Prince of Tennis: I, the Son of God, Yukimura Seiichi

An explosion echoed throughout the entire court.

Centered on the racket, ripples of air currents instantly exploded outwards.

The tennis ball, struck with immense force, hurtled away!

As it flew through the air, it continued to accelerate, each acceleration causing air currents to carve traces on the ground.

The tennis ball seemed to emit a painful shriek as it vanished from the court.

At this moment.

The entire court was enveloped in a dark red ghostly light, constantly radiating dark red undulations.

Each time the undulations spread, cracks appeared on the ground and walls.

"That's too dangerous!"

"That's not even tennis anymore, is it!"

The audience exclaimed in shock at the scene.

"That kind of destructive power…"

Reinhardt's expression was grave: "They're trying to cripple the Neon team's players directly."

"Indeed, why hasn't the Neon team taken any measures?"

Obando said in shock: "Doesn't the Neon team care about the condition of those two players?"

"Now, the best choice would be to let Hōō Byōdōin and Oni Jūichirō take the court."

Camus said indifferently: "Either of them could end this match quickly."

"No."

Amadeus immediately said: "The Neon team must have known this all along."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Known all along?

Then why did they still let Echizen Ryoga and Taneshima Shūji play?

There was only one possibility!

That is.

The Neon team has absolute confidence in this match!

And.

Just at this moment.

The tennis ball reappeared on the court, the dark red ghostly light instantly contracting into the racket.

The tennis ball, like a burning iron lump, crashed directly towards Echizen Ryoga.

"Since that old man said it's okay!"

Echizen Ryoga grinned excitedly: "That means it's okay no matter when!"

Having said that.

Echizen Ryoga stood still, waiting for the tennis ball to arrive.

At the same time.

Layers of black ripple-like aura erupted from his body.

The aura continued to erupt.

Instantly.

Everyone felt as if everything around them was about to be swallowed.

Trembling, terror, and fear enveloped them.

The air in the sky trembled constantly.

The air around Echizen Ryoga was swallowed layer by layer, turning into a circular vacuum zone.

This vacuum zone continued to expand.

In an instant, it spread throughout the entire court.

Subsequently.

From the vacuum, a black aura that devoured everything spurted out.

It directly enveloped the tennis ball.

The collision between the two produced powerful ripples.

Each ripple spread the dark red ghostly light and the black aura outwards.

"This!"

Irie Kanata's eyes widened in shock: "Echizen Ryoga's Otherworld is so dangerous."

Not only Irie Kanata, but the rest of the First String were also shocked.

Although they already knew about Echizen Ryoga's Otherworld.

But this time it was in an erupted state.

It was not even on the same level as the last time when he only used half of it and stopped.

"That's not Echizen Ryoga's true Otherworld."

Yukimura smiled faintly: "If he continues to open his Otherworld, the entire court will be in danger."

Hearing this, everyone's expression changed.

"That is to say, those two people from the Spanish team's so-called underground world…"

Ōmagari Ryūji said lazily: "Are nothing in front of Ryoga."

"That's right, Senior Ōmagari."

Yukimura said faintly: "Since the other party is a 'bad guy,' I just need to send out someone 'worse' than him."

"Indeed, that's the case."

Kimijima Ikuto pushed up his glasses and said: "Then there's no suspense in this match anymore."

On the court.

Echizen Ryoga's black aura was still colliding constantly.

At this time.

The dark red ghostly light had already been swallowed by the black aura and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, the Taros brothers' expressions changed.

"How is this possible?"

This question appeared in both of their minds at the same time.

Immediately afterwards.

The tennis ball had already smashed into the ground and bounced up.

"Then it's my turn!"

Echizen Ryoga said indifferently, the muscles on his arm wriggling, the black aura instantly covering the racket and colliding with the tennis ball.

The excess aura caused it to continuously overflow from the racket.

It was as if it were a black swamp, enveloping the tennis ball in an instant,

And then spitting the tennis ball out!

Bang! The entire court trembled from the sound of the explosion.

Subsequently.

The tennis ball, wrapped in a black aura, passed through the net like a cannonball, the rolling smoke behind it clearly visible.

In the blink of an eye.

The tennis ball smashed into the ground, creating a dent, and dust instantly filled the surroundings.

This also caused the tennis ball to bounce out irregularly.

Taros (Younger Brother)'s eyes were filled with horror.

Because at this moment, he was no longer able to hit the Death Ball.

If this continued, the tennis ball would directly smash into his head.

Just at this moment.

Taros (Older Brother)'s figure appeared.

But it was still impossible to return the shot.

So he used all his strength to pull Taros (Younger Brother) to his side.

Whoosh! The tennis ball brushed past Taros (Younger Brother)'s face, instantly leaving a deep cut, and fresh blood flowed continuously.

"15:0!"

"30:0!"

"40:0!"

"Game, Neon team, score 1:0!"

"Temporary suspension of the match for treatment of injuries!"

The referee's voice rang out.

At this time.

The thrilling nature of the match had already plunged the audience into a frenzy.

The moment they heard the referee say pause.

"Neon team!"

"Neon team!"

"Neon team!"

The audience's cries rang out.

"Brother, I can't use the Death Serve anymore."

Taros (Younger Brother)'s eyes were gloomy.

"I know."

Taros (Older Brother) said in a deep voice: "Don't give them any chance later!"

Hearing this, Taros (Younger Brother) nodded.

At this time, the two of them were carrying a faint aura.

A few minutes later.

The Taros brothers returned to the court.

This time the two of them didn't speak, their faces gloomy.

But the aura on their bodies gradually began to collide,

The auras seemed to dislike each other very much.

Subsequently.

The two auras merged together in the constant collision.

The dark red ghostly light also gradually dimmed.

At this time, the Taros brothers were wrapped in a faint red aura.

"This is!"

Irie Kanata narrowed his eyes and said: "Synchronization?"

"This is the first time I've seen this kind of synchronization."

Taneshima Shūji shrugged his shoulders and said: "It's like two auras being forcibly merged together."

"This is indeed synchronization."

Mitsutani Akuto pushed up his glasses and said: "This may be their usual way of getting along, so it makes their synchronization different from others."

At the same time.

On the court.

Taros (Older Brother)'s service game.

The two's auras had now stabilized.

The tennis ball in his hand was thrown into the air, and at the moment the tennis ball fell, his arm was raised smoothly.

The racket cut into the tennis ball like a sharp blade, and the tennis ball was smashed out in an instant.