The Terror of the Different Dimension Showdown

On the field, possession of the ball changes between the two sides.

During the change of scenes, Muneyoshi was no longer as relaxed as usual and remained silent.

His condition and expression also affected the Japan Team members on the sidelines.

Although they weren't on the field, that's all they showed so far.

Whether it was the junior high school students or the group including Oni Jūjirō, Irie Kanata, Tanegashima Shūji, Ochi Gekko, and Ōmagari Ryūji, everyone felt the danger involved.

Especially the three members of Oni Jūjirō.

"Echizen Ryoga... Damn it, this person is outside the scope of the statistics..."

But the match had already begun, and there was nothing they could do but hope that Muneyoshi could hold off the opponent.

Upon reaching the other end of the court, the atmosphere suddenly became increasingly intense and tense.

Having clashed in the first round, both Saeki Muneyoshi and Echizen Ryoga were no longer holding back, unleashing their full potential.

The clash and mental battle between the two seemed to generate a surging current that was felt by those watching from the sidelines.

As the two players unleashed their power, all the players from both the Japan Team and America Team stood up and surrounded the sidelines.

They wanted to get closer and watch the game more closely.

"Both of them are incredibly strong. Their performance in this competition is on a completely different level compared to the previous ones."

After sensing the powerful auras of Muneyoshi and Ryoga, the spectators on the sidelines secretly admired them.

Especially for the junior high school students on the Japan Team, the aura that Muneyoshi was displaying at this moment had the greatest impact on them.

They originally thought they were already outstanding and strong enough among their peers, but compared to these two people now, the gap is like an insurmountable chasm.

Bang!

Without any further probing, at the start of the second game, Saeki Muneyoshi unleashed his strongest serve.

Light Shadow Fleeting!

As the racket swung, a golden and black light flashed, and a dark world enveloped Echizen Ryoga.

Like Black Hole erupting, the tennis ball, amidst the interplay of light and darkness, pierced through all the darkness and shot towards the opposite side.

Muneyoshi hadn't used this serve in a long time, but he used it even faster than before.

Step... step...

Echizen Ryoga first encountered Muneyoshi's move, he was momentarily stunned.

When he finally broke free from the darkness and realized what was happening, it was too late.

Just as he reached the landing point, the tennis ball bounced out of bounds, and he couldn't catch it.

"ACE, 15:0, Japan Team Saeki Muneyoshi scores."

Seeing Muneyoshi score with his serve, the junior high school students, who had been on tenterhooks, breathed a sigh of relief.

Echizen Ryoga's movement speed was just too fast; Muneyoshi's powerful serve was almost caught up by him.

"ACE, 30-0!"

"ACE, 40-0!"

Despite being scored on by Muneyoshi, Echizen Ryoga on the court showed no sign of panic.

At this moment, a voice kept reminding him.

"It's almost time. The moment to absorb Saeki Muneyoshi's ultimate move is almost here..."

On the fourth point, Muneyoshi once again unleashed his strongest serve, and just when everyone thought that Echizen Ryoga be helpless again,

As Echizen Ryoga was using Single-Footed Split Step at the baseline, saw the tennis ball fly up, he pushed off with his foot and then leaped in one direction.

It was this advance prediction that negated his delayed movement, allowing Echizen Ryoga to appear directly behind the tennis ball that was about to fly out of bounds and intercept it with a swing of his racket.

Bang...

Muneyoshi's serve has been broken.

That's not all.

Swish!

A golden ray of light quietly appeared in Echizen Ryoga's hand, illuminating his face with exceptional clarity.

"This is!"

The familiar aura sent a jolt through Muneyoshi; he could feel a terrifying mental pressure emanating from that small tennis ball.

And the scent and feeling were still so familiar.

This is his own Shining Shot!

Muneyoshi subconsciously tried to activate his light, only to find it already extremely dim, as if it would go out at any moment.

Moreover, he himself seemed to have truly forgotten the key points of hitting the Shining Shot; the light only flickered once, and then could no longer be activated.

It seemed as if some force was binding Muneyoshi's movements.

His light was swallowed up by the other party!

Upon realizing this, Saeki Muneyoshi's entire demeanor changed drastically, becoming sharp and cold.

Now, without the neutralizing influence of light, he has once again become a practitioner of the tyrannical and chilling Path of Darkness.

Countless negative emotions, like swallows returning to their nests, began to converge on him.

"Okay, okay!"

A deep sense of malice arose in Muneyoshi's heart.

This was the first time Saeki Muneyoshi had ever felt such a destructive urge towards a person.

Without the suppression of light, his extreme emotions continued to rise, and Muneyoshi also became manic. At this moment, he had only one thought about the guy who dared to steal his ultimate move.

