Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 617: The Infinitely Stronger World Pirates, Onijiro's Crisis

at the same time.

In Onijushirou's vision, the old hull seemed to be being manipulated by an invisible giant hand, making creaking sounds as if it could not bear the weight, and began to shake violently.

The wooden boards on the deck rubbed against each other in the vibration, making a harsh sound, as if they would fall apart at any time.

The originally calm sea surface suddenly surged up, and the dark waves hit the hull one after another like a mad beast, and the splashing sea water with a salty taste hit the face.

The sky was completely covered by thick dark clouds at some point, becoming extremely gloomy. The low-hanging clouds seemed like they would come down at any time and swallow up the entire world.

Bean-sized raindrops fell without warning, the rain poured down like a torrential downpour, and the dense rain curtain instantly blurred Gui Jujiro's vision.

The strong wind, carrying cold rain, was like countless tiny steel needles, constantly whipping his cheeks. The strong wind even made it difficult for him to stand firmly. He could only adjust his body's center of gravity with difficulty and maintain balance on the violently shaking deck.

Even though he was tall and strong with muscles, in such a harsh environment, his steps were unsteady and his body staggered uncontrollably, making every step extremely difficult.

"Jiejiejie..."

A strange and cold laugh suddenly exploded in Onigijujiro's ears without warning. The laugh was sharp and piercing, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, bringing a creepy chill that went straight into his heart.

Onijūjiro's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly became alert, his eyes scanning around frantically, trying to find the source of the laughter.

"One thing to say."

Kijujiro snorted coldly, his voice low and full of disdain, his chest vibrating violently and making a muffled sound.

His aura suddenly surged, and his clothes were lifted up by an invisible force, making rustling sounds.

His already strong body appeared even taller and more powerful with the blessing of momentum, like an unshakable mountain.

"Byodoin, your methods are truly ridiculous."

The moment he finished speaking, he raised his aura to the extreme, and his momentum spread out in all directions like a surging tide.

The Eye of the Ghost emitted a deep and mysterious light, instantly enveloping him completely. The light seemed to contain some powerful and ancient power, flickering in the darkness.

However, before he could make the next move, a cold light suddenly flashed behind his head.

Alarm bells rang in Onijusirou's heart. Years of fighting instincts allowed him to react instantly, and his body subconsciously leaned forward.

But the attack speed was too fast, so he could only quickly stretch out his right hand and grab the rapier that was stabbing at him.

A biting chill passed through his palm. The sharp sword blade cut a deep gash on his palm. Blood gushed out immediately, dripping along the blade, staining the deck with bright blood flowers, which mixed with the rain to form strange dark red lines.

Although he blocked the fatal blow at the critical moment and prevented the sword tip from piercing the vitals, the severe pain in his palm still made Onigiri frown.

However, he did not panic. Instead, he took advantage of the moment of contact to attach the divine fire of his own ghost shadow to the Western sword.

Even though it was raining heavily and raindrops as big as beans kept hitting the sword, the flames showed no signs of weakening, but instead became more and more intense.

The flames were dark red, like a burning netherworld fire, making a crackling sound and spreading rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, not only was the rapier completely engulfed in flames, but even the skeleton captain holding the long sword was enveloped by the strange flames.

In the rainstorm, a blazing flame wrapped around the figure of the skeleton captain. The flame danced wildly in the rain, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding darkness and rain, forming a weird picture.

Onijūjiro thought he had the situation under control temporarily, but at this moment, the creepy laughter rang out again.

"Jiejiejie..."

From his right, another skeleton captain appeared, holding a gleaming rapier.

The new skeleton captain had empty eyes, with crimson flames flickering in his eye sockets. His eerie laughter echoed in the rainstorm, making people shudder.

With a flash of cold light, the Western sword, wrapped in a sharp momentum, attacked Kijujiro in the raindrops.

Kijujiro frowned tightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

He quickly thought of a countermeasure and scanned his surroundings, trying to find a way to break the deadlock.

But the current situation was very tricky. After a brief consideration, he gritted his teeth, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he decided to take the risk and take the blow.

Because given the current situation, if he doesn't take this approach to make the Skeleton Captain even stronger, he really can't think of any other way to restrain him.

As the rapier in the Skeleton Captain's hand pierced through Onigirijujiro's shoulder, a piercing pain instantly spread throughout his body, as if countless steel needles were piercing back and forth in his shoulder.

Kijujiro groaned and his face turned pale as paper in an instant, but he did not hesitate at all. He raised his fist and smashed it at the Skeleton Captain's head with all his strength.

"Click~"

With a teeth-grinding sound of bones cracking, the Skeleton Captain's head was smashed off by his punch and rolled directly onto the deck. Under the impact of the rain, it slid for a distance along the inclined deck.

On Kijujiro's shoulder, blood flowed down his arm like a flood, quickly staining his clothes red.

On the shaky boat, the atmosphere grew even gloomier.

The sea breeze howled and wailed, as if mourning for this tragic battle.

Onijūjiro was breathing heavily.

“Huh…Huh…Huh…”

Every breath was accompanied by severe pain.

The biting cold, the dizziness caused by the violent shaking of the ship, the unbearable pain, the constant loss of body temperature, and the extreme physical fatigue, all of these impacted his senses with incredible clarity.

He endured the pain and covered the wound on his shoulder tightly with his other hand, blood oozing out from between his fingers.

Then he looked around vigilantly, his eyes full of caution.

Although his reason told him that everything before him was just an illusion created by the Phoenix Dimensional Realm of Byodoin, and it did not exist in reality.

But so far, the pain brought by each injury has been so real, so real that his body reacts instinctively, and cold sweat keeps coming out of his forehead.

This forced him to be cautious, and he thought to himself:

If all the injuries he suffered now appeared on himself after returning to reality, then even if Byodoin Phoenix was not as strong as him, he would have no chance of winning against a player who was in an undefeated state and at the top professional level.

And the next moment, the familiar crisis came again.

A cold light flashed, and the Skeleton Captain's creepy laughter once again sounded around Onigi Jujiro.

One after another, skeleton captains walked out of the darkness, holding rapiers, with flames dancing in their eye sockets, and approached him step by step.

Looking at the endless and indestructible skeleton captains, Onijūjiro's eyes became deeper, with a hint of anxiety and helplessness in his eyes.

If he continued like this, he didn't know how long he could hold on. He might collapse and faint from the double torture of mental and physical torture before the Byodoin Phoenix lifted this extra-dimensional field.