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章節 265: Chapter 265: Unleashed Dominion

In the hushed corridor, Rakuzan High moved silently, making their way back to their accommodations.

Suddenly, a wave of alarm rippled through them, prompting a pause in their quiet strides. They couldn't ignore the tremendous pressure that gripped the atmosphere, compelling them to turn toward the source of the ongoing game.

Hayama couldn't help but voice his confusion, "...What the heck is this feeling?"

With a keen instinct, Hayama, sensitive to the slightest shifts, felt the pressure, sending shivers down his spine.

At the forefront, Akashi, experiencing discomfort that manifested in a grimace, instinctively covered his eyes. He stumbled, prompting a swift reaction from Mibuchi, who rushed to his aid, helping Akashi steady himself.

Concern etched on his face, Mibuchi inquired, "What's happening, Sei?"

Instead of providing an explanation, Akashi unleashed an overwhelming pressure, mirroring the sudden intensity from the court like a cornered beast.

His instincts screamed at him, sensing a threat!

"What the—!?"

Mibuchi felt a cold sweat break out as he bore the brunt of Akashi's overwhelming pressure, while the rest of the team regarded Akashi with a mixture of wariness and confusion.

Akashi's eyes glowed, a radiant ring encircling his pupils before he shook his head, and his gaze returned to normal.

"...I can walk by myself, Mibuchi."

He asserted, a hand grasping his head as if combating a sudden headache. Akashi turned toward the gate they had just exited, muttering, "What was that?"

"..."

The others released relieved sighs, sensing the abrupt pressure and chilly atmosphere Akashi had been exuding dissipate.

Akashi wore a frown, visibly disturbed, and he shook his head in discomfort.

Turning away, he addressed the group, "Let's keep heading back to our place..."

Rakuzan proceeded to move forward, casting occasional glances back at the gymnasium. They couldn't shake off the unsettled feeling lingering from what they had experienced moments ago.

Back in the gymnasium, the Generation of Miracles rose in collective disbelief.

"...What the heck just happened?" Aomine couldn't hide his confusion; even from a distance, the intense pressure gripped him.

"..."

Kise lapsed into silence, his eyes wide with shock, rendering him momentarily speechless.

Midorima found himself in a similar state, nervously adjusting his glasses. "...I was right all along."

It turned out Tsuna was harboring something and that something seemed to exceed even his wildest expectations!

Their companions who were sitting beside them also mirrored the astonishment. Even Murasakibara also froze with his hand suspended mid-air with a fallen snack, bearing witness to his stunned silence.

"..."

The spectators were left dumbfounded, their eyes wide and jaws dropped as they fixated on the lone figure of Fukuda Sogo's Captain, who boldly forged ahead, dribbling the ball with purpose.

Yet, in this sea of stunned onlookers, Tsuna remained untouched by the spectacle unfolding before him.

It was as if a curtain of oblivion had descended upon his consciousness, shielding him from the external chaos.

In his perspective, a vibrant crimson hue enveloped everything, mirroring the intense shade of his eyes.

In this surreal moment, time itself seemed to bow to Tsuna's will, slowing down to a crawl.

His heightened focus bordered on the supernatural, allowing him to perceive the minutest details clearly.

Every nuance of his opponents' expressions became vivid, and even the tiny beads of sweat on their foreheads were not lost on him.

As Tsuna glided across the court, a seismic energy pulsed through the ground beneath him. With each controlled dribble, the court quivered in harmony with his movements.

Tsuna pressed on, a determined stride cutting through the tension on the court.

Seirin players exchanged quick glances, silently communicating their collective effort to halt his advance.

Yet, Tsuna saw through their meticulously coordinated movements as he closed the distance to Kagami.

Undeterred by the shock etched on his face, Kagami made a sharp attempt to snatch the ball away. However, Tsuna glided with grace, smoothly sidestepping the move and effortlessly breaching Kagami's defense.

As a shadow behind Kagami, Kuroko anticipated his teammate's actions with the precision of his Quasi Emperor Eyes.

However, Tsuna's keen perception left no room for surprises.

With a calculated step back, he burst forward as he exploited the opening that materialized between Kuroko and Kagami, slipping through the gap with a finesse that seemed to defy the constraints of the court.

Yet, Tsuna knew the game was far from over. His expression remained unchanged as Izuki and Hyuga synchronized in a double-team.

