My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

Chapter 113 A Fierce Tiger Fights a Mighty Lion!

On one hand, its aura was as fierce as a beast; on the other hand, its aura was as explosive as raging flames.

The clash of these two powerful forces created a visually stunning effect. Many people were startled and instinctively backed away.

"How is that possible?"

Outside the court, Tachibana An's pupils contracted sharply on the Fudomine side. If she remembered correctly, this Sengoku was only the third-ranked player in Yamabuki, yet he could actually rival her brother in terms of imposing presence?

"I see."

Sensing the threat emanating from his opponent's aura, Ju's lion-like eyes revealed a solemn expression: "Someone like you is indeed qualified to fight me."

At this moment, he already regarded Sengoku as an opponent of equal caliber. He suppressed his arrogance and his gaze became serious.

"You are indeed very strong."

Sengoku's gaze was also fixed on the other person. Sensing the heavy, suppressed aura of a ferocious beast emanating from Tachibana, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes lit up: "I remember now, you're Tachibana from Kyushu Shishiraku, right!"

"The Lion Dance of Kyushu?"

"Orange? That orange? Wait, could it be that person...?"

"Who? What are you talking about? Can you stop playing games?!"

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

Those unaware of the inside story were completely baffled. But those with more experience changed their expressions upon hearing the name Lion Music.

"It was him! Yes, I should have known!"

Among the crowd, Inoue was taken aback at first, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"S-senpai?"

Zhi, standing beside him, asked with a puzzled look, "I remember you investigated that Ju, didn't you? Does he have some special identity?"

"Yes."

Inoue nodded: "I was wondering why the information about Tachibana in the Fudomine data only goes up to the second half of last year, and the previous content is completely blank, as if it appeared out of thin air."

"Now, everything makes sense."

"He transferred from Kyushu. And it's true, only someone like him could have led Fudomine from a third-rate team to the quarterfinals of the Metropolitan Tournament!"

Previously, he considered it nothing short of a miracle. But now that Tachibana's identity has been revealed, everything makes sense.

"Senior, is that Tachibana from Kyushu... very strong?"

Zhi asked curiously.

"Very strong."

Inoue nodded and said, "He made a name for himself in last year's national tournament. He's a top-tier player nationwide, with strength comparable to Atobe of Hyotei and Sanada of Rikkai!"

"That strong?"

Zhi was also startled.

The two people Inoue mentioned are undoubtedly at the very top of the pyramid in Tokyo and even the Kanto region. But it's hard to imagine that someone as strong as them would be living in a relatively unknown place like Fudomine.

"It was him?"

At the same time, Inui from Seigaku, Taki from Hyotei, and others looked at Tachibana with much more apprehension.

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

The moment Inui learned Tachibana's true identity, he felt a surge of relief, knowing that Echizen had defeated Ibu in the regional preliminaries a month earlier.

Otherwise, if Tezuka were to face this Tachibana, the outcome would be uncertain.

"It looks like Fudomine is definitely going to win this game."

Taki Oginosuke thought to himself.

A fighter of Tachibana's caliber is equivalent to Atobe fighting. Although Atobe is more important to Taki than Tachibana, Sengoku has no chance of winning against a top-tier fighter nationwide.

boom!

At this time.

Ju smashed the tennis ball with great force.

With the [Beast Aura] activated, Tachibana's serve power increased by more than ten percent compared to before. Her already terrifying serve was now ridiculously strong.

boom!

But the next moment.

Sengoku swung his racket to intercept, blocking the bouncing tennis ball from the ground.

"strong enough!"

Feeling the pressure emanating from the racket, Sengoku let out a low shout, his eyes revealing intense excitement.

Master!

He has finally met a master worthy of his full effort!

This was different from the helplessness he felt when facing Shibukawa and Akutsu. Tachibana's style was similar to his, both being straightforward and delivering powerful blows. This greatly excited Sengoku, who had been training in boxing for over half a year.

Whoosh!

Immediately.

Sengoku forcefully slammed the tennis ball out.

"Well done!"

Ju let out a low shout, and his aura exploded. Dark red energy surged and churned, and with the boost from this aura, his explosive power and concentration were greatly enhanced.

This greatly enhances the strength of Tachibana, who is already skilled in fast and aggressive playstyles.

boom!

But Sengoku was equally unwilling to back down.

