Shadow Severance: Chaotic Flower Burial (10/10)
"An eye for an eye, so you'll have to take this!"
Muneyoshi stepped back with his left foot, then deftly stepped back with his right foot, leaning his body to the left.
Then, a dark aura surged within his body.
A dark, flickering light danced between Muneyoshi's fingertips, and in a flash, the entire tennis ball was engulfed in it.
Enveloped in black light, the tennis ball seemed to be intertwined with countless extreme emotions, as if it could evoke unpleasant memories and feelings.
The tennis ball moved with astonishing momentum, the racket whipped around by Muneyoshi leaving a series of afterimages, and in an instant enveloped in a dark, eerie light, it was covered by his net.
Boom!
A loud bang resounded on the racket, and then the tennis ball flew towards Tatum on the opposite side like a cannonball several meters in diameter, carrying immense mental pressure.
Muneyoshi's sudden outburst created a violent shockwave on the field.
"Darkness Shot!"
"And the use of mental power!"
Medrano was extremely excited as he watched Muneyoshi's terrifying technique, which combined power with darkness and spiritual energy.
He hadn't encountered an opponent of similar age at the club in a long time.
"Tatum, watch out! This is a move belonging to the Dark Realm! This guy has actually stepped into the gates of the Darkness Domain!"
As Muneyoshi delivered this unusual counterattack, a gasp of surprise rang out.
The tall, dark-skinned man with Tatum realized what was happening and gave him a warning.
"Rest assured, my power will crush everything!"
Even if it's darkness, I will shatter it!
Tatum smiled confidently, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.
As he faced the tennis ball, his body became even more muscular.
The frequency of his leg swings seemed slow, but the speed was astonishing, and the muscles in his hands almost burst out of his sleeves.
"Meteor Strike, get back to your location!"
Tatum, a cruel and sinister smile playing on his lips, gripped his racket with both hands and lunged at the massive tennis ball.
Hiss hiss hiss...
A wisp of smoke rose from the racket as the tennis ball spun back into its original small size, as if the earlier Gigantification had been an illusion.
Then, his arm muscles bulged, and he swung his Tatum with exaggerated movements, forcefully blasting the tennis ball back.
And judging from the trajectory of the tennis ball, it was clearly heading towards Muneyoshi's body.
Muneyoshi's eyes were practically overflowing with coldness. From that last shot until now, it seemed that his opponent had completely disregarded him.
This is a tennis style that directly attacks the body, even crippling it.
It's a style of play found only in underground tennis, and it's resisted and despised by professional tennis.
Muneyoshi is not a man of good temper.
Especially after entering the Darkness Domain, influenced by the darkness, he absorbed too much of the negative emotions of those he faced.
His own mind was already filled with all sorts of extreme destructive thoughts.
Previously, it was because of his time in Japan, and under the guidance of Rokkaku Old Man, that he strengthened his spirit.
At the same time, they clashed with Byōdōin and released some [resources/captures].
On this basis, it was his tenacious mental strength that prevented him from erupting.
He then arrived in Spain, where he was provoked and attacked by others.
Freed from other moral constraints, in this unfamiliar territory, he no longer needed to suppress his inner emotions.
The Dark Markings at the corners of Muneyoshi's eyes grew deeper and deeper, gradually covering his entire pupils.
However, Tatum was unaware of Muneyoshi's change at this time.
Instead, he watched as Muneyoshi stood frozen in place, about to unleash his most powerful shot.
This gave him a sense of pleasure.
Through the match just now, he had already discovered that the Asian kid opposite him was a genius.
The destruction of such geniuses, especially those who haven't yet reached their full potential, is what's most captivating.
However, before Tatum's smugness could fade, an extremely cold voice suddenly reached his ears.
On the court, Tatum's powerful volley of tennis balls swept across the court with a strong gust of wind.
"If this kind of attack on the body is considered violent and brutal, then do you really think you're the only one who knows violent tennis?"
Muneyoshi looked up at the tennis ball that was enveloped and shrouded in the huge meteorite phantom flying towards him.
Previously, it was merely a cover-up of mental state and a way to resist Muneyoshi's oppression. But this time, the tennis ball is attacking with powerful force and a vicious spirit.
