Please Let Me See the Difference Between Us
"Chitose... was directly defeated..."
The hearts of everyone at Shitenhoji, especially Oshitari Kenya, sank to the bottom.
It's no wonder he lost confidence; compared to Muneyoshi's composure, Chitose's performance in the match was far too strained.
The serve once again went to Muneyoshi.
This time, having learned the true extent of Chitose's strength, he was much more adept at dealing with him.
Muneyoshi's imposing aura was restrained, but restraint did not mean suppression; rather, it was a build-up waiting for the next outburst.
In contrast.
On the court, Chitose Senri, as his opponent, could now clearly feel the terrifying aura that was constantly building beneath Muneyoshi's seemingly calm exterior.
The Chitose's mental strength was not bad, which was why he felt it more clearly.
This terrifying feeling, like being in a dark abyss, surged in wave after wave, giving Chitose the illusion that she was about to suffocate and drown.
He patted his cheeks, trying to shake off the mental interference Muneyoshi had been exerting on him, with its negative fear.
Chitose took a deep breath, and his aura subsided, leaving only the radiant light of the boundless hall.
"I will definitely return your serve."
Having learned from her experience of losing points on consecutive returns in the first game, Chitose instantly regained her composure when she saw Saeki Muneyoshi toss the tennis ball into the air.
His mental energy became incredibly focused, and he activated his body's senses to the maximum.
However, some balls are simply impossible to catch, even with preparation.
Before the sensed Chitose Senri could make any move, his physical nerves hadn't even reacted yet.
Bang!
With a loud thud as the tennis ball hit the ground.
A dazzling stream of light exploded across half of the Shitenhoji!
"Fudomine Saeki Muneyoshi scores, score 15-0."
"Call..."
"As expected of Muneyoshi, he's a truly formidable opponent!"
Looking at the tennis ball parked not far behind him, Chitose Senri's gaze darkened. He moved to the left-hand receiving area and lowered his center of gravity once again.
As Chitose Senri's spirit tightened and compressed, the aura around him began to solidify, and the scattered aura of selflessness was gathered together.
Bang!
Muneyoshi didn't hesitate; he tossed the tennis ball up and swung his racket!
At the same time, the originally thin and scattered energy of selflessness continued to converge, transforming into a milky white, dazzling radiance that flowed across Chitose Senri's body.
Under Muneyoshi's powerful suppression, Chitose's Mugao actually improved once again.
Although they didn't break through the boundaries, they did delve deeper into areas of Brilliant Talent.
Now, having begun his transformation into State of Selflessness, Muneyoshi's serve finally could not escape the senses of Chitose Senri.
Although it is still difficult to catch with the naked eye, he is now able to make judgments in advance through his body.
"Over here!"
Chitose Senri of footsteps traverse.
As the tennis ball bounced back, Chitose Senri didn't hesitate for a moment, and delivered a powerful slice to an empty area!
Sizzle!
A deafening roar!
The tennis ball flew back to Fudomine's half of the court in an instant, landing on the angle between the boundary lines.
"Truly worthy of being called Chitose Senri!"
Tap tap tap!
Muneyoshi moved swiftly, appearing at the landing point of the tennis ball in the blink of an eye.
With a flick of his wrist, as the tennis ball bounced back, Muneyoshi delivered a powerful smash with his racket!
Bang!
The tennis ball traced a sharp arc through the air and landed in front of Shitenhoji!
The match seemed to have returned to its original state, with Muneyoshi and Chitose once again engaging in a constant tug-of-war.
"Fifty-eight goals!"
Bang!
Bang!
But when the fifty-eighth goal came, everyone thought Chitose was about to score.
Muneyoshi smiled slightly; his well-trained physique was enough to support him in performing actions that ordinary people could not.
Without moving the upper body, the left foot twists around the heel, and the right foot steps forward, using the momentum to sweep the arm forward.
Bang!
A streak of light crashed straight into the arena of the Chitose.
Despite Chitose's best efforts to keep up with Muneyoshi's attack frequency, he ultimately fell behind in such an intense and fast-paced exchange of blows.
"Game, this round was won by Saeki Muneyoshi of Fudomine Junior High, score 3:0."
"Both sides change sides!"
"It's 3-0 now. It seems that even though Chitose of Shitenhoji has entered the inner sanctum of Muga-do, he's Fudomine Saeki Muneyoshi."
Oshitari Yushi, standing in the stands, let out a soft sigh.
The more you learn about him, the more you can feel Fudomine's strength, especially Saeki Muneyoshi, who is simply too strong.
"Hmph, wasn't that something we already knew? That guy, only I can bring him down."
