National Destiny Tennis: I Got the Echizen Ryoma Template from the Start

With the survival of civilization hinging on an absurd wager, tennis rackets become the only weapons capable of fighting the uncanny. The chosen champions of every nation are forced to face monstrous players from the abyss.

Their serves tear through the air, their swings shatter the ground, and their bloodthirsty eyes lock onto every human opponent as they crumble. Defeat means the fall of their homeland and their people reduced to ashes.

Just as the Longxia Federation teeters on the brink, the one who steps onto the court is a seemingly lazy, carefree young man. Facing a mountain-sized behemoth of rotting flesh and an elegant yet deadly Bone Count, he simply lowers the brim of his cap, a fearless smile tugging at his lips.

"You're still a long way off." His topspin serve tears through space, his B-strike burns away the fog, and for the first time, the light of the Zone of Selflessness illuminates this hopeless court.

When the strongest Demon Lord trembles and falls to his knees at match point, the young man points his racket toward the depths of the abyss. "Hey, is that all you've got? I haven't even started taking this seriously. How can you be down already?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.