My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

Chapter 106 Devastating Victory

"You...you lost?"

Outside the court, a kind-looking boy looked utterly shocked. He never expected that the team's renowned doubles player would lose so miserably.

Kindaichiro.

A second-year regular at St. Rudolph, he excels in doubles and is a loyal follower of Captain Akazawa Yoshiro.

"Is that kid a first-grader?"

A short, bespectacled, black-haired boy standing to the side stared at the altar in shock.

Takuya Nomura.

St. Rudolph's third-year regular selection.

As a backup for the team's singles player, he was less than 1.6 meters tall, making him practically disabled among third-year junior high students. However, due to Mizuki's departure, St. Rudolf's original plan to recruit top players failed to materialize, and Nomura became the tallest among the short.

But at this moment, seeing that Tan Taichi, who was only half a head shorter than him, had already qualified to compete and even defeated the Maeda and Aso duo of St. Rudolf, Nomura found it unbelievable.

too exaggerated!

When he was in first grade, he was still retrieving balls, and it wasn't until late second grade that he was eligible to participate in the selection for the regular team. Compared to this boy with the green bandana, he had really wasted his life these past two years.

"Yamabuki...so strong!"

Beside the two, Liu Ze, who had been full of confidence, couldn't help but twitch his crooked face.

He transferred to St. Rudolph from elsewhere. At his original school, he was indeed top-notch, but the tennis team wasn't very strong there. In order to climb to a higher position, Yanagisawa accepted the offer without hesitation when Mizuki recruited him.

Before he even reached St. Rudolph, the other party left. Yanagisawa, who had initially been somewhat arrogant, became much more subdued after being suppressed by Akazawa in their match.

Even so, he was always arrogant and believed that he could basically defeat his opponents before the quarterfinals of the tournament.

Now, the first-year students sent by Yamabuki have easily won the match, and Yanagisawa is in a panic.

"It's okay."

Sitting in the coach's seat, Akazawa remained calm. He glanced at the Yamabuki team's lineup, offered a few words of comfort to the defeated Maeda and Aso, and then told the players who were about to take the field, "Don't be nervous, just play normally in the next game."

"understood."

The two breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Yamabuki fielded the Minami and Touhou pair, dubbed the "Potato Army." St. Rudolf's doubles pair was already inferior to the original, and now they've lost the data boost from Mizuki, plus the previous two matches had already drastically reduced their stats.

Therefore, in this doubles match, Yamabuki completely crushed her opponent without any suspense.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye.

Less than 15 minutes later, after Minami scored the winning goal, the referee on the high chair announced loudly: "The Minami Kentaro and Higashikata Masami duo from Yamabuki Junior High School win! Score 6-0!"

"Whoa whoa whoa!!!"

Instantly.

A burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from inside the stadium.

The result of this doubles match, number 1, further solidified everyone's belief in Yamabuki's doubles prowess. At the same time, it was tantamount to sealing St. Rudolph's fate.

"It seems that St. Rudolph has no hope."

"Who can argue with that? This year's Yamabuki team is too strong. St. Rudolph only made it to the top 32 last year, and they want to challenge last year's top 4?"

It's too much of a stretch to be considered strong.

"No doubt about it, Yamabuki will definitely advance to the round of 16!"

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

Upon hearing this, Yanagisawa from St. Rudolf blushed deeply. Unwilling to admit defeat, he picked up his racket and walked to the sidelines with a fighting spirit.

"The singles match 3 will begin soon."

At that moment, the referee on the high chair announced loudly: "Yamabuki Middle School Muromachi Juji vs. St. Rudolf Academy Yanagisawa Shinya."

The words fell.

The two entered the field one after the other.

Compared to the arrogant and cocky Yanagisawa, Muromachi was much calmer. Furthermore, his expression was mostly hidden by his white-rimmed sunglasses, making it difficult for others to discern his true emotional state.

"Murocho Juichi? It's him?"

Outside the crowd, a young man with long bangs wearing a gray-white coat raised his eyebrows slightly.

He is Taki Oginosuke, who is in charge of intelligence at Hyotei.

Because Atobe had previously mentioned that there were two good second-year students in Yamabuki, he set his sights on Muromachi and Yuta. As a result, he ended up running into them in the round of 32 to 16.

"As expected, he is a player that Yamabuki is focusing on developing."

Playing 3 in singles is no easy position.

Even Hyotei (the Chinese tennis team) always has a backup plan when fielding their second team. They usually put their second-string players in doubles, while the starters are responsible for three singles matches.

In this way, Hyotei's position would be virtually guaranteed. Yamabuki, lacking Hyotei's resources, would be even less likely to jeopardize this situation.

Especially with a newcomer like Tan Taichi ahead of him, Taki Oginosuke is pretty sure that Muromachi is one of Yamabuki's main players.

really.

