readytorunbook Chapter 852: The Tragic Wooden Hand and Tokugawa
Chapter 852: The Tragic Wooden Hand and Tokugawa
In the flowerbed beside the court, the flowers that were once so beautiful and gorgeous now look a little listless.
They lowered their heads slightly, as if they also felt the tense and depressing atmosphere of the game and were saddened by the tense situation.
The dewdrops hanging on the petals seemed to have turned into their sad tears at this moment, crystal clear yet making people feel extremely heavy.
Fortunately, however, Ryoma seemed to intentionally avoid a head-on confrontation with Kimite Nagashiro and Tokugawa Kazuya.
This meant that although the two players suffered some impact, they did not suffer much substantial damage.
Of course, part of the reason for this is that Kimura Nagashiro and Tokugawa Kazuya are afraid of hitting the ball with light, which is like a thick shadow covering their hearts, causing them to dare not catch the ball easily.
Kimura Eishiro's hands, which were tightly gripping the racket, were trembling slightly. His eyes were full of panic. He would steal a glance at the racket in Ryoma's hand from time to time, as if it was a sharp blade that would fall at any time and pierce his heart.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, slid down his cheeks and wet his collar.
Tokugawa Kazuya's situation was not much better than that of Kide Eishiro.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down and he swallowed hard. More and more sweat beads appeared on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and soaking his collar.
Although the power of the light ball was as fierce as a storm, the two men avoided it and did not cause them too much additional trauma.
However, the psychological pressure was as heavy as a mountain pressing down on their eggs, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.
"It's the last round..." Tokugawa Kazuya muttered to himself, with a hint of despair in his voice.
He held the racket tightly in his hand, his palms were already soaked with sweat. The sweat slowly slid down the handle of the racket and dripped onto the ground, forming a small puddle of water.
Every drop of sweat was like a silent expression of his inner anxiety and helplessness. They slid down his forehead, soaked the ends of his hair, and then flowed down his cheeks like tear marks, telling of his mood at the moment.
Facing Ryoma and Kintaro who were as powerful as gods of war, Tokugawa Kazuya felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.
He stared at his opponents with eyes wide open, trying to find a flaw in their movements and expressions, but all he saw was impeccable skills and unparalleled strength.
Even though he was in the perfect state of tempering and talent that he was proud of, he still couldn't find any effective strategy to restrain the opponent.
His brain was working rapidly, constantly recalling past game experiences in his mind, trying to find a glimmer of hope.
However, the skills and tactics that once helped him defeat powerful enemies seemed to have lost their effect at this moment.
His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but was drowned out by the tense atmosphere.
The murmuring sound seemed like his final struggle against the fear and anxiety in his heart.
It is worth mentioning that Tokugawa never demonstrated the black hole from beginning to end, which made people wonder whether he deliberately concealed this unique skill or there were other unknown reasons.
Originally, Tokugawa Kazuya was full of confidence that with the rich competition experience he had accumulated over the years, he would be able to easily deal with the difficult situation before him.
However, reality gave him a heavy blow.
The strength of Ryoma and Kintaro is simply unfathomable. Each of their moves and each of their styles are like an unpredictable mystery that is impossible to grasp.
Faced with such an opponent, Tokugawa Kazuya completely lost his direction and found that he was unable to make the best judgment.
The situation at this moment was like a foggy chess game. No matter how hard he racked his brains, he could not figure out how the two people were acting.
For Tokugawa Kazuya, every time he caught and returned the ball, it was like groping in the dark, full of endless uncertainty and fear.
His brows were tightly furrowed, deep wrinkles carved into his forehead, and his eyes were fixed on his opponent on the field, not daring to miss any slight movement.
Despite this, he still felt like a headless fly and had no idea how to deal with the situation.
At this point, not only the experienced Tokugawa Kazuya, but even the agile Kide Nagashiro were helpless, and were unable to successfully fight back against the exquisite moves displayed by Ryoma and Kintaro.
Their defense was like a shaky dam that could be washed away by the raging flood at any time. Kimetsu Nagashiro kept moving in small steps, trying to adjust his position, but his eyes were always flustered; Tokugawa Kazuya kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm himself down, but his rapid breathing exposed his inner tension.
At this moment, a hearty laugh suddenly exploded like thunder, instantly breaking the brief and suffocating silence on the sidelines.
The laughter seemed to come from the Netherworld, or pour down from the clouds in the sky, filled with endless ambition and desire for victory.
"My two great devils, I'm going to go all out!" This declaration full of fighting spirit, like the morning bell and evening drum, echoed in everyone's ears.
The one who made this sound was Kintaro!
His laughter revealed an indescribable confidence and excitement, as if what he was about to face was not an ordinary game, but a desperate fight to decide life and death.
His eyes were like burning flames, flashing with blazing light, so dazzling that everyone present couldn't help but look sideways.
This light seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles and illuminate the entire stadium. Even the ground directly illuminated by the sun seemed a little dimmed by this light.
At this moment, a light breeze blew quietly, making the leaves on the edge of the court rustle, as if nature was also cheering for Kintaro's momentum.
Although this breeze brought a slight chill, it was unable to dispel the heat and tension that was burning like fire in everyone's hearts.
Swish! Just when everyone's eyes were attracted by Kintaro's fiery eyes, the tennis ball flew out from his fingertips like lightning, as fast as a meteor across the sky, leaving a beautiful and deadly arc in the air.
At the same time, the racket in Kintaro's hand seemed to be endowed with infinite power, and he pressed down with the force of thunder.
