"Have you given up yet, Kamishiro-chan?"
"Or, you are already lost."
Kamishiro Lan felt his consciousness sinking deeper and deeper, and the racket in his hand became heavier and heavier.
What is Tennis?
What is passion?
Why do you play tennis?
Is it because you really love tennis?
No.
"It's to win!"
“I play tennis to win all the time.”
“This is who I am!”
“This is my tennis ball!”
"Boom!" Kamishiro Lan raised his head and his aura burst out.
A shadow holding a knife appeared behind him.
But this time, the face of the phantom was his own.
"Are you finally here?" Nanjiro smiled with relief.
"Then this is the last blow." Nanjiro moved his steps, stretched his right arm, and white light gathered on the racket.
At the same time, brilliant light also gathered on Kamishiro Ai's racket.
There is no ghost path, no initial solution or reconciliation, but the light brewing in it cannot be underestimated.
On one side is pure love, on the other side is pure desire to win.
There is no absolute right or wrong.
"Boom!" The light gathered and collided, and endless light and heat burst out.
When the vision became clear again, the court no longer existed. Only a huge hole remained. Kamishiro Ai and Nanjiro were standing in the hole, unharmed, but their steps were weak and powerless.
"It's a draw, I guess." Kamishiro Lan chuckled.
"Hey, Kamishiro boy." Nanjiro looked at the racket and saw that countless cracks had appeared on the handle.
"The racket is a player's dignity. Actually, I have already lost."
"Hey. If you hadn't passed the ball to me later, I would have lost long ago. We'll leave the outcome of our battle for next time." Kamishiro Lan turned around decisively.
"You have a really strong desire to win." Upon hearing this, Nanjiro smiled with relief.
The other party is on the rise, while he is about to decline.
The next winner is obvious.
This is probably Kamishiro Lan's way of saving face.
"Boy, I will continue to maintain my peak performance. See you next time." Nanjiro took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
The scene was filled with applause and cheers.
The outcome of the game is no longer important. Everyone has seen the charm of the tennis legend and the birth of a new tennis legend.
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