From the start of the match, Muromachi displayed a very aggressive style. During the initial probing exchanges, Muromachi would seize any opportunity to launch a relentless attack.

Liu Ze felt increasingly frustrated as the fight progressed.

Many times he didn't even notice that he had made a mistake, and his opponent forced him to retreat step by step. After a while, he almost suffered internal injuries.

"How could this kid be so fast?!"

In the original work, Yanagisawa once imitated Momoshiro's "dunk smash," putting Seigaku on the defensive for a time. But that was mostly thanks to Mizuki's planning; now that Mizuki has left, St. Rudolph's strength has been diminished.

Muromachi, on the other hand, is now terrifyingly strong due to Shibukawa's influence. He would absolutely annihilate his original self. He might not be enough for Yamabuki, but he would be more than capable of dealing with Saint Rudolf.

"Is this all there is to it?"

Muromachi had initially held back, worried that his opponent was pretending to be weak while actually being strong, and was preparing to feign weakness to trick him. However, he hadn't expected that the guy with the crooked mouth was actually being genuinely kind.

Therefore, Muromachi did not hold back.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

He continued to accelerate, making things even worse for Liu Ze, who was already struggling to cope. But the latter's arrogance was hard to tame, and he still wanted to make a final desperate attempt to turn the tables and kill his opponent.

Unfortunately, Yanagisawa's counterattack failed to last 30 seconds against Muromachi's fast-paced offensive style. Ultimately, Muromachi...

They easily defeated their opponent with a score of 6-1.

Pfft!

on the field.

Liu Ze knelt on the ground as if all his strength had been drained.

"How can the difference be so huge?"

He looked completely bewildered.

He was a third-grader playing against a second-grader, so theoretically he should be superior in every aspect, including physical ability. But in the match just now, he was completely dominated by his opponent and couldn't even lift his head.

"He's too fast!"

"His moves are quick and steady; is he really only a second-year student?"

Liu Ze fell into deep self-doubt.

Meanwhile, the St. Rudolph players outside the stadium were all pale-faced and had lifeless eyes.

With three losses, St. Rudolf is out of the running.

However, since this is Yamabuki's first official match in this Metropolitan Tournament, the rules require him to play all five matches.

Therefore, even though Yamabuki has already secured his advancement, the singles 2 and singles 1 matches will still have to be played.

"Oh, this..."

'

Nomura Takuya, who was assigned to singles 2, was completely stunned.

He looked at Yamabuki, who had won three consecutive matches and was riding high on their momentum. Then, looking at his own team's miserable situation with faces full of sorrow, he couldn't help but look at Akazawa with a hint of resentment.

What?

Should I hit Shanchui?

real or fake? !

But those are the rules, and Nomura's skin isn't as thick as the other top players from Ginka, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it. The final result, naturally, was that he got a severe beating from Yamabuki's number 2 singles player, Yuta.

In the original work, this third-year student, whose strength was a mystery and who was assigned to singles 1 by St. Rudolph as a consumable for his opponent, was defeated by Yuta in 6-0.

"Huff...huff huff..."

'

on the field.

Defeated Nomura was panting heavily.

He knew his opponent was strong, but he hadn't expected him to be this strong. That half-strike with his left hand left him completely defenseless.

"Four consecutive losses..."

'

The St. Rudolf players hung their heads as if they had been defeated roosters.

"Please...please let us go..."

The series of crushing defeats has completely shattered the confidence these players had built up in the previous two matches.

"This year's Yamabuki is truly extraordinary."

Outside the barbed wire fence, Liu An, dressed in a white shirt, nodded to himself. St. Rudolph's strength wasn't weak; in Kanagawa Prefecture, they would be qualified to compete for a ticket to the Kanto Tournament.

But this year's Yamabuki is even stronger.

Even Liu wouldn't dare say that he had collected data on these people during the match just now. He also had a vague suspicion that these people hadn't actually used their true abilities.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see."

"Yes, St. Rudolf has absolutely no chance against Ueyama Fuki!"

"No, I want to see what that mysterious Minister Yamabuki will do next."

"Oh right, next up is singles 1. Yamabuki should be sending out that one, right?"

This statement came out.

The audience, who had already lost interest and were about to leave, all stopped. Even Taki from Hyotei and Yanagi from Rikkai looked curiously in the direction of Yamabuki.

Swish!

But at that moment...

Akazawa, who had been sitting in the coach's seat, stood up. He raised his racket and pointed it towards Yamabuki, his gaze fixed on the handsome Shibukawa.

"Come on, sir! Although St. Rudolf has already lost, as a contestant, please don't hold back and give me your all!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze towards Akazawa changed. They seemed surprised that this minister from St. Rudolf possessed such magnanimity.

"That's Akazawa!"

