Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

But this time, Borg really felt the oppression.

However, Byodoin became more and more courageous as the battle went on, throwing out all kinds of worldly skills for free to compete with Borg.

The scores of both sides rose alternately and neither side gave in.

The score finally reached 6:6 and entered the tie-break overtime.

The fate of the two countries depends on this one move.

It was Japan that created the myth, defeating the undefeated Borg and beating Germany.

It was Borg who maintained his undefeated record and reopened the battlefield for Germany.

"It's a tiebreaker now... so nervous, who's going to win?"

"Of course it's Mr. Borg!"

"No, no, look at that Japanese man named Byodoin. He's quite strong. He was able to fight Mr. Borg until now. Maybe he has a chance to win."

"Is there any need to look? It must be the one called Byodoin!"

"Yes, yes, the era of the Borg is coming to an end!"

The audience was discussing the final result of the game.

The supporters of both sides are like two people on the field, neither giving in.

But the outcome of the game remains unknown until the last second.

Even they themselves on the field could not determine the final outcome of the game.

"It's finally here! Byodoin Boss must hold steady!"

Kokaigi Kihara started practicing again, using all kinds of prayers.

The tie-break begins.

Borg took the lead and used the vortex baptism again to suck Byodoin into the endless vortex again.

But Byodoin already knew the opponent's moves.

Byodoin smiled brightly, and the racket in his hand was like a pistol. Byodoin turned into a pirate and hit the center of the vortex hard.

"Humph, I'm already immune to this kind of trick. I won't fall for it again!"

As the tennis ball was hit back, the vortex dissipated.

Byodoin has become completely immune to the baptism of the vortex and can even be defeated.

Borg had already realized that this trick had failed. His eyes flashed and he quickly adjusted his state.

His body was like a taut bow, ready to shoot the sharpest arrow at any time.

Quickly appear at the net ready to volley.

Byodoin refused to give in.

He hit a high lob, but Borg didn't let it put him off guard.

Sure enough, the next second the falling tennis ball turned into countless balls.

"Big hail in Libya."

Byodoin called out the name of this move.

Seeing this, Borg did not panic at all. He returned all the balls and even turned defense into offense, hitting a smash.

Byodoin moved quickly, slid in, and hit the ball back with all his strength.

This shot was kicked with all his strength and at an astonishing speed.

"boom!"

"1-0! Japan is leading!"

The ball landed in the exact opposite direction of Borg.

A flash of surprise crossed Borg's face, but he quickly calmed down.

The game continued with Borg serving.

Borg took a deep breath and tossed the ball high. The moment he served, the entire court seemed enveloped by a powerful gust of air. Byodoin stared intently at the ball, his muscles tense. The moment the ball struck the racket, he felt an unprecedented surge of impact. But he gritted his teeth and persevered, returning the ball with a peculiar spin.

The ball twisted strangely in mid-air, and Borg quickly stepped back, only to find that after landing, the ball changed direction and rolled toward the sideline. "2-0! Japan is leading!" the referee shouted.

The atmosphere on the German team grew tense, with Seyfried rubbing his hands anxiously. Meanwhile, Borg's gaze grew more determined, as he decided to unleash his long-hidden special skill.

When Borg served, the air around him seemed to freeze, the ball moving at breakneck speed and carrying a powerful spin. Byodoin seized the opportunity to return the ball, but it suddenly split into multiple smaller balls mid-air. Borg's mouth curled up, convinced he had secured victory.

But Byodoin was prepared. He darted between the balls like lightning, returning the ball with pinpoint accuracy. "3-0!" the audience erupted in exclamations. The Japanese players cheered excitedly, while the German team faced immense pressure.

Borg's expression darkened. He hadn't expected Byodoin to repeatedly defeat his ultimate move. He knew he couldn't hold back any longer, so he mobilized all his strength as he served, radiating a chilling aura. The ball was so fast it created a sonic boom, accompanied by eerie light and shadow effects.

Byodoin's eyes narrowed. He could sense the power of this shot far surpassing all the previous ones. He concentrated, employing his most profound worldly techniques. The moment the racket and ball collided, a small shockwave was generated. The ball flew toward Borg on an incredible trajectory.

Borg reacted quickly, leaping high and returning the ball with all his might. This single strike condensed all his unwillingness to give up and his will to win. The ball launched like a cannonball towards Byodoin. Byodoin, too, gave it his all, pushing off the ground with both feet and charging towards the ball's impact like a rocket, swinging his racket with all his might.

"4-0! Japan leads!" the referee's voice echoed across the field. The German players looked despairing, while the Japanese team's morale was high. But Borg refused to give up. He vowed to himself to turn the tide. The game continued fiercely, and every point was fought with a fierce atmosphere.

Borg caught his breath and served again. This time, his serve was imbued with a unique rhythm. The ball seemed to fly slowly, but in reality, it held a hidden power. Byodoin was wary of this, carefully observing the ball's trajectory. As he returned the ball, it suddenly accelerated, giving Borg the opportunity to smash it hard. Byodoin managed to parry it back, but it was already struggling. The score became 4-1.

The Japanese coach shouted from the sidelines, "Byōdōin, hold on!" Byōdōdōin nodded, regaining their composure. The next few rounds were a fierce back-and-forth, with neither side yielding. Borg constantly shifted tactics, sometimes employing aggressive attacks, sometimes employing clever tactics. Byōdōdōin responded with tenacious perseverance and remarkable adaptability.

Just as Borg was about to launch another powerful attack, he suddenly felt a leg cramp. Overexertion had drained him of his energy. He gritted his teeth, unwilling to give up easily. But Byodoin seized the opportunity and slotted a beautiful diagonal shot. "5-1!" With the referee's call, Japan edged closer to victory, while Germany could only accept its impending defeat.