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Chapter 540: Falling into hatred and despair, heading towards the ultimate realm of darkness

The same moves were used, and many people who witnessed the amazing confrontation during the shuffle battle reacted immediately.

Obviously.

This guy named Echizen Ryuga wants to use this game to complete his revenge.

"Unfortunately, although Fallen Perfect is very strong, it is not good enough for Ishikawa."

Qian shook his head slightly.

At the beginning, Ishikawa was able to suppress the opponent with great strength. Now, after fighting with masters from all over the world, especially after defeating the champion of the German team head-on, Ishikawa's strength has reached the top professional level.

Bang!
really.

The tennis ball that was wrapped in Long Ya's strange and corrupt aura was almost instantly discovered by Ishikawa, who raised his hand to fight back.

"how is this possible?"

Seeing that the opponent still solved the problem easily, many players of the Spanish team couldn't help but change their expressions.

"This person huh!"

Vice Captain Frio looked solemn.

He had seen many masters, including many top professional players. But even though he was no match for them, he could still roughly feel the gap between himself and them.

but.

The man in front of him, in just a dozen rounds from the start of the game to now, gave him an unfathomable impression.

Looking at Long Ya, who was emitting a terrifying aura, Frio's heart sank. It was not that he did not trust the opponent, but it was not a good thing to use a special move just after the game started.

At this level of competition, the more cards a player has, the greater the possibility of winning.

From this point of view, Ishikawa, who is unpredictable and unfathomable, is undoubtedly very dangerous.

Bang!
boom!
Bang!
boom!
on the field.

The two attacked each other quickly.

Long Ya's shots are varied and unpredictable, making them even more dangerous than Amadeus's [Dark Shot·Whale].

but.

Ishikawa remained calm and composed.

And when the attack reaches a climax, he suddenly speeds up his swing.

call out!
In an instant.

A ray of silver light shines.

The tennis ball flew past at an astonishing speed, and under the shocked gazes of others, it bounced out accurately at the baseline next to Long Ya.

"0-15!"

The referee on the high chair spoke decisively.

He is a senior person with experience as a referee in professional matches, but at this moment a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

too fast!
The duel between the two reached such an exaggerated level right from the start. Even as a professional, he was dazzled by what he saw just now. Thinking that the game had just begun, he felt overwhelmed.

"Take action!"

"It's the true meaning of the sword!"

"What a fast speed! This guy's shot is too scary, isn't it?"

Representatives from various countries looked shocked.

The players of the Spanish team looked at Ishikawa as if they had seen a ghost.

Fast, accurate and ruthless.

This shot seemed to come from another dimension, another dimension. Even now when they think about it, they still can't find any way to fight back.

This man is so terrible!

Can anyone really defeat him?
"As expected of you."

At this moment, Long Ya's eyes seemed to still have the image of Ishikawa's true sword attack. Even though he was a casual and unruly person, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

If the other party's ability was not so special that it could offset his ability to [swallow tennis ball], all the powerful abilities belonging to Ishikawa would have been his long ago.

Of course, this is just a pity.

After experiencing the disastrous defeat in the reshuffle battle, Long Ya, who drew strength from pain and despair, had already achieved a sublimated state of mind.

For him, the stronger Ishikawa is, the better. That way, he will feel a greater sense of accomplishment when he defeats him.

Moreover.

He had long anticipated Ishikawa's strength, and now, he was just letting things develop according to his plan.

Bang!
boom!
Bang!
boom!
The game continues.

But Ishikawa clearly took the initiative.

Although it was the Spanish team's serve, Long Ya was suppressed. The treacherous and corrupted power of light did not affect Ishikawa's state at all.

"He's too strong."

In the stands, Qp of the German team said solemnly: "No matter how the situation changes, his mental strength does not fluctuate at all. This quality has reached a level beyond imagination."

"Ah."

Polk nodded heavily when he heard this.

The opponent's mental toughness was something he had never seen before. Even many top professional players had not reached such a terrifying height. Even Polk himself felt a strong pressure.

In his opinion, Ishikawa at this moment might be able to use the trick of "interfering with reality with mental power" at any time.

"but."

Polk's eyes turned to the boy wearing the Spanish team's jacket: "That guy gives me a very strange feeling."

He vaguely felt that something seemed to be brewing.

Bang!
"Game!"

"Japan team Ishikawa, 1-0, swap positions!"

In a blink of an eye, Ishikawa won the first game.

Looking at the Spanish team, Long Ya's dark aura of selflessness was lifted, and a layer of cold sweat seemed to be secreted on his forehead. He looked unhappy, but he remained calm.

Bang!
In Ishikawa's serve game, he acted decisively and hit a lightning-fast serve.

"1, 15-0!"

The referee on the high chair was stunned for a moment before he spoke.

"hiss"

Looking at the white mark precisely placed on the serving line in front of Long Ya, everyone on the Spanish team took a breath subconsciously.

it has started.

Ishikawa, who is considered one of the world's top serve players, finally started his attack.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Subsequently.

Under the shocked gaze of the Spanish players, Ishikawa served three goals in a short period of time, and Long Ya on the opposite side had no reaction at all.

"Game!"

"Japan team Ishikawa, 2-0!"

too strong!
Ishikawa showed absolute dominance on the court, shocking the spectators around him.

The Spanish team's master, Ryuga Echizen, who possessed top professional strength, had no ability to fight back at all in front of the opponent.

They are both at the professional level, but their strengths are vastly different.

Almost everyone thought that the game was over. What remained was just a one-sided massacre.

The situation is also moving in this direction.