"I've heard of him; he's very strong, almost certainly at the Kanto level. His words should be enough to force out that Yamabuki captain."

"That's some skill, isn't it?"

"The match hasn't started yet, so it's too early to say anything."

"By the way, I heard from others that Fuji, the genius from Seigaku, seems to have lost to this captain of Yamabuki!"

"Really? That's Fuji!"

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

Most people's eyes became eager; they all wanted to see just how strong the mysterious Minister Yamabuki really was.

however.

Despite being watched by so many people, Shibukawa's expression remained unchanged. He didn't even glance at Akazawa, causing the latter to subconsciously frown.

tread!

At this time.

A figure stepped out from Yamabuki's side.

"Is it you?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Akazawa's pupils contracted slightly, a flash of crimson light appeared in his eyes, and deep within them, undisguised hatred was revealed.

The player who stepped forward from Yamabuki's side was none other than Mizuki, the intelligence chief. He smiled at Akazawa and said, "Sorry, your opponent is me."

"How could it be him?"

"The Yamabuki singles number 1 isn't the captain?"

"That's normal. The roster is part of the tactical arrangement. If the minister is always the one in singles, the opponent will take advantage of that to target him."

"Hey, isn't that a different question?"

"If I'm not mistaken, most of Yamabuki's key players didn't play, right? What's going on?"

While ordinary people were still analyzing Yamabuki's tactics, some sharp-eyed observers were taken aback by his moves. Aside from the South and East duo, who were the team's mainstays, everyone else was essentially second-rate or even marginalized.

"Has Yamabuki's foundation... reached this level?"

Inoue's eyes were filled with shock.

Having witnessed the Yamabuki school's qualifying tournament, he knew very well that the lineup Yamabuki had sent was not their core strength. Their most capable players, Shibukawa, Akutsu, and Sengoku, hadn't even played.

"Just like in Rikkai's matches, none of the three giants, led by Yukimura, played."

"This... doesn't seem so strange, does it?"

Zhi looked over with a hint of surprise.

"That's the crux of the problem."

Inoue glanced at her, then shook his head helplessly, saying, "By saying that, you're already subconsciously treating Yamabuki as a team on par with Rikkai!"

"Well!"

Zhi was stunned for a moment.

It seems that's true.

Because she didn't disagree with Inoue's words at all. Subconsciously, she thought that Yamabuki University was comparable to Rikkai University.

"But...but weren't they the top four in last year's tournament?"

Zhi said subconsciously.

"The past is the past."

Inoue's gaze turned serious as he looked at Banta, who seemed to be in deep meditation: "This year's Yamabuki is far more complex than we imagined."

As he spoke, Inoue glanced at Shibukawa again. He had a strange feeling that this mysterious captain, Yamabuki, was even calmer than the over-seventy-year-old coach, Banta.

"Is it an illusion?"

Inoue shook his head, slowly gathering his thoughts.

at the same time.

Everyone's attention was focused on Akazawa and Mizuki.

Judging from the current situation, the relationship between the two is clearly not that simple. Akazawa, who had just appeared calm, now looked at Mizuki with a gaze that seemed to want to tear her apart.

really.

After the match began, Akazawa launched a fierce offensive. His momentum grew stronger and stronger, as if he wanted to vent all the anger he had accumulated over the past six months.

In response, Mizuki could only adopt a passive defensive stance.

He wasn't in a hurry; he simply used skillful force to deflect the opponent's attacks little by little.

"I must say, you have indeed become much stronger."

At the end of the first game, Akazawa led 1-0, and the St. Rudolf players were ecstatic. But Mizuki simply looked calmly at his old friend, then shook his head and said, "But if it's only this bad, it proves that my decision back then was correct."

Swish!

immediately.

With a flourish, Guan Yue flicked the racket forward a few points, her gaze sharp as she looked at her opponent: "In this match, I'll show you the difference between us."

"Hmph, bring it on!"

Akazawa showed no weakness.

But in the subsequent match, he was completely contained by Mizuki. His opponent seemed to be able to predict his every move and firmly controlled the initiative in the match.

On the other hand, Akazawa became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

His opponent pressed forward relentlessly, while he retreated step by step, his momentum waning. In a daze, Akazawa even had a sense of absurdity, as if an invisible pair of hands, bound with puppet strings, were constantly moving, directing the course of the match from above.

Akazawa tried to fight back, but it was all in vain.

"Is this all the power you have now... Mizuki!"

Watching Mizuki leap into the air and deliver a powerful smash, Akazawa stood frozen in place.

Bang!

next moment.

The powerful smash landed on the ground.

The referee's voice rang out from the high chair: "Match over! Yamabuki Junior High's Kanzuki wins, score 6-1!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene erupted in cheers.

Many passersby who didn't know Yamabuki also remembered the name of this team that won consecutive victories and crushed their opponents with overwhelming force.

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