Light Wind

"I'm going to continue, Shinji!"

Fuji switched positions to the left service line, smiled slightly, and tossed the tennis ball into the air with a flick of his arm.

Bang!

Without giving Shinji much time to reflect on his mistakes, Fuji's serve bounced right in front of Shinji.

Bang!

Shinji met the attack head-on with a decisive forehand smash.

Laugh!

Fuji darted forward, his feet scraping against the ground and creating a spark.

Bang!

Fuji, the racket in her hand once again steadily intercepted Shinji's diagonal smash, and a beam of clear light pierced the air towards Shinji.

Tap tap tap!

A figure in black and red darted across the court. Suddenly, Shinji stopped and leaped up, raising his racket high above his head.

"Tiger-Leopard Style Smash!"

Shinji's gaze sharpened, and with all his strength gathered, he struck the incoming tennis ball with his racket.

A powerful force pierced through the tennis ball, and the mustard-yellow ball instantly crashed into Fuji's forecourt.

Sigh

The tennis ball, after leaving a mark under the complex spin and pressure, suddenly bounced up, enveloped in a faint black and red Beast Aura.

"That bit of Beast Aura is useless, Shinji!"

Fuji's voice drifted over, and the blue and white figure abruptly cut the bouncing tennis ball.

Bang!

A beam of golden light pierced through Shinji's cheek, followed by the sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground in his backcourt.

"Game, Seigaku Fuji Shusuke, 5:3."

"Shinji's Beast Aura was completely neutralized by his opponent?!"

Kamio Akira looked on incredulously; that was a technique that Shinji had only recently learned.

"Kamio, Beast Aura isn't a panacea, and Akutsu from Seigaku can also use aura!"

Upon hearing Kamio Akira's words, Tachibana Kippei, who had walked quite a distance along the path of aura, glanced at him sideways.

Even he wasn't sure if his Aura Path would work for everyone, but he never expected that Kamio Akira would be so superstitious about it.

On the field.

As he ran intensely, Ibu Shinji's chest heaved, he breathed heavily, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, wetting the ends of his purple hair and making them stick tightly to his forehead.

The constant use of the Nightmare Mask, and even the Weakness Concealment, placed an immense mental burden on Ibu Shinji.

"Hateful!"

Shinji's gaze swept Fuji Shusuke on the opposite court.

At the same time, it is also due to the continuous loss of mental energy.

Ibu Shinji expended just as much stamina as Fuji Shusuke.

If it weren't for the fact that Ibu Shinji's physical training had always been under Muneyoshi's supervision, giving him a deeper foundation than others...

They'll probably be worn down by Fuji in the first few rounds.

Bang!

A gentle breeze rose from Fuji Shusuke's body, as if the entire world was helping him.

A flash of light from the ball.

The tennis ball hurtled towards Fudomine's half of the court!

Huff... huff...

Shinji's eyes were fixed on Fuji's movements. As the tennis ball approached, his body suddenly burst forth with astonishing speed, chasing straight after the ball.

A faint black and red aura emanated from his entire body, Shinji's body moved like lightning, instantly appearing at the landing point of the tennis ball!

"Fuji Shusuke, you won't score so easily this time, you bastard!"

After letting out a roar, Ibu Shinji's eyes flashed with a gray-white light.

Mental Howl!

Nightmare Wail!

A chilling, bone-deep coldness emanated from Ibu Shinji, no longer concealed, as all of Shinji's spiritual power was unleashed.

A faint sense of crisis suddenly descended upon Seigaku's half of the court.

One after another, phantoms of various shapes rose up densely around Shinji, rushing towards Fuji Shusuke in a chaotic manner.

"Shinji- kun, are you preparing to fight to the death?"

Clang!

Fuji, who had been squinting, opened his eyes Fuji, and his gentle voice turned somewhat cold. "Unfortunately, the wind has picked up! Light Wind!"

Bang!

As Shinji smashed the tennis ball into Fuji's half of the court, a gentle breeze instantly swept across the entire court!

The tennis ball that flew into Seigaku's half of the court seemed to be suspended in mid-air, and then, like a shooting star, it pierced through Fudomine's half of the court!

Thump!

"Seigaku Fuji Shusuke Gakuen, making the score 30-0!"

The referee immediately blew his whistle.

"This..."

"Fuji!"

"Fuji!"

Upon seeing Fuji launch an attack, everyone present gasped in surprise, especially the Seigaku players.

No one understands Fuji's pride and determination better than the Seigaku players.

When Fuji chooses to play aggressive tennis instead of playing completely passive defense, it means that Ibu Shinji has already lost this game.

"Is this your choice, Fuji?"

In the Seigaku rest area, Tezuka's expression softened slightly after witnessing Fuji's changes and progress.

Fudomine area, Muneyoshi and Tachibana's expressions grew increasingly cold and stern, as if they were in the dead of winter.

"Seigaku's Fuji Shusuke... he's evolved again?!"

"Fuji actually managed to suppress Shinji to this extent?"

Off the field, Muneyoshi and Ju exchanged a glance, a hint of headache flashing in their eyes.

"The threat from Seigaku has become even greater!"

As a Fudomine -developing school, Fudomine doesn't have the same pride or arrogance as Rikkai Dai or Hyotei Academy.

For Saeki Muneyoshi, the most important thing in a match is winning or losing!

When Fuji Shusuke demonstrated his ability to suppress Shinji's Weakness Mask and Nightmare Mask, the outcome of Shinji's match was already decided.

But for Shinji, the game is not over yet.

"Call!"

"Fuji Shusuke!"

Shinji's sharp eyes swept over Fuji Shusuke, firmly imprinting the image of Fuji Shusuke in his mind.

Unexpectedly, both matches after his breakthrough to the national level ended in defeat.

This is a huge blow to Shinji.

Boom!

Tennis ball flies through the air!

Facing Fuji's attack, Shinji nimbly chased after the tennis ball.

With just a few strides, Shinji reappeared at the landing point of the tennis ball.

I refuse to believe you're completely without fear!

Shinji showed no restraint and once again unleashed his ball skills, his aura becoming incredibly sharp.

Bang!

Light Wind!

A bluish-green light flashed from Fuji Shusuke's hand, and then, Shinji seemed to be frozen on the court once again.

Bang!

The tennis ball lightly touched Fudomine, causing the wire mesh behind Shinji to shake violently.

"Match ended! Fuji Shusuke of Seigaku won, score 6:3!"

"Seigaku won the singles match 2, bringing the overall score to 2-1."