Crossover Anime: Transmigrated as Sasuke, but Must Start from Prince of Tennis

Chapter 143 Martial Arts / Sheep vs. Swordsmanship / Fox

"careful!"

A gasp came from the audience, followed by the sound of glass shattering.

Lights, cameras, and even some people's phone screens suddenly developed cracks.

At that moment, apart from the ongoing match, all other sounds seemed to suddenly disappear.

The person who shouted was still standing in the stands, but no one around him paid any attention; they were all looking at the field.

Inside the competition venue, they had already divided the tennis court into two parts.

On one side was a pure white aura raging with icy coldness, where a king-like youth stood proudly, his half of the field under his control.

In the other side, within the eerie blue aura, a nimble young man appeared and disappeared repeatedly, his movements unpredictable.

Only one tennis ball was flying around, and the scores were all announced by the players themselves.

The camera is broken and cannot record this match.

A mobile phone can only take a few photos at most, and that's about it.

This match will ultimately remain only in legend, with no complete video footage to record it.

But this is just the beginning, because it won't be long before they will all be able to demonstrate their strength once again in better conditions, or even in venues that have been prepared in advance.

No matter how many matches they play in the future, it will be impossible to see a showdown between the two of them.

"Score 7-6, Hyotei Atobe wins!"

After a long time, the referees on the referee's stand finally had a chance to speak.

This match, which can only be described as a miracle, has finally come to an end.

After the two returned to their respective rest areas and had drunk water and rested, the audience erupted in a deafening cheer.

It wasn't that the audience didn't want to cheer them on, nor that they were slow to react; it was just that the mental strength of those two people had completely overwhelmed the entire venue.

Now that the two of them have rested and their remaining spiritual energy has completely dissipated, they have given the others a chance to react.

"How can we fight like this? What follows is completely..."

Hiyoshi looked sad.

He's doubles player number two, and he's about to go on stage, but...

The match just now put pressure on everyone; no matter how they played, they felt incredibly weak.

"Fight however you want. You've been suppressed for a long time now. If you can't beat Atobe and Yukimura, you can't beat Sanada and Niou, right?"

Sasuke leaned against the railing, watching the two opponents who had already stood up and were ready to go on stage. He reached out and patted Jiro and Hiyoshi on the head.

Although the atmosphere of today's second match is not comparable to the previous ones, they will still bring a different kind of excitement.

A clash of martial arts, a battle of ferocious beasts.

In every match today, he and Yukimura were both unlucky and coincidentally brought together by these people.

Ancient martial arts and swordsmanship.

These two ferocious beasts are dressed in sheep's clothing and fox's clothing.

"Uncle, have a cup of tea to perk yourself up."

Before the match started, Sasuke went in and brought Sakaki Taro a cup of calming tea.

Although the previous dual-domain confrontation was not directed at anyone else, the audience members' minds were suppressed and controlled, so Sakaki Taro, sitting on the coach's bench, naturally faced more challenges.

"Can these two make it to the World Championship? Or will they be treated as having special abilities?"

Sakaki Taro sipped his tea, glanced back at Atobe, and thought that these two kids were so strong they were practically inhuman.

"No, they can only be considered the top level, but there are quite a few people in this level. As long as it's not someone like me, there shouldn't be any problems."

Sasuke shook his head. He had said before that being too strong would arouse suspicion, but that was just an excuse to avoid pursuing a professional career.

Moreover, this is nothing at all.

When the World Cup comes, you'll find that nothing is impossible. Even if you release shadow clones on the field, no one will think there's anything wrong with it.

Take Keith for example, he dominated the battlefield with the Twins, and nobody thought there was anything wrong with it.

And then there's Borg, who even brought out a tornado-like attack, but all that was done was marvel at his incredible tennis skills.

"No need to make excuses next time..."

Sakaki Taro paused for a moment, then glared at Sasuke with annoyance. He felt incredibly frustrated that his brat didn't want to play and kept making up so many excuses.

Does he seem like the kind of parent who forces their child to compete?

"I'll take it back after I finish drinking it. The competition has to continue, and we can't have two on-site coaches."

