Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 185 Bible, Gun of Longinus!
Swish!
Yuki Satoru stepped on one foot and swung the racket with his arm like a whip.

Bang!
The tennis ball was hit by the racket, and the oval sphere was almost stretched into a long line, flying high into the sky over Shiraishi's head, and landed accurately on the white line in the backcourt.

"What an amazing ball control!" Shuichiro Oishi's face was full of surprise and admiration.

He is best at the moon volley, so he knows very well how exaggerated the demands this type of ball puts on the player's ball control.

Especially how relaxed Yuuki Satoru is every time.

You know, every time he uses the moon volley, he has to calculate the trajectory of the ball in his mind for a long time in order to accurately press the tennis ball on the boundary line.

Fuji's eyes opened slightly, and a strange look flashed in his blue eyes.

A simple lob turned something into something magical. Such a clever moon ball, no matter how many times you see it, it is still amazing every time.

"Fudomine Middle School Yuki Satoru scores, 40-0!"

After carefully judging the landing point of the tennis ball, the referee reported the score on the high chair.

If he guessed correctly, he should be using the time difference between the tennis balls falling to calculate the trajectory.

Perhaps, this is what people call the trump card!

Shiraishi Kuranosuke had already lost two games, and in the blink of an eye, it was his serve game again.

But actually
Every time the opponent hits the ball, he has already arrived at the landing point of the tennis ball in advance.

"That guy at Fudo Peak is really amazing." Yuan Zheya sighed softly.

And the same.

call.
Taking a deep breath, he bent down and took out the tennis ball from his trouser pocket, and squeezed the racket handle tightly with his palm.

"It would be too fanciful to try to defeat me with just one move~"

Swish!
The tennis ball was thrown into the air while spinning, and with his toes pointed, Shiraishi showed a very beautiful body posture in mid-air, and his arms were swung back and buckled down.

Uchimura Kyosuke moved the brim of his hat to the back of his head, looked excited, and pumped his fist in cheers.

Tread
As soon as his toes landed, Shiraishi Kuranosuke swayed his body without even thinking, then leaned forward and rushed to the net.

And
The opponent didn't use any amazing stunts, just a high-trajectory backcourt lob, and he controlled the rhythm of the game in his own hands.

Seeing this scene, Cai Qianguang's expression was full of incomprehension.

Tiantianbao Temple also has their trump card.

"Game, Fudomine Middle School Yuki Satoru, 2-0!"

"Shiraishi, someone else got the upper hand right from the start?" Kenya Ninzu frowned slightly. This was very different from what he thought of Shiraishi's style.

In everyone's minds, I don't know since when, Yuuki Satoru has become a being who will never lose. As long as he is present, everyone has a backbone.

"Yes, although it seems that Yuki Satoru hit this high-trajectory backcourt lob very easily.

Just from a brief exchange, you can see that Yuuki Satoru is unusual and Shiraishi's judgment is not wrong.

Ji Lejing pursed his lips, his eyes slightly moved, but in the end he just took a sign that said "come on", silently held it in front of him, and shook it gently.

"Kuranosuke was led away by the opponent's rhythm."

Shiraishi-senpai, what exactly are you planning?
The breeze blew the brown hair on both sides of his face. Shiraishi Kuranosuke had a confident smile on his lips. Scenes of Yuuki Satoru's lob shot appeared in his mind, and his eyes became more determined.

Watanabe Shu secretly thought.

Wow~Wow~
Swinging the racket in his hand, his arm muscles suddenly tightened and then immediately relaxed. Feeling that his left hand and his body had regained harmony, his originally tense brows relaxed.

Even I, who has played tennis for the shortest time, can already see that if I continue to surf the net, I will only be restrained by the opponent's high-trajectory backcourt lob.

Bang!
Power and speed blossomed perfectly at the point of contact, and the tennis ball was instantly drawn into a long straight line.

The white light flew by.

Yuan Zheya explained with serious eyes that he was also surprised that Shiraishi, who had been playing "Perfect Tennis", one day had someone firmly in control of the situation.

Osamu Watanabe nodded on the coach's chair and did not deny Tetsuya Hara's statement.

"?!"

Then, he cast his gaze on Shiraishi Kuranosuke on the field, but his eyes were still full of trust: "But even so, Shiraishi, I don't think you will continue to be beaten like this, right?"

