Prince of Tennis: Ryoma's sister in Hyotei

"Huh? How do you know? Did you go to see the American team's game?"

Irie's first reaction.

"Yeah, let's not talk about that for now. How was the game?"

Atobe looked into the field.

Byodoin Temple is clearly in an abnormal state.

He has been repeating the same moves since a while ago.

He didn't think this would be a tactic.

"As you can see, it's not very optimistic. And how is Echizen's uncle?"

The ghost shook his head, expressing the anxiety of the situation.

And expressed concern for Uncle Longge's situation.

"Mr. Nanjiro is fine, but..."

Following Atobe's gaze.

Gathered on Long Ge.

Long Ge was a little different after watching that game.

Long Ge now exudes a sense of coldness.

She is angry.

It's not just Long Ya who devours the opponent's abilities.

And Long Ya's attitude.

She felt a little unfamiliar with Long Ya's ability to devour her opponents like a madman.

She remembered that the Long Ya in her memory was not like this...

Coach Mifune picked his fingers and complained about Nanjiro.

"That guy is really lucky. He fainted on the field and he is still safe and sound."

Coach Mifune sounded as if he didn't want to make things easy for Nanjiro.

I don't know how many times I've repeated the opening trick in Byodoin Temple.

Coach Mifune clicked his tongue and made a request to the referee.

Out of desperation, the Japanese team requested a ten-minute halftime break.

Ever since Long Ge returned to the table and said that, he has been staring at Byodoin's back.

Byodoin returned to the rest area.

He looked extremely tired.

This game was tougher than he had imagined.

Long Ge rested his hands on the guardrail that separated the playing field.

"It's simple. Just like looking into Senior Yuezhi's eyes, it brings an invisible pressure to others. The same is true for you now."

"pressure?"

Byodoin rested his hands on his legs, his head lowered in the middle.

Only Byodoin itself was unaware of this.

"You were like you were stuck in a time loop, repeating the same moves from the previous match over and over again, using completely ineffective moves."

Tanejima came over and reminded Byodoin of what had just happened.

But Byodoin's mind was blank and he remembered nothing.

Byodoin raised his hands to hold his head, remembering nothing.

"hateful.."

Byodoin was a little annoyed.

"Is there no way to solve this? Senior Tanejima? Boss Ghost? Then...what about Long Ge?"

Kirihara didn't believe it, so is there no other way?

Is it possible for me to just watch the boss of Byodoin being toyed with like a puppet by my opponents?

"This is his game."

The implication is that no one can help him except Byodoin itself.

Before the Japanese team could figure out how to end the game, the break was over.

The referee called out the two names.

"The break is over, both players please take your seats."

The game continues.

Byodoin, unable to break free, still passively played the game according to Borg's plan.

Shouting the opening moves.

Play the exact same tennis ball.

Unable to break free from the Borg's bondage.

Byodoin's spirit gradually collapsed.

But his body was still running, and he could no longer tell whether it was Byodoin's will that insisted he catch those balls.

Still under Borg's control, go and catch those balls.

For a moment, the thought of being unable to defeat the opponent filled Byodoin's mind.

It was a thought that Byodoin wanted to get rid of but couldn't.

Looking at Byodoin Temple which was on the verge of collapse.

"Too weak, are these the pirates of the world? They can't even conquer tiny Australia."

Borg stood in front of Byodoin and mocked him endlessly.

Faced with ridicule, Byodoin is now in deep self-doubt.

Does he really have the ability to lead Japan to the world?

Can he really do it...

Byodoin held his head in pain.

My whole body couldn't stop shaking.

"Boss, stop thinking about those things! If you keep going like this, you will..."

Watanabe has been standing behind Byodoin.

Trying to enlighten Byodoin.

But at this time, Byodoin could no longer turn back.

Without waiting for Watanabe to finish, Byodoin picked up the racket and set out on the road to destruction.

"His spiritual world has collapsed."

Long Ge just said what he saw.

"Collapse? You mean the Byodoin boss? How is that possible? He's the Byodoin boss!"

Kirihara said he didn't believe it.

"With the collapse of the spiritual world, the physical body has also reached its limit..."

The double collapse of the spiritual world and the physical body.

Byodoin Temple ushered in its final swan song.

Using the last bit of his strength, Byodoin's tennis ball came circling like a firebird.

"Hmph, it's useless."

Borg easily hit the ball back to the desperate Byodoin.

He used up all his strength and finally fell to the ground exhausted.

Upon seeing this, the referee repeatedly called out Byodoin's name.

Borg raised his hand to stop the referee's voice.

This confused the referee.

Isn't this his job?

I'm a little doubtful about what I'm doing sitting here.

Borg glanced coldly at the fallen Byodoin Temple across from him.

The man did not relax even though Byodoin fell to the ground.

He didn't believe that this was all he was capable of as a team leader.

Impossible.

"Stand up, Byodoin."

The friends in the audience seats outside the stadium were all praying, clasping their hands together, hoping that Byodoin would stand up.

"Phoenix, the legendary bird that rises from the ashes."

Long Ge murmured something that no one could understand.

The only ones present who remained so calm were Long Ge and Coach Mifune.

"It looks like the game is about to end."

"It's not over yet. That Byodoin guy will stand up again."

It was Amadeus who spoke.

He was sure the guy would stand up.

Because I have seen it myself.

The representatives of the Japanese team persuaded the coach to stop the game one by one, even if they lost the game.

Byodoin must never again be treated like this by its opponents.

"Just be quiet, you little brats, and watch the pillar of the Japanese team, your boss's tennis ball."

Coach Mifune shouted, and the scene instantly became quiet.

I was not only shocked by Coach Mifune's preaching, but more by what I saw on the field.

Byodoin stood up again.

It has returned to its previous calm state.

Borg looked at the increasingly powerful aura of Equality Court, and had only one thought in his mind.

"sucker Punch."

Under the expectant gaze of the crowd, Borg swung his racket and served the ball hard.

At this moment, Byodoin seemed to have transformed into an American pirate, and the returning tennis ball was like a bullet hitting the opponent.

For a moment, Borg didn't react.

Look at the man opposite.

Really? He made this man evolve again.

Amadeus on the sidelines was not surprised at all, because this was exactly the same as what he had experienced at that time.

He thought he had completely defeated it, but the next second Byodoin stood up again, regained its arrogance, and fought with him again.

"The Phoenix of Nirvana and Rebirth."