Sasuke reached for the water glass, carried it, and walked outside the arena.

He never made excuses to appease his uncle, after all, he had already revealed his identity and past.

The reason is to reassure those friends and to prevent certain enthusiastic coaches from being fixated on themselves.

"You brat..."

After drinking half a cup of tea, it was taken away. Sakaki Taro watched Sasuke's retreating figure, feeling that the kid was getting more and more arrogant.

However, it's better to relax. Those tense years must have been exhausting.

The second doubles match begins, and both players take to the court.

Hyotei's Hiyoshi Waka serves first, a fusion of ancient martial arts and tennis.

The clash between Sanada and his kendo tennis, while not as dramatic as the previous match, was still dazzling to watch.

Cilang occasionally unleashes one of the three great gates, changing them at will whenever he wants.

They might even throw in some light-based attacks, forcing Niou Masaharu to adjust his illusions, switching so many times that he himself got confused.

"Ci Lang is getting worse and worse, who did he learn that from..."

Sasuke watched as Niou fell further and further behind, and felt that Jiro's performance was influenced by someone else.

Could it be that Jiro, who always hangs out with Rikkai University during training camps, is doing so to learn some people's cunning and perverse tastes?

"Generally speaking, it combines the strengths of many schools of thought..."

Yuushi Oshitari pushed up his glasses; he had long seen through Jirou's cunning.

However, he did not expect that Jiro could bully Niou Masaharu so badly on the field. Niou Masaharu was a cunning fox from Rikkai University, and it would be very difficult to bully him.

"I should get ready to warm up. The national competition has progressed this far. If I don't show my face on the field soon, I doubt anyone will remember that I'm also a member of the school team."

Sasuke shrugged his shoulders and, under the speechless gazes of the Hyotei members, picked up his racket and began to try to control his touch.

Warming up was just a joke; his body was always in peak fighting condition.

Now, he wants to use this final match to bring Hyotei's three-peat to a perfect close.

By the way, let Akaya also see what the legendary 'universal gravitation' is all about.

Keith had a good game today, and he said he'd try using gravity; it should have a good effect.

but...

I hope I won't have to pay for the damaged tennis court myself.

Although he's not short of money, he's not willing to spend it on just anything.

"Score 6-4, Hyotei wins, overall score 2-0!"

The referee's voice rang out, and Hyotei won another game.

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Chapter 144 Sasuke vs. Akaya Gravitation

"Master, the minister is tricking me again, but... today, I'm going to crush you!"

When Kirihara Akaya entered the arena, he first respectfully called out "Master," but then suddenly became arrogant.

He wouldn't dare do that in private, but now that it's a competition, he can show off again!

"I hope you won't cry so pitifully again later."

Sasuke glanced at Akaya, shook his head, and walked to the net with his racket.

His apprentice is indeed not very good; his aura is a bit weak.

For now, let's focus on the competition and continue our education later.

"Go, Uncle Sakaki! Defeat Akaya-nii!"

A cheer came from the sidelines, and when I turned around, it was Sasuke from the Sanada family again.

However, the name has changed again...

As for "uncle," weren't we just saying before that Genichiro was called "uncle" because he was too old?

Could it be...

"Hey, you little rascal, don't go too far! You should be cheering me on, you should be cheering me on!"

Kirihara Akaya held his racket and waved it towards the audience. He had finally mustered up the courage to play against his master, and this brat was going too far!

"Akaya-nii-san, you big idiot, you big idiot!"

Sanada Sasuke shouted again, then suddenly covered his mouth with both hands and sat obediently in his seat to wait for the game to start.

He wasn't afraid of Kirihara Akaya's red-eyed state, but his own father was glaring at him, so he really couldn't help but back down.

"Genichiro, next time you have a break, take that kid to practice kendo together. You started practicing when you were four, and he's already six, that's good enough..."

Yukimura Seiichi glanced at the audience seats, gave a gentle smile, and then turned to Sanada Genichiro to offer a suggestion.

As they were talking, the match officially began, with Kirihara Akaya serving first.

For Kirihara Akaya, he didn't even have a chance to use a regular ball; he was immediately hit with a light ball.