My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

Chapter 109 Newcomer Yamabuki first shows his power

"I never expected this kid to be so bold!"

Outside the stadium, seeing Shinto Mitsuki and Dan locked in a stalemate with their opponents, Mitsuki, who was twirling the end of her hair with her left hand, had a faint smile on her face.

"really."

Sengoku nodded in agreement.

This is real combat. You have to understand, even after he became a regular player in his second year and participated in the Metropolitan Tournament, he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.

As it turns out, this seemingly immature kid actually dared to hone his skills through real combat.

"Is it confirmed?"

At this moment, Nan, who was standing next to him, frowned and asked.

"Um."

Mizuki nodded: "Although Fudomine doesn't have any data-driven players on their side, judging from what just happened, the two from Fudomine have clearly obtained information about Shintobe and Dan."

"If it's not Fudomine, then who could it be?"

Dongfang squinted.

Judging from the current situation, if Yamabuki makes it to the semifinals, it will face both Seigaku and Hyotei. Based on the theory that whoever benefits is the most suspicious, Seigaku and Hyotei are the most likely to secretly leak information about Yamabuki to Fudomine.

"I never expected that the two strongest teams in Tokyo would do something like this."

Muromachi crossed his arms and sneered repeatedly.

After the preliminary rounds in the Yuta region, he encountered Atobe causing trouble. Although they won the match, he still felt resentful and disliked Hyotei.

"It might not be them."

However, while everyone was discussing, Shibukawa shook his head and said, "There are more people than just those from these two teams who can gather information about Yamabuki. Besides, even if they did, it wouldn't affect the outcome of the match."

"not to mention...

'

At this point, he glanced at Tan, whose face was full of fighting spirit on the field, and couldn't help but smile, "Our deputy manager is really looking forward to it!"

"Ha ha!!"

Everyone laughed upon hearing this.

Ban Tian, ​​sitting in the coach's seat, was startled by what he heard. He slightly opened his gently closed eyes and looked around.

Then, his gaze settled on a brown mushroom-headed boy in the crowd.

Unlike others, the other person watched the game with their eyes closed, which was quite unusual and was immediately noticed by Banta.

"It's him?"

At a glance, Banta recognized the other person's identity.

But this only deepened his doubts: "I didn't expect the intelligence chief of this superpower to care so much about the metropolitan tournament. If I remember correctly, the prefectural tournament is also happening in Kanagawa today, right?"

Bantian shook his head.

In reality, neither he nor Shibukawa had concrete information to prove that the other side was behind it. Moreover, just as Shibukawa said, for Yamabuki, the current situation was not about anger, but about how to use the sudden change to turn the pressure from the opponent into motivation for the Yamabuki team members to improve their strength.

Bang!

boom!

Bang!

boom!

On the field, the four players from both sides engaged in a fierce battle.

Ishida and Sakurai were very aggressive, and having mastered their opponents' playing style, they hit many shots that struck vital points. Even the experienced Niito Miki struggled to cope with them for a while.

On the contrary, Tan, because he hadn't been seriously learning tennis for very long and his style wasn't yet fully developed, struggled to overcome his weaknesses after being targeted by his opponent, even though he didn't have Shibukawa's bug-level ability to "correct weaknesses."

However, Tan overcame some of his weaknesses in a very short time, making his playing style more fluid.

Because they were on the defensive, Yamabuki's side faced numerous dangers, but their defenses were never breached.

no way.

Ishida and Sakurai had no choice but to settle for second best, ensuring they could score in their own service games while trying to break their opponents' serves as much as possible.

In the blink of an eye, the score was tied at 3-3.

In the seventh game, Niito served.

Tan, playing as a forward, placed his right hand behind his back at the net, constantly changing the direction of his fingers to arrange secret signals.

"This kid is getting better and better."

Dongfang couldn't help but sigh, "It hasn't been that long, and he's already memorized all of Xin Dumi's and the others' coded messages."

"Yes, Tan really works hard."

Next to him, Kita Kazuma, with his middle-parted hair, nodded in agreement: "Don't be fooled by how skillfully he uses it now; it's the result of countless private practice sessions."

Dan wasn't stupid, and with the guidance of Shibukawa and Mizuki, he avoided many potential mistakes. In addition, he was hardworking, putting in more effort than any other first-year Yamabuki student during training. Therefore, in just two months, he showed significant improvement.

Although he was no match for either Ishida or Sakurai in terms of physical ability, this was doubles, and doubles matches aren't about brute force, but about using your brain.

"Damn it, why is this kid so difficult to deal with?"

Ishida became increasingly frustrated as the fight progressed.