The power of this beat was so great that the surrounding air seemed to be buzzing and whirring like a swarm of disturbed bees.
In an instant, a dazzling golden light burst out like a dazzling sun, suddenly blooming with a loud bang, instantly enveloping the entire stadium in endless light.
The light was so strong that it seemed to burn people's eyes, making it impossible to look directly at it.
Everyone present couldn't help but squint their eyes and use their hands to block the glaring light to protect their eyesight.
At the moment when the light flashed, the tennis ball shot out at an astonishing speed like a ignited rocket.
It flashed through the air like lightning, leaving a long afterimage, as if showing people its power and speed.
This is the legendary light shot!
And in this crucial final game, Kintaro actually used this move.
This shocked everyone present; they simply couldn't believe their eyes.
"What a joke!" A burst of exclamations broke out in the crowd, the voices rising one after another, full of shock and disbelief.
Especially the high school members of the Sakura team, their eyes widened, their eyeballs seemed to fall out of their sockets, their faces were full of disbelief, and they murmured to themselves: "How can Kintaro also do this?"
Their faces were filled with astonishment, and the shock in their hearts was like a surging tide, hitting their souls wave after wave.
This move was their team's secret weapon, but they hadn't expected Kintaro to be able to perform it so skillfully, which caught them completely off guard.
At this moment, the originally blue sky seemed to be frightened by this shocking scene, and a hint of dark clouds began to appear on the horizon.
The dark cloud moved slowly, like a ferocious beast with its bloody mouth opened wide, ready to swallow the entire stadium.
The audience's whispers were instantly suppressed by the strange atmosphere and became silent.
Everyone held their breath, widened their eyes, and nervously waited for what would happen next.
Their hearts seemed to be in their throats and would jump out if they were not careful.
"It's over. Do all the German team members know this trick? How can we fight?" Someone couldn't help but mutter to himself.
This sentence was like a flash of lightning that pierced the silent night sky and resonated with the people around.
People looked at each other, and the expressions on their faces gradually changed from initial shock to despair.
Their hearts were filled with helplessness, as if they had already seen the shadow of failure looming over their heads like a dark cloud.
The eye contact between them revealed their deep worry and helplessness about the outcome of the game.
Some people began to shake their heads and sigh, as if they had lost all hope for the outcome of this game; others clenched their fists tightly, trying to relieve their inner anxiety in this way, but found that their own strength was so insignificant.
Not to mention the people from Sakura High School, even the originally enthusiastic spectators around them were shocked at this moment.
The entire audience was in an uproar of extreme shock, as if time had frozen at this moment.
In the front row, there was a middle-aged man who was slightly overweight.
His eyes were as big as copper bells and his mouth was open as wide as if an egg could fit in it.
The drink cup he was holding tightly in his hand had long been forgotten by him. The drink dripped slowly through the gaps between his fingers, soaking the corners of his clothes, but he was completely unaware.
All his attention was focused on the tennis ball that was hit by Kintaro's light shot, his eyes were filled with fear and shock, as if he had seen the most incredible sight in the world.
Next to him sat a young girl.
She covered her cheeks tightly with her hands, and her fingertips turned slightly white from excessive force.
Her body was also trembling slightly, and she let out a few faint cries from her throat, but these sounds were instantly drowned out by the noisy sounds around her.
Her eyes were fixed on the tennis ball without blinking, revealing a deep awe, as if she was staring at a mysterious power from another world.
A group of young men in the back row, who were originally discussing the direction of the game excitedly, now stood still as if they were cast under a spell.
Their mouths were slightly open, their expressions frozen, and they were completely shocked by the scene before them.
One of the guys, who was wearing a baseball cap, leaned forward involuntarily, as if he was attracted by a powerful force.
His hands subconsciously grasped the railings of the stands tightly. Due to excessive force, his knuckles turned pale and even trembled slightly.
His mouth opened and closed as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out. He could only stare at the tennis ball flying like lightning like a sculpture, his eyes full of astonishment and disbelief.
Another young man wearing a sports shirt sitting next to him was also shocked by this amazing scene.
He took a sharp breath, which seemed to suck away all the air around him, making people worry about his lungs.
Then, he pointed at the tennis ball that was still flying at high speed with his shaking hands, and his voice trembled with extreme shock: "This... How is this possible!"
However, his companions were also completely immersed in this jaw-dropping scene and unable to extricate themselves.
Their eyes were fixed on the tennis ball, as if time had stopped at this moment.
No one responded to his words. There was deathly silence in the entire stands. Only the sharp whistling sound of the tennis ball cutting through the air seemed particularly harsh in this deathly silence.
There were also some viewers whose reactions were different.
Some spectators were so frightened that they covered their eyes and only dared to peek through the gaps between their fingers, fearing that the tennis ball would suddenly fly towards them;
Some spectators stood up involuntarily and leaned forward, trying to see the shocking scene more clearly. However, when they saw the speed and power of the tennis ball, they were frightened and stepped back, as if the tennis ball was a ferocious beast pouncing on them.
Throughout the entire audience, various exclamations and gasps mixed together, forming a chaotic and shocking wave of sound.
These sounds were like raging waves, causing a huge uproar in the crowd and making the already lively scene even more noisy.
People's eyes followed the tennis ball closely, as if it was pulled by an invisible force.
The tennis ball drew a beautiful arc in the air, as fast and dazzling as a meteor.
The energy it contains cannot be ignored, as if it is a bomb about to explode, making people feel both excited and fearful.