Tezuka: I Don't Want to Lose, No Matter Who I Face!

Bang!

Bang!!

The two players' offensive tempo continued to accelerate. Kamikawa, who had the serve, repeatedly went to the net after serving, and occasionally hit a few lobs in between, forcing Tezuka to smash.

The offense was exceptionally fierce.

Off the court, apart from Yukimura, who could still keep up with the rhythm, the rest of the others...

Even Sanada couldn't keep up with Tezuka and Kamikawa's pace anymore.

"This... I..."

Sanada glanced at Yukimura beside him and saw that Yukimura was watching with a somewhat dazed expression.

At this moment, he knew...

He had lost again.

"Kamikawa, he..."

Tezuka's expression grew more solemn with each return shot.

Due to activating Muga no Kyochi and stepping into its deeper layers of power, Tezuka's perception was constantly deepening. He was continuously amazed by the strength Kamikawa was displaying.

The mistakes he could previously see were now completely absent.

Even though his own abilities had improved, he still couldn't find the opponent's weakness.

There could only be one possibility.

That guy Kamikawa was holding back!!

In this high-intensity match, where power and speed were initially equal, the balance should have been broken after he activated Muga no Kyochi. However, the balance hadn't been broken; instead, an unusual stalemate had emerged.

Tezuka was well aware of the side effects of Muga no Kyochi, and Kamikawa was equally aware.

Back in the friendly match before the JR Tournament, Tezuka had already displayed the power of Muga no Kyochi.

However, in that previous friendly match, Tezuka had used the Tezuka Zone multiple times. This time, however, his zone was blocked by Kamikawa. Even with Muga no Kyochi activated, he couldn't break through.

Bang!

Bang!!

Two figures were racing across the court.

Tezuka's movements were not slow at all. On the contrary, he became more aggressive, his shot speed increasing while still maintaining the same quality as before. Every shot was aimed at Kamikawa's weakest point.

However, facing Tezuka's fierce offense, Kamikawa's hitting standard remained steady and stable.

"This is..."

Kamikawa sensed the spin force from the tennis ball gradually increasing.

This guy is still trying to use the Tezuka Zone?!

Then let's give it a try!!

Bang!!

"Game, Kamikawa, 2-2!"

Bang!

"Game, Tezuka, 3-2!"

Bang!!

"Game, Kamikawa, 3-3!"

The score was incredibly close.

During the intense rallies, sweat beaded on the foreheads of the two players on the court as the match progressed.

Bang!!

Tezuka lowered his racket and once again hit a high-quality Zero-style Slice.

Sssshhh!!

The moment the tennis ball dropped, it involuntarily rolled backward.

"Game, Tezuka, 4-3!"

"Change ends!"

The referee raised his hand and shouted loudly.

After the seventh game concluded, both sides changed ends and got a brief rest.

"Muga no Kyochi is indeed powerful, but how long can you maintain it without being able to use your zone?"

Kamikawa walked past Tezuka, stopped, and said calmly.

There wasn't a trace of a smile on his face, only solemnity.

In this match, Tezuka repeatedly used the Zero-style Slice. This type of slice shot already placed a severe burden on his current elbow, let alone the fact that Tezuka had been imparting a unique spin to the tennis ball from the very beginning.

From the start of the match, Tezuka had been intentionally or unintentionally increasing the spin on the tennis ball. That particular spin was also the key to forming his domain technique.

First came the Tezuka Zone, then the Zero-style Slice. Even if his hand didn't get injured, it would be worn down to the point of injury.

"I want to win."

He tilted his head up, his gold-rimmed glasses reflecting the sunlight, momentarily shining brilliantly.

Yes, He wanted to win!

Tezuka possessed a pride that was uniquely his own. Before even joining the Seigaku tennis club, he simply wanted to win every match he participated in.

This was also why, in another timeline, Tezuka, after being late, had proactively challenged the champions of the JR Tournament, Sanada and Yukimura.

He wanted to win. Even if he missed the match, he would actively seek out the champions of that tournament to prove that his strength was no weaker than anyone else's.

Kamikawa tightened his grip on his racket. This guy was still too persistent.

No matter the timeline, he had the same temperament. At Seigaku, it was for everyone; in Germany, it was for himself. He adhered to his own path.

Precisely because of this, Kamikawa couldn't lose this match.

"Limit of a Hundred Refinements, how much strength can you muster now?"

Kamikawa glanced at Tezuka and said as if to himself, "It's about time to finish this."

"What?!"

Tezuka was stunned and turned to look at Kamikawa.

But Kamikawa ignored Tezuka, took the tennis ball from the ball boy, and walked towards the baseline.

"That guy..."

Yukimura placed his hands unnaturally on the net, looking at Kamikawa with extreme vigilance.

He was holding something back?

Was it a bluff, or was it real?!

For a moment, Yukimura's heart was filled with complexity.

If it was real, it would mean Kamikawa hadn't used his full strength against him in previous matches.

"Hoo..."

Kamikawa gripped his racket and took a deep breath.

The next moment.

Kamikawa tossed the tennis ball high into the sky, bent his knees, crouched, and leaped in one fluid motion. Only when the ball began to descend did he swing his arm forward with his forearm.

Vvvvvvmmm!!

A sharp sound erupted violently!!

The fluorescent yellow tennis ball shot like a cannonball into Tezuka's court.

Following it was a strange and distorted trajectory that slid past Tezuka's feet.

Boom!!

The fluorescent yellow light dissipated as the tennis ball hit the concrete wall behind, rebounding and soaring into the sky.

Tezuka's pupils constricted to pinpricks. He remained in his low, ready-to-receive stance, as if frozen in place.

"1, 15-0!"

The referee's voice trembled. He had never seen such a terrifying serve before.

"Hiss~"

As the referee's words fell, a collective gasp of cold air swept through the spectators outside the court.

An ace!

A serve that scored directly!

This was the only direct-scoring serve of the match. Even Tezuka, in his state of "Muga no Kyouchi" (selflessness), hadn't secured a point directly in that round.

The only Ace ball of the entire match, and its value was incredibly high.

"Wh-what was that just now?"

Sanada's voice trembled.

"The trajectory of that ball... the angle was too extreme."

Mukahi swallowed hard. "And the force of that rebound."

"The spin arc of the serve could be that monstrous."

Shishido recalled the strange dark shadow that flashed across the court in that instant.

With such an urgent serve, the angle of its bounce was very low the moment it landed, and the amount of spin was quite astonishing. It was as if it were slithering on the ground before suddenly hitting the wall and bouncing upwards.

This... is this really a serve a human can do?!

"This serve... when did he learn it?"

Tezuka came to his senses and turned his head to look at the mark the tennis ball left on the concrete wall. The high-speed spinning serve, with its astonishing jitters and that bounce angle.

"I'm coming at you, Tezuka!"

Kamikawa's lips curled upwards as he stretched his arms.

This is Kamikawa's exclusive serve - Dancing Golden Snake!

BANG!!

Soon, Kamikawa unleashed another Dancing Golden Snake.

The moment the tennis ball landed, it jittered rapidly forward, almost skimming the ground.

This time Tezuka reacted, but the tennis ball grazed past him, slammed into the wall, and bounced upwards!

"30-0"

BANG!

"40-0!"

BANG!!

"Game! Kamikawa, 4-4!"