From the beginning, his opponent was consciously on guard against him. The balls they hit were all aimed at a position less than 20 centimeters in front of him, and the tennis balls bounced at a very low angle, forcing him to bend his knees to receive the balls.

Clearly, this is to prevent him from swinging the racket too much, giving him time to build up his power.

Several times, Ishida had to turn the tide in crucial points, using his signature move, the "Wave Ball," to seal the victory. The ball that his opponent hit would leave him feeling extremely frustrated.

"Stay calm, don't lose your judgment."

Sakurai promptly reminded them, "The opponent obviously knows our playing style and special moves as well. As Tachibana-senpai just said, don't blindly rely on your skills."

"I know."

"Ishida said unwillingly."

Tachibana had indeed warned them beforehand not to blindly believe that one or two balls could determine the course of the game. And that wasn't wrong; after all, with Ishida's current strength, he could only manage two powerful swings before his arm was ruined, making it difficult to continue.

"Um?"

At that moment, Sakurai seemed to notice something and suddenly spoke up: "Why do I feel like the opponent's resistance has weakened?"

"That's true!"

Yamabuki struggled to score on several consecutive balls, while Sakurai seized the opportunity and took the initiative.

"Now!"

Ishida roused himself and immediately launched a fierce attack.

"Wait a minute, you bastard... Ugh!"

Sakurai wanted to offer a reminder, but Ishida had already launched a full-speed attack. He had no choice but to take on the role of support, and the two worked together quite well.

After a fierce exchange, Ishida seized an opportunity and launched a powerful counterattack. Niito fought back desperately, but the composed Sakurai intercepted the attack.

Come.

Snapped!

The tennis ball lands on the ground.

He dropped the rice from Niigata with a backhand.

"game!"

"Immovable Peak, 4-3, switch positions!"

"nice shot!"

Kamio, Uchimura, and others watching from the sidelines cheered excitedly.

Even the introverted Ibu had a look of eagerness in his eyes. If he could win this doubles match, he and Kamio would definitely win the next one.

That would mean two consecutive wins for Fudomine.

In singles match 3, Tachibana will be the one to enter the fray. Given the opponent's strength, he is sure to be able to launch a successful surprise attack and leave a deep impression on Yamabuki.

"Seize the opportunity."

Sitting in the coach's seat, Tachibana said in a deep voice, "Now that we have seized the initiative in the game, let's attack in one fell swoop and not give the opponent a chance to breathe."

This is his experience from many years of competition. Once you gain the upper hand, you must press your advantage relentlessly and ideally end the match in one fell swoop.

"clear!"

Ishida and Sakurai responded loudly.

The two were also very excited. If they could get off to a good start, it would mean that Fudomine's plan was one step closer to success.

But Sakurai remained calm. After the two entered the court, he said in a deep voice, "You take charge of the offense, and I'll provide support. Don't give the opponent a chance to counterattack."

"Um."

Ishida nodded.

At this moment, he couldn't wait to make his move.

The game soon resumed.

Seemingly sensing the unfavorable situation, the two players on Yamabuki's side immediately launched a counterattack after the eighth match began. Their excellent teamwork put Ishida on the defensive for a time.

"Don't rush."

Ishida thought to himself, "The more fiercely the opponent counterattacks, the more anxious they are. Tachibana-senpai once said that in times like these, one should not be too hasty, but rather calmly analyze the situation and seize the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the opponent."

With that in mind, he remained calm and composed.

"Now!"

Suddenly, seizing the opportunity, Ishida let out a low shout, and the muscles in his arm swelled up, exuding an explosive sense of power.

"Feel the power of Fudomine!"

"Wave Ball!"

Ishida spoke slowly and deliberately, then swung his racket violently, sending the tennis ball flying with a loud thud.

"What is this?!"

Everyone was startled by the explosive noise.

Everyone stared in astonishment at Ishida, whose arm was visibly steaming after he hit the tennis ball.

"Glug."

"What exactly is that special move?"

"Can the Yamabuki side really hold them off?"

Then, with a thud, the tennis ball broke through the interception of Shinto Mikoto and Dan, went straight into the ground, and bounced high into the air.

"40-30!"

This shot helped Fudomine gain a crucial set point.

If they win this game, they can further extend their lead to 5-3.

"No!"

After losing another point, Niito seemed anxious: "No matter what, we can't afford to lose another point."

"Um."

Tan nodded emphatically, his little face full of seriousness.

"Hmph, that's not up to you!"

Ishida's lips curled slightly, his face full of smugness.

Even Sakurai was full of confidence.