"I've even faced the most ferocious and bloodthirsty Ashu pirates, why would I be afraid of something as small as you?!"
Swish!
Saeki Muneyoshi holds a clapper in his right hand, raising his arm behind his head in a gesture resembling the back of a katana.
He loosely clenched his left hand in front of his chest, and a ball of purplish-black flame burst forth from his palm, engulfing all light and following Muneyoshi's arm.
Shadows instantly enveloped Muneyoshi's entire body.
A blazing, sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
Thump!
Muneyoshi slightly bent his knees and stomped his foot forward!
Sizzle!
The purplish-black flames in his palm collided repeatedly with the intense airflow carried by the opponent's tennis ball.
At the same time.
"Splash, splash..."
A large shadowy curtain emerged from behind Muneyoshi, rising higher and higher like a wave until it reached its peak, before crashing down violently.
On the racket, which is interwoven with black and red, a dark, gleaming light envelops it, making it seem as if sparks are dancing on every thread of the racket face.
"This is...!!"
On the nearby field, Tokugawa Kazuya and, for some reason, his heart began to pound.
At that moment, an extremely dangerous aura emanated from Saeki Muneyoshi.
Just as Tokugawa was about to question Medrano across from him, Medrano also fixed his gaze on Muneyoshi.
There was no wariness in his eyes, but rather a sense of joy, and a fighting spirit emanated from him.
Medrano is known as a European tennis prodigy and the savior of the Spain team.
Among his peers, only Zeus from the Greece Team could bring him joy.
Unexpectedly, upon returning to the club this time, he also sensed this from an Asian man who looked even smaller than himself.
He wants to have a match with him!
For no apparent reason, a thought arose in Medrano's mind.
Although he did not walk the Path of Darkness, the path he took could be combined with darkness.
He didn't think Tatum was a match for Muneyoshi; the moment Muneyoshi revealed his current strength, everything was already decided.
However, he knew it was too late to stop it at that point.
As Medrano had anticipated, the next instant, Muneyoshi's cold voice resounded throughout the entire stadium.
"Shadow Sever: Chaotic Flower Burial!"
Clang!
A curved, leaping Shadow Blade suddenly appeared on the court.
Everyone watching paused briefly in their thoughts at that moment.
This is an absolute speed that they cannot perceive, and it is also the speed at which swords are drawn, which Japan sword-fighting families practice from a young age.
Saeki Muneyoshi's figure flashed.
Then--
"Swish swish swish swish swish swish!"
A blade composed of shadows and the light of flames slashed continuously in the air.
The incoming meteorite was shattered by Muneyoshi's first strike, and then continued to be slashed.
The shattered meteorite, eroded by the shadows, transformed into streaks of black petals that drifted down...
The darkness of the entire stadium seemed to converge on the sharpness of the blade, as if space itself had been torn open by a thread.
The tennis ball was spun back, and the blades that pierced through the air sliced through the air!
The icy, pure darkness made the space itself seem somewhat distorted.
"What's this!"
The instant Tatum regained consciousness, before the smug look on his face could even fade, that malicious black thread had already sliced through the court.
A flicker of fear crossed his eyes; he, too, had no way to avoid this ball!
"Ha!"
A fierce roar.
Tatum was trying to make one last effort when a powerful surge of strength erupted from his arms, causing his short-sleeved shirt to burst open and become sleeveless.
He raised his rackets with both hands, holding them in front of him.
Whoosh!!
A streak of black light flashed past.
Tatum only heard a crisp cracking sound beside his ear.
The next instant, it felt as if a stone had struck him, and his feet, which had been firmly planted, were being pushed backward by the tennis ball.
Thump!
The teeth-grinding scraping sound continued, and finally, even with its immense power, the tennis ball broke free of the racket face.
The moment a black light flashed past, the tennis ball slammed into his forearm.
Creak!
In an instant, Tatum's face turned deathly pale.
"Ah! Ah!"
A distorted roar followed, and a sharp pain in his forearm instantly shot into his brain.
Snap...
His racket fell straight from his hand, and he clutched his right hand with his left, collapsing to the ground in agony.
For a moment, the entire arena fell silent, save for the continuous, piercing screams from the other side.
P. S.: "Without restraints, Muneyoshi begins his vicious revenge. Please vote with monthly tickets!"