His foundation was solid, and in the past six months, with the deliberate training from Shechuan, he mastered boxing-style tennis through hard work.

Sengoku might be countered by technically skilled players, but against Tachibana's aggressive and relentless tactics, he simply goes head-to-head, refusing to back down an inch.

boom!

boom!

boom!

A dull sound kept ringing out.

Every time the two clashed, the surrounding spectators felt a sharp pain in their eardrums. One or two times might not have been a big deal, but the frequency of their clashes was so high that most people had to keep their distance, and some even covered their ears tightly.

"Watch this!"

Unable to defeat his opponent after several exchanges, Ju made a decisive move, leaning forward and channeling his power into his right hand, then unleashing a burst of power like a beast pouncing on its prey.

boom!

A loud bang.

The net area that had been blasted away by the orange ball split into seven or eight sections in an instant. The shadows of the balls blurred, surging towards Qian Shi like a tidal wave.

fast!

too fast!

Even Sengoku couldn't immediately discern the tennis ball itself hidden within this technique.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Several tennis balls whizzed past him, one of which crashed to the ground, sending dust flying in all directions.

"Divide it evenly (40-40)!"

"It's here!"

Outside the stadium, Tachibana An clenched her fist excitedly and exclaimed with delight, "It's my brother's [Rampaging Lion]!"

"sharp."

Sengoku narrowed his eyes, a smirk playing on his lips: "As expected of someone who dominates Kyushu, this ball skill is quite remarkable!"

But judging from his expression, he wasn't intimidated by Ju's advances at all; on the contrary, he seemed eager to try.

soon.

The fierce battle continues.

Orange, radiating a dark red aura, clashed fiercely with Sengoku, whose aura was as intense as a raging fire. Their speed increased rapidly, making it difficult for many to keep up with their movements.

During the fierce battle, both sides scored points.

However, Orange managed to hold onto the game thanks to her superior serve, taking a 2-1 lead.

"Cool!"

Despite losing, Sengoku wasn't upset; instead, it spurred him to even greater fighting spirit. In his own service game, Sengoku held nothing back, displaying the same relentless ruthlessness he showed against Shibukawa.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Boxing-style tennis is very powerful.

Furthermore, Sengoku, by incorporating boxing techniques into tennis, mastered a unique power generation method. In the first five or six balls, he was able to continuously build up power, making each ball more powerful than the last.

"Watch this!"

Facing a formidable opponent, Sengoku held nothing back, unleashing a powerful and domineering shot after continuously building up his strength.

Chi!

As she watched the tennis ball trailing a tail of flame-like gas, Orange's pupils subtly contracted.

Don't try to block it head-on!

His intuition told him that if he tried to intercept the ball, he would most likely get injured!

In that brief moment of hesitation, the tennis ball flew past him and slammed heavily to the ground.

"15-0!"

"What kind of special move is this?"

Ju looked at her opponent with a serious expression.

"Tiger Claw, a ball technique I created myself."

Sengoku grinned and said, "How about it? Pretty strong, huh? I'm not going to lose to you in this match!"

Despite facing a formidable foe, he remained highly motivated.

"very good."

Ju's gaze turned serious.

Sensing his opponent's fighting spirit, he also chose to go all out. Because Tachibana clearly understood that his opponent's tennis ball was no safer than his own.

Tachibana showed no fear in the face of his opponent's sharp spear. His tennis style had always been about fighting fire with fire!

In the ensuing match, Tachibana held back completely, unleashing her signature dangerous style of tennis.

call!

Whoosh!!

The tennis ball flew back and forth, the powerful air currents it created causing the net in the middle to sway from side to side. As time went on, the audience's eyes grew increasingly awestruck.

They saw marks on Tachibana and Sengoku's hands, legs, and even faces, caused by the dangerous tennis balls they had hit.

Those scratches were shocking to the eye.

"What... what kind of tennis is this?"

Kamio was dumbfounded.

The other members of the Fudomo Peak team also looked completely dazed.

Their usually composed and dignified senior, Tachibana, had such a dangerous playing style. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have been able to connect the two.

"This is the real tennis of my brother."

Tachibana An shook her head and said, "Back in Shishiraku, he was the fiercest presence on the court, and no one dared to face him head-on. From the Kumamoto Prefecture Tournament to the Kyushu Tournament, and then to the National Tournament, he swept aside many strong opponents."

As she spoke, her eyes were filled with admiration.