They have now firmly grasped the initiative in the game, and if they win just one more game, they can completely seal the fate of the match.

but.

The more crucial the point, the stronger the opponent's resistance will be.

"Damn, these two guys have incredible stamina!"

Sakurai grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

"There's nothing they can do; they know what the consequences will be if they lose this point."

Ishida laughed heartily: "Leave the rest to me. I've got this point!"

"it is good."

Sakurai, unable to break through after a prolonged attack, had no other option but to pin his hopes on Ishida's "Wave Ball." Once the opponent successfully landed the ball, he could use its immense power to completely tear apart the opponent's defense.

Snapped!

Therefore, he took the initiative to move forward and play short balls to create opportunities for the opponent.

"Now."

Seeing the opponent return the ball, Sakurai quickly moved aside, letting the ball pass him.

Swish!

Behind him stood Ishida, racket raised, his eyes burning with intensity. His opponent had already gathered his strength, and just as the tennis ball approached, he decisively unleashed a powerful smash.

boom!

A loud bang.

The tennis ball, wrapped in a pale red arc of lightning, shot out with terrifying force.

"That ball was incredibly powerful!"

"We can't stop it!"

Many spectators trembled slightly upon seeing the ball.

Outside the crowd, a serious expression appeared in the eyes of Gan, who wore white-rimmed glasses. Even Kawamura, the strongest player from Seigaku, had his wrist injured by that ball during the regional preliminaries.

"Those two from Yamabuki simply can't stop that ball... huh?"

Sudden.

As if realizing something, Qian's expression froze.

As soon as they saw their opponent unleash a wave shot, Tan and Shintomi, positioned at the baseline, actually moved to the sides, giving up their positions.

Boom!

The tennis ball lands on the ground.

It stirred up billowing dust.

Seeing this, the referee on the high chair shouted, "Game! Fudomine, 5-3!"

"We won!"

"It's a success!"

The Fudomine team members were very excited.

But Ju, sitting in the coach's seat, frowned instead.

Something's not right.

He looked at Niito and Dan on the field, their faces calm, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes: "Wait, are they doing this on purpose?!"

Swish!

next moment.

The minister's expression changed.

"Have you realized it yet?"

Shibukawa, on the other side, also laughed.

Everyone else thought that Yamabuki had overplayed their hand and was being suffocated by Fudomine. But he saw it clearly: this was just a trap set up by Dan and Shinto.

"This kid is really clever."

Mizuki laughed as well: "Now that Fudomine has used up all its trump cards, it's time for us to counterattack."

"W-What do you mean?"

Dongfang, Xiduo, and the others standing nearby exchanged bewildered glances.

"It's very simple."

Sitting in the coach's seat, Banta explained with a smile, "Dan has always known about Fudomine Ishida's signature move. Just now, it was to lure the opponent into using the Hadouken."

"That's right, it's better to guide than to block."

Shibukawa nodded and said, "Instead of letting the opponent's ultimate move become a sword hanging over our heads, we should force them to use it."

"This kid is indeed very smart."

Sengoku, who had also realized this, nodded approvingly and said, "Their desperate resistance just now was probably to make the opponent think that it was a crucial point, forcing them to use that kind of ultimate move."

It's only during the major tournament now, and the Wave Ball isn't the overused move it is in later stages. Especially for someone like Ishida Tetsu, who's just started learning, hitting two of those balls is already his limit.

At this moment, the opponent had used up both of their chances, and their arms were sore and aching that they had no strength to use them a third time.

In addition, Tan has been diligently collecting data on the two individuals.

When the time was right, Yamabuki sounded the horn of counterattack. On the other hand, Fudomine's Ishida had been tricked into using his ultimate move and was unable to perform at his normal level. Even supporting Sakurai was extremely difficult for him.

Tan had already discerned his weaknesses, and after a fierce attack, he directly forced the two Fudomine members into a retreat. In an instant, their defeat was swift and decisive, and the score was quickly recovered.

Swish!

Before we knew it, the final moment had arrived.

The short-statured Tan leaped up, his raised racket fully capable of touching the tennis ball.

"not good!"

Sensing the deadly danger, Ishida and Sakurai simultaneously returned to defend.

Snapped!

Unexpectedly, the player quickly changed his move, switching from a smash to a light slice. With a snap, the tennis ball bounced off and rolled gently in front of the net.

"S-Short ball?!"

On the Fudomine side, Kamio, Uchimura, and others all widened their eyes.

"The match is over."

At the same time, the referee on the high chair announced, "The Yamabuki Junior High School pair of Inakichi Nitobe and Taichi Tan have won! The score is 7-5!"

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