bdsm-fiction Chapter 157 Slap in the Face
Chapter 157 Slap in the Face
Chapter 157 Slap in the Face
"The U17 team and players 11-20 will play doubles next. Please be prepared."
As soon as the announcement ended, the entire stadium erupted in excitement. Everyone looked around anxiously.
—Akuzu Jin is missing!
Momoshiro Takeshi clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, and roared angrily, "Where the hell did that bastard go?! It's his turn to go next!"
Kikumaru Eiji, looking dejected and sighing, noticed Echizen Ryoma hurrying towards him and quickly went up to him, asking, "Hey Echizen, have you seen Akutsu?"
Ryoma Echizen abruptly stopped, his hat brim obscuring the emotions in his eyes. After a moment of hesitation, his voice was as cold as ice: "Didn't see it."
Before he finished speaking, he walked straight through the crowd, his back view exuding an aloofness that kept strangers at bay.
Eiji Kikumaru looked puzzled, scratching his head and muttering, "What's wrong with the little guy? Who upset him?"
Kawamura Takashi watched Echizen's retreating figure and shook his head helplessly: "I don't know. He's been prickly all day, and nothing's been going right for him."
"If Akutsu doesn't come soon, we'll have to forfeit!"
Kikumaru Eiji stamped his feet in frustration, his gaze sweeping across the entire area once more, but Akutsu was still nowhere to be seen.
"U17 Team's No. 2 badge holder Shuji Taneshima and No. 6 badge holder Ryuji Ōmagari will face off against No. 12 badge holder Jin Akutsu and No. 19 badge holder Wakayoshi!"
The broadcast announced again that Shuji Taneshima, carrying a racket, walked into the court with a grin, followed closely by Ryuji Omagari, who looked calm and collected.
The two were already in place, but Akutsu's seat remained empty.
A cacophony of voices rose and fell from the audience, a chaotic murmur: "Where is he? Why hasn't Akutsu arrived yet?"
"Could it be stage fright?"
"Hiyoshi Waka is quite composed. His victory over Momoshiro last time was unlike anything he'd played for his age group!"
"In my opinion, he's almost catching up to Natsume Tsukiya!"
"Nonsense! Natsume Tsukiya's strength is far from enough!"
On the sidelines, Oni Jujiro frowned, his voice filled with worry: "Why hasn't Akutsu arrived yet?"
Although he was already number five on the team, he always kept these younger players in mind, especially Akutsu. Such a genius could not be allowed to die like this.
"I'm afraid he won't be able to come."
Byodoin Phoenix suddenly grinned wildly, his tone full of malicious mockery. His smile was unrestrained and arrogant, carrying a disdainful contempt that sent chills down one's spine.
He knew in his heart that Akutsu had had all his tennis skills taken away by Echizen Ryoga, and at this moment, Akutsu was no different from a cripple.
"Can't come?"
Kijuro suddenly looked up, his expression wary. Byodoin never spoke without reason; something must have happened.
As they were talking, Ryoga Echizen strolled over, idly tossing an orange up and down in his hand.
Byodoin glanced at him sideways, scoffing, and asked, "Don't you find it cruel that you're so ruthless?"
"cruel?"
Ryoma Echizen chuckled, caught the orange, took a big bite, and let the juice drip through his fingers. His tone was full of nonchalant indifference: "I think it's just right."
The two completely ignored Oni Jujiro's presence; their absolute certainty in controlling everything made Oni Jujiro's heart grow heavier.
He could no longer contain himself and stepped forward to find Akutsu, but was stopped by Byodoin's disdainful sidelong glance.
The contempt in his eyes was clearly a mockery of his meddling; the two were on different paths and should not work together.
Just as Oni Jujiro took a few steps, a commotion suddenly broke out at the entrance of the stadium.
Jin Akutsu has arrived.
He was covered in dust, his jacket was ripped in several places, his hair was disheveled, and there were faint scars on his face, clearly indicating that he had just been through a fierce battle. But his eyes were surprisingly bright, revealing a ruthless determination to fight to the death.
Oni Jujiro stopped in his tracks, staring intently at him with a hint of surprise in his eyes, before deciding to wait and see what would happen.
"Akuzu, it's your turn!"
"Kawamura Takashi shouted loudly, his tone full of urgency."
"So verbose!"
Akutsu snapped impatiently, but his gaze swept past Kawamura, locking precisely on Ryoga Echizen not far away, his eyes radiating a fierce intensity.
This guy took everything from him.
Upon seeing this, Ryoma Echizen smiled gently, but deep within that smile lay a chilling malice.
He was like a rogue passing through an orchard, casually tossing a stone. Whether it hit a fruit or a person, he didn't care at all; it was just a casual pastime.
