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"Yeah."

Nodding solemnly, Akutsu threw the tennis ball in his hand into the air.

The next moment.

He jumped up, his eyes like the stars reflected the tennis ball and Beichuan, and he swung the racket in his hand.

Bang!

After a crisp collision sound.

The tennis ball rushed towards the opposite side like a meteor.

"This is the first one--"

"Another dimension statue~~~"

Whispering softly.

Beichuan's body was gradually enveloped by the ancient atmosphere and charm.

So that the whole court became a little quiet.

An invisible majesty seemed to turn into a guillotine hanging over his heart, which made Akutsu's expression suddenly stern.

The next moment.

Teng!

Beichuan opened his eyes.

After that, an endless sharp edge pointed directly to the sky, as if the world was just opened, and it seemed that the power of God was endless.

The air was boiling, as if cheering for something, or kneeling down to worship.

"Be careful!"

The voice without any emotional fluctuations echoed ethereally over the entire court.

Waves of ancient aura gradually wrapped around the racket.

Like a knife or a sword, and like thunder and lightning.

Indistinctly.

Dark clouds continued, and thunder and fire suddenly appeared.

A blood moon was looming.

"Night attack!"

It was like the sound of ancient times.

The endless night completely enveloped this world.

Boom! ! !

Beichuan jumped up, like opening the sky, and swung the power in his hand.

In an instant.

The world was silent.

Between the night, thunder and fire, and the red moon.

A figure wrapped in black netherworld fire gradually appeared.

Merciless eyes, long black-gray hair, naked half-body, endless ancient and unidentified words, black chains and shackles.

He slowly raised his palm, and the tennis ball that was hit appeared in his palm.

Under the violent rotation, three different colored jades appeared around him.

The figure slowly turned his hand over and pushed the tennis ball in his palm towards the court where Akutsu was.

Then he turned and walked towards the ancient air wave.

Indistinctly.

It seemed that there were six figures standing in it besides this.

The next moment.

The figure disappeared, and the jade ball fell to the ground.

The eternal night broke out, thunder and fire in the sky, and the red moon bloomed...

Until the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the wind was light and the clouds were light.

It was as if I suddenly woke up from a dream.

Looked closely.

A 'flower' that bloomed like a violent aesthetic was quietly staying in a shocking huge pit.

"Go on."

Looking at the shocking court, Akutsu didn't say much.

He just said this to Kitagawa.

He immediately served again.

"Then-"

"This is the second statue of the other dimension."

The moment the voice fell.

Kitagawa's eyes became particularly sharp.

The whole person was filled with an indescribable vast breath.

Instantly.

The terrifying pressure fell directly on Akutsu.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The opponent was oppressed and gradually bent down.

At the same time.

Waves of dust and smoke gradually rose around Kitagawa.

Indistinctly, a figure walked slowly from it.

A pair of eyes flashing red, silver-white armor stained with blood, a long sword with a cold light, soul-stirring footsteps, and the wailing of endless wandering souls.

Rippling...

Like the sound of a sword.

A ray of clear light suddenly appeared.

"Gravekeeper!"

Under Kitagawa's emotionless voice.

In Akutsu's eyes, a huge figure that made him tremble was reflected.

[The soul that escaped should be killed! ]

It was as if the sound of the netherworld came slowly.

A long sword with a cold light pierced him directly.

Then.

The long sword seemed to nail him to the ground.

The huge figure turned into a puff of dust and dispersed with the wind.

Boom! ! !

Plop!

Chi Chi...

Patta...

Everything seemed to have never appeared, as the tennis ball appeared again.

A long sword suddenly appeared in the deep pit that was originally like a flower.

Like a tomb, like a guard.

At this moment.

Just two balls.

The court where Akutsu was was already in ruins.

"Gulp!"

"Is this really playing tennis?"

I don't know how long it has been, but it seems like just a moment.

After a swallowing sound.

Someone exclaimed in disbelief.

"It's just fantasy tennis!!!"

Looking at the court that looked like the truth, I don't know who said this.

Then it fell into silence again.

"Anything else?? "

After taking several deep breaths, Akutsu asked again in a deep voice.

"There is another one."

Kitagawa answered calmly.

To be honest.

For him.

He doesn't care whether others will collect his information and data.

On the contrary.

He hopes that someone will do so.

Even squeeze and force him.

That might make him grow faster.

"Then come on!"

"After this ball, give me a day."

"I will fulfill the promise later."

Looking at Akutsu Yuki who was worried with her hands on her chest in the audience, Akutsu said softly.

At the same time.

A tennis ball flew out from between his fingers.

With a hint of desire, he swung the racket in his hand with all his strength.

That was the desire for strength.

"Yeah. "

Nodding, Beichuan didn't say much.

The next moment.

A breath like the blazing sun gradually emanated from his body.

Compared with the previous breath.

This breath was more powerful and domineering.

It seemed to flatten hell, and it seemed to walk out a path to become a king.

Majestic, sacred, and domineering!

Until Beichuan was completely enveloped by this breath.

A road to heaven appeared faintly.

The wailing and sighing of countless losers were endless.

And at the end.

A figure wearing white armor, a golden mask, and long red hair fluttering in the wind stood above.

The dark red cloak rustled, and the red-gold inscriptions were outlined on the armor.

A huge long sword with a purple and dark glow was placed behind him.

"Tianba! "

Beichuan whispered softly.

No emotion could be heard in his voice.

At this moment, it was as if the Overlord of Heaven, the true king, was issuing a will to the mortal spirit.

The long sword that seemed to be the blade of the netherworld was instantly held in the hand of the figure.

As Beichuan swung the racket in his hand.

The long sword also chopped out brazenly.

Boom!!!

A huge roar appeared again from the court.

In the endless light.

The ball was hit and the sky was domineering!

Until the wind was light and the clouds were clear.

A tennis ball came to the other side of the court at a very fast speed, and then stopped suddenly in front of Akutsu.

Finally.

It fell vertically without power.

It rolled to his feet.

"I..."

"Lost. "

With a swish, Akutsu's sixth sense was relieved.

He looked at Beichuan with a slightly haggard look. Although his expression was still unruly, he smiled slightly.

Then.

He fainted from exhaustion.