The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

Chapter 229 Susanoo!

344km/h!!!

Is this something a nation achieved in a single lifetime?!

Inoue Mamoru was unusually stunned, and then, a figure suddenly appeared before his eyes: a tall figure with short silver-white hair, with two tufts of blue hair at the very front, also wearing a blue and white Hyotei team uniform.

Ochi Gekko, who hit a Mach serve of 301 km/h in the National Tournament last year, is now breaking that record again in the semifinals of the same tournament, in the same quarterfinals, and as a member of Hyotei!

Inoue Mamoru touched his chin, a hint of emotion appearing in his eyes:

This is the legacy of Hyotei!

This is what it means to be bound together across time and space!

One generation pushes the next, and each wave is stronger than the last!

If this continues, then there is truly hope for Japanese tennis!

After Inoue Mamoru finished his reflection, he shook his head with a hint of self-deprecation. "Alas, I can only say that I underestimated Kamiya-kun too much before."

Then, Inoue Mamoru's gaze became deep again. Although 344km/h is already a terrifying number and can secure a place in professional racing, is this really Kamiya-kun's limit?

Inside the arena, Tezuka Kunimitsu recovered from his sculpted state, and his heart began to pound uncontrollably.

Tezuka Kunimitsu tilted his head slightly stiffly, staring at the dented barbed wire. He couldn't help but recall the explosive sensation of the hot air blasting past. He slowly pushed up his glasses, a wave of lingering fear washing over him.

If something had gone wrong with his Tezuka Zone (meaning the ball deviated from its controlled path), wouldn't Kamiya have sent him straight to the hospital with that one shot?

He just went out, and then immediately went back in?!

(。□°) Dame!

Kamiya You flicked his racket slightly, thinking, "Well, it seems speed and power alone aren't enough."

Well, it's also possible that he combined the two without achieving the ultimate speed or the ultimate power.

Forget it, it doesn't matter. He's too lazy to try a second time anyway. Let's get straight to the main event and end this match in the coolest way possible!

Meanwhile, Tezuka Kunimitsu had recovered, changed his service area, and then served again.

"Bang!"

A perfectly spin shot.

The tennis ball bounced off the white line at the edge of the service court, and its height and angle were impeccable.

"Bang!"

Kamiya Yo returned the shot with a standard strike, and over there, in the Tezuka Zone, "Bang!"

Tezuka Kunimitsu slammed the tennis ball that had been caught in his domain back to him.

Kamiya You's lips curled slightly as he watched the tennis ball fly towards him again. The "cross" in his blood-red eyes rotated, first eliminating the surface rotation of the tennis ball, then temporarily sealing the internal rotation, setting it to automatically disappear after five seconds.

With his thought, several mist tentacles immediately emerged from the blood-red mist, wrapping around the incoming tennis ball.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the intense spin on the tennis ball gradually subsided, eventually turning into an ordinary, unremarkable slow serve.

"That's ridiculous!"

"What is this now?!"

Then, blood energy surged behind Kamiya You, and purplish-black waves surged outwards in waves, each one higher than the last.

"Lie down!"

"Holy crap!!"

The spectators outside the wire fence on the left side of the field all stepped back in unison. Some people in the front row even accidentally stepped on people in the back row, but no one had time to apologize or care.

Everyone backed away, their eyes wide open, their faces filled with disbelief and terror. "Hiss!"

"What an evil feeling! What is this?!"

"Terrible! So scary (°A°`)"

"Gulp (sound of swallowing hard)"

Inside the stadium, the referee on the referee's bench leaned back in his chair the instant the black-purple light wave appeared, gripping the armrests tightly and swallowing hard.

Kazuo Yoshikawa stated that he has officiated countless matches, but has never felt such a pure and genuine sense of reality as he did today.

"malice".

It wasn't hostility directed at any one person, but something more fundamental: like the indifference of a predator standing at the top of the food chain looking down on all living beings, like the nonchalant way a god plays with ants.

Needless to say, Tezuka Kunimitsu, who was directly confronted with the oppressive feeling, experienced an overwhelming physiological fear that significantly impacted his entire personal state.

Thus, Tezuka Kunimitsu reached the pinnacle of the state of selflessness, the limit of countless trials and tribulations. Thick, white flames burned on his body, and in this state, Tezuka Kunimitsu finally banished his fear. However, he did not pay attention to the fact that he had opened one of the doors to selflessness, because Kamiya You was the only focus on the field at this moment.

"Buzz!"

The surging purplish-black mist behind him suddenly brightened, followed by an extremely strange sound. Then, a skeleton warrior over five meters tall suddenly appeared behind Kamiya You.

Its entire body is composed of dark purple, translucent energy, and the texture of its bones is clearly visible.

In his right hand he held a purplish-black longbow, also formed from condensed energy, which looked extremely powerful at first glance.

"Lie down!"

"Huge! So huge!!"

Over there, Kamiya You swung his racket, using the standard forehand stroke that every tennis player knows, but at that moment, the skeleton archer behind him moved in sync with him!

The giant skeleton nocked an arrow and drew the bowstring taut, gathering energy at the arrowhead. Simultaneously, the tennis ball caught by Kamiya You's racket transformed into a purplish-black energy sphere: "Yasaka Magatama!"

As Kamiya You shouted his cool shout, time seemed to slow down for a moment.

Everyone saw that scene:

Kamiya You completed his swing in front, while the giant skeleton warrior behind him released the fletching of his arrow!

The moment the energy arrow leaves the bowstring, the energy ball in front of Kamiya You's racket is launched simultaneously.

The two merged into one in the air.

"Bang!"

The purplish-black energy ball transformed into a meteor, hurtling towards the right half of the court with unparalleled momentum.

Meanwhile, on the opposite side, the white circle beneath Tezuka Kunimitsu's feet shone brightly at that moment.

In the state of selflessness—the ultimate limit of countless trials and tribulations—Tezuka's Domain was unleashed at full power. The white vortex-like airflow spun and expanded with unprecedented intensity, attempting to entangle the incoming purplish-black energy ball.