Silver White Soul: Shadow Three Severing Slashes

Boom!

Like a muffled thunderclap, Muneyoshi unleashed the Shining Shot in his hand, along with all the surrounding Dark Light Orbs.

Beneath that dazzling golden light lay an aura of endless terror.

The dark shadows that followed the light were countless Dark Ghosts with their mouths wide open.

When Muneyoshi unleashed his attack, a cloud of dust billowed up in Tokugawa's arena.

Everything in sight was obscured by the swirling dust, forcing Tokugawa to hold his breath and focus his attention on what lay ahead.

He had personally witnessed the power of Muneyoshi's move; he didn't think he could easily retaliate against such a force.

Therefore, he needs to unleash his full potential.

Moreover, Muneyoshi's move is remarkably similar to that of the man in the World Pirate.

"As long as we can withstand this attack, then..."

"Black Hole! Black Hole! Black Hole!"

Darkness enveloped the area in the dust and fog, like a vast curtain obscuring the sky and the sun. At the very front of this black curtain, a dazzling golden light shone, as an incomparably brilliant golden ball of light pierced through the dust and fog and hurtled towards Tokugawa.

The racket in Tokugawa's hand was enveloped in a purplish-black aura of the Asura Path, and he continuously drew Black Hole in front of him and around him.

They attempted to block all attacks.

However, even at his peak, Black Hole couldn't completely envelop him, let alone now!

"Hey, hey, Muneyoshi's actually serious! And Tokugawa too, creating so many Black Hole at the same time! These two are just too reckless..."

Irie and Tanegashima couldn't help but scratch their heads as they watched this scene.

While Oni Jūjirō wasn't scratching his head, his furrowed brows showed that he wasn't entirely calm.

"Boom!"

A loud noise echoed through the training camp, immediately attracting the attention of many people who were training and competing.

However, the sound was too far away for anyone to know what caused it.

At this moment, only a few coaches in the small, dark monitoring room noticed.

Saito Itaru, who was preparing a mental training package for the junior high school students on the training field, suddenly looked in the direction from which the sound came. The billowing smoke gave him a sense of déjà vu.

He suddenly realized something.

After summoning an assistant to continue overseeing the training of the junior high school students, Saito Itaru hurriedly returned to the small, dark room in the main control room.

At this moment, Kurobe Yukio stopped paying attention to the junior high school students and adjusted the cameras on court number one, pointing them all at the center of the court.

Saito Itaru entered just in time to witness Muneyoshi unleash a stunning attack.

Several Black Hole- like cracks were slashed across Tokugawa's body; he was now completely overwhelmed by the frequent use of Black Hole.

This move could normally last for about ten minutes, but unexpectedly, under Muneyoshi's hands, even with continuous use, it only lasted for less than five minutes.

However, it was precisely because of this Black Hole technique that he was able to block Muneyoshi's attack.

However, at this moment, facing the combined attack of light and darkness, the combined Light Darkness Combination — Candlelight Illumination: Ghost Dance.

It can also be called the Ghostly Fluorescent Dance.

Tokugawa was starting to struggle.

Although most of the dark Light Ball that Muneyoshi returned landed on the court next to Tokugawa, aside from those that were swallowed by the Black Hole.

In an instant, the stadium became dilapidated, as if it had been destroyed by dozens of stones falling from the sky.

However, in this moment of crisis, Tokugawa's hidden talent, his Sixth Sense, began to emerge.

This remarkable talent enabled Tokugawa to have an extremely accurate sense of danger and to make precise judgments about tennis.

That is why the Black Hole was able to manage to block the tennis ball that was constantly emitting lightning and purple Glowing Flame.

It lingered slightly in mid-air.

Tokugawa didn't delay; he sensed the limit of what the Black Hole he had created could withstand.

If we don't act quickly, Muneyoshi's move might break through the Black Hole's restraints.

Step back, lunge forward, raise your arm, and prepare to hit the racket.

