Time goes back, and even the memories of Ryoma himself are disappearing.

The original white mist turned into darkness, and a little glimmer illuminated the picture, and Ryoma looked over in a daze, but he didn't notice that the tennis ball in his hand had turned into a black stone.

In the picture, it is still the delivery room, but it is covered with a black fog all around. A handsome young man was anxiously pacing outside the door, with a lingering haze in his eyes.

"Wow!"

The baby's cry sounded, and the man was first happy, and then walked in with a heavy face. The mother's face is pale, but her facial features are very delicate and beautiful. Behind the man, a timid little boy walked in, his face somewhat similar to the man's.

Looking at the crying baby, the man muttered for a moment and said, "Just call him, Ryoma."

The woman listened to the man's sigh, and a little anger flashed on her face, but when she thought of the man's current situation and the boy's life experience, she became helpless and bitter.

"Long Ya, you have to be a strong man and protect your brother well!"

The little boy took a few steps back, his flickering gaze gradually changed to firmness, and looking at the woman, he nodded solemnly: "Hmm! ”

Time flies, and the picture turns, and I am at the seaside with huge orange trees. The boy Ryoma clumsily knocked down a few emerald green leaves, and Long Ya, who was like a little adult, easily caught the orange he had laid, turned his head and smiled: "Little Ryoma, you are not up to the level!" ”

Chasing and fighting all the way, the two came to the beach. Looking at the blue sky and blue sea, Long Ya calmed down, the words of the beautiful woman sounded in his head, the corners of his mouth curled, and he crossed his hands on his waist and said, "Look at the little one!" ”

After finishing speaking, he flew into the sea, and Ryoma on the shore was shocked. Suddenly, a small head surfaced, and said proudly: "See, this is the real man!" ”

The little dragon horse was about to agree, but he saw the white clouds in the sky turn black, the wind howled, and the lightning thundered. The waves swelled, and a wave slapped Long Ya, who had not yet reacted, to the surface of the sea.

After a long time.

On the shore, a beautiful woman holds a little boy who is constantly sobbing. Suddenly, the woman's body trembled slightly. In the distance, a young man approached with heavy steps, holding a white-blistered boy in his arms.

Feeling the cold skin on the boy's body, the man's face was full of haze, and a wave of anger surrounded his body. Suddenly, seeing the little dragon horse sobbing constantly, the man's accumulated anger suddenly exploded, and he shouted angrily: "Ryoma! Why are you here to play?!! ”

The sound was like the roar of a tiger and a lion's roar, startling the sad little dragon horse who was almost fainting. He looked at the man in a daze, and the whole person was stunned, and he burst into tears.

"Echizen Minamijiro! What exactly do you want to do?!! The woman glared at the man, with tears in her eyes, and did not listen to his answer, but turned and ran away with the little dragon horse in her arms.

"Ugh"

Minamijiro looked at her back blankly, wanting to raise his hand but felt the weight on his hand, and couldn't help but stand still.

Outside the picture, Ryoma looked at this scene indifferently. In his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little sour, for some reason, he was a little disgusted with the thing called 'tennis' that the little boy called Long Ya held tightly in his hand.

Nothing would have happened without it.

The picture turns again, and Ryoma, who is growing up, goes through his father's strict training every day, and in the end, his skills are sharpened to a rather terrifying point. When he first entered the youth school, he injured Taocheng with an out-of-the-box serve, and in the ranking match in the school, he seriously injured Qian and Begonia.

Because of the double wall of youth and learning, although he gave up the doubles in every game, he still won 3-2. In the end, he won the Tokyo Metropolitan Conference.

When Kanto faced the Ice Emperor, Tezuka's injury worsened in a match with Kibe, and after examination, it was determined that he could no longer play tennis. This bad news made the indifferent Ryoma tremble.

In the game under the overpass, although he lost, he also increased the burden on Tezuka's arm with an irregular shot.

In the Kanto finals, Emperor Sanada's Wind Forest Volcano was broken head-on, and although it cost a little, he finally won the championship. defeated the king Lihai, it seems that no one can restrain him anymore.

At the same time, because of his machine-like cold play, he was called the 'Ace Crusher'.

Until the national competition, semi-finals, Qingxue vs Shitenhoji Temple.

Da-da-da-da

Under the horrified gaze of the Qingxue crowd, Ryoma's nirvana 'cool' volley was stopped by the silver-white racket, which was ordinary and not a trace of fancy.

Looking at Ryoma's gloomy face, the silver-haired young man smiled: "The movements are too fancy, and sure enough, most of the rumors are groundless." Before Ryoma could speak, the young man continued, "The heart of greed, jealousy, anger, and hatred of you has long been corrupted. Tennis, not for you! ”

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, Ryoma saw the tennis ball shooting at him as if it were a streamer. The ball body was bright, emitting a millimeter of light, and under the illumination of that light, black gas actually came out of his body, rising into the air like smoke and dust, and suddenly, the entire stadium was shrouded in darkness.

"Ah!!h

However, in the darkness, his heart-rending roar could be heard.

