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

He wouldn't resort to illusions to attack his opponent, but suppressing those eyes indefinitely wouldn't solve anything; it would be better to have a proper fight.

"How scary..."

The two players on the field had already started fighting. Yuushi Oshitari was sitting on the referee's bench, looking around, but soon he covered his head and left the referee's bench.

It was clearly just two people playing tennis, but after watching for just a couple of seconds, he started feeling dizzy and lightheaded, as if his mind was about to leave his body...

"Close your eyes, don't look!"

Keigo Atobe noticed something was wrong, walked over and helped Yuushi Oshitari back to his side, while calling out to the people in the rest area.

This match has exceeded the comprehension of ordinary tennis players.

Although the other dimension did not appear, the simultaneous release of mental energy by the two on the field would draw those watching at close range into this eerie aura.

"Atobe, what's going on? Why is this happening?"

Jiro Akutagawa rested on Gakuto Mukahi's shoulder, occasionally opening his closed eyes to peek out, but only tentatively observing.

However, with just this little bit of observation, he discovered that Atobe's eyes were open.

"You won't be able to encounter these yet. There are some even more terrifying ones; you'll have the chance to see them when you're strong enough..."

Keigo Atobe placed Yuushi Oshitari on a chair to rest, then turned to watch the two players on the field.

As long as he doesn't directly confront the aura created by this mental power, he no longer feels uncomfortable.

But he also knew that if he hadn't experienced a mental shock before, he probably wouldn't have dared to pay too much attention.

but...

I hadn't realized before that Jiro's mental strength was actually quite impressive!

"Hey, Atobe, have you seen it?"

Jiro Akutagawa tilted his head and looked at Atobe. If he could tell, then he must have seen it before.

"I've seen it, but we never made eye contact, I never experienced it..."

Atobe recalled the scene he witnessed that night: dimensional tennis...

He really wanted to ask Sasuke how that giant, who was at least a hundred meters tall, perhaps even close to two hundred meters, managed to get involved with tennis...

But he was too embarrassed to ask, and he didn't dare to recall what he had seen; just thinking about it made him dizzy...

"Atobe is really amazing!"

Jiro Akutagawa glanced at the tennis court again, but after only a few seconds of watching the high-speed tennis balls flying back and forth and the strange atmosphere on the court, he turned back to chat with Atobe.

Anyway, Atobe said that once he gets stronger, he'll be able to see something even more amazing. So he'll practice whenever he wakes up, and eventually he'll get to see it.

Chapter 52 In this world, everything needs to be solved with tennis.

"Yukimura Seiichi, your ability to extinguish the five senses seems to only apply to three..."

Holding a racket and tennis ball, Sasuke stood on the tennis court and suddenly said something that ruined the atmosphere.

However, at this time, Yukimura Seiichi had lost his sense of touch, sight, and hearing, and being in a world without sensation, he was temporarily unable to give Sasuke any answers.

Destroying the five senses is just that absurd.

It is a form of psychological attack that completely disregards the rules of tennis.

However, Yukimura's attributes are no weaker than Sanada's, and he also has stronger mental strength and tennis skills than Sanada.

If he hadn't gotten sick later, and hadn't fully recovered by the time he reached U17, he might have had an even stronger development.

However, Sasuke had long understood this kind of plot arrangement during his years in this world; so-called plot-driven deaths are something that the characters themselves cannot avoid.

Whether it's Tezuka Kunimitsu's arm being hit or Yukimura Seiichi's illness, everything will proceed as usual unless there is an external force to stop it.

Just like he had experienced before, as long as one is caught up in the plot, one is bound to encounter the night of annihilation.

Because in the world of ninjas, without his memories, he is simply Uchiha Sasuke, a character in the story, and even with a completely different personality, he cannot escape the plotline...

His previous attempt to help Tezuka was ultimately a deliberate attempt to sabotage the plot.

So, should we try to bring forward Yukimura's illness, or even resolve it directly?

As someone who has been tormented by plots eighteen times, I'm very unhappy with this forced tragedy setting!

"Ha...it's not just about losing your sense of smell and taste..."

Yukimura Seiichi broke free from his self-isolation, only to be criticized for having only three or five senses as soon as he regained his hearing.

Kneeling on the ground, Yukimura reached for the tennis racket and used it to support himself as he stood up.

After swaying a few times, he finally managed to stand up. Looking at Sasuke's disappointed eyes, Yukimura had an urge to slap his tennis racket across Sasuke's arrogant face.

"How come I remember last time I still had my sense of taste..."

Sasuke tilted his head, recalling the incident from ten days ago. He realized that he still retained his sense of smell and taste, though not very clearly, but he couldn't be mistaken.

