Contending for Brilliance
15-0!
The referee quickly announced.
Muneyoshi's gaze shifted, glancing at the ball mark in front of him before turning his attention back to Camus.
"Heh, I didn't expect you to be so vengeful, actually wanting to get your revenge!"
Muneyoshi smiled briefly before regaining his composure. He knew very well that this match would not end so easily.
As the referee announced the point, Camus walked to the opposite service court.
After giving his racket and tennis ball one last enthusiastic kiss, Camus raised his arm and served.
A heart appears, radiating love and affection. Muneyoshi wants to take action, but along with the rapid serve comes an endless onslaught of Radiance of Beloved.
Muneyoshi's entire body seemed to be stuck in the mud, his burning love constantly softening his movements, leaving him unable to react in time.
Another ace, 30-0.
"What a unique and unparalleled path you've taken in tennis! You truly are Camus, the revolutionary of France tennis!"
Having truly experienced this path that was so different from others, Muneyoshi sincerely praised it.
He had no intention of holding back at this moment. Since Camus was taking this match so seriously, he needed to respond immediately.
Seemingly sensing what Muneyoshi was thinking, Camus glanced at Muneyoshi with his beautiful, Glaze eyes, then gently looked at the tennis ball in his hand.
"Saeki Muneyoshi, you'd better use your full strength too, otherwise, you won't be able to beat me and my wife."
Camus looked tenderly at the racket in his hand and said.
Camus's deep love for tennis can be seen in treating his racket as his wife.
Camus's strength also stemmed from this pure love.
"Ah, love is but an illusion, only darkness is eternal, and the moon shines forever!"
As Muneyoshi's cold words fell, his figure seemed to dim.
Then, like a chain reaction, a dense, dark light began to spread outwards from him. 69🅂🄷🅄🅇.🄲🄾🄼
A silver-white figure appeared silently behind me, with a full moon hanging high in the sky.
After his battle with Zeus, Muneyoshi's Spirit Fire made great progress. Subsequently, through the trials and tribulations of several opponents, he finally completed the complete transformation of his path.
As Muneyoshi moved, his own Darkness Domain began to spread.
When darkness meets Camus's brilliance, the two collide violently.
Pollution, erosion, assimilation, plunder...
As darkness continued to devour and grow stronger, Muneyoshi didn't exert too much effort to stop the spread of Camus and regain control of his half of the field.
At this moment, the field is divided into two distinct areas.
One of them was a peaceful area radiating a gentle, romantic glow tinged with pink, and in this half of the field stood a tall, handsome figure.
A face as straight as if sculpted, bright pupils like Glaze, and medium-length platinum blonde hair with slight curls.
It seems to represent all the longing and beauty.
Meanwhile, Camus was on the opposite half of the field.
But it was a completely different scene. As Muneyoshi walked and strode, a towering black aura rose up, making the moonlight shine even brighter.
Muneyoshi's eyes were calm as water, yet dark as an abyss.
The place where he stood was like a bottomless abyss, Black Hole that swallowed everything.
Its domineering and unrestrained power devours all vision and speculation, obliterating all spirit and space.
What was most terrifying was Muneyoshi's pair of dark eyes, which were gleaming with specks of dark gold.
His figure seemed to be hidden between darkness and light, revealing only his dark golden eyes, which were like those of a demon, inspiring fear in all who beheld him.
"This is... light and darkness?!"
"It truly is light and darkness!"
"Is there really anyone who can do something like this?"
"That middle school kid from the Japan Team has actually embarked on the path of Light-Dark Fusion!"
When Camus began to show his own path and strength, in the audience, intelligence collectors from various countries looked sideways and began to increase Saeki Munuhiko's danger rating again. «-(¯`v´¯)-« 6➈.ςⓄⓜ »-(¯`v´¯)-»
When Saeki Muneyoshi revealed his current path, the France generals were the most surprised, especially Tristan Barthes!
This guy, who lost to Muneyoshi in his first year and has always aimed to defeat Muneyoshi, never expected that Muneyoshi's strength would reach a level that he would have to look up to after only two years.
For a moment, the light in Tristan Barthes' eyes seemed to dim, but he was, after all, a pillar of France.
After a brief period of silence, he quickly adjusted his mindset and recovered.
On the field.
Camus saw his brilliance, which had spread to Saeki Muneyoshi's half of the field, forcibly erased by him, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes. He was not surprised.
From the moment he learned of Saeki Muneyoshi's strength, and from the moment his "lover" told him that the other was in danger, he knew that this was what the other should do.
"Okay, that's more like it!"
Camus was very satisfied with Muneyoshi's performance. Without pausing for long, he finished speaking and continued the tee shot.
