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

Immediately afterwards, there was no hesitation or mercy on Akutsu's face. He took a deep breath, kicked his legs hard, and all the muscles in his body tensed up instantly, as if all his strength was concentrated on the racket that was about to swing.

Another powerful serve, accompanied by a whistling sound, came straight towards Jiping Tachibana's body.

This time, Tachibana Jiping had obviously learned a lesson from his previous failure. His eyes were determined, his feet quickly adjusted their position, his center of gravity slightly lowered, and he made sufficient preparations.

Akutsu's serve came like a cannonball, with a clear target and amazing power, but Tachibana Yoshihei, with his excellent reaction speed and superb technique, swung the racket almost the moment the ball left the racket face, and easily blocked the fierce serve with a beautiful volley.

But his opponent was Akutsu, the man who was called a "tyrant" by many players from Kanto schools a while ago. He was obviously not satisfied with this.

He moved like a flash of white lightning across the sky, and instantly rushed towards the tennis ball that was hit back.

He leaned his body back, almost parallel to the ground. This posture seemed extremely unstable, but Akutsu seemed completely unaffected. The racket in his hand was like a living thing, drawing a beautiful arc in the air and suddenly hitting the tennis ball.

With a loud "bang", the tennis ball seemed to be given life, hitting the ground hard, and then bounced back quickly at an astonishing speed.

Although Tachibana Jiping tried his best to dodge, he was still a step too slow and his knee was hit hard.

An intense pain instantly swept through his body, making his face turn extremely pale.

He supported himself on the ground with one hand, trying to steady his body, while with the other hand he tightly grasped his injured knee, his eyes flashing with intense pain.

"Game Akutsu, 1-0"

Kamio's anger erupted like a volcano, his clenched fists trembled slightly, his eyes burned with indomitable spirit and indignation, and his voice was slightly hoarse with excitement.

"Hey, referee, can't you see? This guy doesn't deserve to stay on the court and continue playing tennis!"

The referee also frowned, "Hyotei's Akutsu-san, please pay attention to your movements. Your actions just now are unsportsmanlike."

"Tsk, it's okay if I have poor ball-handling skills. I play basketball based on my strength. Your so-called 'sportsmanship' doesn't work on me. Since he wants to hide his strength, he will have to pay the price for it." Akutsu said with a defiant look on his face.

These words were like adding fuel to the fire, making Kamio outside the field almost lose his mind. He took a step forward suddenly, as if to break through all obstacles and face Akutsu directly.

But at this moment, a hand gently rested on his shoulder. It was Xing, and her eyes were full of determination and trust.

"Kamio, calm down!" Xing's voice was gentle but powerful. She shook her head and looked firmly into the arena. "I believe in my brother. He won't lose to anyone, including Akutsu."

Keigo Atobe stood at the edge of the court, looking deeply at everything that was happening on the field, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, as if he was both surprised and a little helpless about the scene before him.

He turned around, his eyes shooting sharp shots at Tianyu beside him, his tone filled with doubt and blame: "Did you ask Akutsu to do this? His behavior is simply trampling on the dignity of his opponent."

Upon hearing this, Tianyu smiled with a hint of innocence and helplessness. He shook his head gently and explained, "Atobe, you're really wronging me. How could I deliberately lead Akutsu to do such a thing? You have to understand, if I were him, facing an opponent who is obviously weaker than me but still unwilling to give his all, I would also feel angry and dissatisfied. Akutsu's personality is just like that. He pursues pure competition and a clash of strength. For him, an opponent's retreat is the greatest insult to him."

Upon hearing this, Atobe sighed softly. He smoothed the hair on his forehead with his hand, and a trace of fatigue and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"Alright, I'll believe you for now. Well, it seems my kingdom has truly welcomed a 'tyrant'."

Tianyu shrugged casually, as if he didn't care about such concerns.

"Atobe, strength is everything. This is an eternal truth. Akutsu's strength is exactly what our Hyotei needs, isn't it?"

Tianyu has been suppressing Akutsu's nature all along. It would be more accurate to say that Akutsu has submitted to Tianyu's powerful strength rather than suppression.

But you also know that a tyrant is a tyrant after all. His power will one day be fully awakened, and the tyrant will not be kind to opponents weaker than himself.

In fact, Tianyu was very happy to see this scene deep down in his heart, because the stronger Akatsuki was, the greater the hope of Hyotei to win the championship.

In this arena, only victory is the most important.

At this point, Tianyu's eyes became extremely firm. He seemed to have seen the moment when Bingdi stood at the top of the national competition, holding the championship trophy! So what if it was violent?

As long as it can bring victory, that is the best proof. And for Tianyu, only victory can make him feel true joy and satisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, as Tianyu expected, Akutsu played more and more aggressively, and every ball was aimed at Tachibana's body.

"boom"

"Game Akutsu, 2-0"

"boom"

"Game Akutsu, 3-0"

"boom"

"Game Akutsu, 4-0"

"boom"

"Game Akutsu, 5-0"

At this moment, Ju was lying powerlessly on the cold field, surrounded by complicated gazes from the audience and the noise that was gradually fading away.

His clothes were soaked with sweat and dust, and the scars on his body left by fierce confrontation were like marks of loyalty, silently telling of the cruelty of the battle.

Ju's eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment, and he kept chewing on a question in his mind: Did he really take the right path by choosing to seal his own strength?

The light around seemed to dim, and Ju felt as if he was being pulled into a deep and dark space by an invisible force.

In this void, his thoughts began to drift away, and the past scenes played slowly in his mind like reels of old movies.

First of all, it was the days when we fought side by side with Chitose Chitose and sweated together.

In the sunshine, their smiles are so bright, and every collision of the ball is like a spark of friendship, lighting up each other's hearts.

As Ju looked at these pictures, a warm feeling welled up in his heart, a deep nostalgia for that carefree time.

However, the scene changed and the projector suddenly accelerated, jumping to the moment that he still cannot let go of - he injured Qianli's eyes due to loss of control.

At that moment, Ju's world seemed to collapse. He saw the pain and shock in Qianli's eyes, and also felt the self-blame and regret in his heart.

This scene was like a sharp blade, cutting his heart again and again, making him feel extremely painful.

As his memories deepened, Ju felt as if he was being dragged by a powerful force, sinking to the bottom of the abyss.

The air pressure around him was getting lower and lower, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. Every wound on his body was aching, as if reminding him how cruel and merciless this battle was.

The wailing of those wounds seemed to be calling for him to give up resistance, let him fall asleep in this endless darkness, and end this game forever.

"I'm so tired, I want to stop and take a nap." In Ju's mind, he fell into a deep sleep, abandoning all his worries and responsibilities.