Akutsu was trembling with anger, but he forced himself to suppress it and walked straight to the court without giving Echizen Ryoga another glance.
He wanted to win, to tear that contempt apart in front of everyone.
"You're late."
Shuji Taneshima, carrying his racket, stuck out his tongue and made a playful remark.
"So verbose!"
Akutsu snorted and walked straight past the two men to the baseline of the court.
Hiyoshi Wakaba, standing beside him, remained stern-faced, gripping his racket with both hands and steadily dribbling the ball. The rhythmic tapping of the racket seemed to echo Akutsu's silent response, as if he could fight alone even without a partner.
On the sidelines, Byodoin stood with his arms crossed, a smug smile still playing on his lips, and said with certainty, "He probably can't play basketball anymore."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Hiyoshi swung his racket violently: "Bang!"
The tennis ball hurtles like an arrow released from a bow, hurtling towards the other side with a sharp whistling sound.
"Yo yo, pretty fast!" Shuji Taneshima chuckled, turning slightly to the side and flicking his wrist. "But still not enough!"
"Bang!"
The counter-attack ball was even faster, striking out like lightning, with a sharp spin, heading straight for the corner.
Hiyoshi remained motionless, his expression still cold and stern, as if he and Akutsu had long since formed a silent understanding.
Akutsu inwardly admired Hiyoshi Waka's composure. He stomped his feet hard on the ground, bent his body backward in an amazing arc, and soared into the air. His eyes were wide open, his muscles were tense, and his racket, carrying immense force, slammed into the tennis ball!
"Um?!"
Byodoin's smile froze instantly, his brows furrowed tightly, and he let out an incredulous gasp.
He turned his head sharply, staring intently at Ryoma Echizen, his tone full of scrutiny.
Ryoga Echizen suddenly grabbed the falling orange.
The gentleness and languor on his face vanished, leaving only a chilling coldness, and the contempt in his eyes was replaced by astonishment.
He clearly used the power of absorption to drain all of Akutsu's tennis skills, so how can Akutsu still hit the ball?!
"It seems you went easy on them."
Byodoin's voice carried a hint of coldness; he didn't believe that Akutsu could break free from the devouring power.
Ryoga Echizen did not answer, his jaw clenched, his gaze fixed on Akutsu on the court, his eyes surging with cold ferocity and resentment.
Ryoga Echizen screamed internally: Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How can he still play tennis?!
Ryoga Echizen wished he were the one standing opposite Akutsu right now, so he could tear this unexpected incident apart with his own hands!
"Not bad, not bad at all!"
Shuji Taneshima remained cheerful, flicked his wrist, and swung his racket again.
"Snapped!"
"Zero to fifteen!"
The referee's voice rang out, and Taneshima and Omagari scored the first point, giving the two a rude awakening.
Akutsu and Hiyoshi exchanged a glance, their expressions growing increasingly solemn. Taneshima's strength was indeed well-deserved.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The sounds of impact on the court continued. Taneshima and Omagari's teamwork was seamless, and their offensive was fierce. Although Akutsu and Hiyoshi fought hard, they still could not defend against it.
Game: Shuji Tanegashima - Ryuji Omagari, Score: 0 to 1!
The audience erupted in murmurs again, their voices a mixture of regret and certainty: "They were amazing! Tanegashima and Ogura didn't give them a chance at all!"
"Akuzu seems off; his reactions are much slower."
"It seems they are no match for us at all."
Byodoin's smile returned, but the contempt in his eyes deepened.
Sure enough, even if the middle school students on the other side could barely hit the ball, they couldn't cause any real trouble.
Ryoga Echizen's expression remained cold, his fingers clenched slightly, and his resentment grew stronger.
The second game started quickly.
"White Dragon's Roar!"
Hiyoshi Waka took the initiative and unleashed the Divine Martial Fourth Style. The tennis ball transformed into a white light, whistling as it rushed towards the opponent with great force.
"Bang!"
Without moving his feet, Shuji Taneshima lightly flicked his racket, easily neutralizing the fierce attack.
"It's no use."
Kanata Irie spoke softly, his tone calm yet filled with absolute certainty: "Tanegashima's ultimate technique is to render all of the opponent's moves into nothingness."
Looking at the field, Oni Jujiro said in a deep voice, "He's the only person in the U17 team I can't beat."
Kikumaru Eiji's eyes lit up, and he leaned forward, deliberately stirring things up: "Uncle Oni, are you saying you can beat Natsume Tsukiya?"
He grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, looking like he wasn't afraid of making things worse.
Oni Jujiro's face darkened, and he was speechless with choking. He did think so in his heart, but he had no confidence at all. It was really embarrassing to say these words in public.