Bang!
A flash of lightning flashed on the court, and a few rays of electricity stirred in the air before dissipating.

"Now, it's finally possible." Shiraishi Kuranosuke put on his smile again, glanced sharply at Yuuki Satoru, and smiled softly.

However, his current situation is not good. Shiraishi Kuranosuke is now in a state of being completely suppressed.

Almost everyone in Fudomine is full of confidence in Yuuki Satoru on the court.

Although he said provocative words, he seemed to be stating a fact. This calm tone made it difficult for people to feel disgusted.

soon.

"Senior Yuuki, you are so handsome!"

How on earth are you, called the Bible, supposed to organize an offensive against me?
Bai Shi raised his eyes and looked at the handsome figure opposite him, raising his eyebrows.

“What a fun guy”

"If you take it too lightly, you will lose miserably." Yuki Satoru had a smile on his face and hooked his hand at Shiraishi with bright eyes, full of provocation.

In other words, if Yuki Satoru wants to successfully use this move and prevent the tennis ball from going out of bounds, he must leave enough time to complete the calculation. "

Bang! tread!
The sound of the tennis ball hitting the racket and the heavy tapping of the sole of the foot on the ground, two sounds sounded almost at the same time.

The moment Yuuki Satoru caught the serve, Shiraishi's figure had already reached the net, standing there like an insurmountable mountain.

His eyes glanced at Yuuki Satoru, who had caught the tennis ball, and his expression flashed with confidence.

"So, as long as I hit the net on serve, there's absolutely nothing you can do to stop it."

"For finding a way to deal with it so quickly, you are worthy of [Tennis Bible] Shiraishi Kuranosuke." Seeing the yellow-green figure in front of the net, Yuki Satoru's eyes flashed slightly and he praised softly.

He swung the racket upward in his hand.

Whoa!

A powerful topspin shot flew out of the racket.

"Now, I will control the rhythm!"

Seeing the fierce attack of the tennis ball, Shiraishi did not dodge. He took a step forward with the soles of his feet, and the racket was tilted ahead of everything along with his body.

boom!
The tricky little arc fell diagonally to the left frontcourt not far from the net.

however.

"Is that right?"

tread--!
Before the tennis ball could fall, a foot suddenly came in, followed closely by the silver-white racket, which cut through the air with a clatter and swung towards the fallen tennis ball.

"No! The other party has been prepared for a long time, and the time to go online is very timely.

In this extreme situation, is it possible to hit a high-trajectory lob from the backcourt? ! "

This sudden change of situation made Ishiki Yuji break into a cold sweat. Worry and anxiety were intertwined in his eyes. Until he saw the shadow of the tennis ball suddenly lifting up, his expression finally stopped on the ugly side.

"Shiraishi must quickly return to the bottom line and reorganize the defense, otherwise we will be in trouble."

call out!
The tennis ball shot straight into the air. This ultra-high trajectory was obviously aimed at the bottom line of the backcourt.

"No, that's not right!"

Looking at the trajectory of the tennis ball, the golden Koharu lens flashed and he quickly calculated the trajectory of the tennis ball. The moment he got the answer, he shouted in surprise.

"Shiraishi did this on purpose, we are going to break the situation!"

Ta Ta shua~!
With a retreat, Shiraishi Kuranosuke pulled back half a step, then tightened his calf muscles and jumped forward.

At this time, the tennis ball flew high over the net, but compared with the path of the ball taking off from the backcourt, the tennis ball that only started to rise in the first half was obviously not that far away.

"Hey!"

With a low roar, the racket brushed upward from his back, and his strong arms drove the racket down with force.

Bang!
A sharp yellow arrow penetrated the entire stadium and fell in the direction behind Yuki Satoru.

Snapped!
The tennis ball brushed the ground and disappeared, leaving only a mark of the tennis ball, but as if in response to something, the mark of the ball suddenly stayed on the white boundary line.

"Excellent pleasure!"

"Aren't you quite competitive, Shiraishi?"

Noticing the ball mark on the boundary line, Yuuki Satoru took a deep look at Shiraishi, who was full of fighting spirit, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Bang!
The electric light flashed, and the terrifying wild atmosphere filled the court along with the tennis balls.

"It's a topspin shot to the backhand foot."

His eyes glanced at the tennis ball bouncing high from the ground. Shiraishi instantly analyzed the changes in the path of the ball in his mind, with a solemn expression.

