Prince of Tennis: Black Glory
Chapter 490

Clear Radiance Night Condensation

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Japan rest area.

When Asura Path appeared behind both Saeki Muneyoshi and Echizen Ryoga and solidified completely, the middle school students fell silent.

The atmosphere and the scene of their battle were unlike anything they had ever witnessed before.

Their eyes were glued to every move on the field.

Until.

"What... is that behind them?"

After a long silence Akutsu finally couldn't help but ask a question.

His dark golden pupils shrank to the size of a needle, and through the smoke and dust, he truly "saw" the silver-white figure behind Saeki Muneyoshi.

Not only Muneyoshi, Echizen Ryoga was seen.

At this moment, Oni Jūjirō no longer crossed his arms; his eyes were fixed on the court. Hearing Akutsu's question, he did not turn around.

Looking at Saeki Muneyoshi's figure, a hint of excitement gleamed in his eyes. "What? You haven't even crawled out of hell yet, and you're already dreaming of higher levels, stronger power?"

"Is this the level Saeki Muneyoshi has reached now?"

Including Akutsu, all the middle school students unconsciously repeated the last ten words that Oni Jūjirō had said.

Irie noticed a burning will in the eyes of these middle school students—a yearning for that kind of realm.

All eyes were once again on the field.

After unleashing his full power and activating his Stage Two Different Dimension domain, Echizen Ryoga didn't even wait for the tennis ball to land.

Swish!

The Different Dimension Realm expanded, and all the false dark Light Ball were completely devoured, leaving only the one real tennis ball in his half of the court.

Facing the tennis ball, Ryoga's body was very relaxed, and his arm, which had been in a fighting stance for a long time, suddenly swung down.

With a loud thud, a sound as if time and space had been displaced rang in Muneyoshi's ears!

The samurai wielding the katana leaped into the air, leaping out of the courtyard and flying away from the field, slashing at Muneyoshi from mid-air.

In Muneyoshi's field of vision, a white light suddenly appeared, making his heart tremble and his scalp tingle.

It seemed he would be beheaded at any moment.

However, Muneyoshi was also at the Stage Two of the realm at this moment. Although he was not as good as his opponent because he had just broken through, he still had enough time to dodge when the crisis occurred.

With a single step, Muneyoshi and the silver-white figure behind him simultaneously dodged the fatal blow.

The next second, the pure moonlight seemed to be tainted, and a piece of the bright field seemed to have been melted away.

The entire stadium was blinded by the bright light from Echizen Ryoga's shot.

When everything was restored and Muneyoshi looked closely again, the tennis ball had already swept across the court and was deeply embedded in the wall behind him.

It simply left a deep hole on the hard court.

"This is... a move that perfectly combines power, speed, and technique. Was that just now a speed that transcends comprehension?"

Muneyoshi raised his eyes slightly and looked at Echizen Ryoga. This match had shaken him the most he had ever experienced.

What's the name of this move?

Although Muneyoshi had a terrible impression of Echizen Ryoga, and could sense that the other party was also full of malice towards him, it did not prevent him from acknowledging the other party's strength.

Therefore, he took the initiative to ask the name of this move.

Unrivaled Through Ages!

At this moment, Echizen Ryoga's eyes were also filled with indifference. He also sensed that Saeki Muneyoshi was a formidable enemy who had to be eliminated as soon as possible.

"So this is Echizen Nanjirō's technique: All Things Are Impermanent! Unrivaled Through Ages!"

Thinking of this, Saeki Muneyoshi slowly said, "What a beautiful artistic conception, but it's a pity it's not yours. No matter how well you imitate it, how much of your true strength can you unleash?"

Upon hearing this, Echizen Ryoga, who had assumed Muneyoshi was going to praise him, froze on the spot as the corners of his mouth, which had been subtly curving upwards, turned up.

Immediately, his face contorted into a ferocious grimace, even bordering on hysteria. "What do you know? This is the strongest in the world..."

"You think you're so great just because you've gained some fame in the world?"

"How dare you look down on his techniques..."

Echizen Ryoga has always regarded his adoptive father, Echizen Nanjirō, as the symbol of the strongest.

Although his adoptive father drove him away, the affection he felt was genuine. Otherwise, even after absorbing so many special techniques, his favorite and most deeply imitated techniques would still be Nanjirou's.

Hearing that Saeki Muneyoshi actually disregarded Echizen Nanjirō's techniques and showed contempt for him, how could Echizen Ryoga not be furious?

"Oh!"

Muneyoshi shook his head, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with his opinion, and simply said:

"Moves and special techniques are things that, once they're yours, are yours. No one can take them away. Even if someone else imitates them perfectly, it's still just imitation."

