembled involuntarily. Of course, he knew a little about Saeki Muneyoshi's personality.
However, he was also the kind of person who would stop at nothing to win. For the sake of Higa Junior High's victory, he gritted his teeth and hit the ball hard, still aiming at Saeki Muneyoshi himself.
"Saeki Muneyoshi, I've said from the very beginning that I'll do anything for victory. You can't scare me!"
"If you don't want to get hurt and end up in the hospital, you'd better surrender!" Kite Eishiro roared as he leaped high into the air.
His face was contorted with rage, bloodshot glints in his eyes, and the muscles in his arms contracted, causing his racket to strike the tennis ball with tremendous force as he leaned back.
Boom!
A loud bang!
The tennis ball hurtled rapidly toward Saeki Muneyoshi's half of the court. As the ball flew out, all the light converged, and the tennis ball transformed into a golden ray, creating a rushing white-gold wave of energy.
With incredible speed and immense force, it struck Muneyoshi's body.
It's still this most destructive Big Bang serve!
"That's despicable!"
"That shot from Higa Junior High's Kite Eishiro was clearly aimed at Muneyoshi's body!" Tachibana An and the others on the sidelines glared angrily at Kite Eishiro on the court.
"You Tokyo shouldn't talk nonsense if you don't know the facts!"
"We can sue you for defamation for making such baseless accusations!"
"Eishiro's decline in ball control is simply due to excessive exertion in the past! You all play tennis, so you should be well aware of this!"
"Yeah, little girl, what do you mean by 'targeting people'? You Tokyo are really good at turning the tables!"
"Yes, with so many eyes watching us, how could we possibly make a mistake!"
The substitute players from Higa Junior High the sidelines, were delighted to see Eishiro finally make his move. Upon hearing what Tachibana An and the others were saying, they immediately started shouting.
"Does using such a petty trick make you seem fierce?"
"Naive, but since you've all made your move, then I won't hold back!" Saeki Muneyoshi's icy voice rang in the ears of all the Higa Junior High students.
Tap tap!
Saeki Muneyoshi neither dodged nor avoided the tennis ball; instead, he charged towards it, his black clothes fluttering. As he moved forward, he quickly reached the tennis ball and aimed his racket directly at it as it fell.
Then--
Bang!
The mustard-colored tennis ball struggled desperately against Muneyoshi's net, but his wrist was as solid as a rock, and such a huge impact did not cause the racket to waver in the slightest.
No one understands head-on confrontation better than me.
Nobody knows better than me what murderous tennis is!
Saeki Muneyoshi grinned, a chilling smile creeping onto his face.
The tennis ball was enveloped in a completely solidified black light, and it pressed back towards the opposing Kite with an even more unstoppable force.
Darkness Shot - Falling Light!
Buzz buzz buzz~
A massive, chilling shadow, radiating immense mental pressure, engulfed the Kite.
"What's this..."
Kite's eyes flickered, and a dark and unfathomable aura emerged from the mustard-yellow tennis ball, as if countless extreme emotions were intertwined on it, seemingly capable of evoking unpleasant memories and feelings.
At that moment, he saw once again the scenes of himself being repeatedly knocked away.
But this time, the image finally became reality.
The tennis ball drew ever closer, and the darkness deepened, as if the last ray of light had been extinguished from my eyes, and a black curtain had been drawn back.
An immense pain swept through every nerve in Kite's body; he felt like a withered leaf, lifted up by the tennis ball.
Eventually, the tennis ball became deeply embedded in the stone wall, and a cloud of dust rose into the air.
"How could this be...?"
The previously noisy Higa Middle School suddenly fell silent, and the first and second-year club members stared wide-eyed at the scene unfolding before them.
For them, it was like a dream; Muneyoshi's attack was unbelievable.
Kite Eishiro over 100 pounds...
He got blasted away by a tennis ball!
"Fudomine Saeki Muneyoshi, serve return violation, warning issued. Higa Junior High, continue serving!"
Only after the referee's voice faded did the students of Higa Junior High realize that they were in reality.
It was only at this moment that they remembered the condition of the Kite.
"Minister!"
"Eishiro!"
"Eishiro, can you still compete? Or should we just forfeit?"
"Hmph, trash! You can't even handle this simple thing. If you had done this earlier, this wouldn't have happened. Get up and get out of here! Find someone else for the next ball!"
Compared to the team members' worries, Coach Saotome was much more ruthless. He didn't care about Kite's condition at all, and instead urged them to continue.
Kite lay on the ground until the pain subsided slightly, and his mind regained some rationality. Only then did he remember the information he had collected earlier.
"Huh... Saeki Muneyoshi..."
He stood up abruptly, looking disheveled but completely enraged and even more dangerous.
His eyes were full of vigilance and wariness as he looked at Muneyoshi.
After wiping away the blood, Kite returned to the service line. Just as he was about to serve again, he suddenly saw Saotome on the coach's bench make a gesture to him.
"Hmm? What's this gesture?"
Muneyoshi, who had been watching the opposite side closely, also saw the gesture: thumbs down, a tactic used to attack the coach.
Bang!
At the same time, the opposing team's Kite also served the ball, which landed squarely on Hanamura Aoi's side of the court.
"What!"
"Coach, danger!"
The Fudomine players on the sidelines also instantly noticed the opponent's intentions and exclaimed in surprise.
However, Muneyoshi was faster than them.
Muneyoshi moved with lightning speed, instantly appearing on the front sideline, then leaping up to stand in front of the tennis ball.
"Chaotic Flower Burial!"
Muneyoshi's furious voice echoed throughout the entire venue.
Clang!
A blade of light, like Shadow Blade, flashed across the field.
Driven by rage, Muneyoshi's arm muscles bulged and knotted, unleashing a burst of power that sent his racket slamming into the tennis ball that had already reached Hanamura Aoi!
Boom!
The entire stadium seemed to darken, a cold and pure darkness gathering on the edge of the blade.
A black thread burst open on the court as Saeki Muneyoshi swung his racket!
The ball flashed by!
A tennis ball, burning with a purplish-black flame, struck the coach's bench at Higa Junior High.
Squeak!!
A piercing crash rang out!
Under Muneyoshi's slash, Saotome Harumi's massive body was directly carried away by the tennis ball, then flew five or six meters away, crashing heavily into the protective net.
"Ah! Ah..."
A distorted scream rang out, and the intense pain of broken ribs instantly shot into his brain, causing him to faint after only a few seconds.
"Violation! Fudomine Saeki Muneyoshi's return of serve is illegal, Higa Junior High's Kite Eishiro's serve is illegal!"
The situation on the field was getting increasingly out of control, and the referee urgently blew the whistle to stop the game...
Seeing the lingering fear on Hanamura Aoi's face, Muneyoshi calmly put down his racket, glancing at the coach he had knocked off the court, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
He wouldn't show any mercy to someone who was courting death!
However, this match may not be able to continue.
This might be acceptable under normal circumstances, but such egregious behavior will certainly be punished in National Tournament.
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