Chapter 123: Players experience the "Shura Shinto" mode...

"T-That's not a tennis ball at all—it's a bomb!!!"

Yamato Yu's sharp roar echoed throughout the U17 stadium.

The U17 players standing beside him were confused and puzzled at first, doubting their own ears, but gradually they understood the meaning of Yamato's words.

Everyone's brain went blank for a moment, and it was difficult to connect the words "tennis" and "bomb".

They might look a bit round on the outside, but is that reasonable? Don't bring something so dangerous into the stadium just because it's round!

And——Yamato, how do you know for sure that this thing is a bomb!?!

Yamato Yudai was truly devastated, but the current emergency didn't allow him to explain much. Doing his best to warn him was the best he could do at the moment.

When the word "bomb" came out, although it seemed extremely absurd, I would rather believe it than not.

If it really is a bomb, no one can bear the consequences of not believing it.

The U17 players on the sidelines had tried their best to avoid any panic and retreated in an orderly manner, carefully observing the battle on the field as they retreated.

"Eh...don't we really need to remind them?"

Yamato Yu looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, "...If it's a ghost, even if I wanted to escape now, I wouldn't be able to..."

"That obtuse angle..."

"He was the one who planted the bomb. Do you think he would be afraid?"

“…”

“…”

Good question. Now I can run away without hesitation!

A former U17 tennis player who was forgotten in the referee's seat,

Irie Kanata took a deep breath slowly.

It doesn't matter. This only shows that his concealment and acting skills have become so superb that everyone has automatically assumed his role as a referee and forgotten his existence as a tennis player.

It’s okay, it’s okay.

No matter whether it was Onijūjiro who fired the bomb or Yagi Kei who fired the bomb, he could never escape from this battle between three people.

Haha, that’s interesting.

Unlike the self-deprecating Irie Kanata, Oni Jujiro faced the full ten balls and one bomb head-on with a stern and serious expression.

Ten goals is already close to the bottom line. Although the current eleven goals is not his highest record, it is also very noteworthy.

Not to mention there was a bomb in it!

How to use a tennis racket to hit these ten balls without detonating the bombs mixed in them is a completely false proposition.

He actually came here with the idea of ​​dying together...this kid.

Kijujiro looked deeply at the black-haired figure who was separated from him by a net. Even after such an extraordinary act, the other party's expression remained indifferent. His hollow dark eyes only reflected the ten balls and one bomb coming towards him.

There was no Onijūjirō, no one, just something so monotonous.

This guy...

The U17 team finally retreated a distance, which was barely a safe area. They looked for cover and carefully looked at the current situation of the field from a distance.

The three coaches on the coaching staff were running faster than each other, but their equipment was still focused on the action on the field. All electronic monitors on all sides were activated, and their infrared vision captured every slight change in the movements of the two players on both sides, projecting it onto the laptop screens in the hands of Saito Shi and Kurobe Yukio.

"It's dangerous... ghost," Takushi Ryuji said softly, crossing his arms.

Eleven goals at the same time is extremely rare even in this U17 training camp where so many elite players gather, but now this scene is clearly played out in front of everyone.

Beside Yamato Yudai, Nakagawa Naoichi suddenly paused, "Wait, why didn't Tokugawa run away?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and looked around -

At the frontline, a tall and slender figure stood there motionless, his eyes fixed on the field.

It was Tokugawa Kazuya from the Nakagawa Naigaimichikou!

"He doesn't want to die!?"

"No, who's going to call him?!"

Yamato reported to the coaching staff, Saito Shi and Kurobe Yukio exchanged a glance, and the loudspeakers around the side of the field announced,

"Please evacuate to a safe area as soon as possible, Tokugawa-san, please evacuate to a safe area as soon as possible!"

The electronic female voice on the speaker played three times in a loop, but Tokugawa Kazuya remained unmoved.

His deep blue eyes reflected the two figures on the court quietly.

Yagi Kei hit eleven balls, and Oni Jujiro faced these eleven balls head-on.

The racket intercepts horizontally, and the ghost holds the ball tightly with both hands, not wanting to miss any ball.

In the pulling of the previous few balls, the power of these eleven balls has been evenly increased, and the force exerted on them has all doubled to a full fourteenth time!

Although it did not reach 22 times the peak just now, it was still a full eleven goals.

A complete set of eleven tennis balls that were turned to fourteen times the power, and even a bomb mixed in.

Even the usually expressionless Oni Jujiro was extremely nervous at this moment. The safety of everyone's life was on his shoulders, and a huge pressure surged in his heart.

"Hey--!!"