"So what if it's Echizen Nanjirō's technique? Give me some time, and the so-called world's number one is nothing more than that!"

"By then, my techniques, my signature moves, will become the standard for others to learn!"

"Those who learn it will live; those who merely imitate it will die!"

"Words are useless, let's let tennis decide!"

"A single word is too much when you don't see eye to eye," Muneyoshi and Echizen Ryoga's pursuits were completely different.

At this moment, Muneyoshi wanted more revenge than lecturing him.

The tennis ball was tossed high, the moonlight rippled, and it vanished in an instant.

Across from him, Muneyoshi's words left Echizen Ryoga with a very complicated expression, because someone else had said the same thing to him.

However, this was not the time to think about such things. Looking at the Echizen Ryoga quickly pressed forward.

His movements remained as fluid as ever, and his gaze towards Muneyoshi on the opposite court was full of scrutiny.

Echizen Ryoga's eyes flickered slightly. "Anyone can talk big. Let's see when you actually do it!"

Echizen Ryoga adjusted his mindset quickly, and even used Muneyoshi's own words to stimulate Saeki Muneyoshi's mindset.

"Hmph, then you'll see what I'm capable of."

Muneyoshi's lips twitched slightly, and he let out a cold snort.

He's not a novice in world competitions; he's experienced so many matches, and his perspective and experience have grown through those competitions. He's practically immune to these kinds of psychological tactics.

Bang!

After Muneyoshi broke through, Ryoga Echizen Ryoga took the lead in initiating a battle in the Different Dimension Realm. Although Saeki Muneyoshi was not familiar with it, he was able to gain a foothold in the fight between the two.

He is also quickly adapting to the various abilities and applications of the Stage Two.

Large swathes of pristine territory were repeatedly slashed away by Echizen Ryoga's samurai, making Muneyoshi's Different Dimension appear riddled with holes.

However, constantly taking hits is not Muneyoshi's style. Since defense cannot solve the problem, using his limited abilities for offense is the best option.

In the Different Dimension Realm, the silver-white shadow "Saeki Muneyoshi," who looked exactly like Muneyoshi, closed his eyes and looked at the samurai charging at him again. He raised a pure black katana and blocked it from below.

The katana and katana clashed directly.

In an instant, sparks flew everywhere.

The samurai and "Saeki Muneyoshi" each took a step back.

Then, darkness descended, the moonlight vanished, and the jet-black, gold-hued katana gleamed with an incomparably chilling killing intent.

Their Different Dimension became entangled once again.

Faced with Muneyoshi's completely undefended stance, the samurai finally began to be injured. Leaves began to fall from the trees in the courtyard, branches were constantly broken, and the house was also damaged.

The samurai's clothes were mostly undamaged.

Clang!

Another violent collision occurred, and the two figures separated once more.

The immense exertion had nearly exhausted Muneyoshi's strength, and he knew he couldn't continue like this.

This round must be won; only by winning can his absorption ability take effect.

Saeki Muneyoshi held his breath, stomped his foot backward, and the figure behind him did the same.

The racket rises, the blade points to the moon.

Darkness descends, moonlight spills forth.

Within the Different Dimension field, the rolling moonlight poured down, and "Saeki Muneyoshi's" figure grew enormous. The katana in his hand merged into his body and disappeared, and a shadow resembling a lunar eclipse appeared behind his head.

A clear, loud bang echoed across the stadium.

Faced with Echizen Ryoga's attack, Muneyoshi twisted his body dramatically, gathering all his strength to smash the tennis ball back head-on.

Bang!

Moonlight intertwines with light and darkness.

As Muneyoshi swung his racket, the silver-white figure behind him spread his arms and gently floated up, as if chanting.

The eclipse halo behind his head also transformed into a stream of light, enveloping the tennis ball.

The tennis ball in my line of sight suddenly expanded.

The flames pierced through everything that blocked their path.

Night descends, the moon shines brightly, its divine light spreading far and wide.

There was absolutely no chance for Echizen Ryoga; the tennis ball pierced right past him along the baseline.

"Game! Japan Team's Saeki Muneyoshi scores, score 7-5."

"Cough cough~"

As the dust settled, the golf course was completely destroyed, and staff quickly went onto the field to fill in the holes.

The two walked off the court in silence.

"What's the name of this move?"

"The Clear Radiance Night Condensation!"

P. S.: "The long-awaited Aphelios ultimate..."

Two chapters, over six thousand words, are actually the equivalent of three chapters. Yesterday was the same; over ten thousand words, which is also the equivalent of four chapters.

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