Victory
Camus looked at the somewhat damaged racket in his hand, a single tear rolling down his cheek. 💛🐙 ♖😺
The racket, his beloved possession, has now been destroyed by Muneyoshi's violent methods.
"Honey, I'm sorry... but you must be excited!"
Camus kissed the tennis racket in his hand, then gazed at it affectionately and whispered something.
With a touch of reluctance, Camus went to the sidelines to exchange for a new racket, and then once again put the ring on the racket strings.
"Fight alongside me once more, my love!"
With a flick of his wrist, Camus gently tossed the tennis ball into the air. He turned sideways, Camus bent, his amber eyes gazing intently at the ball.
Bang!
A pink glow shimmered, mixed with rose petals like rain; each of Camus's balls was filled with his own "love"!
Muneyoshi's expression remained unchanged, and the silver-white shadow behind him, identical to him, once again raised its arm forward.
A powerful aura emanated from Muneyoshi and swept outwards from the court!
Visible waves of air surged, even the air itself was compressed and made a series of sounds.
The next second, Muneyoshi loosely clenched his left hand, and a dazzling golden light flashed in his left hand, while a purplish-black Glowing Flame burned continuously at the point where he gripped the paddle in his right hand.
Gemini – Light and Darkness.
Boom!
With a loud, seemingly simultaneous explosion, Camus felt red clay splatter onto his body.
Two Light Ball, one gold and one black, appeared simultaneously before Camus's eyes, which were obscured by red sand.
Muneyoshi could no longer guarantee that his aura would not leak out, and his heavy presence made the France Team and Japan Team players on the sidelines feel breathless.
Camus's gaze narrowed, his pupils trembled, and he felt intense mental pressure!
"I know... darling, but I can't back down here..."
Camus muttered to himself, gripping his racket tightly, pushing his momentum to its peak!
The Radiance of Beloved surged forth, instantly engulfing the surrounding sea of roses. ⁶⁹ˢʰᵘˣ.ᶜᵒᵐ
The rain of bright red roses fell from the sky, growing increasingly dense, and Camus's figure suddenly appeared on the left sideline.
Bang!
With each swing of the racket, a whirlwind of energy surged forth, the air currents from the tennis ball transforming into the phantom of a goddess, the surrounding crimson roses being absorbed into the phantom.
Crimson roses enveloped the goddess's illusory form, creating two rose-colored wings behind her.
"Drink! Jeremiah's Punishment!"
With a loud shout, a massive explosion resounded throughout the entire venue!
A surge of air swept across the area like a hurricane, filling Camus's stadium with thick smoke and dust.
Meanwhile, in Muneyoshi's mental realm...
A rose angel suddenly appeared and attacked him.
"Is the rhythm starting to change? Have they already gone all out?"
Muneyoshi narrowed his eyes slightly. After facing several powerful opponents during this expedition, his experience had improved.
If you can forcefully suppress your opponent when they unleash their full power, then everything will develop in the direction you expect.
Ta-da~
With light footsteps, Saeki Muneyoshi's aura grew increasingly fierce, his figure shifting as if teleporting, and he straddled the tennis ball with both feet.
Now that Muneyoshi has decided to attack, he will naturally not back down. If Camus wants to confront him head-on, then so be it!
Boom!
A terrifying thud suddenly rang out.
The air in front of Muneyoshi's racket seemed to suddenly explode.
The tennis ball had just reached Muneyoshi when it made contact with his racket and shot off like an arrow, leaving a trail of light in the air.
Like a gleaming white katana.
Before the ball even arrived, the knife was already at him.
Camus's platinum blonde hair fluttered wildly in the blast of air, and he instinctively tilted his head to dodge. ★🎁 🐉♝
In his spiritual vision, a silver-white figure suddenly appeared right in front of him.
Swish!
Camus had a sudden thought, and he quickly moved two or three steps to the right, arriving in front of the tennis ball.
The sea of flowers reappeared, and angels with petal wings uttered chants. With the angels' blessing, their burning love was enough to redeem even the most wicked.
However, the silver-white figure of "Saeki Muneyoshi" only paused slightly, and the round moon halo behind his head blocked the pink glow from his body.
He scooped the sword from below, then swung it horizontally, leaped up, and slashed down at the angel.
