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

"boom!"

"boom!"

On the court, the sounds of balls hitting the ball rang out one after another, but gradually lost their original rhythm and strength. Each sound was like a heavy hammer hitting Shishido Ryo's heart.

Ten minutes may be just a fleeting moment for the audience, but for Shishido Ryo, who is experiencing the darkest moment of his career, every second seems to be infinitely stretched and extremely torturous.

The glaring "6-0" on the scoreboard was like a cold judgment, announcing his complete defeat.

This number not only represents the end of the game, but also seems to be a mockery of his status as a regular member of the Hyotei tennis club.

Shishido Ryo's eyes shifted from initial disbelief to deep despair. He collapsed to his knees, his hands clenched into fists, his nails digging into his palms, yet his body couldn't stop shaking. He muttered repeatedly, "This is impossible... This is impossible..." His voice was filled with disbelief and self-doubt. Tears welled up in his eyes, but eventually they fell, dripping onto the cold ground, creating tiny ripples.

The surrounding noise seemed to have moved away from him at this moment, leaving only the heavy heartbeat and the faint discussions coming from the audience in the distance.

Shishido Ryo knew that his current state of disarray and failure had become a hot topic of conversation. But what was even more difficult for him to accept was his own inner sense of defeat and powerlessness.

He stood up suddenly, not even bothering to wipe the tears from his face, and staggered out, as if trying to escape from this suffocating place.

Seeing this, Hou Changtaro instinctively wanted to chase after him to comfort him, but was calmly stopped by Karaji Takahiro who was standing beside him.

"Buyer, this..." Hou Chotaro looked at Atobe Keigo anxiously, his eyes full of worry for Shishido Ryo. However, Atobe Keigo just shook his head slightly, his eyes revealing a complex emotion - both disappointment in Shishido Ryo and expectations for his future.

"Let him go," Atobe Keigo said slowly. "Shishido needs to reflect on this. As a regular on the Hyotei Tennis Club, his performance today was truly disgraceful. He was beaten 6-0 by his opponent, and he barely touched the ball the entire match except for his serve. This is not only a personal disgrace to him, but also an insult to our entire team.

But now, all we can do is give him time and space to face this failure and learn from it."

Upon hearing this, Feng Changtaro, although still reluctant in his heart, could only nod silently and leave.

He stood there, his eyes closely following Shishido Ryo's departing back, silently praying in his heart that this senior could get out of the haze as soon as possible and find his own light again.

Though Shishido left the court dejected, his departure didn't dissipate the smoke of war. As the Hyotei Academy tennis club members took turns, the glaring "6-0" on the scoreboard hammered at the hearts of everyone present. This wasn't just a statement of the score; it was a ruthless erosion of the Hyotei members' deep-seated pride as members of a top-tier university's tennis club.

The glory and confidence that once shone brightly seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds at this moment, gradually losing its luster.

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, all the competitions have come to an end.

Unfortunately, Jin Akutsu stood like an insurmountable mountain in front of everyone. No one could win a game under his powerful offensive, let alone win the entire match.

Even Hyotei's regular players could only steal a few points with their keen insight and tacit cooperation when Akutsu's physical strength was a little relaxed, but such a victory was too small to cover up the huge overall gap.

Faced with such a result, although the members of the Hyotei Tennis Club were unwilling to accept it, they had to admit that Jin Akutsu, with his amazing physical fitness, wild and unruly batting style, extraordinary speed and reaction, and near-perfect physical skills, almost single-handedly made the entire Hyotei Tennis Club feel an unprecedented sense of frustration.

Atobe's expression gradually darkened, and his eyes, which usually shone with confidence, now revealed some subtle complex emotions.

He knew that his players, after two years of fighting side by side, had already established a deep understanding and trust among each other. However, facing Akutsu's nearly unstoppable strength, they were unable to win a single game, not to mention the exhaustion of the round-robin match.

Such a result was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Atobe, who was always known for his arrogance, and it caused ripples in his heart.

Tianyu stood in the stands, taking it all in. He knew it was time to end this long duel. So, he slowly walked down the stands, his steps filled with an indescribable calmness and composure.

He came to Akutsu, gently patted the shoulder of his teammate who had just finished fighting, and said in a gentle but firm tone: "Aren, you have done very well. Your performance today was outstanding."

Although Akutsu was a loner, he nodded slightly to show his acceptance of Tianyu's encouragement. He didn't say much, but walked silently towards the stands to take a break.

After all, after a whole day of intense fighting, both physically and mentally, they had reached their limits.

Seeing this, Tianyu also took off his coat and threw it to Akutsu. "Help me take my coat, Ajin. I'll be back soon." His tone was relaxed and natural, as if he didn't care about the result of the previous battle.

Although Akutsu said "Tsk, don't order me", his body honestly took the coat. He knew that Tianyu was not ordering him, but expressing his trust and dependence on him in a unique way.

After dealing with all of this, Tianyu turned around and cast his gaze directly at Oshitari. A faint smile played on his lips, and a challenging glint gleamed in his eyes. "Come on, Oshitari Yuushi, you're the only one left. Let me see how powerful you, known as the genius of Hyotei, are."

Oshitari's expression was as gloomy and solemn as the sky before a storm.

His eyes flashed with complex emotions, including awe for the powerful opponent he was about to face, as well as the unquestionable pride and self-esteem of being a member of the Hyotei Academy tennis team.

In the game that just ended, Akutsu's near-perfect performance made him deeply aware that even though he was known as a "genius" in school, he seemed so insignificant in front of the real strong ones.

And at this moment, he is about to face an existence that is even more powerful than Yakujin - his elder brother, Deputy Minister Tianyu.

Inuzuka knew that in this match, he was at a complete disadvantage in terms of technique, experience, and psychology. Defeat was almost certain.

However, it was this seemingly irreversible disadvantage that inspired his deep desire for victory and the challenge of his own limits. He knew that escape was never an option for him. As a true tennis player, he had to stand on the court and fight with all his might to prove himself.

So, he took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with determination, and slowly walked to the other end of the court. There, Deputy Minister Tianyu was quietly waiting for him, his deep eyes seemed to contain endless wisdom and strength.

Oshitari stopped and bowed deeply to Tianyu. His voice was soft but firm: "Thank you for your guidance, Deputy Minister Tianyu."

Tianyu nodded slightly, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes. He understood that this action of Inuzaka was not only a respect for him, but also a recognition of his strength.

When Tianyu decided to play the last round, he had to show his true ability and wake up the genius of Bingdi. He couldn't stay silent in the Kanto level for too long. It was time to take the first step to advance to the whole country.