That's it!

Let him die!

"The Fluorescent Flame Purgatory Light!"

A streak of purplish-black light danced across the court as Muneyoshi swiftly moved to the path of the dazzling Light Ball.

The light in his palm pulsed, sending out several afterimages before finally merging together, and a dense, inky Darkness Light instantly stained the Light Ball black.

The afterimage, along with the tennis ball, was slicing back at high speed into Echizen Ryoga's half of the court by Muneyoshi with a peculiar twisting motion.

The moment the tennis ball hit the ground, those brilliant afterimages suddenly rushed straight towards Echizen Ryoga.

Snap...

Echizen Ryoga, who was about to swing his racket back, froze halfway through his motion.

Suddenly, he sensed danger once again.

This time, the sense of danger was different from before, just like the feeling he had when he first used Devour.

"This guy can do that too?"

That moment of hesitation and vigilance caused Echizen Ryoga to miss the ball, but the wariness in his eyes remained.

Saeki Muneyoshi! A dangerous fellow!

"Game! Japan Team's Saeki Muneyoshi scores, score 1-1."

"Hehe, I see, so you can do it too!"

Echizen Ryoga lowered his gaze and pondered for a moment, "That's interesting. Is this why you've also improved so quickly?"

When he looked up again, the way he looked at Saeki Muneyoshi was completely different from ever before.

The feeling he had just experienced was very clear; he was quite certain that he, too, had discovered Saeki Muneyoshi's secret.

The same secret as his.

Although he hadn't yet figured out how far Saeki Muneyoshi's devouring had progressed, at this moment, Echizen Ryoga truly regarded Muneyoshi as one of his own kind.

Only one of its kind can remain.

"Only one can be devoured at a time..."

Echizen Ryoga's eyes concealed a murderous intent as he exhaled sharply, tossing the ball and raising his arm high.

"So..."

His eyes were fixed on the tennis ball slowly rising in mid-air, and a deep purple light once again flickered in the racket in his hand.

Bang!

A deep purple light tore through space, and the tennis ball landed on the baseline where Saeki Muneyoshi was receiving the serve.

Thump!

Besides its extremely high speed, a dent can be clearly seen on the hard court surface the moment the tennis ball bounces.

This serve was incredibly powerful.

The deep purple light reflected in his eyes sent chills down Muneyoshi's spine; he knew that this ball was more than just its apparent power.

But at this moment, he had no way out, and he would not retreat.

Tap tap!

Saeki Muneyoshi simply took two steps to the side, his cold face expressionless.

He approached the tennis ball with fluid, effortless movements, anticipating its landing point almost simultaneously with Echizen Ryoga's serve.

Muneyoshi braced one foot against the ground, the muscles in his waist faintly visible, and a chilling and ominous aura already filled the entire arena.

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.

A dense, Dark Radiance and an extremely tragic aura suddenly opened up a black space behind Muneyoshi.

All the Darkness power that had been emanating from the stadium was devoured by it at that moment.

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, silvery-white figure stood behind Muneyoshi.

Faint purple patterns outlined the marks on the 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 incoming tennis ball or Ryoga's movements, only a faint Darkness Light danced wildly.

"Shadow Three Severing Slashes!"

Saeki Muneyoshi murmured to himself.

Bang!

The sole of Muneyoshi's foot, from which he exerted force, was already shattered.

A thin, silvery-white thread, a purplish-black serrated blade, and a milky-white thin sheet.

The three sharp auras seemed to cut through the entire world, and their terrifyingly sharp intent made Echizen Ryoga's hair stand on end.

The Speed Extreme and Power Force of this shot were merely incidental.

They were all integrated into Muneyoshi's own Asura Path and Technique Form.

The tennis ball landed in Echizen Ryoga's half of the court, and at that moment the surface of his entire half of the court seemed to turn into fragile paper, with three terrifying cracks being plowed out by the incredibly sharp energy of the tennis ball.

The stadium was completely destroyed and left in a dilapidated state.

Seeing this.

A glint flashed in Echizen Ryoga's eyes; he looked incredibly excited.

He held his racket slightly horizontally, and a hazy gray aura drifted behind him.

The gray fog contracted rapidly upon its appearance, its color deepening to an unfathomable depth, and a faint purple light began to outline a human figure.

It was clearly visible in Saeki Muneyoshi's line of sight.

A ghostly samurai figure with terrifying bloodlust in his eyes also stormed into the arena...

All things are impermanent!

Tread!

With a gliding step, Echizen Ryoga appeared behind the tennis ball, twisting his body...

The phantom of a young samurai with a headband suddenly appeared, seemingly mimicking his movements, and swung his katana in the same posture.

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