Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 452: The Ending of Nothingness, the Mysterious Qin Onokyiha

"Three... two left."

Alexander Amadeus shook his numb wrist, which was trembling slightly due to the violent collision just now, as if telling the intensity of the battle just now.

His breathing became heavy for the first time, and the rapid breathing sound seemed to be the alarm bell ringing in his heart.

He glanced down at the cuff that was torn by the air wave. The torn cuff fluttered in the wind like a shaky flag of surrender.

Suddenly, he chuckled softly, a hint of excitement in his voice, as if he had met an equally matched opponent, his blood boiling. It also carried a hint of joy, as if he was enjoying this intense battle.

"Interesting. Since the defeat to Beichuan, you are another person who makes me—"

He suddenly raised his eyes, and the aura around him swept across the entire stadium like a storm. The powerful aura seemed to ignite the surrounding air, making the entire stadium shrouded in his majesty: "—An opponent who is trembling with excitement."

In the Swiss U-17 monitoring room, the atmosphere was equally tense and suffocating.

"Is this really the speed a middle school student can hit?!"

Henry Nobel III almost put his face close to the screen, his eyes wide open as if he wanted to see through it. The pictures inside seemed to have endless magic, which deeply attracted him.

Cold sweat dripped down his chin, forming a small puddle on the table, just like his confused mood at the moment.

In the holographic projection, the data curves of the two people had already broken through the red alert zone. The constantly flashing red warning lights and sharp warning sounds resonated with his rapid heartbeat in a chaotic and tense symphony, which made people uneasy.

He grabbed the teacup with trembling hands, his hand shaking uncontrollably due to excessive shock. The next second, the teacup slipped from his fingertips and hit the ground with a clang. The reddish-brown liquid meandered into a twisted stream on the keyboard, just like his confused thoughts at the moment, with no clue at all.

"Do you have to be so exaggerated?!"

"Having a 12-year-old first-year junior high school student named Captain Kitagawa is outrageous enough, and now there's another one?"

"It's hard to believe this is a middle school player who came out of Japan, ranked 23rd in the world."

"But this shouldn't be the case."

"Even if we exclude Captain Beichuan, who is a real BUG, ​​the rest of the team is still amazing."

"From this perspective, it shows that Japan is full of talented people."

"But why is it getting worse every year?"

At this moment, Henry Nobel III felt like he was on a roller coaster, with ups and downs in his heart.

Perhaps because he had seen too many incredible and shocking things throughout the day, there was a sense of numbness in his eyes. The numb eyes seemed to be telling of his inner fatigue and helplessness, and he was numb to the incredibleness of all this.

But after this expression flashed by, it was replaced by an anxious mood.

After all, in the current Swiss U-17 team, the number of junior high school players far exceeds the number of high school players.

This also means that if you are not amazing enough, you may not be able to play even after the U-17 World Cup is over.

This was definitely an unacceptable situation for Henry Nobel III, as he longed to demonstrate his strength on the field and to be recognized.

This was also the main purpose of Beichuan calling him into the monitoring room.

At this moment, outside the indoor tennis court, Beichuan leaned quietly against the wall, his posture upright and resolute, like a pine tree, standing tall in the wind and rain.

The continuous roar of the stadium echoed in my ears.

He stood with his arms folded, his gaze penetrating the glass curtain wall, landing on Akutsu's staggering but refusing to fall, and muttered to himself, "I've reached my limit..."

"Ha ha……"

Qin Onokyiha smiled, and that smile created wrinkles on his face, like deep marks carved by the years, recording the vicissitudes of his life.

"Then we can't go in at this time."

He said, his voice filled with undeniable determination, "I don't think you want to see a life-and-death battle."

He pulled at his wrinkled skin, and judging by his posture, he still didn't want to move the crutch that was against the door. The crutch was like his position, and he wouldn't say anything more until the game inside was over, like a silent statue.

"..."

Beichuan was silent for a moment, then heaved a long sigh and said helplessly, "You are so willful!"

He didn't say anything more. After all, Akutsu's growth had exceeded his expectations, and everything he wanted to see had been realized.

So there is no need to force anything.

Since he had nothing to do now, he decided to see what Qin Onokyiha had in store. His heart was filled with curiosity and doubts.

However, he was not idle either.

After silently saying "sign in" in my mind, an extremely familiar system voice came into my mind.

【Ding! 】

【Congratulations to the host for signing in successfully. 】

[Due to the significant changes in the timeline, this sign-in reward is a critical hit.]

[Ding! Receive three lucky points as a reward.]

[Current Luck Value -6.]

[Ding! Received the complete path that can be simulated in the reward simulator—the Eight Consciousness Path.]

【…】

“It’s really quite rich.”

Beichuan looked at the descriptions of the rewards and couldn't help but speculate, "I wonder what interesting things will happen after the luck value becomes a positive number."

There was a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes, and he was full of longing for the future.

At this moment, Qin Onokyiha slowly put down the crutch that was leaning against the door.

thump...

As the crutch returned to where it was supposed to be, a dull sound came into Kitagawa's ears, interrupting his thoughts and bringing him back to reality.

At the same time, a loud explosion and a dull figure falling to the ground were heard through the door of the indoor tennis court.

puff~

"go in."

Qin Onokyiha said slowly, "To be honest, I was really looking forward to that little guy defeating Amadeus as well.

What a shame, I expended too much energy earlier, and my eighth sense also consumed a lot of energy, so it was ultimately a game that ended in vain."

He showed no intention of entering, but just stood there quietly, looking at the closed door.

Beichuan took a look and knew what was going on.

He was about to push the door open and take Akutsu away, his eyes full of concern and worry.

"Ha ha……"

After watching Kitagawa go in, Qin Onokiha chuckled and muttered, "In this case, it seems there's no need to restrain myself in the subsequent training~"

Then he slowly left here with his crutches.

Under the dim light, Kuai's figure looks particularly mysterious.