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

Chapter 456: Master-level aura, three great resentful species enter the Dao

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expression tensed, and the already solemn atmosphere became even more oppressive.

Although some people may feel a little dissatisfied and think that such elimination rules are too cruel, under the pressure of this powerful aura and in such a difficult situation, no matter how dissatisfied they are, they can only grit their teeth and swallow the pain.

Are you kidding! There's already a surplus of players, and Brand is the founder of the HERO Tennis Club, so he's wealthy and has absolute say.

No matter what they think, even if some people are eliminated now, the senior management of the Swiss U-17 training camp will not be dissatisfied. After all, they all understand that only the best players are qualified to represent the training camp in important competitions.

As for those who followed Beichuan, they were a little more serious.

After all, long before they came here, Beichuan had already told them clearly how fierce the competition here was.

Therefore, even though they passed the selection competition of the Swiss U-17 training camp, none of them were taking chances or letting their guard down at this moment.

They know very well that here, every moment is full of challenges, and if they are not careful, they will be eliminated.

Then, as if inspired by an invisible force, the players roared with red faces and thick necks as if they were given an injection of chicken blood.

They used all their strength to try to resist this powerful breath. Although they did not stand up completely, at least they were no longer crawling on the ground.

There was a determination glint in their eyes, as if declaring to Brand that they would not give up easily.

However, just when everyone thought they only needed to hold on for another ten minutes, the aura emanating from Brand surged again.

The aura was like water released from a floodgate, rushing towards everyone in an unstoppable manner.

A powerful pressure instantly enveloped everyone, as if to crush them completely.

Plop! Plop! Plop! ... Before even ten seconds had passed, the whole group fell to the ground one after another, like dumplings falling from a pile of dumplings.

All of these people had flushed faces, were sweating profusely, and their limbs seemed to be pressed down by something heavy, unable to move.

They were gasping for breath, and every breath seemed so difficult.

At the same time, a soul-shaking panic swept through their hearts, making them feel immense fear and despair.

Even at this moment, they could clearly hear the heartbeat like a drum, which seemed to remind them that death might be just around the corner.

But even in this situation, Brand still showed no sign of stopping.

He stood there like a cold ruler, watching everyone struggle under the oppression of his breath.

There was no mercy in his eyes, only endless indifference.

The aura continued to grow stronger, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but it seemed like an extremely long time had passed. The seemingly endless torture finally came to an end.

"Time's up!" Brand's voice rang out. This voice was like the sound of nature, instantly breaking the suffocating oppression.

In an instant, everyone felt lighter, as if a heavy burden had been suddenly lifted from their shoulders.

Then they staggered and gasped for breath, each of their faces filled with exhaustion and relief.

At this moment, on the entire court, there was only one person still standing motionless.

He stood tall and straight, like a pine tree, standing firm in the storm.

It's like a crane standing out among a flock of chickens, so different.

Without a doubt, it was Beichuan.

However, even he looked at Brand with a serious look.

There was a hint of awe and doubt in his eyes, as if he was re-examining the mysterious man in front of him.

"Oh dear," Brand sighed softly, a look of annoyance on his face. "This is so difficult! In the end, only one junior high school freshman made it. Doesn't this mean the Swiss U-17 training camp has to be disbanded right here?"

He looked at Beichuan who was still standing there, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But this smile disappeared in a flash, as if it had never appeared.

Immediately he showed a distressed look, and after muttering loudly twice, a smile suddenly broke out on his face, like sunshine penetrating dark clouds.

"Forget it." He waved his hand with a gentle smile on his face. "After all, this is our first meeting, and I'm also a gentle senior. I won't eliminate anyone this time."

When everyone heard this, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief and a look of relief appeared on their faces.

"But!" He changed the subject, a sly look in his eyes. "You can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the punishment of life. Those who don't pass the test, start running around the Swiss U-17 training camp now. Until I say stop."

His voice was like the voice of the devil, reaching everyone's ears and making the players who had just relaxed nervous again.

In fact, Brand had no intention of eliminating anyone from the beginning.

Of course, this move also had a purpose.

Not to mention the deeper meaning behind this.

As the defeated players started to run faster, Beichuan slowly walked in front of Brand.

"You old idiot." Beichuan looked at Brand with a look of uncertainty on his face. "Have you been hiding your strength all along?"

To be honest, he was still a little surprised by Brand's performance.

You know, although Beichuan seems to be at a professional level at this stage, he is actually taking a new path that covers the Ashura Shinto and the state of no self.

Even before that, he obtained the complete version of Akutsu's future path from the system - the Eight Consciousnesses Path.

Coupled with the various supplements produced by the system and the strong support of the HERO Tennis Club, this has led to the current state.

It is no exaggeration to say that among all the players in the Swiss U-17 training camp, he is not afraid of anyone.

However, even in this state, at the last moment of Brand's aura, Beichuan felt that the other party had reached a state that was slightly superior to his.

"Do you remember what I told you before?" Brand chuckled and did not directly answer Beichuan's question, but asked a question in return.

Without waiting for Kitagawa's reply, he continued, "Master, Grandmaster, and King, I've already mentioned them. No need to guess, I'm at Grandmaster level. As for that guy Nanjiro, he might have already reached King level. Of course, this is all just my speculation until he admits it. So, you still have a long, long journey ahead of you."

"Oh, that was just the aura of a master~" There was a hint of encouragement in his eyes, as if telling Beichuan not to be satisfied with the status quo, but to keep working hard and move towards a higher realm.