My Tennis Treasure, Starting From Polk's Retention!

0256 Fork in Asura Shinto! Alaya Consciousness!!

"It's ridiculous! The leader of the Japan U-17 team has lost his mind again!"

"Really! Another racquet with such ink stains! No fighting spirit! Waste of time!"

"Polke is angry as an opponent! It's really speechless!"

"If you can't hold on, go on! Don't embarrass the world-class players!"

"That's right! You have to persist in games that have no chance of winning! Why don't you let the rest of your team play to complete the next game! Maybe there is still a chance!"

"Before interfering with the game, now we are wasting the time of so many of our audience! JapanU-17! What are you doing!!"

After Polke spoke in a cold voice, the entire audience almost unanimously began to "condemn" Byōdōin Hōō.

If the referee hadn't picked up the microphone to keep the scene quiet, the boos would have lasted for several minutes.

Byōdōin Hōō clenched his teeth and stood inside the court.

The boos of the audience and the difficult situation he was facing at this time made him confirm that he had no worries just now.

"Come on!! Polk!!"

"This game...even if it puts my tennis career on the line!! I won't give up!!"

His angry shout made Polk frown slightly.

Although he doesn't like his opponent, even the fighting spirit to continue the game has disappeared.

18,2...

The state of Byōdōin Hōō made him feel a little sinking in his heart.

but!

He didn't bother too much!

After all, he is confident in the baptism of the whirlpool in his own hands.

Still the same sentence, no matter what efforts Ping 110 Phoenix makes, as long as the opponent can't counterattack the baptism of the whirlpool in his hands, then it is impossible for the opponent to win any score from him!

"Uh——

"boom

Without any extra hesitation, just wanting to end this "meaningless" game as soon as possible, Polk raised his hand and waved the racquet.

Still a powerful sidespin serve.

"Ahhh!!"

"Pirates of the world!!"

Byōdōin Hōō, who had already made up his mind and planned to fight to the death, aroused all his fighting spirit, and swung the racquet to fight back!

The pirate ships behind them even rode the waves, carrying a terrifying momentum and spiritual power, and accompanied by the shadow of the ball, they rushed towards Polk's court.

Facing the "pirate ship" pouring from the sky, Polke judged the landing point of the ball, and held the racquet firmly with both hands to complete the racket pulling action.

“Byōdōin Hōō……….This game! It’s over!!”

"boom----"

The baptism of the swirl of hands appeared again on this court.

The powerful strength and torsion of the ball seem to overturn all the "pirate ships" in an instant.

When the returned tennis ball passed over the net, almost everyone present did not feel that Byōdōin Hōō could resist it!

The baptism of the whirlpool in both hands, this is a ball that completely crushes Byōdōin Hōō into a desperate situation.

But!

There was a person's eyes flickering in each of the players on the two sides.

One is San Mifūne Nyudō San who just handed the racquet to Byōdōin Hōō.

And the other one is Kitagawa!

The former is looking forward to whether Byōdōin Hōō can really set foot on the "tortuous path" he said before.

The latter felt a little something wrong in Byōdōin Hōō's eyes of death and life at this time, and in the surging Asura Shinto on the opponent!

Kitagawa narrowed his eyes slightly...

Byōdō in Hōō!

Sure enough, he still set foot on that forbidden road...

inside the court!

Facing the baptism of the vortex with both hands, Byōdōin Hōō did not put up a posture of clapping with both hands as before.

Instead, hold the racquet handle tightly with one hand.

Him wrapped in Asura Shinto.

deep in consciousness.

He was like a traveler exploring a dark cave, holding not a racquet but a flickering torch in his hand.

Step by step!

When he was about to reach the end, a darker forked path suddenly appeared beside him.

but!

Under the light of the fire, he could see that once he stepped on this path, a vertically falling hole would appear in just a few steps!