"Sure enough, only after competing with you in person can I truly appreciate how powerful you are." Even after cracking that move, the pressure he felt from the opponent did not decrease by half.

And Shiraishi knows very well that even now, the opponent has never shown his true strength, at least he has never used the move that defeated Sanada in the Kanto Tournament.

"Let me reveal your trump cards one by one!" Shiraishi's mouth curled up confidently, and he aimed the racket at the lightning and swung it accurately.

Bang!
The electric light was smashed by the racket, revealing the yellow sphere inside. Then he waved his arm upwards, and the yellow stream of light jumped over the net and landed in the direction of Yuuki Satoru's backhand.

Chi Chi Chi.
Along with the violent friction sound, a perfect golden ring appeared on the ground, and then the tennis ball bounced up.

In an instant, the ring ejected into several gorgeous streams of light. They spiraled out and spread out like fireworks blooming in the dark night. The beautiful scene was unforgettable.

"Round table whipping."

Shiraishi held the racket high with his arm, and left a circular perfect secret on the ground opposite——

He looked at the still calm figure opposite, and said with full fighting spirit: "Yuki, you're welcome, just come and attack!"

"Game, Shiraishi Kuranosuke of Shitenhoji Temple, 2-1!"

"Please ask both players to exchange courts."

"Nice response."

Across the net, Yuki Satoru looked at Shiraishi, whose energy and energy had reached his peak, and thought to himself.

After removing the golden arm guard, adapt through two rounds.

The opponent finally perfectly combined speed, strength, endurance, spirit, and skills to display his perfect biblical tennis.

This kind of strength is no weaker than Sanada during the Kanto Tournament.

And compared to Feng Linhuoshan, who was specially developed to face different situations, Shiraishi's perfectly balanced tennis system like a ring can obviously deal with more complex situations.

However, the range of his circle is too small, and he can exceed the opponent's limit just by stretching out his hand.

If Shiraishi can expand this ring to the limit,
Yuki Satoru estimated that with all the five-dimensional data coming to Shiraishi Kuranosuke, even if he was the one on the field, he would have absolutely no chance of winning.

Unfortunately, this is simply not something that normal people can do.

Even Shiraishi later temporarily gave up the original idea.

After undergoing training at the U17 training camp, he finally understood how difficult it was to expand all five dimensions outwards in a balanced circle.

So when he was destroyed by Zeus' omniscience and omnipotence [Biblical Tennis].

Under the guidance of Shuji Tanejima, he did not hesitate to adopt relatively tricky methods, merging the elements he had into one, specializing them, and switching to different states according to the game situation.

It can make a certain aspect of oneself explode to the extreme in a short period of time.

This is the so-called [Star Bible].

And now Shiraishi, let alone expanding his circle to the limit, even the [Star Bible] is still far away.

However, the ability to perfectly balance mental and physical skills made Yuuki Satoru pay more attention. After all, this ability has a very good reference significance for the tennis system he is constructing.

stab-

The tennis ball left Yuuki Satoru's hand, and the racket flashing with arcs of electricity turned into an afterimage.

Bang!
Trio of Thunder·Arc Flash!

There was a surge of electricity, and the tennis ball pulled out a straight electric light above the court, like an electric spark beating, and the tennis ball touched the ground lightly.

欻欻欻!
Three groups of spherical lightning scattered out.

Shiraishi's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his tempered tennis skills came into play at this moment. He followed the instinct of the game and rushed to the right.

tread!
Step hard with your right foot and stop.

Then he twisted his waist and abdomen, turned around dexterously, bent his right knee and immediately formed a lunge, and faced the ball with both hands behind his back, but he had already locked the position of Lei Guang in his heart.

Swish!
He stood up from the ground, and with the help of turning, he stretched his arms and aimed the racket at the bouncing lightning.

Bang!
The lightning on the court disappeared, and the tennis ball flew back quickly.

"Senior Yuuki's arc flash was caught so easily by him?!"

Uchimura Kyosuke looked surprised. This was the first time he saw someone being able to counterattack this move so easily.

On the side, Tachibana Juping's eyes were slightly focused. He was confident that he would not lose to Shiraishi, but when it came to the basics of tennis, he had to admit that the opponent was indeed much better than him.

"What a pity. Yuki should really be allowed to play singles."

A trace of regret and passion flashed in Ju Juping's eyes, and the wild aura on his body disappeared in a flash.