Swish!
As he tossed the tennis ball upwards, that radiant glow, filled with boundless love and captivating allure, once again emanated from him.
Originally pure white and soft, with only a faint pink glow, the pink radiance is now becoming more and more prominent. As the pink envelops it, Camus's brilliance shines even brighter.
Against the backdrop of pink and white light, Camus's long, curly, platinum blonde hair added to his dreamlike and ethereal appearance.
Being under such radiant influence, Muneyoshi was completely immersed in it.
The intense emotions contained within the radiance surged towards Muneyoshi from all directions.
A hero's tomb, a tender touch.
The radiance of love is not forceful or domineering, but rather unfolds in a gentle and inclusive way.
Even with Muneyoshi's forceful response, it flowed through like water, without causing any impact on it.
Instead, as the radiance continued to spread, rustling sounds began to resonate in the hearts of Muneyoshi and the spectators around the stadium.
Like a lover's whispered words, the sweet laughter of first love, or the devoted companionship of a wife.
It's so captivating.
"Camus of France... what a terrible road!"
"Hmph! Even we got affected, damn it..."
Sitting outside the rest area Tōno Atsukyō let out a low growl of annoyance. He was the weakest mentally among the top ten players on the Japan Team.
He had actually been affected by it just now, and a hint of lingering fear flashed in his eyes.
This France captain is truly terrifying; even the faint aura emanating from the field can affect those of us who are seriously watching the game.
Just how much pressure is his rival, Saeki Muneyoshi, facing at this moment...?
"Impressive! However, I won't surrender so easily. Darkness Domain - Ghosts and Goblins, spread!"
The black aura swirled like a vortex, and Muneyoshi's entire half of the arena revolved around him. The dark light seemed to have grown sharp teeth, constantly tearing at Camus's territory.
Even so, Camus's powerful mental strength still allowed him to transmit his emotions to those around him.
That kind of tingling, gentle numbness that makes people weak and persuades them to let go is as wonderful as a soft touch, enough to melt the hearts of many.
However, all of this seemed like an illusion to Muneyoshi, whose will was as firm as a rock.
Just as he said.
Love is ultimately an illusion, only darkness is eternal!
Darkness has faded, and moonlight fills the sky!
Streaks of black and gold light flickered in Muneyoshi's pupils.
His gaze was firm, his will as sharp as a knife, and he was not influenced by Camus's radiant love and affection.
Seeing the ball coming towards him, Muneyoshi swung his racket.
The fence and hamlet!
A dark light began to crisscross the field, forming layers of obstacles in front of Muneyoshi.
Swish!
The power of a tennis ball has been greatly reduced as it breaks through obstacles.
Thump!
However, the tennis ball still made a dull thud when it landed on the clay court, although its speed had decreased compared to when it first hit the ground.
Among the Japan Team watching the match, even those with decent skills could barely make out the tennis ball.
Tap tap tap!
Muneyoshi's face was hidden in a hazy shadow, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.
However, he moved with lightning speed, appearing behind the tennis ball in just a few steps.
With a swift, sweeping motion, his black and red racket forcefully sliced through the brilliance enveloping the tennis ball in mid-air.
Then he held his racket horizontally, and a dark purple light completely enveloped the entire racket.
Smash the ball with force when it bounces to its highest point.
Bang!
With a dull thud that only Muneyoshi himself could hear, the tennis ball flew straight toward Camus's half of the court without stopping.
"Received..."
"Good!"
The Japan Team cheered. Muneyoshi Camus times in a row, and they had thought that Muneyoshi had given up on this game.
Unexpectedly, on the last point, Muneyoshi found a way to break Camus's brilliant tennis.
Laugh!
Sizzle!
Muneyoshi's return shot, carrying an astonishing dark golden aura, flew into Camus's half of the field and collided violently with the omnipresent brilliance.
Just like water dripping from a hot oil pan, or a red-hot iron block encountering ice, both leave a small crater on the ground when they land.
Camus's eyes flickered as he watched the ball approach; even with his current strength, he was somewhat shaken.
He originally thought this game would be an easy win, but he didn't expect Saeki Muneyoshi to be able to crack it so quickly.
"What a genius! But this round is over!"
As Camus's domain continues to erode and weaken, the golden light and black flames gradually dissipate.
Camus took a step, his right ankle twisting quickly, his left leg rising straight up like a ballet dancer's leap, and he gracefully moved to the back of the tennis path.
With a leaping motion, his long arms swung the racket, and a backhand smash sent Muneyoshi's return shot flying.
Bang!
The tennis ball bounced off the ground and flew directly out of bounds at the very edge of the forecourt.
"Game! France scores! Score 1-1!"
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