The timing was still perfect, and His demeanor was like that of a god descending to earth.
This strike was like a bleak autumn wind, chilling the heavens and earth, causing the countless petals to quickly wither and turn yellow.
One of the angel's wings was severed in mid-air by "Saeki Muneyoshi".
And at this moment on the field.
Despair!
Muneyoshi unexpectedly hit a low drop shot, which neutralized all the spin and power of the tennis ball, causing it to fall gently against the net.
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"Game! Japan Team's Saeki Muneyoshi scores, score 4-2!"
Camus slowed Camus pace and looked at Muneyoshi opposite him with some confusion.
"That move just now..."
Seeing the deep inquiry in Camus's eyes, Muneyoshi remained silent and did not reply.
He simply held the tennis ball in his hand, strode confidently back to his own backcourt.
Bang!
30-0!
Bang!
"Game, Japan team, score 5-3."
After several rounds, the match came down to Muneyoshi's final decisive game.
Wiping the sweat from his temples, Muneyoshi's fighting spirit grew even stronger.
"As expected of Camus, it's surprising how difficult it is for someone who can sit in the captain's position of a BIG4 team."
Looking at Camus at the baseline, even at this point in the game, Muneyoshi felt a sense of relief.
"If I hadn't forcibly interrupted his progress in integrating with the court, I probably would have been worn down."
The brilliance emanating from Camus was never directed at his opponents, or primarily at Muneyoshi.
He initially spread his brilliance, primarily by connecting and resonating with the court.
He wanted to dominate the entire stadium during the game, making it his personal domain.
Under the premise of achieving this goal, all influence, weakening, and persuasion are merely means.
Camus's reinterpretation and reconstruction of brilliance does not belong to the spiritual realm of Zeus, yet it can accomplish things even more terrifying than any realm.
His own brilliance and domain are completely integrated; if he were to merge with the entire stadium during a match...
Camus could be even more terrifying than Zeus, who was omniscient and omnipotent.
After all, he can not only weaken and influence his opponents, but also enhance and empower himself.
Thinking of this, Muneyoshi's eyes gleamed coldly. Although Camus's idea ultimately failed to materialize in this match, it was enough for Muneyoshi to glimpse the full picture of this path.
On the court, the entanglement and pulling between Saeki Muneyoshi and Camus continued.
However, it's clear to anyone with eyes to see that the scales of victory have completely tipped in their favor.
Bang!
Another streak of clear, radiant light flashed by.
The incredible momentum carried by the tennis ball once again disrupted the brilliant realm that Camus had painstakingly built.
This made Camus's expression even more serious.
However, Camus was, after all, a true professional-level player and captain. Although he looked very disheveled at the moment, he remained very calm.
Anger, anxiety, panic...
All these negative emotions vanished. With that thought, Muneyoshi walked towards the lounge chair and said calmly.
"How pathetic... Camus!"
Under Muneyoshi's attack, Camus's uniform was torn in many places and covered in dust, completely losing his previous elegant demeanor.
After realizing Muneyoshi's intentions, Camus smiled indifferently.
"As long as you win, everything is elegant, and besides, you're not much better than me!"
Upon hearing this, Muneyoshi's lips curled into a smile.
Indeed, his body was also cut open by the force of Camus's tennis ball, and his condition was not much better than Camus's.
"You're right, but I'm sure I'll win this match!"
Muneyoshi's words were firm and resounding.
After a three-minute break, the contest between the two resumed.
"Chaotic Flower Burial!"
Bang!
"15-15."
"Light Darkness Absolute Slash!"
Bang!
"30-30."
"The Clear Radiance Night Condensation!"
Thump!
"Japan Team wins this set, score 6-4."
"In the singles match between Japan Team and France Team, Japan Team won with a score of 6-4, 3-6, 6-4, achieving a record of two wins and one loss!"
"Saeki Muneyoshi, I will definitely win it back at the World Tournament!"
Despite losing the match, Camus, the France captain, put aside his bitterness, came to the net, and extended his hand to Muneyoshi with a smile.
Seeing this, Muneyoshi also put down his racket and stood in front of the net, reaching out to shake hands with Camus.
"I look forward to that day, but when it comes, I firmly believe that I will still be the one to emerge victorious!"
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