Disbelief etched on their faces, their synchronized efforts seemed futile in the face of Tsuna's might.

And in a blink, dancing through the complex threads of their defense, leaving them scratching their heads in his wake.

Confronted by the towering presence of Kiyoshi, Tsuna displayed unflinching resolve.

He ascended toward the basket in a leap that seemed to defy gravity.

This prompted an immediate response from Kiyoshi, who leaped to block.

However, Tsuna's body maneuvered like a bird navigating through unseen currents. He smoothly slid past Kiyoshi's extended block, executing a seamless rotation that left his back facing the basket.

Without hesitation, Tsuna descended with both hands, forcefully slamming the ball through the hoop.

Despite his unconventional position, he demonstrated exceptional skill and finesse as the gymnasium reverberated with the aftershock.

"...."

The already thick silence deepened as the crowd, mouths agape, grappled with comprehending Tsuna's solo performance. Dominating the court single-handedly, his feat sent astonishment echoing through the hushed gymnasium.

The silence persisted as the game unfolded.

Tsuna didn't limit his dominance to offense; he also held Seirin at bay with his formidable defense.

The members of Fukuda Sogo found themselves relegated to their basic roles, merely marking their designated opponents. Their gazes fixated on Tsuna, their disbelief evident as he single-handedly weathered Seirin's offensive onslaught, rendering them mere extras.

"To think they could push Tsuna to reveal his eyes."

Alexandra observed the unfolding spectacle with a sigh. 

Yet, despite her recognition of Tsuna's prowess, empathy stirred within her as she witnessed Seirin's futile attempts against the unstoppable force that dominated the court until the game's conclusion.

Amidst the ongoing action, silence enveloped the gymnasium, broken only by the intermittent buzzers.

All eyes were fixed on Tsuna's solitary figure standing in the heart of the court, disbelief etched on every onlooker's face.

"...What the hell is he?"

Seirin couldn't help but cast terrified glances at Tsuna. Despite their determination to leave no room for regrets, a looming sense of calamity discouraged them from pushing further.

Gazing at the scoreboard, a heavy silence settled over them once more.

Hyuga muttered, "...124 - 37? And he did most of that on his own in the last quarter..."

"He's fucking monster..."

He couldn't shake off the tightening grip on his soul as the revelation sank in.

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章節 266: Chapter 266: Title at the end of the chapter!

The disbelief in Tsuna's abilities wasn't confined to Seirin alone.

"..."

Everyone from Fukuda Sogo gazed at Tsuna's figure with a mixture of shock and admiration.

However, this reaction wasn't born out of fear but rather sheer awe. During their training stint in the States, Tsuna had never deployed his formidable eyes even against the formidable Jabberwock team.

Not even once!

"If he were to unleash that power, could we even stand a chance against them?"

This contemplation echoed through the minds of everyone in Fukuda Sogo as they swallowed nervously, shaking their heads collectively.

"No, it's not a matter of 'we'; it would practically be him against the Jabberwock, should it come to that."

Meanwhile, Nijimura observed Tsuna's figure with a hint of concern. "..He should be okay, right?"

With a gaze that reached beyond the ordinary limits, Tsuna possessed eyes that defied the constraints of human perception.

This extraordinary ability allowed him to accelerate his thought process in a way that, in his perception, time seemed to slow down.

For most, this was a true limit-breaker, propelling him beyond the boundaries of conventional perception.

Anything that he set his gaze upon became an open book.

The power bestowed upon him elevated his senses and allowed him to command his body with unparalleled precision. Feats that seemed impossible for an ordinary individual became second nature.

These eyes were the embodiment of irresistible might, instilling submission and reverence, solidifying Tsuna as an indomitable force that commands the very essence of supremacy.

A power so commanding that it renders his opponents powerless in sheer awe—

—The Conqueror's Eyes.

Whether as a martial artist or an athlete, these pair of eyes were a godsend!

"Such scary eyes were never without a price..."

However, every benefit takes its toll!

The heightened perception that shattered human limits demanded a steep mental toll for prolonged use.

And the restraint that granted his body transcendent movements came at a physical cost, leaving him drained and exhausted.

When Tsuna unleashed this power to vanquish Sebas in a fierce confrontation, Nijimura found himself aiding his Young Master, who needed immediate treatment due to the severe toll it exacted on his muscles.