Tokugawa gripped his racket tightly and slammed it down hard on the tennis ball.

Freed from the Black Hole's restraint, the raging impact pierced the paddle surface, and the escaping shockwaves crashed onto the ground, reappearing a huge spiderweb-like crack beneath Tokugawa's feet.

"Aaaaaah!"

In the extremely critical situation, Tokugawa's entire body was enveloped in a dense, purplish-black light.

It seemed that under Muneyoshi's pressure, he was about to truly push open the door to the Asura Path at any moment.

However, once the purplish-black light became sufficiently concentrated, it was like a punctured balloon; it stopped increasing and instead began to diminish.

"Is it still a little short?"

Irie and Oni in the stands also had expectant looks in their eyes, but when they saw Tokugawa's aura begin to weaken, they both shook their heads.

"Is it because I'm not from the Byōdōin?"

Muneyoshi was well aware of the effort Oni and Irie into Tokugawa, which was why he was competing against Tokugawa at the same time.

However, it seems that Tokugawa has reached his limit.

However, due to that sudden burst of power, Tokugawa's arm was congested with blood and slightly sprained.

But they still managed to thwart Muneyoshi's move.

It must be said that the Black Hole was a divine skill for Tokugawa; he would have had no chance of catching Muneyoshi's attack on his own.

However, with the help of his innate Sixth Sense...

The enhancement to his senses was so great that he actually managed to slow down Muneyoshi's attack using the Black Hole.

Watching the tennis ball float lightly back to his own half of the court, Tokugawa was already having trouble even standing.

Muneyoshi had an idea, and he coldly shouted:

"What a pity, Tokugawa. If this is your limit, then you're still far from reaching Byōdōin!"

"You should witness my full power now, my Asura Path!"

Sizzle!

Muneyoshi stomped down.

The soles of my feet were completely pressed against the ground, and the resulting air pressure created a cloud of dust around my feet.

With his arm swung sharply towards the sky, Muneyoshi adopted an exaggerated hitting motion.

The dense Dark Radiance, along with all the Darkness power emanating from the stadium, was completely swallowed up by the gaping black space behind Muneyoshi.

A strange fluctuation spread outwards.

A waning moon emerged from the darkness and appeared behind Muneyoshi's head.

As the moonlight shone down, a blurry white figure stood behind Muneyoshi.

The phantom was entirely silver-white, with only faint purple patterns outlining the outline of its clothing.

His eyes were closed, as if he could be blown away by the wind at any moment, but in the instant the silvery-white phantom appeared, the white moonlight shimmered.

Everything around seemed to have frozen in time.

Whether it was the flying tennis ball or Tokugawa's movements, only a faint Darkness Light danced wildly.

One could vaguely see a katana gleaming with a purplish-black light in his hand, a stark contrast to his silver-white figure.

As the katana in his hand rose in an arc, a dazzling golden light flashed, transforming into a golden thread that adhered to the edge of the purplish-black katana.

It's like a katana being sharpened.

The peaceful atmosphere vanished, replaced by a chilling, sharp killing intent that filled the entire stadium. The silver-white figure took a step forward, merging with Muneyoshi.

At this moment, the racket in Muneyoshi's hand also transformed into the shape of a katana.

At this moment, Muneyoshi's eyes shone with a black and a gold light, sharp as knives and extremely dangerous.

On the expeditionary force uniforms, which were interwoven with black, red, and white, there seemed to be bright golden light and purplish-black Glowing Flame dancing within them.

"Silver White Soul - Shadow Three Severing Slashes!"

Boom!!

The enormous roar echoed far and wide until the dust settled and the field was deserted.

Only the completely destroyed half of the field records everything that just happened.

The three deep cuts that plowed across the field gave an idea of how dangerous that shot was.

P. S.: "This move will be described in detail at the appropriate time; for now, I'll just touch on it briefly! Please vote with your monthly tickets~"