"Hmph! Go to hell!"
Byōdōin snorted. He couldn't stand the look of certainty on Polk's face.
He was a king who had crossed the Sea of Death.
The absolute king of the ocean, Byōdōin Hōō.
If he couldn't defeat Polk, how could the Japan Team conquer the world?
"World Pirate King! Shining Shot—Destruction!"
Suddenly, lightning raged across the sky and enormous waves surged. Polk found himself aboard a pirate ship sailing across an endless sea.
A skeletal pirate, radiating the faint purple aura of the Asura Path, appeared before him.
Lightning illuminated the pitch-black sea. Through the skeletal pirate, Polk saw Byōdōin.
The skeletal pirate walked behind Byōdōin and began to merge with him.
The next second, the Japan Team uniform disappeared from Byōdōin, replaced by a magnificent royal robe.
The lightning raged even more wildly, and bolts from the heavens began gathering in Byōdōin's hand.
A moment later, golden light blazed in Byōdōin's hand, more dazzling than any of the Japan Team's previous attacks.
An aura of destruction surged in every direction, and Polk bore the brunt of it.
Violent gusts, laced with the savage aura of the Asura Path, swept around him, making his Germany Team uniform flap wildly.
The next instant, countless balls of light shot toward Polk, sealing off every avenue of escape.
And this time, they weren't ordinary tennis balls like before. Every ball of light was a Shining Shot.
Polk's gaze shifted at the sight. He raised his racket and slammed it down toward one of them.
Bang!
Golden light raged across the court, and Byōdōin's Shining Shot turned Polk's pupils golden.
The ball landed squarely on Polk's racket. He sensed the terrifying power it contained.
Polk stamped his foot. A gigantic whirlpool appeared across the ocean of his Different Dimension.
The whirlpool's force