Without any hesitation, he firmly stepped out and walked towards the fork in the road

If Kitagawa can see the scene deep in his consciousness at this time, he will definitely know clearly what the forked road the other party is taking at this time represents!!

Alaya Consciousness!!!

yes!!

On this road of Asura Shinto, there is a little-known fork in the road!

Named Alaya Consciousness!!

aka...…………………………………………

That is the eighth consciousness that Akutsu Jin set foot on, but almost no one in the world can match!

Byōdōin Hōō is now heading down this exact path!

This is the only way he can beat Polk to win the game at this stage!

At first!

Introduced by San Mifūne Nyudō-san, Byōdōin Hōō met the teacher of San Mifūne Nyudō-san.

Magus!

The opponent is not a tennis player.

The other party is just a monk practicing in the deep forest.

Byōdōin Hōō, under the arrangement of (adch) San Mifūne Nyudō San, follows his method of training meditation to strengthen his progress and perception on Asura Shinto!

And when Byōdōin Hōō found this fork in the depths of his consciousness for the first time, Ma Gekai told him about the Alaya Consciousness.

Unlike Akutsu Jin, who is a player with extraordinary physical talents, Byōdōin Hōō's physical reflexes are not enough to allow him to directly contact the eighth consciousness!

And he wanted to get in touch with the Alaya consciousness, but he only had the obsession to win the game even if he gave up his life.

Because once you enter the Alaya Consciousness... If you don't win the game!

The end result will definitely cost Byōdōin Hōō dearly!

Byōdōin Hōō didn't tell anyone about this matter, and he also tried to open the alaya consciousness to gain stronger abilities from it.

But his mental strength is not enough for him to do this.

And as he opened his own different dimension later, his strength became stronger and stronger.

He didn't feel that anyone could force him to walk through the door of alaya consciousness.

certainly!

The one defeated by Kitagawa, if he had time, he might also try to step into the path to Alaya.

pity!

Kitagawa's [Dragon Kill] was too fast, he was too strong!

Byōdōin Hōō almost had no chance, and was beaten directly to the point where he was almost abolished.

And now!!

Byōdōin Hōō has been prepared in advance!!

Deep in his consciousness, he came to the hole leading to the alaya consciousness, and jumped down with an extremely firm and serious expression.

The power of the abyss of hell is already terrifying!

!

In such an abyss, what kind of power will its abyss have?!

When the consciousness of Byōdōin Hōō returned, his whole aura suddenly changed so that all the people present at the scene with the strength of half a world-class player or above couldn't help but shudder.

The breath of Asura Shinto that originally covered his whole body disappeared in an instant.

Instead.…...

indifferent!

indifferent!

Absolutely sane look!

When an attacking stance exactly like him appeared behind him.

Polk, who was standing across from his court, froze in place.

Akutsu Jin in the German U-17 bench was also dumbfounded.

What are you kidding!!!

Isn't this what he has mastered?!

But without waiting for anyone present to react, the baptism of the whirlpool of both hands that Polke shot has almost frozen in front of Byōdōin Hōō.

Not just the offensive stance just now!

Two ways!

Three ways!

Almost within 0.001 seconds.

Ten aggressive gestures appear behind Byōdōin Hōō!

Each of them is presented in a different stance for drawing the racket.

"Ahhh!!!"

When the roar from the mouth of Byōdōin Hōō resounds!

"boom----"

He, who started with one-handed racket, has already swung with all his strength towards this super powerful spin that has defeated him many times.

at the same time.

A series of offensive postures also integrated into his own body.

With every fusion, his arm strength and grip strength against rotational torque will increase!

Ten offensive stances.

Byōdōin Hōō is full of confidence in responding to the baptism of the whirlpool of hands on the racquet!

"boom--"

When the ball bounced back quickly with a dazzling golden light.

In an instant, he was still at Polke's side in a daze.

"boom!!!"

The sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground reverberated throughout the entire competition site.

[Today's 4 updates! 4/4! Please order in full~].