Atobe kept his eyes fixed on Saeki Muneyoshi on the court. Atobe very unhappy that he had lost the opportunity to play against Saeki Muneyoshi in this National Tournament.
After a short break, both sides returned to the field.
"It's time to go next, Muneyoshi!"
Chitose tossed the tennis ball into the air; he hadn't scored a single point yet, but that didn't faze him at all.
However, if you get closer, you can see the fighting spirit in Chitose's pupils that is completely covered by the radiance of selflessness.
Bang!
Chitose, using the momentum of the rebound from her bent knees and leg push, leaped up and quickly swung her racket, colliding with the tennis ball.
A wisp of golden thread appeared in the air for a moment before disappearing from everyone's sight.
As Chitose Senri swung his racket, the Divine Concealment once again descended upon the court.
"Is this your challenge to me, Chitose?"
"Since that's the case, then so be it."
This time, at the moment the tennis ball bounced back, Muneyoshi raised his racket slightly higher than normal.
Boom!
As the racket, wreathed in a faint, dark glow, struck the tennis ball, the ball exploded with a deafening roar across the court, crashing into the half of the court belonging to Shitenhoji.
"Phew! Muneyoshi's mental stress has become even more terrifying!"
As the tennis ball approached, Chitose Senri's gaze sharpened. There was not only a faint sense of danger surrounding the tennis ball, but also an immense mental pressure.
Muneyoshi's racket sliced rapidly across the surface of the tennis ball, the cold, eerie light emanating from the frame causing Chitose to hold her breath.
It's coming!
Suddenly, a pitch-black space locked Chitose's surroundings, and a purplish-black fluorescent Flame Light emerged from his vision in the darkness.
A familiar yet terrifying sense of oppression descended upon Chitose.
A radiant light of selflessness emanated from Chitose Sui, its multicolored glow almost completely enveloping his racket.
Rub!
The dark space shattered instantly. The Chitose spirit broke free from the mental pressure exerted on him by the flying tennis ball. The radiance of selflessness reversed, and absolute prediction took effect once again.
Tap tap tap!
With Chitose Senri pace, his mind focused instantly as he chased after the tennis ball!
After regaining his composure, the mental pressure that Muneyoshi had felt from the tennis ball he returned was instantly erased by Chitose Senri.
Divine Concealment!
The racket, wielded by Chitose Senri, once again gleamed with white light, leaving a fleeting afterimage!
However.
With a loud bang, the tennis ball bounced back once more.
"Chitose, if this is your limit..."
Bang!
With a swing of his racket, Chitose's return attack, "Divine Concealment," was intercepted mid-air by Muneyoshi!
Just as the tennis ball was about to hit the ground, Chitose slid forward and dipped his racket under the ball to lift it up.
However, such a shot was practically an easy point for Muneyoshi. Muneyoshi took a run-up near the midfield, jumped up, and slammed the ball down with his arm raised high.
A sharp gust of wind swept over Chitose's head, scattering his hair.
Thump!
"Game, Saeki Muneyoshi,4:0."
"Even with a perfectly predictable counterattack, I couldn't dodge your second attack? You truly live up to Coach Watanabe's reputation as the best junior high school student!"
Chitose had stood up from in front of the net, touched her forehead.
"What a formidable opponent!"
Looking at Saeki Muneyoshi across from him.
A hint of helplessness appeared on Chitose's face.
Whether in speed, strength, stamina, mental strength, or skill, Saeki Muneyoshi completely surpasses him.
Moreover, the extreme physical exertion of Talent Limit in the Door to the Depths of Selflessness Intrigue is a major drawback.
Even Chitose Senri cannot maintain State of Selflessness.
After all, he wasn't Tezuka, who possessed techniques to avoid wasting his stamina.
It's not like the main character Echizen Ryoma, who has unlimited stamina and can create whatever he wants.
Normally, it is only used in crucial moments of a match.
However, he had been using his full strength against Saeki Muneyoshi, and now most of his energy had been depleted.
"The match isn't over yet, keep going, Chitose!"
Hearing Chitose's remark, Muneyoshi did not respond. Instead, he left with a single sentence and turned to leave, leaving Chitose with a dashing silhouette.
Swish!
Muneyoshi tossed the ball into the air again and then bent his knees and bent over.
Bang!
Another flat serve flew into Chitose's left backhand area with a bang.
Bang!
Chitose charged into her blind spot again, and just as she raised her racket, a tennis ball hit the net surface.
"It's so heavy!"
Chitose frowned; the power of that shot exceeded his expectations.
With her arm muscles straining violently, Chitose gritted her teeth and suddenly swung her right hand.
The tennis ball flew at a tricky angle straight towards Muneyoshi's side baseline.