He shouted loudly, holding the racket with both hands and stiffly met the eleven-point yellow arc of light that was coming at him fiercely, almost like an exploding meteorite!

“Empty, empty, empty, empty—buzz!!”

Suddenly, a buzzing sound was heard among them. The sound was so clear that it made everyone present feel a buzzing in their heads.

I immediately realized clearly that this was the one!

A bomb mixed in with ten tennis balls—that's it!

The ghost had begun to grit his teeth. The immense pressure weighed heavily on his shoulders, and his face was incredibly tense. But even so, he did not give up.

It's just eleven goals——

The muscles in the ghost's arms and hands became knotted and bulged, his entire body was filled with immense energy, and his aura spread out vigorously!

The player noticed that the status bar of the opposing copy BOSS flashed.

The gray title moved but was not fully activated.

Then the buffs on the status bar lit up: [MAX STRENGTH], [MAX SPIRIT], [MAX DEFENSE]...

With one click, countless buff states light up, glittering with golden light. In this state, Onijūjirō's expression becomes increasingly ferocious.

Hit back a full eleven goals!!

The racket and the ball rubbed against each other, making a sharp, ear-piercing sound. Because of the presence of multiple balls, the friction sound was multiplied several times, and there was also the threat of bombs mixed in.

Irie Kanata and Tokugawa Kazuya witnessed the demon exerting all his strength to withstand the ball head-on.

The crowd who witnessed this scene on the sidelines could not help but be moved, and even shed tears.

"Great! Great! Brother Gui, you are a real man!!"

"Ten balls and a bomb, Brother Gui, you actually managed to handle it like that, Brother Gui! Brother Gui!!"

As Oni Jujiro's momentum was about to rise, the coaching staff signaled for silence.

The problem of the eleven-ball was passed to Yagi Kei at the other end of the net. The bomb did not disappear; it still existed.

As long as it exists - it must be a threat!

It was fine if Obtuse caught the ball, but if he couldn't, he, Oni, Irie, and Tokugawa, all four of them would be in danger! !

The three main players left at the U17 base cannot be defeated here.

Saito and the other two all looked unhappy, but there was no way to stop them now. They could only wait and watch the situation develop.

The dungeon BOSS took the hit and hit back the player's added some tricks to the basic attack.

Although different attack methods have been temporarily added: bombs,

But the player still preserved some of the original flavor, such as ten tennis balls,

Of course it wasn't accidental, it was completely intentional.

After all, only in this way can we bring some freedom to the copy BOSS in the game and do some tricks.

The player who did this was not afraid of the No. 11 tennis bomb hybrid that was heading towards him in front of everyone. He held up his racket and bombarded it with dignity.

——Middle door facing A, let’s go!

“Empty, empty, empty, empty—buzz!!”

Several black shadows shot out in unison, brushing against the edge of the net and even igniting a part of it. Irie Kanata, who was sitting in the referee's chair, had almost gotten used to this occasional ignition.

He even managed to easily avoid the burning flames and looked at the bomb ball that was flying towards Onijusirou... Wait?

"No, no, this number of balls... is there something wrong again?!!"

Noticing something was wrong once again, Matsudaira was speechless. As soon as he spoke, everyone reflexively looked towards the ball formation in mid-air. Although they had a vague premonition in their hearts, their brains still couldn't believe it.

At this moment, I can only control my trembling hands to slowly count them one by one.

"...One, two...five, six...eight, nine, ten...eleven, twelve..."

"Ten tennis balls, yeah...wait, twelve?"

“…When did another one appear?!

They looked at each other, all that was left was confusion and panic.

Yamato Yudai clenched his palms tightly, "...This kid, eleven goals are not his limit yet, he actually added another goal!"

Although, everyone's attention could not help but shift to more subtle places,

"So... the extra one, is it a ball... or a bomb..."

“…”

"Good question,"

"Is there even a question...? It's a bomb, of course!!"

Ten balls and two bombs went straight to Onijujiro's face, and they nailed him to the spot, unable to move.

Twelve balls, twelve balls,

It was so easy to increase and hit it out under this kid's racket.

It even seems that it is far from his limit!

Where exactly is his limit, his ceiling?!

Oni Jujiro couldn't move an inch, and Tokugawa Kazuya on the side of the field was not much better off.

The highest record he could hold was the eleventh goal, but now - someone even more powerful has appeared.

There are twelve balls, almost none of which are tennis balls, and there are even bombs mixed in!

His dark eyes were fixed on Yagi Kei who finished serving the ball and swung his racket slowly.

If he were to face someone of this level head-on, then his strength...

The three people present, including Irie Kanata who was watching the show with increasing excitement, each had their own thoughts.

