Prince of Tennis Fraudster

"United States team, 18-17!"

boom!

"Japan 33-32!"

boom!

"United States team, 56-55!"

The match once again reached a stalemate. However, the skill displayed by both sides captivated the spectators in the stands.

"This kind of doubles..."

Lucas's expression changed slightly. Beside him, his doubles partner, Yerkes, also looked serious.

They are genuine top-level professional doubles teams, but at this moment, the two of them felt a faint pressure from these two doubles pairs.

It's not just because of the dual dimensions.

Rather, it was because, through the cooperation between samurai and samurai, and between demons and demons, they gradually sensed the fluctuations of two different abilities.

The same ability, under extremely coincidental circumstances, can produce a new change - ability resonance!

Both sides simultaneously realized the resonance of their abilities!

Chapter 179 Victory and Defeat

Son of a Samurai!

The wrath of the gods and demons!

The constant collision and fusion of energy fields eventually formed two extremely unique abilities.

From the sidelines, seeing the figures flashing through the smoke, Chitose asked, "Kippei, do you think we can beat them?"

"How is this possible..."

Ju shook his head and smiled wryly. It wasn't that he was underestimating himself. It was just that these two doubles teams were truly too strong. With two different dimensions and the resonance of their abilities, even the golden combination from the Swiss team probably wouldn't dare say they could win for sure.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Which side do you think will win?"

The Emperor remained silent.

Whether it's the Echizen brothers or Oni and Kintaro, he's no match for them in singles. But when it comes to doubles, he does have some experience.

In a flash of inspiration, a dazzling light shone in his eyes.

The ultimate display of talent!

He wanted to use the moment when his brain was activated to see through the course of the game and make a judgment.

"Don't waste your time."

At this moment, Renwang shook his head and said, "No one can predict the outcome of this match."

Including himself!

boom!

boom!

After a 30-minute rallied battle, having temporarily gained the upper hand, Echizen, seeing the tennis ball soaring through the air, had a sudden inspiration and shouted:

"Ugh!"

He jumped up, looked at the tennis ball flying towards him, held the racket with both hands, and swung it out with a vengeance.

boom!

The net and the tennis ball collided head-on, and at the same time, a samurai phantom with a ghostly light in its eyes flashed past behind Echizen.

"Samurai Draw!"

Whoosh!

The tennis ball, once drawn, shot out like a sharpened top. Its target wasn't a corner or sideline, but rather the steel wire beneath the umpire's chair.

Bang!

The tennis ball hit the steel wire and immediately began to spin with a hissing sound.

Snapped!

The next moment, in the eyes of countless spectators, the tennis ball was cut in two and scattered at different angles.

"let's go!"

Backstage, an exhausted demon craned his neck and shouted, "Kintaro!"

"Yes!"

With a resounding "yes," Kintaro's eyes gleamed with inexplicable excitement, and he dashed off like a nimble cheetah.

The split tennis balls gradually overlapped in his eyes, eventually turning into a single point.

"Now!"

Kintaro's eyes lit up, and he leaped into the air at that moment.

Swish! !

In an instant, he split into two afterimages, each figure controlling half of the tennis ball. At the same time, the phantom of a ghost appeared behind the two figures.

"what!"

With a soft shout, he swung his racket out with a powerful swing.

boom!boom!

Two sounds of hitting the ball rang out simultaneously, and the tennis balls flew through the air, scattering to the sides of Echizen.

silence!

His samurai strike was countered in one fell swoop by the opponent he had identified as his adversary!

Whoosh!

At that moment, as if struck by a sudden inspiration, he felt the two halves of the tennis ball within his field of vision suddenly slow down.

"Distant mountains..."

Looking up at Kintaro, who had not yet landed, Echizen's eyes flashed with a solemn expression.

"I'm going in!"

tread!

Facing the tennis ball, he leaped up on one foot. At the same time, his figure split into two in mid-air.

Seeing this, Kirihara exclaimed from the sidelines, "He still has stamina?"

The match had been going on for four and a half hours, and even Ryouga and Oni were exhausted. How could these two brats still manage to pull off such a move?

"No!"

Mifune, sitting on the coach's bench, said, "This is belief, turning willpower into the final strength to support the body."

He could clearly see that, like the two high school students, Echizen and Kintaro's physical strength had also reached a point of exhaustion.

"Aha!"

With a soft shout, both players swung their rackets simultaneously, accurately hitting Kintaro's return shot.

Snapped!

Then, with a soft sound, the two halves of the tennis ball came together again thanks to Echizen's last bit of strength.

Snapped!

With another soft click, the tennis ball hit the net and bounced high into the air.

"This……"

The audience's pupils contracted as they watched the tennis ball still suspended in mid-air. Then, in the next moment, the ball landed steadily on the net.

"Gulp..." Someone quietly swallowed.

At this moment, the tennis balls, now joined together, gently roll along the white cloth on the net.

"Hey, hey, where will this land?"

Horio watched the gently rolling tennis ball with a look of anxiety, unaware that Oishi, Momoshiro, and the others beside him were even more nervous than he was.

call!

Just then, a gust of wind blew, creating a hole in the two tennis balls that were joined together.

pat...

The right half landed in front of Kintaro.

The left half then slowly tilted towards the front.

call!

Just then, another gust of wind blew, and to everyone's astonishment, it blew the half of the tennis ball that had been falling towards Echizen's side to Kintaro's side as well.

pat!

The two halves of the tennis ball collided, and Kintaro's smile froze.

"Match ended! The American team's Ryoma Echizen has won, with a score of 7-6!"

bump!

As soon as he finished speaking, Echizen collapsed to the ground. He rolled over and lay sprawled on the floor, his chest heaving, utterly exhausted, both mentally and physically.

He doesn't want to move a single finger now.

"We lost..."

On the other side, Kirito looked dejected. He had originally thought that they could win this match as well, which would guarantee Japan the World Cup title.

"Do not."

Renwang, standing beside him, shook his head and said, "They didn't lose to their opponents, they just lost to fate. This match should have ended in a draw."

The two sides are roughly evenly matched.