"Don't worry about it. This much is nothing," reassured Tsuna with a calming voice as he strolled toward them.

Tsuna conducted a swift assessment of his own body. Fatigue lingered, yes, but it hadn't breached the threshold of excessive strain.

"..."

Nijimura fell into a contemplative silence, offering a nod in acknowledgment. He scrutinized Tsuna's form intently, contemplating, "...His muscles must be throbbing with soreness. He pushed himself even further than he did against Murasakibara, after all."

In contrast to their swift assistance in the past, this time, they were left completely dumbfounded, unable to muster a response.

Before long, the previously hushed crowd snapped back to reality, stirred by the sound of applause emanating from the midst.

A lone voice cried out, "The King of Kings! Let's go!"

In a ripple effect, the entire assembly joined in the applause, erupting into a resounding cheer for Fukuda Sogo's triumphant victory.

As the aftermath settled in, a solemn hush enveloped Seirin's players. Each of them stood in silence, fists clenched, and their movements seemingly became stiff.

"I knew our chances were slim from the start," Hyuga softly murmured, a departure from his usual strong tone.

"But I didn't expect the pain of losing to be this overwhelming..." His voice trembled, bearing the weight of emotional strain, and tears began to well up in his eyes.

Kiyoshi offered a comforting pat on his shoulder, and Hyuga, removing his glasses, wiped away the forming tears.

Aida and the other reserve players approached, offering reassuring pats to Hyuga. Their actions conveyed a shared understanding of Hyuga's emotions.

"...Sorry, Kiyoshi."

The proximity to the final intensified the sting of this defeat. Aida was overwhelmed with emotions as she cried bitterly upon hearing this.

"...I should be the one apologizing for failing all of you," she silently muttered in her heart.

Deep down, the team had hoped to create some lasting memories for Kiyoshi, who was battling through injury, in their final tournament together before his treatment.

"Don't worry, Hyuga. And everyone else, too. I had a good time. I'm sure we all did..." Kiyoshi's voice was tinged with emotion.

It carried a calm reassurance as he smiled through the tears stemming down his face.

His words caught in his throat for a moment.

But after a determined swallow, he continued, "We put in the sweat, blood, and tears to get to this point. But I'm certain our opponents did the same. Even though we lost, our hard work remains unchanged; we all gave it our best!"

"..."

Everyone in Seirin fell into a reflective hush, absorbing the weight of Kiyoshi's heartfelt sentiments.

"I have no more regrets! It was fun playing with you guys..."

Kiyoshi's heartfelt words echoed through the gymnasium, concluding his speech with a wide, content smile that touched the hearts of everyone present.

Silent tears streamed down Kuroko's face, his usual stoicism unable to contain the depth of emotion he felt.

"...If only I were stronger," Kagami whispered, tears welling up, exposing a vulnerable side rarely seen.

He bit his lip, tasting the metallic tang of his own blood in his mouth.

Silently vowing to intensify his training, he pledged to himself that he wouldn't witness these pained expressions on his teammates' faces again.

On the side, Fukuda Sogo remained silent, their stoic gazes fixed on the unfolding scene.

Even Ogiwara, battling the urge to cry at the sight of his pained childhood friend, endeavored to maintain a poker face.

Out of respect for Seirin, they refrained from showing any hint of pity.

They had given their best effort until the very end, even managing to compel their captain to take them seriously.

Seirin was undeniably strong, and Fukuda Sogo acknowledged that.

Alexandra shared the same sentiment as her team.

"Make the most of this opportunity, Taiga. Understand that there is a sky beyond the sky, so you can find a way to soar higher," she silently pondered, her gaze fixed on Kagami in thoughtful silence.

The referee's gesture signaled both teams to move to the center of the court.

As they lined up for the post-game ceremony, the echoes of the crowd's exhilarated cheers still reverberated, creating a charged atmosphere.

The celebration wasn't just for Fukuda Sogo's victory but was also a show of respect for Seirin.

"Seirin fought well!"

"Absolutely! They gave their all, even in the face of such an impossible situation. They've earned my respect."

"I don't care what others say; I'm definitely a fan now!"

In the gymnasium, a chorus of excited murmurs spread, building an atmosphere charged with anticipation for the impending final showdown.

Title: The Conqueror's Eyes!

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