Japan U-17 Ascends to No. 1
Bang!
"Game, score 2–1, Saeki Muneyoshi leads."
In just three games, the two had been going head-to-head for half an hour. Byōdōin had turned up the heat against Muneyoshi, bringing out all of his signature moves.
He had also deliberately chosen to make them run back and forth, hoping to wear Muneyoshi down.
But Muneyoshi knew exactly what he was doing.
The match continued on the court. It was Muneyoshi's turn to serve.
Bang!
The tennis ball flew over the net with terrifying force.
Although the serve was fast, Muneyoshi hadn't used his full strength, so Byōdōin had no trouble dealing with it.
With a few quick strides, he caught up to the ball. At the same time, Muneyoshi heard him roar:
"Kid, take this! World Pirate King!"
Thump...
The ball, imbued with terrifying force, shot out from Byōdōin's racket.
Before it had even crossed the net, a shocking sight unfolded: one ball became two, two became four...
Whoosh, whoosh...
By the time the ball crossed the net, it had multiplied into countless balls, too numerous to make out. A dense mass of ochre-yellow ball-shaped shadows swept toward Saeki Muneyoshi like a rain of swords.
Every ball looked real, and each one carried powerful spin and terrifying force.
Muneyoshi narrowed his eyes slightly. This wasn't the first time he'd faced Byōdōin's strongest world-class technique.
But this time felt different.
The mental illusion balls, which he could normally see through at a glance, were now each filled with a powerful conviction.
Muneyoshi had no doubt that even though they were illusion balls, they could still inflict severe mental damage if he let his guard down.
But that applied to other people.
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish...
A glassy figure appeared behind Muneyoshi once again, raising