Just as everyone was laughing, Akutsu on the court suddenly moved.
Instead of returning the ball to the inoculation island, he stood still, gripping his racket tightly with both hands until his knuckles turned white, and his aura suddenly became violent.
Byodoin's smile froze instantly, his pupils contracted slightly; something was wrong with this aura.
Ryoma Echizen suddenly stood up straight, his astonishment turning into extreme vigilance. He could sense that a power was growing arrogantly within Akutsu!
Akutsu slowly raised his head, roared to the sky, his voice resounding throughout the arena, filled with the ferocity and resentment of breaking free from shackles: "Scum!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pushed off the ground and soared into the air like an arrow, his body stretched out like a beast poised to pounce. Sunlight shone on his dust-covered body, but it couldn't hide the sharpness in his eyes.
The racket spun rapidly in his hand, carrying a violent airflow and creating a dazzling afterimage.
"break!"
With a deafening roar, the air currents surged violently as Akutsu swung his racket, and the tennis ball, carrying earth-shattering force, slammed into the opposite court!
The ground was smashed, leaving a shallow crack, dust and sand flew everywhere, and the sharp, piercing sound was extremely ear-piercing.
Shuji Taneshima's smile vanished completely, replaced by an extremely serious expression. He swung his racket with all his might to block, but only managed to graz the edge of the ball.
"Clang!"
The racket was flung away by the violent airflow and slammed heavily to the ground.
The entire room fell silent; even breathing seemed to have stopped.
Byodoin Phoenix stood frozen in place, all arrogance and contempt vanishing from his face, leaving only shock on his face, his brows furrowed into a knot, and not a sound escaping his throat.
He never expected that Akutsu would not only not be devoured, but would also unleash such terrifying power!
Ryoga Echizen clenched his fists tightly, his eyes surging with extreme rage and frustration.
His vaunted power of devouring was actually broken by a middle school student.
The ant he casually played with has unexpectedly transformed into a ferocious beast that has broken free of its cage!
Akutsu landed on the ground, panting heavily, his muscles still tense. He looked up, his gaze sharp as a knife, and stared at Echizen Ryoga.
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Game 2, Taijima Daikichi, score 2-0.
Shuji Taneshima shrugged, still looking relaxed, and said, "He probably wasn't cursing at me just now."
Ryuji Oogari: "No!"
"Okay then."
Shuji Taneshima stretched out his arm, tossed the racket to Ryuji Omagari, plopped down on the ground, and said, "It's your turn now."
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Snatching the racket from his hand, leaving a blur as he spun it around, Omagari Ryuji gripped it tightly in both forehand and backhand, saying, "Absolutely no problem."
His resolute and confident demeanor broke Akutsu's defenses, and she shouted, "What the hell are you talking about, you bastard? I'm going to crush you!"
Ōgura Ryūji: "I'm enough on my own, bring it on!"
Akutsu gripped his racket so tightly it cracked, while Hiyoshi remained calm and collected, his eyes filled with seriousness and a determination to win.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Things quickly exceeded the expectations of Ryuji Omagari and Shuji Taneshima.
Akutsu's muscular physique trembled with ferocity, and every shot he hit was brutal.
Hiyoshi Wakashi possessed a sinister and ruthless aura, like a scalper lurking behind the scenes, each ball heavier than the last.
The two worked together flawlessly.
A swift and fierce attack.
At first, Shuji Taneshima said that Ryuji Omagari's stamina was the best in the U17, but he soon found out that this was not the case.
The two of them seemed determined to break their title of being the strongest in terms of stamina as the fight went on.
Ryuji Omagari is very good, but both of them seem to have very different ideas. One plays long-range attacks, while the other plays short balls.
Moreover, Akutsu's agility, combined with Hiyoshi Waka's stealth, put immense pressure on Ōmagaki Ryuji.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
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Game Akutsu Hijiruo, the score is one to three! "
Shuji Taneshima could no longer stand idly by; he grabbed Ryuji Omagari's racket and joined the fray.
"The Cry of the Fire Phoenix!"
Hiyoshi might use his special technique again.
"I already said it's completely useless," Shuji Taneshima said with a smile, defusing the situation.
"Bang!"
"Fifteen to zero!"
"Bang!"
"Thirty to zero."
"hateful!"
Akutsu fell and got covered in dust while trying to catch the ball.
"So close!"
Hiyoshi frowned.
"It wasn't just a little bit short."
Shuji Taneshima exuded composure and confidence as he said, "I just happened to let the ball land where you couldn't catch it."
"Land it where they can't reach it."
Ryuji Omagari smiled and said, "Tanegashima has this kind of ability."