Only players who remain consistent, stick to their original intentions, and focus on defeating the dungeon BOSS!

The players were eager to try, but in the eyes of everyone in the stadium, the aura around him was rising little by little, gradually reaching a terrifying level.

No, even a normal human being wouldn't think of putting a bomb in a tennis ball, right?!

Onijushirou felt a huge pressure, and the situation he was facing was already approaching his limit.

But the bombs mixed in with the balls, the power of the twelve balls doubled to a full sixteen times, and now he had to take it, whether he wanted to or not.

He had no time to hesitate, and in an instant, twelve ball arrays arrived in front of him with great fanfare.

Onijujiro's arms were distorted, his entire face twitching abnormally. He intercepted eleven of them with a single blow—wait! He even missed one!!

Panic, fear, confusion, and helplessness, all kinds of gazes intertwined, even the reminders and exclamations on the lips were about to burst out -

Kijujiro twisted his body quickly, took a big step and struck again at an angle that was unimaginable to ordinary people.

Even though he didn't hit it back with one shot, he finally hit back all twelve balls!!

My heart was in my throat, and I was sweating profusely. Only when the sound of "empty, empty, empty, empty—buzzing" fell into my ears did my heart finally settle down.

One bomb could barely withstand the aftermath with the current shelter position, but two... who can guarantee that?

The U17 players on the sidelines were all very excited about the situation on the field.

Originally I only had to worry about the four people on the field, but now I have to worry about myself and everyone all of a sudden.

It took Onijushirou two shots to barely hit back the ten balls and two bombs, but he was already at his limit.

He was panting, holding the racket in both hands, but even though he hit the ball back, he didn't feel relaxed at all. For some reason, there was always a muscle in the back of his head that was tense, facing Yagi Kei who was just across the net.

There was always a subtle premonition that kept throbbing and stabbing, as if... the opponent hadn't used up all his strength yet, and that the opponent - had a trick up his sleeve! !

Irie Kanata watched helplessly as the 10+2 combination of the ball once again passed through the net, and the flames were ignited again, although his cognition had almost been refreshed to the point where he was no longer surprised.

But, where on earth did this monster come from...

He was about to fall into deep thought, but there seemed to be a faint "click-click" sound of something rotating above his head.

Somewhat confused, Irie Kanata was about to look up, but suddenly the sound of "boom boom boom boom - buzz! " coming from the field caught his attention again.

He immediately adjusted his glasses and looked into the field—

Twelve balls in total, the black-haired figure on the other side of the net intercepted the ball with one shot, without missing a single shot, and hit it back with ease!

What a contrast!

On the other side, there was the breathless Kijujiro, while on this side, there was the still relaxed Yagi Kei.

Now, there is no need for surveillance, the difference between the two sides can be seen with the naked eye.

The U17 team was speechless, wanting to speak but hesitant, but at this moment no matter what they said, it seemed very weak.

Yamato Yudai, who was leaning forward slightly with his arms crossed, suddenly said, "...I'm thirteen."

“…”

“……?”

Not surprisingly, it increased.

The number of balls and bombs increased naturally with each return. This time, it increased to ten tennis balls and three bombs.

The emotions of doubt and surprise were almost completely consumed, and what remained was only the fear of the strength of this black-haired boy who seemed to have no end and was like a bottomless pit.

"...With such strength and power, why on earth would this guy be here..."

His appearance has completely crushed the confidence and pride of these chosen U17 players.

He just stood there. Even if he did nothing, no one dared to meet his gaze or show any resistance.

The three coaches on the sidelines updated the data to the latest version, then looked back at the field, their faces all serious.

It has reached its limit. If it continues, the entire U17 base will be affected.

The infrared detector’s sensing results are out, and those three bombs mixed in the ball formation are real!

They can't lose any player on the field.

Saito Shi, Kurobe Yukio and Takushi Ryuji looked at each other, and the three made the final decision.

On the field,

Kijujiro looked at the thirteen tennis balls (bombs) coming straight at him. His hands, tightly gripping the racket, had already exceeded their limit when bombarding the previous round of 10+2, which had multiplied sixteen times. Now, even his wrists were trembling slightly.

In such a situation, a more powerful and deadly challenge has arrived...

Irie Kanata's expression as he watched the show also turned unhappy. Although he was curious about the strength of this 'Otto' who suddenly appeared from the sky, his extraordinary current situation could no longer accommodate his curiosity.

He doesn't have the habit of letting curiosity kill the cat.

Trying to call out Tokugawa Kazuya on the other side through his gaze, Irie Kanata quickly calculated in his heart,

Oni Jujiro's limit is the twelfth goal. If he and Tokugawa seize the opportunity to join in and synchronize the movements of the oni to fight back - maybe it will work!