Pain, a pain like ten fingers connecting the heart, as if flesh and bone were separated. The wrists, eyes, knees, chest, the pain of the players he had once seriously injured with his tennis balls were all added to him.

Never, he never hated tennis so much as he did now. The death of his brother, the injury of his senior, and the players who gave up tennis with serious injuries after playing against him. Guilt, remorse filled his heart, anger condensed, and he raised his head, his eyes glowing horribly scarlet.

"Everything, Break It All"

Sighs rang out throughout the stadium, and a splash of bright color poured out, lighting up the entire stadium. With all his full force, the black trajectory of the hook knocked away the silver-haired youth, and the tennis ball touched the ground with a loud bang.

Thundered!

Even the stadium could not withstand the horrific attack, the building collapsed, and the crowd fled in all directions. And Ryoma looked at this scene and smiled, laughing very naturally, it was a laugh from the heart, a laugh of relief.

Click

The mirror image cracked, and Ryoma outside the picture seemed to have an epiphany, and the dark and evil qi of the Tao changed and turned into the purest black. That is the dark side of the human heart, but it is also the intersection of black and white.

Rumble!

Outside the court, the high-speed spinning tennis ball broke through the air and shot straight at Ryoma, who was in a dazed state. At this moment, a palpitating momentum discharged, which shocked Shiraishi, who was frowning.

"This is? You can't go wrong. ”

Looking at the tennis ball that suddenly slowed down, Shiraishi seemed to understand something, and glanced at Ryoma's side with a faint glance. Ralph looked at Long Ya thoughtfully, a smile slowly rising on the corner of his mouth.

In the audience, the blonde young man who stopped to watch looked slightly, and then seemed to think of something, and after looking at Long Ya, he sighed lightly: "I see." ”

"Alas, I didn't expect this kid to master such a stunt." In the crowd, a man in ordinary clothes rubbed his chin and sighed softly.

If one looks closely, they will see that this man is similar to the two teenagers on the field. The difference is that this middle-aged man has more mature vicissitudes.

Bang!

The black light flashed, and a bright light appeared.

Shout!

The originally terrifying shot instantly turned into two halves, like two meteors smashing into John's sides. Rumble! The tennis ball smashed into the ground, and the smoke and dust enveloped him, and his momentum was inexhaustible, and the barbed wire was smashed into two huge bumps with two thuds.

"W-that?" In the audience, someone covered his mouth and pointed in the direction of Ryoma. The rest of the people then looked over, and their hearts trembled, and they couldn't speak for a long time with their mouths open.

Behind Ryoma, a sleek samurai wearing a white turban and a black suit had a terrifying glint in his eyes. With a movement of his right hand, the samurai put the sword into the sheath, and his body exuded purple-black qi.

"Take, samurai Minamijiro?"

Some of the older fans watched in amazement. Resemble! It's too much of a resemblance. Just like the samurai who galloped in the tennis world back then, there was no enemy under one shot.

Rumble!

At this moment, Long Ya's body, who was standing on Ryoma's side, shook, and a white qi diffused. Behind him, too, stood a samurai, dressed in plain white clothes, with eyebrows like swords and eyes like swords.

Snort

The aura of black and white resonates, and the two colors converge and turn into a larger aura. The two are drawn by black and white air currents and are connected to each other.

"No, is this it" Outside the field, Steve, who was holding the camera, trembled and put the camera down with trembling hands. In his heart, he affirmed his thoughts.

"In tune!"

Shiraishi's eyebrows are raised, can the two auras with different properties also produce the same tone?

So far, only Caiqian has overlapped his temperament with humility, and carried out the same tone of double humility. Or Nioh may use his own aura to become a member of the same tone and steal information. Or, like Nikolic, forcibly copy the opponent's breath in tune and use it for his own use.

However, these methods are all to match their own aura with the other party, and the same tone of Long Ya and Long Ma does not conform to any of the three. This kind of synonymity is unheard of.

Crackling!

On the field, Long Ya continued to drive a goal. saw the palm of the plain warrior behind him move, and the cold light flashed, and the tennis ball had already fallen at John's feet. (It seems to be written incorrectly, but according to the rules, it should be Ryoma's serve, so let's just watch it.) ）

Sizzle

Before John could react, he saw the white air around the high-speed spinning tennis ball shooting towards him like a knife. The white mangs flashed and cut out several cuts in his T-shirt, and the cool breeze irritated his skin, making John, who wanted to force the ball, startled.

Bang!

The tennis ball bounced like a knife slamming into an iron net.

Rumble~

After the loud bang, the tennis ball rolled to the side as if it were leaking. The iron net, on the other hand, was cut into two pieces out of thin air and swung back and forth in the air.

"Whew"

In the crowd, a young man who had stepped aside early let out a long sigh of relief. If the reaction is half a beat slower, he may have been hospitalized for several months.

Well?

At this moment, he suddenly noticed some black debris floating in front of him. When I was wondering, I felt a chill on my scalp, and when I reached out and touched it, countless broken hair fell down.

Black hair, the same length as the same.

PS: Only one chapter.

Then, brazenly begging for recommendations, guys, don't hide it, I've seen it all.