Kyousuke Uchimura suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He turned around and looked around, but found nothing. He thought he had some misunderstanding.

"Good fight, I'm going to start attacking." Yuuki Satoru quickly went to the net, and his aura changed. The previous calmness suddenly became overwhelming.

tread!
With one step, an invisible halo seemed to appear on the ground around Yuki Satoru.

Ultra-wide range defense——

The absolute domain in front of the Internet!
Bang!
As soon as the tennis ball came to the net, a racket suddenly hit him and made a sharp volley.

"What a quick reaction!" Shiraishi Kuranosuke's eyes narrowed, his steps changed, he quickly caught up with the landing point, and hit the tennis ball back with his backhand.

Bang!
Bang!
Shiraishi kept trying to break through Yuki Satoru's defense at the net, but no matter where he hit the ball, the racket always hit the tennis ball back.

"This guy, almost the entire net is his defensive area?!"

After scoring countless goals, even if he no longer wanted to believe it, he finally accepted this extremely exaggerated conclusion.

Yuuki Satoru alone defended the entire net. What a wide defensive range this is?
"If there is no chance, create an opportunity!"

Bai Shi's mind was spinning rapidly, and various plans flashed through his heart. After he rejected them one by one, his eyes lit up.

Bang!
He took a step sideways and changed the direction of the ball. He swung his arm forcefully and hit the tennis ball hard with his racket. A violently rotating pale yellow ball flew toward the net.

call out!
The direction of the tennis ball was none other than Yuuki Satoru, who was in the center of the net and could defend all positions.

"Chasing and hitting the ball."

Yuki Satoru's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't expect that the other party would fight back in such a way.

Swish!
Unable to get out of the way, he put the racket in front of him and blocked the violently spinning blow.

Chi Chi
Powerful rotation broke out on the racket surface, the arm muscles tightened, and the strength was added to the three-pointer, and the racket moved forward.

call out!
The tennis ball flew out quickly, but Shiraishi Kuranosuke was already waiting there with the racket set up.

Puff!

After the tennis ball hit the ground and bounced, his slender arms swung the racket, and the racket frame hit the surface of the tennis ball hard.

Bang!
Extreme power produces extreme speed, and the tennis ball turns into a stream of light and flies over the net.

At this time, Yuki Satoru suddenly disappeared in front of the net. Shiraishi took a closer look and saw that the opponent had retreated to the backcourt.

"Not bad, Shiraishi."

Yuuki Satoru praised softly, but a serious look flashed in his eyes.

The ultra-wide range defense that once left Mu Shou with no choice but to retreat and avoid it, the absolute field in front of the net was cracked.

Chi Chi Chi.
As soon as the yellow stream of light hit the ground, it produced a powerful gyration, turning into a perfect golden ring, spinning violently.

Eyes scanning the ground, Yuuki Satoru was not impatient and had enough energy to evaluate the level of this ball.

"It's not a simple split ball, but a move that perfectly combines power, speed, and skill, even"

Whoa!

The golden stream of light spread out in front of him, and the beautiful and gorgeous light alternated and transformed, forming bundles of spiral stream of light, which firmly attracted the attention of the audience outside the venue, and they were in a trance for a while.

".It even has the influence of spiritual power. It is indeed a perfect circle."

"It's a pity. It's not enough."

欻!
The muscles in his arms tightened, and the racket in his palm quickly struck towards the golden beam of light in the air.

Simultaneously.

The red ring in his eyes flashed away, ignoring the other illusory ball shadows, and the racket directly caught the real tennis ball.

Bang!
Lightning exploded in mid-air, and a bolt of lightning that made people unable to react flashed across the court, and then shot out from the bottom corner of the court.

"Game, Fudomine Middle School Yuki Satoru, 3-1!"

The referee was stunned for a while, recovering from the beautiful golden beam of light like fireworks and the sudden explosion of bright thunder, and then reported the score with a slight hesitation.

"No, no way, you can even counterattack the round table attack!?"

Zaizen Hikaru had a look of disbelief on his face, his eyes widened. If I remember correctly, Shiraishi had only used it once, right? !
"As expected."

Shiraishi glanced sideways at the charred marks on the ground. Although he guessed that the opponent would be able to catch the round table blow sooner or later, he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

perhaps
Was he able to fight back just now? !

creak creak
He squeezed the tennis ball tightly. This opponent was stronger than he imagined, and heavy pressure suddenly arose.

