Tennis: I have inherited the king's legacy and I am invincible

"Serve, Inuzaka." Tianyu gently lifted his hair that was slightly wet with sweat, with a challenging look in his eyes, as if every strand of hair carried his desire for victory.

The setting sun shines through the clouds and falls on his resolute face, adding a touch of extraordinary temperament to him.

"Bang" the tennis ball quickly hits Tianyu

"Bang" Tianyu hit back perfectly. Unlike before, he suddenly hit a spinning tennis ball again.

As a genius, Oshitari could not ignore this detail, and he used the rotation of the tennis ball to perfectly hit a flying swallow back to the nest.

It quickly flew towards Tianyu's court, but Tianyu did not catch the ball before it landed.

"Inuzaka, look at my true strength," Tianyu suddenly became serious.

"Enter the state of secret faith." In an instant, Tianyu seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force, and the aura around him suddenly changed, like dewdrops in the morning light being instantly evaporated by the scorching sun. The image of a gentle and elegant nobleman disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Instead, a surging, wild and unruly aura suddenly erupted, like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years suddenly awakening, erupting with hot and destructive power.

The momentum was so strong that it seemed to tear even the air apart, forming tiny cracks in space, causing the surrounding space to distort and tremble.

The audience stared with their eyes wide open, hardly daring to believe what they were seeing. Many of them even thought they were hallucinating. The Tianyu who had been so gentle and elegant before them now looked like a god of war from the abyss, with heart-pounding red waves surrounding him.

The red wave contained endless violence and destruction, as if it could devour all obstacles, making people shudder.

The audience involuntarily took a few steps back, fearing that they would be affected by this violent force.

Atobe's eyes widened, as if he wanted to deeply imprint the scene before him into his memory. His heart was filled with incredible shock.

He knew Tianyu's past very well. The man who swept the streets of Eagle Country with his outstanding ball skills and was known as the "Gentleman of the Court" had long been deeply rooted in people's hearts for his graceful demeanor and elegant manners.

However, the person standing in front of him at this moment was a man who seemed wild and unruly, completely opposite to the image of a "nobleman", which made Atobe feel unprecedented confusion and puzzlement.

"Haha," Atobe said with a playful smile on his face, his eyes flashing with a challenging light, "It's getting more and more interesting. Let me see for myself your true strength, my dear friend."

The tennis ball seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand, running close to the ground, making a sound of breaking wind, and heading straight for the side of the court where Tianyu was.

A trace of contempt flashed in Tianyu's eyes, a confident arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he whispered "Dark Blood".

Before he finished speaking, an unprecedented dark red energy suddenly erupted within a two-meter range around Tianyu, with Tianyu as the center, as if even the air was dyed blood by this force.

This sudden surge of blood rushed straight into the sky, shaking the unstoppable tennis ball that was originally close to the ground to a stop in mid-air, and then slowly floated in front of Tianyu's eyes, as if gently lifted up by an invisible hand.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Tianyu's face, which was a desire for victory and confidence in his own strength.

The regular team members watching the game on the sidelines all looked horrified when they saw this scene.

Many of them were top players in the tennis world, but no one had ever seen anyone so easily resolve Ozawa's signature flying swallow.

At this moment, the strength displayed by Tianyu undoubtedly shocked everyone.

"Blood Slash!" Tianyu murmured. Although the voice was light, it contained endless murderous aura.

He swung his racket violently, hitting the tennis ball that was floating in front of him with lightning speed. The tennis ball instantly turned into a dazzling yellow laser under the impact of the racket, streaking through the sky and flying back to Ozaki's half of the court at an astonishing speed.

Oshitari was caught off guard by the sudden attack and had no time to react before the ball passed over his head and landed steadily within bounds.

"Game, Tianyu! Score 5-0!" The referee's voice rang out on the court, announcing Tianyu's victory. Upon hearing this, Xianghi looked at Tadanosuke in disbelief, eagerly asking about the speed of the ball. Tadanosuke also looked at the stopwatch in shock, and after a moment, he reported a staggering data: "208km/h!"

When this number was announced, the starting players gasped, their faces becoming even more solemn. They knew that this speed was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The strength displayed by Tianyu undoubtedly made them feel unprecedented pressure and challenges, and Jibe also looked solemn.

Tianyu completely ignored the chaos around him. He gently restrained his aura and seemed to have instantly turned back into the "nobleman on the court", calm and composed.

"It's my turn to serve, Ozuki. Let me put a perfect end to this game."

Before he finished speaking, Tianyu had quietly transformed into the form of Guangxin. The air around him seemed to be gently embraced by holy light, which was completely different from before. Everyone was stunned and amazed at this drastic change.

Tianyu was completely unaware of this. He was completely focused on the battle at hand.

"Go, Phantom Blade!" With a low moan, the tennis ball seemed to be given life, instantly splitting into four brilliant beams of light, rushing towards Oshitari's half of the court. Oshitari was caught off guard and could only watch helplessly as the crucial point slipped away.

"There are three balls left, Inuzaka, are you ready?" Tianyu's smile was full of teasing and confidence.

Immediately afterwards, two more phantom blades swept across the court like ghosts. Oshitari couldn't even touch the flying tennis balls and could only watch the score gap widen further.

The sound of "bang" cut through the air again, and another gorgeous phantom blade technique was performed. This time, Ozuki Yuushi seemed particularly cautious. He was fully focused, his eyes fixed on the fascinating light that was flying through the air.

He secretly vowed in his heart that he must seize this opportunity no matter what and capture the tennis ball that was a mixture of illusion and reality.

He adjusted his steps flexibly, his body seeming to dance with the wind, just to get closer to the moment that would decide victory or defeat.

However, fate always seemed to play tricks on people. Although Oshitari had given his all, and even felt his fingertips almost touching the real ray of light, when he swung his racket with all his strength, he was not greeted by the imagined impact, but instead a strong recoil as if encountering an invisible barrier. The racket drew an awkward arc in the air and was mercilessly bounced away.

As a result, Inuzaka lost his balance and staggered a few steps before he could barely stand.

Ozaka pushed his glasses open and looked at Tianyu with a puzzled look. He didn't understand why he was bounced away even though he had caught up with the tennis racket.

"My trick is not just as simple as cloning the ball. Even if you can find the real ball, whether you can hit the tennis ball is another matter," Tianyu explained with a smile.

After hearing this, a hint of contemplation appeared on Inuzaka's face, as if he was chewing over the implications of this unexpected defeat deep in his heart.

Although his expression remained calm, with even a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, a closer look revealed that his eyes flashed with unwillingness and determination.

He gently stroked the racket in his hand, and every touch was like a silent conversation with himself. The desire for victory was silently conveyed through this small action.

The racket seemed to be given life in his hands, trembling slightly as his fingers tightened, as if looking forward to the next confrontation, to meet the challenge together and prove his strength.

Those who are familiar with Oshitari know that behind his seemingly unintentional actions, his fighting spirit has been aroused.

As the light in his eyes became more and more determined, people around him could feel a powerful aura gathering around him.

It seems that this genius of the Ice Emperor is ready and is about to have his own awakening moment.