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

At this moment, sweat was dripping from Longma's forehead like beads with broken strings, soaking his clothes and sticking to his back, outlining his struggling yet tenacious figure.

His legs were trembling slightly, and every attempt to stand firm seemed to exhaust all his strength. In the end, he could only helplessly use his racket as a support point to barely maintain his posture.

His eyes revealed an indescribable fatigue and struggle, which was a portrayal of the severe test of spirit and will after exceeding the limits of the body.

Ryoma felt like every cell in his body was crying out for rest, as if he was on the verge of collapse.

On the other hand, Tianyu stood there like a breeze in the summer, relaxed and at ease, as if this intense competition was just a simple game to him.

There was no trace of sweat on his face, his breathing was steady, and his eyes revealed confidence and composure.

Tianyu served an ordinary serve. He didn't even need to use his inherited skills at this moment. Just a seemingly ordinary serve was enough to make Longma feel unprecedented pressure.

Then Tianyu turned around and waited for the moment of victory. (A real man never looks back at the explosion)

"Lyoma, do you feel the pain? Has this competition become extremely difficult for you? But don't worry, I will help you get rid of it soon." There was a hint of imperceptible tenderness in Tianyu's words.

His words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Longma's already tense heartstrings, making him stunned.

Ryoma's body seemed to have lost all ability to react at this moment. He stood there, his eyes fixed on the oncoming tennis ball, but he seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, unable to move or counterattack.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

In the boundless abyss of the sea of consciousness, Longma seemed to be in a vast and mysterious universe, surrounded by deep and unfathomable blue. It was not only the color of the sea, but also a reflection of the unknown area deep in his heart.

His body was tightly bound by an invisible force, as if it was tied to an ancient and heavy boulder. Every inch of his body that sank was accompanied by the trembling and struggle of his soul.

The sea water constantly assaulted his senses, and every breath he took felt like being gently pricked by thousands of tiny needles, painful yet bringing an indescribable clarity.

Longma waved his arms vigorously, trying to break free from the invisible shackles, but every struggle seemed futile, and instead made the sinking force more determined, dragging him step by step into a deeper and darker place.

In this endless sinking, Longma began to feel an unprecedented fatigue, an irresistible drowsiness that welled up from the depths of his soul.

His eyelids became extremely heavy, as if they weighed a thousand pounds, and it seemed so difficult every time he wanted to open them.

The surrounding scene began to become blurred and the sound gradually faded away. He felt himself being surrounded by a warm and soft darkness. It was a long-lost peace that made him involuntarily want to immerse himself in it and completely give up resistance.

At that moment, his world seemed to be shrouded in an indescribable miracle.

The originally blurry chaos around suddenly cracked open, revealing an unprecedented light.

This light was not as gentle as ordinary sunlight or as cold as moonlight. It carried a mysterious and alluring power, like a call from ancient times, penetrating the shackles of time and space and striking deep into his soul.

He felt an unprecedented urge, a desire from the depths of his soul that drove him to swim forward involuntarily.

His movements became unusually agile and firm, as if an invisible force was supporting him, allowing him to maneuver effortlessly in these unknown waters.

As he gradually approached the light, the surrounding water seemed to become soft and spiritual, as if swaying gently in anticipation of his arrival.

His heart beat faster, and every pulse was accompanied by anticipation and excitement for the unknown.

That light, like the brightest star in the universe, not only illuminated his way forward, but also ignited the fire of hope deep in his heart.

"It's almost there," he said to himself, "It's almost there, I'm about to touch the light that belongs to me." This belief guided him like a beacon, allowing him to no longer be confused and afraid when facing the unknown and challenges.

Finally, after some difficult efforts, his fingertips gently touched the light.

At that moment, he seemed to be embraced by light and felt unprecedented warmth and peace.

……

In the outside world, just when everyone thought that Longma was doomed, suddenly, Longma's body was covered by a layer of dazzling white light. This light not only illuminated his tired face, but also seemed to announce that some power beyond the limit was about to awaken.

In the audience, whether they were supporters or neutrals, their eyes widened involuntarily.

Then, the white light seemed to have magical power, weaving an endlessly rotating vortex around the dragon horse.

This vortex is both mysterious and powerful. It seems to be able to distort space and make all the impossible possible.

The tennis ball that was about to fall behind Longma like an arrow had its trajectory changed incredibly under the influence of this vortex. As if being pulled by an invisible hand, it flew uncontrollably back towards Longma. Longma subconsciously swung his racket.

Faced with this sudden change, Tianyu reacted quickly, but was still a step behind.

He tried to turn and catch the ball, but still couldn't catch it.

"40-15."

Then the white light disappeared, Longma fell down, and the whole audience fell into silence for a moment.

……

"Ryoma!" Everyone in Qingxue reacted immediately and carried Ryoma out.

……

Tianyu couldn't help but feel a little angry. He had actually been treated as an experience bag by Ryoma? He even allowed Ryoma to awaken the state of selflessness and use the Tezuka Zone. Damn it! If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have turned around. He was completely screwed. Wuwuwu.

……

"In the singles match between Hyotei Academy and Seishun Gakuen, since Seishun Gakuen's Echizen Ryoma withdrew, Hyotei Academy's Tian Yulin won."

"Hyotei Academy vs. Seishun Gakuen. Hyotei Academy wins 3-0. Congratulations to Hyotei Academy for winning the Tokyo Regional Tournament Championship..."

……

Next, there are some routine award ceremonies. Interestingly, due to the arrival of the butterfly Tianyu, the plot seems to have changed a bit. The schools representing the Tokyo area in the Kanto Conference this time are Hyotei, Seigaku, Yamabuki, St. Rudolph, and Fudomine (loser revival match). Ginka, who was a full-time supporting role in the original work, is not so lucky this time.