Bang!
Shiraishi raised his hand and threw the tennis ball.

Bang!
"Fudomine Middle School Yuki Satoru scores, 0-15!"

Bang!
"Fudomine Middle School Yuki Satoru scores, 0-40!"

"Game, Fudomine Middle School Yuki Satoru, 4-1!"

"Please ask both players to switch courts!"

No longer holding back, Yuuki Satoru broke serve immediately.

It seemed that the two were going back and forth, engaging in a fierce baseline stalemate, but only Shiraishi knew that this was not the case at all.

"Huchi. Huchi"

Shiraishi Kuranosuke sat on the rest chair with his head bowed, breathing unusually heavy under the white towel.

At this moment, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and every time he recalled the situation of the game just now, there would be a trace of fear in his eyes.

In order to maintain his serve, Shiraishi made many attempts.

But when he launched a speed offensive and planned to change the rhythm of the game, before he could speed up the rhythm, the opponent had already shown a faster speed, which was so fast that it was difficult to react.

Then, he also tried to use power tennis to break the tie, but Yuuki Satoru's counterattack was even more violent. Just to catch the opponent's tennis ball, his arms are still a little soft.

In terms of technique, the thunderous flying birds in the sky are more clever and shocking than the round table attack.

Compared with his mental strength, the opponent's terrifying aura mixed with thunder beasts has already brought a lot of negative effects to him.

And physical strength.
Shiraishi looked up and looked across.

Yuki Satoru was drinking water easily in the rest area. So far in the competition, the opponent had only shed a little sweat, but he couldn't even maintain a gentle breath.

Suddenly, Shiraishi seemed to see a larger circle surrounding him, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not find a way out.

Yuki Satoru surpassed himself in every aspect!
"The game continues, please players from both sides return to the court!"

soon.

The minute and a half break ended and the referee's voice came over the radio.

"Shiraishi, come on!"

Kenzu Kenya's eyes flashed, he raised his fist and shouted loudly. At this moment, he could only try to bring strength to Shiraishi in this way.

"Come on! Shiraishi!". "Come on, don't give up!".
Immediately afterwards, bursts of cheers came from the Tiantianbao Temple team.

Yuki Satoru is the soul of Fudomine, but Shiraishi is not the soul of Shitenhoji.

Now seeing that the pillars are crumbling and about to fall, everyone subconsciously reaches out their hands, hoping to raise the pillars belonging to Tiantianbao Temple again.

"Everyone."

After a pause, Bai Shi turned around. He saw faces with twinkling eyes and full of trust. Inexplicably, a force rose up in his heart.

call.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm his violently heaving chest.

Shiraishi stepped onto the court again, all the hesitations in his heart were suppressed, and his eyes became sharp and determined again.

"I must win, because I am Shiraishi Kuranosuke who bears the name of the Bible!"

Swish~!

The white towel was thrown into the air and the game continued!

"Shiraishi Kuranosuke, you are indeed a respectable opponent."

Yuuki Satoru narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt that the atmosphere on the court suddenly changed, and the source was surprisingly the opponent's Shiraishi Kuranosuke.

The perfect tennis he has been pursuing has been surpassed by his opponents in all aspects.

After suffering such a big blow, he was able to stabilize his mentality and regain his strength, wanting to continue fighting.

amazing!
"However, I won't hold back just because of this."

There was a murmur, and lightning flashed on the court.

Stab it!

Yuuki Satoru started the offensive.

Bang!
Bang!
Soon, the fierce sound of hitting the ball echoed on the court again.

Facing Yuuki Satoru's fierce attack, Shiraishi Kuranosuke was like a small boat swinging on the sea.

Although the wind and waves never stopped, he always maintained a strong fighting spirit, preventing his sail from being destroyed by the waves, and sailed bravely, praying to find a way out.

But even so, the points that should be lost are still being lost.

Bang!
"Game, Fudomine Middle School Yuki Satoru, 5-1!"

Bang!
"Fudomine Middle School Yuki Satoru scores, 0-40!"

Bang!
Bang!
The game has come to the last ball. Everyone in Tianbao Temple held their breath and focused their attention on the tennis ball, not daring to make a sound.

I just kept praying in my heart: "You must keep it!"