In just 6 minutes, Ishikawa won four games with overwhelming force, which made the Spanish players pale and dejected.

hum!
but.

Just before the fifth round began, a dark red aura emanated from Long Ya again.

"This is?"

Feeling the extremely fierce aura that was different from corruption, many people changed their expressions immediately.

"This feeling is perfect?!"

Tezuka, Toyama and the others' eyes changed slightly. They clearly felt the aura on the other party that was very similar to Wuwo. However, this was different from the fallen brilliance just now.

"Could it be that"

As if thinking of something, Mitsuya looked up and said in surprise: "Is this another kind of perfect darkness?"

"Well."

Qian was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Just like the three reserved lights that represent perfection, [love], [fortitude], and [loneliness], there are more than one opposite kind of perfection, right?"

"This guy is really good at hiding!"

Kaji, Toono and others looked at Long Ya deeply.

They remembered clearly that the opponent had never used this ability in the shuffle battle.

"Is there a possibility?"

At this time, Zhongdao suddenly asked, "Did he acquire this ability after that match?"

"you mean"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and many of them reacted quickly.

"Yes."

At this moment, Long Ya, who was holding the tennis ball tightly in her hand, had a fierce gleam in her eyes: "This ball represents my deep hatred for you after that game!"

Bang!
The words fell.

He hit the tennis ball hard.

As the dark red glow of hatred burst out, the stadium was instantly covered by smoke. Ishikawa, who was in the middle of it, was covered by the shadows of the balls that burst in from all directions.

now.

He closed his eyes and could clearly feel countless voices of anger, resentment, and pain. Roars mixed with screams were extremely harsh, as if they were going to corrode his spiritual world, confuse his brain, and mess up his nerves.

however.

Ishikawa just slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of overlapping black and white light flashed. The racket in his hand had already touched the tennis ball that bounced off the ground.

boom!
next moment.

A faint yellow light suddenly appeared beside Long Ya without any warning.

"0-15!"

"Gudu."

Seeing this, everyone swallowed subconsciously.

“Is that all?”

Kirihara, Momoshiro and the others murmured to themselves.

How could this serve, which they instinctively sensed to be extremely dangerous and terrifying, be cracked so easily?

"So... is this just the guy's bluff?"

Xiangri said subconsciously.

"Do not."

But Yagyu and Kanzuki both looked serious.

"It's not that this state is not strong enough, but that person is just too strong!"

As they spoke, the two looked at Ishikawa with intense awe.

The brilliance of hatred.

This ability is no less powerful than Fallen Glory, but it was cracked by Ishikawa in an instant. This is a brand new ability that has never appeared before. If it were someone else, even Polk from the German team, I'm afraid it would take some time to adapt, right?

However, Ishikawa cracked it in the blink of an eye. This shows how terrifying the other party's insight has reached.

"Does it represent the light of truth and wisdom?"

On the edge of the field.

Nanjiro folded his arms, a strange look in his eyes.

He had studied Ishikawa's information and knew that he had many abilities of different styles but extremely powerful.

Now it seems that the information is still too outdated.

Whether it was kendo or shogi, the heights that Ishikawa had reached were incredible even to him. The tennis skills that evolved from them were even more astonishing to him.

Bang!
boom!
Bang!
boom!
As time went by, Ishikawa continued to dominate the game.

Bang!
"Game!"

"Japan team Ishikawa, 5-0!"

Bang!
"15-0!"

Bang!
"30-0!"

Bang!
"40-0!"

After the break, Ishikawa served three aces at such a speed that even Long Ya was frightened.

"Yes, that's what it feels like."

However, deep in his eyes, there was a hint of excitement because of his trembling body.

pressure!

Strong pressure!
What he needs is this kind of powerful pressure that makes people breathless!
Bang!
Suddenly.

Ishikawa's last serve hit.

The terrifying and despairing pressure suddenly erupted completely deep in Long Ya's heart.

boom!
next moment.

With him as the center, a strong gray-white aura suddenly erupted.

"Is this... the third type of flawless perfection (the light of reserve)?!"

Mitsuya, Ranbir and others spoke almost at the same time.

"A third type besides depravity and hatred?"

In the stands, on the side where the German team was, a possibility suddenly emerged in the mind of Qp, who was a staff officer.

"Could it be that"

"I want to thank you very much, Ishikawa-kun!"

At this time.

However, Long Ya, who was standing at the bottom line, slowly raised his head, and a confident smile appeared on his handsome face: "With your help, I finally mastered this third ability."

"W-what do you mean?"

Many people looked at each other.

They were totally confused and had no idea what the other party meant.

hum!
But at this moment.

With Long Ya as the center, the grayish-white aura slowly converged and merged with his body. At the same time, people also saw the black luster representing depravity and the dark red color representing hatred.

boom!
finally.

When the three auras were completely integrated into Long Ya's body, a heart-pounding aura suddenly burst out.

"and many more!!"

Seeing this, Mitsuya suddenly realized something and said with wide eyes, "Could this be the method used by the German team's QP to combine the three glories of love, fortitude and loneliness?"

"Trinity, the ultimate tennis!"

Maori, Kimijima and others were all shocked.

"The first set is over."

"Japan's Shin Ishikawa wins, 6-0!"

After the referee finished speaking, everyone had different expressions. Although Ishikawa easily won the first set, the situation at this time suddenly became more complicated.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the young man with dark green hair.

Feeling that strong aura that almost triggered their mental strength at a glance and caused their negative emotions to stir, professional masters such as Amadeus, Camus, and Reinhardt all trembled in their hearts.

Because, that is undoubtedly the ultimate realm of top-level ability in professional tennis!

(End of this chapter)