All thirteen balls can be hit back at once!

Tokugawa Kazuya met his gaze and quickly conveyed his intentions. Irie Kanata then looked at Oni Jujiro on the other side—

The ghost rejected his link!

Irie Kanata: “!!”

No, now wasn't the time to be bravado! If one of those three bombs within the thirteen balls wasn't caught, it would have wiped out not only them, but the entire U17 base.

Kanata Irie sent out the signal again, but as expected, Oni Jujiro still refused!

Once again, he chose to face the ball head-on!

The thirteen balls went straight towards the human body, and this time their path crossed the net. It was not just burning, the whole net was driven by the excessive friction and suddenly caught fire. The whole net was on fire!

Flames licked the air, scorching the distorted space. The two people stood far apart on opposite sides of the flames.

The player's eyes met with the dungeon boss, and he keenly noticed that the dungeon boss, Oni Jujiro, suddenly became dark all over!

This is……

Ding!

[Title: 'Hell Gatekeeper' has been activated]

[Ghost Jujiro, successfully opened the Shura Shinto! ]

[——Ding Ding! Strength increased! Speed ​​increased! Agility increased! Defense increased! Spirit increased!]

——All-round numerical improvement! 】

Endless heaviness and incomparable pressure, infinite darkness descended like the center of a whirlpool, and the figure of Oni Jujiro standing in the center suddenly enlarged dozens of times, and a huge ghost image slowly condensed on his body surface!

This phantom even turned from virtual to real over time, clinging tightly to the surface of his entire body. Its eyes were wide open, its waist and back were like those of a bear, and it was accompanied by thunder and lightning, its face was green and its fangs were fangs, and its mouth was scarlet. The racket in its hand was surprisingly powerful countless times—

“Th-That’s——!!”

"What the hell is that!?!"

It was the first time for many of the U17 students present to see a ghost in Shura Shinto mode. When it suddenly appeared, they almost stumbled back and collapsed to the ground, apparently scared out of their wits!

"——This is a power from another dimension."

The ghost's voice was as loud as thunder, and contained a mysterious sense of oppression. Almost the moment it uttered its voice, an incomparable aura descended upon him like a mountain pressing down on his head.

"——Let me send you to hell!!"

The ferocious red-eyed ghost with green face and fangs, surrounded by scarlet aura and blood mist, flashed red light the moment he raised his eyes, and swung his racket to catch thirteen balls, fighting, resisting and struggling, and finally - the power of Shura Shinto was unleashed!

He controlled the thirteen balls with his hard core, then changed direction and rushed towards the black-haired figure on the other side of the court with the ball and the bomb.

"--ghost!!"

Shouting out, Irie Kanata and Tokugawa Kazuya stared intently at the black-haired boy on the other side of the field.

...This ball has completely touched upon the realm beyond the unknown!

Can this guy really still resist?!

The player glanced at the title that finally lit up, and silently watched the dungeon BOSS that finally entered the second stage after a lot of trouble.

The gui was opened, and it was opened so big. Players who had gradually become accustomed to the cheats everywhere also grew a lot.

'Shura Shinto', it turns out to be Susanoo, quite interesting.

The Ninja Studio next door is often open, and the special effects of this GUI look better than the previous UR.

The transformation CG is definitely worth the money, and players will reject all the fancy stuff after giving sharp reviews.

Oni Jujiro activated the "Shura Shinto" technique, which frightened and suffocated everyone on the sidelines.

If they are like this, then the person facing this ball on the field must be...

——It has no effect at all!!

Everyone was stunned and shocked, and even couldn't come back to their senses for a long time. They could only watch him move freely and blankly in vain.

The black-haired figure even casually walked around with the racket in hand, then found the right spot and swung the racket, bearing the pressure of the dozens-meter-tall, green-faced, fang-toothed demonic being and carrying it back with a single swipe! !

What Shura Shinto, what Susanoo, what the state of no self, all that fancy stuff,

All of you enter my A gate!

——Hey, give me a basic attack!

The number-sensitive personnel, led by Matsudaira, quickly counted the number of balls.

...Very good, still thirteen goals, no extra!

No, this is the main point now!?

This kid, this kid can actually carry the pressure of the "Shura Shinto" that everyone feels as if they are in an empty space! !

The Oni Jujiro who declared that he would "send you to hell" failed to score a goal, but he used Susanoo to press forward and score another goal——

The racket felt wrong when it touched him, and Gui immediately lowered his head. The various values ​​improved by "Shura Shinto" made him realize that something was wrong at a glance -

There are still thirteen balls, but among them... there are only nine tennis balls left!!

