Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 155 The truth of the swastika, the cold light that splits the sea of ​​blood
"It's really a great blessing in life to be able to play against such an opponent." Tezuka slapped the tennis ball, and the seamless light suddenly bloomed on his body.

The sea of ​​blood churned, the ground shook, and the blood mist quickly swallowed up the light.

"Completely suppressing the opponent, completely healing and bone-shaking, this is a field similar to an arena. Swastika, it is really out of reach." Tezuka's eyes fluttered, and he suddenly threw the ball: "However, witnessing is out of reach The future is also a kind of happiness."

Bend your knees and buckle down.

The tennis ball spun and condensed into a wind drill, and rushed towards Shendailan fiercely.

"Tezuka, it is very rare to be able to persist here. I have seen your love for tennis."

Facing the ferocious serve, Shendailan stood on the ground, suddenly held the bat with both hands, and his eyes were deep.

"However, that's all for now, I will wait for you in the future."

After the words fell, a fierce aura suddenly erupted from Shendailan's body.

A sword glow soared into the sky, tearing a hole in the sea of ​​blood in an instant.

The sunlight is taken in through the cracks and shines on the site, bringing the long-lost warmth and dispelling the anxiety of the audience.

The gentle figure behind Jindai Lan became solid, with flying hair, and a sudden change in temperament, like an unsheathed sword, with the sharpness that can pierce everything.

"The way of the sword." Irie Sota's eyes were full of inexplicable meaning, and he couldn't help muttering to himself.

In the world of The Prince of Tennis, kendo also exists.

Sanada, like Li Haida, has learned kendo for a period of time and integrated it into tennis.

As for Kandai Lan, the master of Swastika, and Unohana Retsu, the previous Kenpachi, besides the ability of Zanpakuto, the strongest thing is the invincible way of swordsmanship.

Unstoppably sharp.

Enough to cut through everything!
At this moment, Shendailan seemed to have turned into a sword.

"Crack." The tennis ball fell to the ground, splashing a large amount of blood, and roaring towards Shendailan.

"Crack."

Shendailan took a step forward, and the crisp footsteps echoed throughout the stadium, as if the sound of the whole world was blocked.Only the sound of blood dripping down the shoes remained.

"laugh."

The racket was raised, and at the moment it collided with the tennis ball, there was no dull blow, replaced by the sound of being pierced by a sharp object.

The phantom behind him spread his arms wide, and the blade in his hand slashed across.

"Whoosh." The tennis ball was instantly swallowed by the white blade light and swept across the net.

"Crack." The lower net was torn directly from it and completely cracked.

The light flashed away.

Look again, Tezuka's head has been pierced by a sharp sword.

His skull began to ossify.

A pair of eyes finally turned into faint white flames, which could be extinguished at any time.

"Is this the way of the sword?" Tezuka's brain was stuck in that flickering light.

Integrating kendo into tennis, is this the hidden power of Swastika?

Different from the previous Swastika, this is an auxiliary Swastika, the main attack is kendo.

Tezuka lost his support and fell to the ground.

Can you still stand up?

He couldn't move his whole body, but the faint fire in his eye sockets was still flickering.

His indomitable will still burns.

but.

It only lasted for three seconds.

"When it is completely reduced to bones, there will be no strength to continue fighting, and the swastika will be lifted."

After Tezuka lost consciousness, the sea of ​​blood began to disappear, and the sky became clear again.

The stadium has also returned to its former appearance, the smell of blood in the air has disappeared, and the flowing blood has quietly disappeared.

Smelling the fragrant air at the tip of the nose, everyone feels as if they have passed away.

as if.

Everything they saw before was just their imagination.

The game they thought didn't exist.

Just looking at the game panel, the 5-1 score above is so dazzling.

Also remind them.

The sea of ​​blood before was not an illusion.

The referee rubbed his eyes hard, took several deep breaths of air, and didn't stop until he couldn't help coughing.

He looked at the panel in doubt, then at Tezuka who was lying on the ground, not daring to look at Jindai Lan, and tentatively asked: "Tezuka-san, Tezuka-san, can you still compete?"

The query was not answered.

"It's over, he won't wake up in a short time." Shen Dailan grabbed the capture line and walked slowly towards the rest area: "It is his limit to be able to persist here."

For national-level players like Tezuka, the swastika is completely a blow to dimensionality reduction.

If it hadn't been for Lan Jindai's beating, Tezuka would have become a vegetable long ago.

"Because Tezuka Kunimitsu couldn't compete at Youth Academy, Fudomine Kinyoran won this match."

"Game, 3-2, Fudo Peak wins."

With the announcement of the result of the game, Fudo Peak cheered.

"Fudo Peak~~Fudo Peak~~" The cheerleaders headed by Ju Xing cheered, and the Fudo Peak students who came to watch were even more excited.

Before, the results of the Fudo Peak Tennis Club were so bad that these students were unwilling to watch the game.

Now, with the rise of Fudo Peak, students began to volunteer to watch Fudo Peak's games and be proud of it.

Fudomine tells other junior high schools with strong regional competition and champion of metropolitan meeting.

Immovable Peak is here!
This year's Fudo Peak is very strong!

"It's over, it's an interesting game." Oni Jujiro let out a long breath: "No wonder the coach asked us to find Fufufeng. Maybe it will be interesting next time."

"Uh, to be honest, I don't really want to play with Kandairan." Irie Kanata pretended to be weak.

"Let's go, we will visit Fudo Peak tomorrow." Oni Jujiro turned around and left with big strides.

"Fudo Peak is the champion. It's not unexpected. It's time to go. The ranking in the Metropolitan Tournament is not important. The next Kanto Tournament is the moment for our Ice Emperor to play." Atobe smiled and brushed his hair.

"There is less than a month left. During this time, our Ice Emperor will close the school as before Fudo Peak, and seriously prepare for the Kanto Competition." Atobe left with graceful steps, and the main candidates followed behind.

"The next time we meet again, I will definitely not lose my fighting spirit so easily." Yushi Shinobu took a deep look at Dairan, and turned to follow Atobe.

Echizen Ryoma's home.

Nanjiro lay on his side on the tatami, seemingly flipping through a magazine, but in fact there was a radio hidden in the magazine.

"I can't believe it, it's unreasonable. Kandailan actually turned the whole venue into a sea of ​​blood. In the sea of ​​blood, he, Tezuka, even you and I are so small."

"It's appeared! It's appeared! This terrifying sword intent, Shendailan must be a master of swordsmanship, his sword intent is unstoppable, just by taking a look, I even feel like my eyes are being pierced."

"Appeared, this sword that cut through the sea of ​​blood, for a moment, I even forgot that I was watching a tennis match, I thought it was a life and death fight, Tezuka fell down, his head was pierced, turned into Bone! It's too bloody, too brutal, what kind of game is this?"

"Oh my god?! Huh? What's going on? The sea of ​​blood is gone, everything is gone, everyone is intact, the air is very fresh, I can hear the crisp chirping of birds, ah!! My head, my ears, What did I see and what did I hear!!!”

Listening to the collapsed commentary on the radio, Nanjiro twitched the corners of his mouth, and said to himself: "This brat's swastika is really scary. He didn't use this trick before when he competed with me, tsk tsk tsk, but Tezuka The little ghost is also very good, unexpectedly able to persist for so long~~There are so many geniuses in today's tennis world~~"

"Uncle, if you care about Ryoma's game, you can listen to it openly, without secrets." Echizen Nanako came to Minamijiro at this time and teased.

Nanjiro hurriedly closed the magazine, blushing and said, "Hey~~ I don't care about that brat!"

(End of this chapter)