"It wasn't perfect back then."

Yukimura Seiichi wanted to hit someone, but a warm smile, like a hundred flowers blooming in spring, naturally appeared on his face.

"As expected, if you want to know if Seiichi is in a good mood, just look at whether his smile is normal."

Sasuke tossed the tennis ball up and caught it again, speaking casually, but one person tensed up instantly.

"Did you read Renji's records?"

Following Sasuke's gesture, Yukimura Seiichi found a middleman who was relaying information.

Renji Yanagi, the strategist of Rikkai University, recorded information on all members, including Seiichi Yukimura, who served as the department head.

Renji Yanagi's notebook does indeed record how he discerned Yukimura Seiichi's feelings.

"Impossible! I didn't bring that book with me at all!"

Liu Lian'er jumped up from his seat, making it clear that he would not take the blame.

That important notebook, which is probably kept at home, is unlikely to be seen by anyone.

"Even though you didn't open your eyes, I still saw this information. As for the notebook... So, does your Rikkai University have any analysis records about Seiichi's smile?"

Sasuke's expression remained unchanged, but the blood-red color in his eyes was gradually fading.

Seeing Liu Lian'er open his eyes in surprise, he felt a rare urge to smile.

Although he didn't feel much sense of accomplishment from the tennis match that hadn't been finished, he had to admit that the method recommended by the system was the safest and most effective.

He hadn't felt much from the previous match against Genichiro Sanada, but after using Yukimura Seiichi's tennis style just now, his mental strength was rapidly stabilizing.

Although the system said it had no requirements or restrictions for him, it used a gentler approach to let him experience some aspects of the world itself.

Tennis is fundamental; all his problems can only be solved with tennis.

My physical constitution dictates that I can win by playing tennis in a straightforward manner, but this approach doesn't fit the general tone of the world.

So now the only way is to copy and imitate, so that I can play tennis that is considered 'normal' by the world's tennis players.

"It's a real shame that Sasuke-kun doesn't play data tennis."

Despite the chilling gaze that made his scalp tingle, Liu Lian'er helplessly joined in with a sarcastic remark.

He really didn't dare to look at Yukimura's expression right now, for fear that if they made eye contact, he would reveal some of the little secrets he had recorded.

Although he was very serious about compiling various data for everyone in the tennis club, he couldn't help but add some small labels and notes to everyone's personal behavior.

He never even brought that notebook to school; he just organized and recorded things in it himself after returning home.

"Data tennis is not for me. I'd rather spend the time collecting data on a tennis court and have a proper match."

Sasuke shook his head; he didn't want to use data tennis, a method that was laborious, time-consuming, and not necessarily effective.

No matter how clearly an individual's data is recorded, tennis players around the world can still make breakthroughs on the court at any time.

Take Yukimura Seiichi, for example. He entered a state where his five senses disappeared, but he still managed to break free in less than three minutes, and his mental strength increased again.

Although based on the five measurements, it might only have increased by a fraction of a percent...

But even this little bit of growth will be displayed in a completely different way on the tennis court.

"Data doesn't lie, but of course, we have to admit that sometimes data is fake. For example, regarding Sasuke's data, apart from his height and gender, I haven't found any data that can be confirmed to be 100% true."

When Renji Yanagi heard that his passion for data-driven tennis was being dismissed, he reiterated, with great resentment, the principle that data doesn't lie.

If data errors are encountered, it's simply because real data wasn't collected.

"Liu, we can confirm that Sasuke's face is real, since he doesn't have the habit of wearing makeup."

Yuushi Oshitari's headache had subsided, so he stood up and walked over to Renji Yanagi, providing him with another piece of confirmed information.

"Not necessarily. Although Sasuke doesn't wear makeup, his eyes can change color. It's currently impossible to determine which eye color is his true color."

Shaking his head, Yanagi Renji directly denied Oshitari's statement.

"What you said makes a lot of sense..."

Yuushi Oshitari's eye twitched a few times, regretting that he had bothered to talk to this guy.

but...

Sasuke's eyes do seem to have turned back to black.

Why would anyone have eyes that can adjust colors at any time? That's not scientific!

Chapter 53 Do you expect me to use Susanoo to make Rasengan?

"Tonight's event is over, I'm going home to sleep, I'm so tired..."

Sasuke watched as the conversation veered off course, shook his head, and left the tennis court.

His mental state has basically recovered. After resting for two days, he can start some new small experiments again.

Of course, he was not courting death; it was just a small test and a way to improve himself.

"That unglamorous guy!"

Atobe Keigo stood there, watching Sasuke's retreating figure with some worry.

He absolutely refused to believe that the guy was tired, but he wasn't sure if there were other reasons.