Prince of Tennis: Walking into Rikkai University with Damocles on his head

"Brother Zong San received a text message today... inviting him to fight! He must be planning to solve the problem alone later!"

"What?"The black-haired, well-behaved boy exclaimed.

As the first sword of their Honmaru, Souzo Sawamonji had already been trained to the maximum level, and because of the style collapse, it was different from the general maximum level. The strength has been improved by more than a little bit, at least it can exert 200% of the strength of the general maximum level Souzo Sawamonji.

In this case - someone still invited him, he must be crazy!

"It's not very smart indeed!" Sayo Sawamonji nodded while holding the persimmon.

Not accepting any criticism was already a great joy for Niou, and he didn't care about the small details. Because - Souzo Sawamonji just told him a tricky thing!

"My Lord, after you left today, the sword that was originally lying in the medicine pool in the hand room suddenly moved.——"

The King was stunned

"that is——"

The only thing he had put into the medicine pool and had been soaking in until now was the Sword of Damocles!

And it was the most violent sword of the Red King.——

"What happened?" Ren Wang said seriously,"What's the situation now?"

"At that time, a group of katana soldiers had just finished their mission, so they saw the specific situation clearly!"Souzo Sawamonji described it in detail.

The medicine pool, which was like milky bone soup, was rolling up red waves from the bottom, accompanied by a gurgling sound. In a few blinks of an eye, the entire medicine pool was instantly dyed red.

Now it has completely turned from the initial light red to red - while speaking, Niwang has arrived at the door of the hand room.

The small house has the most traditional paper door in Neon, and the door is divided into many small grids. The white paper has glowed red at this moment, which shows that the scene inside is not optimistic.

Niwang frowned, took a deep breath, and opened the door with a splash - the red color was in sight, and the pool water was still bubbling, as if the whole pool of water was boiled?

The power of the Red King was extremely violent, and the Sword of Damocles he used was not a good thing.

Niwang thought about it, and waved his hand to let Sozo Sawamonji retreat

"Lord——"Sozo Sawamonji immediately sneered.

How could he escape at this time?!!

""Souza, this is my order!" The young man looked back, his pair of clear green eyes dissolved a touch of golden light under the penetration of red light!

It was as if the high and mighty god coldly informed the gods of lower ranks than him - looking at Souza Sahimichi's dazed look, Niou couldn't help rubbing his eyes again,"This is the sword I brought back, he won't hurt me... Don't worry!"

Then he waved his hand, and Souza Sahimichi's spiritual power for transformation was provided by Niou, and he had no power to resist at all.

The pink-haired man was pushed out by him and looked at the tightly closed door to the room.

For the first time, the man who no longer had a haze in this Honmaru darkened his eyes.

Souza Sahimichi:"……"

There is no way to resist with just the power of Fusangjin... Is that right?——

……

Indoors.

Ni Wang carefully observed the rolling red waves...

The red color was extremely bright, and it did not make people feel scared like snow. It was like a vibrant red sun, born in the fire of the sun, and fell into this human hot spring.

Ni Wang smiled slightly, leaned on the edge of the pool and looked again and again, then sat down gently with his hands on his shoulders,"If you don't change back, I will go and get you myself.——"

As soon as the voice fell, a long time passed, and the water in the pool did not change at all.

The white-haired boy smiled even more, pulled up his sleeves, carefully rolled them up and tied them up, and his eyes fell lightly. With a dive, his arm was directly poked into the water.

At this moment, the red pool water, as if it was frightened, rolled violently. Originally, there were only small bubbles in the middle, but now it was like boiling water at 120 degrees, bubbling everywhere.

Ren Wang fumbled calmly with a wooden face. The medicinal bath pool was so small that the swords and knives at the bottom of the pool would be exposed after hearing a few words. He was still an ordinary sword.

Facing the movable hands, he had no resistance at all and was easily fished out of the water!

This is a miniature Damocles sword!

Each Damocles sword has its own appearance and style.

The Silver King is solemn and simple, and the Gold King is shining with golden light and magnificent.

And this third sword of the Red King... is like a flame burning, suddenly frozen, forming the gorgeous and magical color and shape now.

The sword of Damocles, which has shrunk to the size of a normal sword, has a sense of exquisite magnificence.

He took it out with his left hand and held it with his right hand. The heat from the red sword quickly dried the moisture on his hand.

His thin white hand touched the entire sword from top to bottom, and the King couldn't help but murmured,"……So warm!"

It's as if I heard the sound of my heartbeat!

Niwang was in a trance. Yes...

The Sword of Damocles has taken countless lives, and only 1/700,000 of him is left.

Is this sword just as simple as the Sword of the Red King? It is the only thing left on the battlefield besides him!

""Nei~" Ren Wang couldn't help but soften, his eyes asked softly,"Are you willing to be my sword?"

The first time, he ignored his thoughts and brought the sword back directly. Now... the magma that was originally immersed suddenly glowed, and his face and body were all red, like the sun that rose to the top of his head in an instant, shining brightly, illuminating the entire small room. The windows pasted with white paper were also stained with color.

Compared with the slight red just now, the red light is now strong, and the white is completely submerged and turned into a member of the rising sun.

This kind of color... makes the swords waiting outside can't help but mutter to themselves,"It's like the sun!"

Some people also breathed a sigh of relief.

"This kind of power shouldn't cause major damage!"

My lord is safe.

……

The Sword of Damocles did not transform in the end.

The reason is unknown, but - Nioh is not in a hurry. Since he can feel the heartbeat of the sword, other problems are not a problem.

As long as you take it seriously, everything will return to the best ending!

It's just... he is calm, but people outside are not calm.

In the bar of Houmaira.

Zhou Fangzun's head has been bulging with veins and bloodshot eyes since noon, and there is no sign of stagnation until the evening.

This situation generally means that Zhou Fangzun's energy is about to explode, but for some reason - the explosion is inexplicably stuck in the throat, neither going up nor down, which makes people uncomfortable!

"……What the hell is going on!" Hatta Misaki said unhappily.

Suoh-sama looked very uncomfortable, not only was he uncomfortable, but everyone around him who was connected by his power felt very aggrieved.

Hatta Misaki, the most hot-tempered person in the Aka Clan, was so suffocated that he wanted to kick the door directly.

He pulled his collar irritably and looked around. Everyone was breathing heavily like a wild beast about to explode. The young man who looked like a teenager raised his arms and shouted,"Let's go, find a place where there is no one and have a fight!"

"Hatta, stop!" Kusanagi Izumo picked up the cigarette butt, lit it, took a deep puff and stopped him.

"Brother Zun is in an unstable state right now, why are you causing trouble?"