PDLP Chapter 194: Another Dimension—Tianba, the shock of 3 other-dimensional statues!
Chapter 194: Another Dimension—Tianba, the shock of 3 other-dimensional statues!
"Ah."
After nodding heavily, Akutsu threw the tennis ball in his hand into the air.
next moment.
He leaped up, his eyes like the stars reflecting the tennis ball and Kitagawa, and he swung the racket in his hand fiercely.
boom!
Followed by a crisp crashing sound.
The tennis ball was like a shooting star, rushing towards the other side.
"This is the first—"
"Another-dimensional statue~~~"
Between soft whispers.
Beichuan's body was gradually enveloped by an ancient aura.
Even the entire stadium became a little quiet.
An invisible majesty seemed to have turned into a guillotine hanging over his heart, causing Akutsu's expression to suddenly become stern.
next moment.
Teng!
Beichuan opened his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, an endless sharp edge pointed straight to the sky, as if the world was just created, and as if the divine power was endless.
The air waves were boiling, as if cheering for existence, or kneeling in worship.
"Be careful!"
The voice, without any emotional fluctuation, echoed ethereally throughout the entire stadium.
Waves of ancient aura gradually wrapped around the racket.
It looks like a knife, a sword, and also like thunder and lightning.
Vaguely.
Dark clouds gathered and thunder and lightning suddenly appeared.
A blood moon is looming.
"Night attack!"
It seemed like the sound of ancient times.
Endless darkness completely enveloped this world.
boom! ! !
Beichuan leaped up, as if opening the sky, and swung the power in his hands.
In an instant.
The world is silent.
Between darkness, thunder, fire, and the red moon.
A figure wrapped in black netherworld fire gradually appeared.
Merciless eyes, long black-gray hair, half-naked body, endless ancient and unknown texts, and black chains and shackles.
He slowly raised his hand, and the tennis ball that was hit out appeared in his palm.
Under the violent rotation, three magatama of different colors appeared around its body.
The figure slowly turned over his hand and pushed the tennis ball in his palm towards the court where Akutsu was.
Then he turned and walked towards the ancient air wave.
Vaguely.
It seemed that there were six other figures standing there.
next moment.
The figure disappeared and the magatama ball fell to the ground.
The eternal night erupts, thunder and fire ignite, and the red moon blooms...
Until the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the wind is light and the clouds are thin.
It was like waking up from a dream.
Look closely.
A "flower" that blooms like a violent aesthetic is quietly lying in a shocking huge pit.
"continue."
Looking at the shocking court, Akutsu didn't say much.
He just said this to Beichuan.
Immediately he served the ball again.
"So--"
"This is the second statue from another dimension."
The moment the words fell.
Beichuan's eyes became particularly sharp.
His entire body was filled with an indescribable aura of vastness.
moment.
The terrifying pressure fell directly on Akutsu.
Almost in the blink of an eye.
The other party was oppressed and gradually bent over.
at the same time.
Waves of dust and smoke gradually rose around Beichuan.
Faintly, a figure walked slowly out from among them.
A pair of eyes flashing red, silver-white armor stained with blood, a long sword with a cold and sharp light, the sound of heart-wrenching footsteps, and the wailing sounds of endless wandering souls.
Sparkling......
Like the sound of a sword.
A ray of clear light suddenly appeared.
"Tombkeeper!"
Under Beichuan's emotionless voice.
A huge figure that made Akutsu tremble was reflected in his eyes.
[The soul that escapes must be killed! ]
It was as if the sound of the underworld was slowly coming.
It was as if a long sword with a cold light pierced through him directly.
Followed by.
The long sword seemed to nail it to the ground.
The huge figure turned into a cloud of dust and dissipated in the wind.
boom! ! !
Pfft!
Tsk tsk...
Snap...
Everything was as if it had never happened, when the tennis ball reappeared.
A long sword suddenly appeared in the deep pit that looked like a flower.
Like a tomb, like a guard.
this moment.
Just two goals.
The field where Akutsu was located was already in ruins.
"Gulu!"
"Is this really tennis?"
I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed like only a moment.
After a sound of swallowing saliva was heard.
Someone exclaimed in disbelief.
"It's just fantasy tennis!!!"
Looking at the stadium as it really was, I wonder who made this statement.
Then it fell into silence again.
"Any more?"
Akutsu took several deep breaths.
He asked again in a deep voice.
"There is still one."
Beichuan answered calmly.
To tell the truth.
for him.
I don’t care at all whether others collect my information, data, etc.
in contrast.
He wished someone would do that.
Even squeeze and force yourself.
That might help him grow faster.
"Come on then!"
"After this goal, give me a day."
"I'll keep my promise later."
Glancing at Yuuki Akutsu in the audience, who was standing with her hands on her chest and looking worried, Akutsu spoke softly.
at the same time.
A tennis ball flew out from between his fingers.
With a hint of desire, he swung the racket in his hand with all his strength.
That is the desire for power.
"Ah."
Beichuan nodded and didn't say much.
next moment.
An aura like the scorching sun gradually emanated from his body.
Compared with the previous breath.
This aura is even more powerful and domineering.
It seems like he is going to flatten hell, but it also seems like he is going to carve out a path to become a king.
Majestic, sacred, and domineering!
Until Beichuan was completely enveloped by this breath.
A road to heaven vaguely appeared.
The wails and sighs of countless losers could be heard everywhere.
And at the end of this.
A figure wearing white armor, a golden mask, and long red hair fluttering in the wind stood above.
The dark red cloak fluttered in the wind, and red-gold inscriptions were outlined on the armor.
A huge long sword emitting a purple, dark glow was placed behind his back.
"Tianba!"
Beichuan whispered softly.
There was no trace of emotion in the voice.
At this moment, it was as if the overlord of the sky, the true king, was issuing his will to the mortal spirit.
The long sword that looked like the blade of the underworld was suddenly held in the hands of that figure.
As Beichuan swung the racket in his hand.
The long sword also swung out fiercely.
boom! ! !
A deafening roar resurfaced from the court.
In endless light.
The ball is hit and it comes out, Tianlu is domineering!
Until the wind is light and the clouds are clear.
A tennis ball came to the other side of the court at an extremely fast speed, and then suddenly stopped in front of Akutsu.
finally.
Falling vertically without any strength.
It rolled down to his feet.
"I......"
"Lost."
With a whoosh, Akutsu's sixth sense was gone.
The man looked at Beichuan with a slightly haggard look. Although his expression was still unruly, he showed a slight smile.
Followed by.
He fainted from exhaustion.