"Shiraishi's spirit of never admitting defeat is worthy of admiration, but it's a pity that Yuuki will not give him a chance."

Looking at the figure on the court who was trying his best to keep the ball, Ju Juping had a solemn expression. Although the opponent looked very embarrassed, such an opponent should never be underestimated.

No one knows what kind of future a person with such faith will have.

"You are indeed very strong, but..."

Yuuki Satoru looked at Shiraishi who was covered in dust and sweat but still refused to give up, and said with a serious expression.

"Let's finish it."

With a sigh, Yuki Satoru's aura quietly changed, and a light green light appeared on the racket. He looked at the incoming ball with sharp eyes, and his long lower eyelashes had a different kind of coldness.

wow-

The whistling sound came. Just as Yuki Satoru waited for the tennis ball to hit the ground and bounce, the racket turned into a green light and suddenly touched the tennis ball.

Bang!
Power and speed were perfectly blended together in one blow, and a brilliant stream of light shot straight into the sky. This splendor contained endless murderous intent, like a spear filled with a ferocious and terrifying aura, stabbing through the air.

欻!
This is a lob, but not only does it have a very large arc, the speed of the ball is also far faster than other people's lobs.

The tennis ball reached its peak above the net, and everyone had to look up to see the shadow of the ball.

The moment it flew over the net, the tennis ball immediately began to fall rapidly. The violent rotation combined with the potential energy of gravity made the tennis ball fall faster and faster.

欻!欻!欻!
The speed of the tennis ball dropped sharply, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard three times.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke raised his head, and the strong wind pressure suddenly pressed down. His body sank, and a few strands of hair on his forehead suddenly spread to both sides. He saw
A fierce spear entangled by thunder spun and tore, falling from the sky, and a terrifying energy locked itself.

Can't avoid it!

Can't fight back!

Unable to crack! ! !

At this moment, Shiraishi felt like he couldn't even move his fingers, as if he was chained to a cross and could only wait for the next trial.

But he knew.

All of this is just the mental oppression and deception emanating from tennis!

"Speed, power, skill, and that powerful mental attack are all integrated into one ball. This is the real perfection——!!"

"Ho-!"

Several veins popped up in his neck. Shiraishi shouted angrily and tensed his muscles, his blood boiling, and he broke free from the lock of the qi machine.

“Even if it’s perfect tennis, give it back!!”

欻!
Swinging the racket with all his strength, the spear fell down, and the two met——

However, the next moment.

puff
There was no huge sound of hitting the ball, nor was there the fierce confrontation that Shiraishi imagined. The racket seemed to have swung through the air without encountering any obstacles.

Bang!
Immediately afterwards, an astonishing sound sounded behind him, and a deep ball mark was placed squarely on the white boundary line.

As Shiraishi swung the racket over his shoulder, an oval-shaped hole suddenly appeared in the middle of the racket. The edge of the hole was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade.

Sweat slid down his cheeks.
"Game, Fudomine Middle School Yuki Satoru, 6-1!"

"At the end of the game, Fudomine Middle School won, with a total score of 2-1!"

At the end of the game, the referee reported the score, but Kuranosuke Shiraishi did not respond.

His pupils seemed to have lost focus. Deep in his eyes, a spear was reflected. The spearhead was made of two separate sharp blades. At this moment, a few drops of crimson blood were dripping from the spearhead.

Dependence of perfect tennis existence.
Shaken violently!

The Bible that was pierced by it was dyed bright red, and the spear collapsed in the next moment.

The Bible suddenly shattered, and the pages were scattered. The blood-stained title page burned with a cluster of flames, burning it to ashes.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke bit his lip tightly, unable to stop his body from shaking.

He feels.

[Bible Tennis] completely collapsed at this moment——!
"Not only is reality unstoppable, but it can also penetrate the soul. It is a move that achieves the perfect intersection of speed, strength, skill, and mental strength.

Since he defeated the Bible Shiraishi in his first appearance, this move was named after the legendary "Longinus Spear" stained with the blood of Jesus. "

Yuuki Satoru whispered, and at the same time raised his eyes to look at Shiraishi who had not yet recovered.

"I hope that when we meet again next year, you can stand in front of me with a brand new attitude."

If you want to pursue perfection, you must take the imperfect first step.

Only when it is broken can it be reborn. On the day when it becomes perfect again, the small circle will turn into a larger circle.

(End of this chapter)