Although Muneyoshi had already sensed something was wrong, he felt as if he had no way to bring his strength to bear.
However, after playing so many matches, his ability to read and adapt to a game had already reached a sublime level.
"Whether you're behind this or not, tennis is tennis—a game where one side hits the ball over and the other hits it back!"
The figure at the baseline slowly dissipated. Muneyoshi, treading on moonlight, flashed across the court like a streak of light.
And in the Different Dimension Realm that belonged exclusively to him, he became the sole source of light.
His raised racket carried the will to tear through every evil spirit and phantom as it once again caught the endlessly spinning tennis ball.
Boom!
A thunderous crack rang out. At Muneyoshi's deliberate twist and alteration, ripples stirred in the air.
The dim radiance that had originally shrouded the court began to gather in front of Muneyoshi. Strands of deep-black darkness crossed over one another, condensing into a gigantic racket face.
Thud~~
Muneyoshi planted one foot on the ground.
His sole pressed flat against the court, and the gust of air kicked up a cloud of dust around his foot.
Then Muneyoshi clenched his empty hand.
The remaining light and darkness surged from all around him and from within his body. As spiritual power and moonlight flowed into them, the deep-black radiance began to flicker with streaks of white.
However.
When he prepared to return the ball, Muneyoshi instinctively unleashed Light Darkness Absolute Slash once more.
The tennis ball cut through the air and flew toward Polk.
Polk glanced at Muneyoshi, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Thump!
30–15!
After a grueling struggle, Muneyoshi had managed to claw back this point.
Sensing