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

The more you fight, the more you will lose.

The force of each blow is added up, and feeling the unbearable weight in his hand, Niou smiled.

"Pu Li~" Finally learned to use his brain to think.

Although the demon state can make people irritable, there is still room for maneuver. Only by being patient and careful and using your own mental power as the leading force can you...

——Wake up again!

Congratulations, little seaweed.

You finally took this step...

Just next!

Niou curled his lips and smiled elegantly, and then swung the racket with a smile on his face.

Boom! ——The mountain is pressing down!

The horizontal sword slashed from above, and the power like a mountain came, pressing heavily on Kirihara. He couldn't react at all, and the tennis ball on his head was so heavy that he couldn't raise his head.

"Ah——" The racket was pointing upwards, and he had clearly received the ball, so why did he——

The opposite Niou frowned slightly, and his right hand fell carelessly.

Bang——

Kirhara closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

Clapping his hands twice, Niou smiled, "It's over——"

Quack, quack, quack~

There were scattered applause around.

"My Lord, you have gained new power again!"

"No, I had it before, but I just haven't used it..." Niou smiled and looked back.

He stretched out his hand, and his palm wandered in the air, feeling the buoyancy and gravity of the space wrapped around his fingertips.

"The power of the first king is the unchanging sky - the corresponding power is to control gravity! It is not difficult to apply it to tennis... it is very simple!"

"Then can the lord fly in the future?"

Toushirou and others spoke, their eyes bulging as if they had seen the scene of the lord flying in the sky.

"Sure!" Niou, who had already experienced air bungee jumping once in the northern town, had already gotten used to it.

He had concealed this skill many times in front of the Phoenix of Byodoin Temple, and only then blocked the frightened head of Lin Daiyu who fell from the sky.

Niou looked at the short sword that wanted to jump and secretly reached out to the most shy sword in the crowd.

"Then - are you willing to be the first test subject?"

The white cheeks under the sheets instantly turned red like blood, and Yamaubakiri Kunihiro stared at the eyes of the swordsmen who were gritting their teeth, and tremblingly reached out his hand.

Although he felt that he was not worthy of the lord's invitation, but -

This was a unique favor that belonged to him alone, and he didn't want to give up or let it go!

Hey~ Lord, if you are willing to pamper me... then keep looking at me!

You invited me this time, next time I won't ask to be the first one, can you please not forget me...

The boy held the equally white and bony hand, gently turned it, and Yamaubakiri Kunihiro felt that the clouds reached out to him.

—— They ran towards the sky in the dark night.

Under the artificial moon, they walked across the sky...

Until they were back on the ground. Yamaubakiri Kunihiro did not recover from the shock. The sky and the earth, he and the lord only have the unique romance of one person and one sword...

There is no substitute or fake -

It turns out that a fake sword can also be truly pampered!

"Lord, it's my turn next!"

Everyone is looking forward to a solo trip to the sky with Nioh, and then -

Ignore Kirihara on the ground!

Kirihara: ... ~

Woo, I have never been so pitiful since I was a child!

Fortunately, someone is more conscientious in the end.

"Are you okay?"

The thin boy in a black kimono pushed Kirihara on the ground. Under the red eyeliner were a pair of worried eyes.

Unfortunately——

Kirihara is now in a coma and can't hear anything!

After pushing for a while, the thin boy felt that this was not a solution. Since being so gentle didn't work, he would use some violent methods——

The pair of thin white arms, which were like skin and bones, exerted force fiercely, and with a slap, they slapped the boy's cheek heavily!

In an instant, red marks appeared on his face like an allergy~

And Kirihara——

"Hiss——It hurts so much. I was hit by the ball. Why is my face hurting?" The person didn't wake up yet, but he put his hand up first.

Kirihara touched his face pitifully and was about to rub it, but this touch——hiss, it hurt even more!

What happened?

Kirihara, who was awakened by the pain, opened his eyes, and his confused eyes met the concerned and gentle pupils.

The first thing he saw was the dazzling red eyeliner, and the pupils covered by it were deep and dark.

The man looked gloomy, but the corner of his eye was full of warmth.

"You are..." This person's face was too small, and he looked a little frail.

This made Kirihara worried!

"I am the new ancestor of this Honmaru..." The swordsman named Kokarasuma smiled and curved his eyes.

Because he was older, he loved the younger generation the most. Especially the silly and innocent little ones, he loved them the most——

The pair of eyes in front of him that were so tender that people wanted to touch them well were really irresistible!

"Hello, ancestor!" Kirihara got up from the ground, although he was still a little confused about what a new ancestor was.

But since he was an ancestor, he should treat him differently.

"This ancestor, have you seen Senior Niou?" As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bang.

"Kirhara, you're looking for me!" Niou pulled the person next to him behind him, asked him to land quickly, and walked forward with a smile, "How are you, are you hurt just now?"

"Senior, I'm fine!"

Kirhara scratched his head, he seemed to have heard something just now. Now he looked around and saw that everyone's face was smiling kindly...

Could it be that he simply heard it wrong?

Not impossible!

"By the way, I have to thank this ancestor of your family for saving me!"

It was only then that Niou saw the person next to him.

The most noticeable thing about the dark pupils is the red eyeliner wrapped around them. The mountain is dark, the limbs are thin, and the wrists are so slender that it seems that they can be crushed in the next second.

The most noticeable thing about the whole body is the ornament on the top of the thin body that looks like a crow's wings. The wings high above the head seem to confirm that this sword is extraordinary.

The white-haired young man's eyes were sharp, until Kirihara reminded him just now.

He didn't notice that there was someone next to Kirihara. He had never seen this person before. Who was he——

"Who are you!"