Another ball was replaced by a bomb by that kid!!

The ghost suddenly looked up, and the black-haired boy, separated by a net, seemed to notice something and looked up slightly. His other hand, which was holding the racket, was holding a yellow tennis ball and throwing it up and down.

The dark, empty eyes reflected his entire appearance at the moment.

Irie Kanata was the second one to notice this subtle change,

This is not good, this is not good. If these thirteen balls are completely replaced with bombs... the consequences will be unimaginable!

Pulling back and forth, once again, the force exerted by the thirteen bomb balls was pulled to a terrifying twenty-two times!

Even Jujiro, who opened the Shura Shinto, felt deeply exhausted.

The unspeakable pressure slowly gathered in his heart.

No, it wasn't an illusion. The ghost's entire body suddenly felt cold, and a real sense of cold and suffocation tightly wrapped around him. Like wisps of flowing darkness, it slowly spread and climbed onto the surface of the ghost's phantom.

He even felt something indescribable descending from behind and above his head.

In my perception, it was a giant that could span the entire sky. If it opened, everything, countless worlds would be destroyed in an instant.

[Ding!]

【Data collection completed! 】

Congratulations! You can use it now!

The player's eyes flashed, and colorful lights flowed on the transparent pop-up window. The moment it was about to be touched,

“——Kyuu aa ...

Above my head, a distant call came without any warning -!

And the "clattering" sound of the helicopter wings spinning wildly!

The player paused, and for some reason, a bad feeling suddenly arose in his heart. He slowly raised his head and

Dozens of meters away, a familiar aircraft, the Atobe Group's special attack helicopter, suddenly landed here!

What is even more eye-catching is the one, two, three, four... eight ecstatic faces in front of the helicopter door!

Seeing the junior silently looking up at them, the Rikkai people who had gone through untold hardships and finally found Jibeimao after crossing mountains and rivers were almost moved to tears.

Kirihara Akaya frantically clung to Marui Bunta beside him: "Found it!! Marui-senpai—we found Kei!!"

Marui Bunta finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I've found it! I've found it!!"

Others also showed more or less relieved expressions, but after a brief period of relaxation,

Yukimura Seiichi keenly noticed that the ground below seemed to be a football field. His eyebrows jumped, and he looked again—

Damn it, the cat is fighting with someone unknown!

What was even more eye-catching was the wreckage of the field behind the opponent's court, which was as broken as a spider web!

Yukimura Seiichi: "..."

Yanagi Renji slowly pulled out his notebook. "According to current calculations, the Rikkai University Tennis Club's expenses for court maintenance have far exceeded 1,000% of previous years."

Even Genichirō Sanada slowly pulled down his hat, tilted his head, and whispered, "Yukimura, we're out of money."

Needless to say, he knew about this.

The player silently raised his head, silently lowered his head, silently pretended to be calm and wanted to end the battle quickly.

Not good, a special NPC has appeared. Hurry, speed up!

As he was driving the Shura Shinto, he felt something was wrong and his whole body was stiff and confined. Suddenly, he felt lighter after hearing a sound in the air.

He was puzzled, but he couldn't care less about that now. If he didn't fight back when the bomb ball array in front of him arrived, it would be too late -

Everyone's life and safety depend on this—

"A ball from hell—take it!!!"

The powerful and overwhelming attack even affected the people on the helicopter in the air, and they were slightly shaken by the air pressure.

Everyone was confused, and only then did they divert some of their attention from the younger generation to the opponent who was so weak.

When they saw this, everyone was shocked!

"No, no, what is that thing!?!"

"——Is that still a human?? Gundam??!"

"Run away, Kei! There's a monster here!!"

Although I don't know where the helicopter came from, I don't know what those guys who suddenly jumped out of the helicopter are doing.

However, the U17 team was able to figure out the connection between the black-haired figure on the field and the people on the helicopter that suddenly appeared, based on his unusual movements.

Are they... in the same group?!

And, which side is the monster?!

The player continues to move forward and fires another attack at the thirteen bomb balls coming towards him. In one round, all the balls will be replaced with bombs...

Yukimura Seiichi was sharp-eyed and caught it instantly!

Rikkai University has been around this thing day and night, and now they can almost tell it by the mere sight of its shadow—

The cat is eager to stretch out its evil claws——

Yukimura Seiichi, disregarding his composure, suddenly shouted, "Kyu! Playing tennis—you can't use bombs!!!"

[Ding! Your attack method has been locked!]

Player: “…”

No, that special NPC came all the way here just to chase the player!?!