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

Chapter 475: Living in Death? The Overlord Standing at the Crossroads of Death, Trying to Win

Byodoin Phoenix took a deep breath, his chest puffed out, and his nostrils flared slightly, as if he wanted to inhale all the surrounding air into his body.

He stared at Beichuan with a sharp gaze, his eyes full of determination and resoluteness, and then spoke forcefully in an unquestionable tone.

"Serve! Junior Beichuan~ It's still uncertain who will win or lose this time!"

The voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the empty tennis court and causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

There is no doubt that this time the Byodoin Phoenix is ​​in significantly stronger condition than before.

Anyone who faces an opponent who once defeated him completely and felt like he was "killed" will involuntarily feel ripples of fear in his heart.

Even someone as powerful as the Byodoin Phoenix would find it difficult to completely escape this instinctive psychological reaction.

After all, the experience of being crushed to despair is too profound. Although the previous "death" was just an exaggerated description and not the real disappearance of life, who can guarantee that you will be so lucky next time?

This kind of unknown fear would make even him feel a little uneasy deep in his heart.

Kitagawa looked at the Byodoin Phoenix, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a confident and fighting smile. In the sunlight, his teeth were white and dazzling.

Without any hesitation or excuse, he immediately threw the tennis ball in his hand high into the air.

The tennis ball gleamed in the sunlight, like a star about to bloom.

Kitagawa's eyes were shining with excitement and anticipation as he stared at the tennis ball in the air. His eyes seemed to express his full confidence in this match.

Followed by.

He pushed his legs hard, jumped high, drew a smooth arc in the air, then swung the racket in his hand and hit the ball with an unstoppable momentum.

"boom!"

A crisp and loud crash sounded instantly. The sound was like a thunder, exploding over the court, making everyone's eardrums hurt slightly.

Under the influence of this powerful force, the tennis ball shot out in an instant like a silver stream of light.

The speed is so fast that it is almost difficult for the human eye to catch its trajectory.

The power is so strong that it almost reaches the level of a full-strength attack from a professional elite player.

The tennis ball flew rapidly towards the Phoenix of Byodoin Temple with a whistling sound.

"Are you underestimating me?"

Byodoin Phoenix's face darkened, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he spoke in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the ground with both feet, and the soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground violently, making a sharp and piercing "swish" sound.

The whole person sprinted towards the tennis ball like an arrow.

He raised the racket in his hand high, and cut it down from top to bottom with tremendous force.

At the moment when the racket collided with the tennis ball that had just bounced up, a dazzling light suddenly bloomed on the racket in his hand.

The light was so bright that it was almost impossible to open one's eyes, as if all the light in the world had gathered together.

"Chichi~~~"

The tennis ball was spinning wildly on the racket, at an unimaginable speed. It felt like it would pierce the racket face directly like a high-speed rotating drill in the next second. The oppressive feeling brought by the strong rotation made people around feel nervous.

At this moment, Byodoin Phoenix swung its sword with all its might, shouting, "Neon Technique!"

In an instant.

A terrifying aura spread out from him, as if it had substance. It pressed the air around him so hard that it seemed to solidify, making it difficult for people to breathe.

Immediately afterwards, the tennis ball flew over the net and headed towards Beichuan.

In the blink of an eye, "Bang!"

Under the gaze of the onlookers, the tennis ball began to undergo strange changes, and it expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a blink of an eye, the originally small tennis ball became as big as a towering mountain, and it rushed towards Beichuan with overwhelming momentum.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up on the court, and dust flew everywhere. The strong wind carried the dust and danced wildly, making it impossible for the spectators around to open their eyes, and their hair and clothes were blown into a mess.

"Oh?"

Beichuan looked calm, without a trace of panic on his face, but his eyes were gleaming with excitement. Looking at the tennis ball coming towards him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly and he spoke softly.

"This is quite interesting. It seems that Byodoin-senpai has gained a lot from the Nibelungen Tennis Club. Well then, let's experience my evolved tennis!"

Compared with the neon-style techniques seen before, the technique currently displayed by the Byodoin Phoenix has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It is no longer just a simple display of skill and dominance, but also incorporates many different elements, which are intertwined to make this technique more complex and powerful.

If Kitagawa had never played against him before, when he saw it for the first time, he would definitely subconsciously think that this was a completely new and different tennis technique.

The next moment, Beichuan slowly raised the racket in his hand, his movements were slow and steady, each movement was full of rhythm and had a unique charm that was difficult to describe in words.

It seemed that at this moment, the situation between the two people who were originally playing a fierce game changed instantly, from a game of back and forth and neither side giving in, to Kitagawa's unilateral scrutiny of Byodoin Phoenix.

The Phoenix of Byodoin Temple opposite suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and an inexplicable uneasiness surged in his heart.

He looked at Beichuan, frowned subconsciously, and became secretly alert.

Then, Kitagawa raised the racket in his hand above his head.

at this time.

The waves that were originally brewing seemed to be suddenly strangled by an invisible hand, and stopped abruptly, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

The whole world seemed to be quiet at this moment, and the flow of time seemed to have stopped.

The warm afternoon sun gently shines on the court, covering the entire court with a layer of golden glow;

The thin clouds in the sky drifted slowly, as if they were quietly watching this fierce duel;

The crowd who were quietly watching the game held their breath, not daring to make a sound, staring at the two people on the court without blinking.

At this moment, it seemed that even the speed of the tennis ball was gradually slowing down, as if it was also affected by this tense and quiet atmosphere.

"Here it comes~"

At this moment, Beichuan suddenly spoke. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present.

The voice seemed to carry an irresistible magic that instantly focused everyone's attention on him.

After saying that, Beichuan turned his wrist slightly, and the racket instantly switched to the backhand position and held it horizontally in front of his chest.