Tennis: One-on-one with the villain master, Kaido starts

"Damn it--"

Akutsu roared in a weak voice.

Akutsu, who had always learned karate and tennis easily with his superb athletic talent, felt a deep sense of powerlessness in front of Ryoumen Sukuna for the first time.

That was the despair of not being able to think of resistance in his heart.

This made him, who always used violence to solve things that didn't go his way, feel even more irritated.

"Come again!"

Akutsu continued to serve, this time he jumped higher and swung harder.

However, Ryoumen Sukuna on the opposite side didn't even look at him straight in the eye, and just from his swinging action, he judged the landing point of the tennis ball.

'Da Da Da--'

Three steps to the left, Ryoumen Sukuna stood in the direction of the tennis ball's landing point and swung back!

'Bang--'

Another crushing ball without any suspense.

The tennis ball passed by Akutsu and ruthlessly hit the bottom line of the court, like a ruthless mockery of him.

"GAME, Ryomen Sukuna scores, 30:0."

The second goal was like a shot of stimulant, which completely excited the Yamabuki regulars in the waiting area.

"Akutsu, didn't you say tennis was a child's game?"

"Why, you are now confused by someone stronger than you!"

"Akutsu, you are just a waste who bullies the weak."

......

The violent behavior of the bad boy Akutsu against the players of the Yamabuki tennis club was completely ignited by Ryomen Sukuna's two goals.

They tried their best to vent their dissatisfaction.

Mocking him!

Laughing at him!

These words, riding on the breeze, all poured into Akutsu's ears, deeply stung his nerves, and aroused the extremely radical side of his heart.

'Pah——'

Akutsu, who likes to pick fights, glanced at the tennis ball in his hand and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

While Ryoumen Sukuna was not looking at him, he tensed his muscles and threw the tennis racket in his hand in anger in the direction of Ryoumen Sukuna.

A sudden move!

Everyone present was stunned. Akutsu's behavior of throwing the racket at the opponent during the game was no less shameless than deserting on the battlefield.

"Go to hell!"

Akutsu laughed wildly. He was a bohemian by nature and didn't care about the rules of tennis.

If you encounter something unpleasant, use violence to solve it!

'Bang--'

Ryoumen Sukuna waved his right hand and knocked away the flying racket. The smile on his face disappeared instantly, and his black eyes turned blood red.

His face gradually became ferocious!

"Hehehe——"

"Interesting, so interesting!"

"Haughty, violent, unruly..."

"Akutsu! Akutsu, these characteristics of yours really suit my taste."

Since Akutsu doesn't follow the rules, Ryoumen Sukuna no longer hides anything, takes out a tennis ball from his pocket and throws it high.

His aura suddenly changes!

Evil!

Cold!

Horror!

"Domain·Demon-Subduing Chef——"

"Domain unfolds!!!"

When Ryoumen Sukuna hums this sentence softly, the air around him seems to be sucked away in an instant, and a chilling silence spreads rapidly.

Ryoumen Sukuna, who soared into the air, trembled slightly with his tall and evil body.

A strange red light flashed in his eyes, as if the flames from the depths of hell were burning.

Akutsu, who was in the domain, felt his eyes go dark.

The darkness from all directions surged towards him like a tide, swallowing up all the light around him bit by bit.

The Ryoumen Sukuna in front of him was no longer a tennis player holding a racket. He was wearing a white kimono and standing in front of a strange temple.

The next second, the temple disappeared, and a bone mountain emitting a black aura rose under Ryoumen Sukuna's feet.

Ryoumen Sukuna sat on the top of the bone mountain, looking down at Akutsu with disdain.

"Akutsu, you seem to be too proud of yourself!"

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"A rubbish like you actually attacked me with the racket in your hand?"

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"Know your position, idiot!"

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"I am the only one in the world!"

'Swoosh——'

After saying that, Ryoumen Sukuna waved his hand slightly, and countless wind blades bit Akutsu's body from all directions.

One, two, three...

The wounds on his body were like fountains, gushing out hot blood.

Pain!

It hurts so much!

"What on earth is this——"

"Where am I now?"

Akutsu screamed with all his might, even if screaming would tear the wounds on his body apart, and the bloody smell filled his mouth.

He also wanted to make his voice heard to Ryoumen Sukuna.

Ryoumen Sukuna, sitting on the top of the Bone Mountain, said in a low voice.

"Akutsu, you's vision is too narrow!"

"In the world of tennis, you are not even a child. You think you have learned a few tricks with your physical talent."

"You look down on the tennis ball in your hand."

While speaking, Ryomen Sukuna stood up from the chair, raised his hands, and made a knife-holding gesture.

"Look! Akutsu!"

"The world of tennis is more exciting than you think!"

"Slash-release!"

Sukuna's ordinary slash can be performed multiple times. It is a technique that has great lethality to non-living things, cursed spirits, magicians, and humans.

Countless sharp blades penetrated Akutsu's body and quickly dismembered his body.

Until Akutsu lost consciousness!

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"GAME, Ryomen Sukuna scored, 40:0. "

The referee's voice sounded, and Akutsu withdrew from the other dimension, the field · Demon-Subduing Chef.

After regaining consciousness, Akutsu found himself kneeling on the ground, supporting his body with his hands, and the ground beside him was full of knife scratches.

"What just happened was not a dream."

Akutsu took a deep breath, panting, and the sweat on his forehead kept dripping onto the ground.

The watermarks of sweat splashing one after another proved that what just happened was not a dream.

"What kind of power is that? "

The power of tennis played by Ryoumen Sukuna dealt a heavy blow to Akutsu's young heart.

Akutsu has had a strong physical fitness since he was a child,

which made it very easy for him to learn any type of sports, so he couldn't arouse his enthusiasm.

But this time, the tennis ball that Ryoumen Sukuna showed him ignited his strong interest.

He wanted to find out,

why a small tennis ball could burst out such a terrifying power!

Akutsu knelt on the ground, looked at Ryoumen Sukuna standing opposite with a firm look, and shouted loudly.

"Aren't you a tennis coach?"

"Can you teach me the power just now?"

"Kid, why should I teach you?"

"You just threw the racket at me and beat me to death!"

Ryoumen Sukuna laughed jokingly.

In his eyes, Akutsu's behavior was just a bad trick of a child. Could it be worse than his coach?

"I apologize to you! "

'Dong Dong Dong!'

The proud Akutsu lowered his head and slammed it heavily on the ground three times.

"I kowtow three times, once to apologize, once to show respect, and once to become your disciple!"

"Please teach me!"

Akutsu's act of becoming your disciple moved the always cruel and cold Ryoumen Sukuna.

"Interesting!"

"Very interesting!"

"Boy, I accept you. Your teacher's name is——"

"Ryoumen Sukuna!!!"