"Truly perfect. Compared to my so-called Bible, he's the one who deserves that title more."
At the Japan Team's rest area beside the court, Shiraishi Kuranosuke sighed softly, a trace of envy and admiration flashing in his eyes.
Though there had only been two points, QP's perfect performance had already given Shiraishi plenty to learn from.
As someone who pursued the path of Basic Tennis, nothing inspired him more than seeing someone ahead of him on that path.
Thwack!
QP served again. A flash of white streaked across the court, and a clear tennis-ball mark appeared on the white line near the center of Muneyoshi's baseline.
Whoosh~
The ball moved so fast that the spectators couldn't even see its shadow.
In terms of speed alone, it might not have matched Ochi Gekko, but it wasn't far off.
Yet a pale, moonlit glow flickered, and Muneyoshi appeared once more at the ball's landing point, ready to return it.
"I've seen plenty of shots this fast—and even faster. It won't work. I'm sending it back!"
Muneyoshi's voice rang out, cold and stern.
His racket swung into the ball's path, trapping it securely against the strings.
Whoosh!
The sound of air being pierced rang out again. Muneyoshi reached forward with his left hand, gathering strands of mental power. A faint purplish-black glow spilled from his fingertips.
In an instant, it enveloped the entire ball.
Thwack!
Muneyoshi's right arm whipped forward, swinging his racket.
A streak of purplish-black Glowing Flame leapt from the strings like fireworks. It flew into QP's half of the court and exploded.
It broke into ten sparks that fell across every corner of QP's side.
Glowing Flame—Fireworks!
Seeing a shot that pushed technical variation to such an extreme, QP began to exert himself as well.
He didn't back down. After