However, before the tennis ball even hit the ground, while it was still flying through the air...
Bang!
Muneyoshi leaped into the air, gripping his racket with his left hand and slamming it down.
Boom!
A straight, dark beam of light cut through the thorns and crashed down upon the Chitose's arena.
"Glowing Flame!"
Strands of dark, eerie light seemed to transform into petals, and a cherry blossom rain appeared in Chitose's half of the arena. The murderous intent hidden beneath the dazzling beauty made every hair on Chitose's body stand on end.
Thump!
"Game, this round was won by Saeki Muneyoshi of Fudomine Junior High, score 5:0."
"Both sides change sides!"
In the blink of an eye, they had reached Muneyoshi's match point, and Chitose didn't have much time left.
"The opponent is very strong, isn't he, Chitose?"
Watanabe Osamu was on the coach's bench, moved aside to make room for Chitose.
"I'm sorry, Coach, we're going to lose this game."
Upon hearing this, the Chitose gave a wry smile.
Chitose could clearly feel that the gap between himself and Saeki Muneyoshi was like a chasm.
"It's okay, we'll have another chance next year. Just enjoy this last game now."
Watanabe Osamu smiled indifferently. After Shiraishi lost the singles match, the journey of the Shitenhoji in this National Tournament had essentially come to an end.
Chitose, now back on the field, stared at the black figure in front of him.
"Muneyoshi, can you let me experience your true strength?"
Suddenly, Chitose spoke up.
Although Muneyoshi had completely dominated him in the previous match, Chitose knew that Muneyoshi had held back.
Right now, all he wants to do is truly experience the real gap between himself and Saeki Muneyoshi.
Okay, no problem.
Muneyoshi nodded, not too surprised by Chitose's request.
Anyone with the ability would want to see the view from a higher stage.
Bang!
In the final game, Chitose served again, and this serve was just as good as any of the previous ones.
Even when facing imminent danger, the Chitose maintained a good mindset.
Muneyoshi clenched his left hand in mid-air, unleashing a torrent of brilliant spiritual energy. A dazzling golden light shone from beneath his palm, emanating from around Muneyoshi.
If you want to show people the difference, nothing is more effective than Shining Shot.
"This is!"
A deadly sense of crisis made his skin tense, and alarm bells rang in Chitose's mind. He had witnessed the terrifying power of this ball on video.
"Shining Shot - Candlelight Illumination!"
Bang!
The instant the ball struck, a dazzling golden light crashed down towards Chitose, the violent gust of air it generated sweeping away everything in its path like a hurricane.
"Watch out, Your Chitose!"
Oshitari Kenya, lying on the sidelines, shouted loudly towards the field, and the other members of the Shitenhoji also exclaimed in surprise.
This could lead to a major disaster if we're not careful.
Since Chitose said he wanted to experience the difference in skill, he would never back down.
In the dazzling golden light, the Chitose was like a small boat, his radiance now dimmed, utterly unable to contend with the brilliant golden light.
Bang!
The sound of falling gravel came from behind.
After this ordeal, Chitose's chest heaved as she gasped for breath.
Just a moment ago, he truly felt the sensation of death.
However, Chitose did not pause, but served her tennis ball again.
"Chitose."
Upon witnessing this scene, many people present were filled with awe and respect.
In response, Muneyoshi loosely clenched his left hand again.
The golden light, as dazzling as a candle illuminating the night, swept towards the Chitose once more.
Bang!
Bang!
"Match ended with Saeki Muneyoshi from Fudomine Junior High winning 6-0."
"You're incredibly strong, Muneyoshi."
With a bitter expression, Chitose shook hands with Muneyoshi, realizing at the last moment how vast the gap was.
"Strive to become stronger, Chitose! Your world and future can't be this simple."
Muneyoshi said with a smile.
Chitose will undoubtedly be selected as a representative for the U-17 junior high school student trial training program.
He had already submitted the list. Although he might not be there at the time, Muneyoshi could still give them opportunities for promotion.
Just like the coaches at the training camp said, these people will all be Muneyoshi's own team in the future.
Take this opportunity to quickly become stronger.
At this time, they were in the golden age of rapid improvement in their strength.
"I will."
"Thus, in the Semifinals of this National Tournament, Tokyo Metropolis's representative Fudomine defeated Osaka's representative Shitenhoji with a score of Fudomine, advancing to the final."
After the two shook hands, a loud announcement immediately rang out over the loudspeaker.
P. S.: "It's November, the end of the year is approaching, first day asking for monthly votes."
Yesterday afternoon, while waiting to leave work, I posted a chapter, but I didn't expect it to exceed the time limit in less than half an hour. Okay, I'll make up for it as soon as possible.