I still remember Orange with her wildly flowing blonde hair last year, dominating the court with her aggressive and domineering style of tennis, which instilled fear in top players from all over the country.

Now, Tachibana can finally unleash her true tennis skills without any burden.

"Strong enough! Powerful enough!!"

At the same time, Sengoku, who had just received Tachibana's return ball, stretched his neck and let out a soft shout. He was completely enjoying himself at this moment. The continuous collisions with the strong opponent made every pore on his body open up, giving him an indescribable sense of comfort.

"You are indeed very strong, but this is my serve!"

With a soft shout, Sengoku leaped into the air, stomping on the ground. Raising his racket high, he aimed at the tennis ball in mid-air and unleashed a powerful smash!

Boom!

As the pale yellow light exploded, all the dust on the ground was kicked up.

"Game!"

"Yamabuki Senseki, 2-2!"

"Cool!"

After the smash landed, Sengoku opened his arms and stretched his body with great enjoyment.

He directly blocked the offensive of the two Kyushu heroes, Tachibana, tying the score. His tiger-like momentum stunned the audience, and even made Yanagimoto, who had defeated him before, widen his eyes in amazement.

"How did he become so strong?"

Liu even lacked his usual calm and collected demeanor; his hands, which were resting at his sides, unconsciously clenched into fists, concealing...

A tremor was hidden beneath the surface.

In the first round of last year's Kanto Tournament, Yamabuki unfortunately encountered Rikkai and was undoubtedly defeated by the latter. In Yanagi's eyes at that time, "Lucky Sengoku" and "Yamabuki Genius" were just speed bumps if you didn't know them.

But now, the opponent's aggressive performance has given Liu a real fright.

Is this still the same Sengoku that he easily dealt with back then?

What exactly happened in Yamabuki during this time?!

"Hmm."

Liu's gaze sharpened, turning towards Yamabuki's direction. More specifically, it landed on the handsome, black-haired boy.

Shechuan letter.

The current minister of Yamabuki.

He is rumored to have defeated Fuji of Seigaku, and is also the strongest player in Yamabuki so far, without exception.

Before this, some might have dismissed the claim that Yamabuki was the strongest. After all, Yamabuki isn't Rikkai, and the title of the strongest team has no real merit.

But things are different now.

Sengoku, who could go toe-to-toe with Tachibana when she was at full power, was only ranked third among Yamabuki members. This alone significantly increased Yamabuki's perceived importance and threat in the eyes of others, especially the Seigaku and Hyotei members!

boom!

boom!

boom!

The game on the field continues.

Both players brought their best, tearing each other apart like ferocious beasts, leaving each other battered and bruised. Many people even forgot about the outcome of the match, completely absorbed in the duel between the two.

As time went on, both sides held their serves and managed to tie the score at 6-6, forcing a tiebreaker.

The evening glow fell on two weary figures.

Qian remarked with emotion, "When a match reaches this level, the outcome is no longer determined by skill or physical ability."

"The battle of willpower and mental strength will determine the outcome of this match."

Inoue's eyes were full of seriousness.

He witnessed the unstoppable momentum of both sides, a fierce battle between a lion and a tiger. Both exchanged wounds, their bodies reaching their limits.

What kept them going was their willpower.

That is the realm of deep human consciousness, which cannot be quantified by specific data. Some people may relax for a moment and collapse completely, while others may seem to fall at any moment, but they keep going by sheer willpower.

Having experienced great ups and downs, Tachibana's willpower is extraordinary. Sengoku is the same; his mentality fluctuates greatly, and after being repeatedly tempered by Shibukawa and Akutsu, his willpower far surpasses that of ordinary people.

The two were like two pieces of metal with excessive hardness, colliding fiercely time and time again, with their surfaces constantly showing signs of damage, but they never completely disintegrated.

In the blink of an eye, the score reached 76-75.

Sengoku is leading by 1 point.

But when it was Ju's turn to serve, facing the possibility of defeat at any moment, and with the team's expectant yet tense attention, he suddenly jumped up, tilting his racket from top to bottom, exuding an unprecedented wild aura.

"This is!!"

Ju Xing's pupils suddenly contracted as Ju's image overlapped with the image of that wildly dancing golden hair in her mind.

"Ball-blasting dance!!!"

With a roar, Ju used the momentum and downward force from his jump, combined with sheer brute strength, to slam the tennis ball with the edge of his racket.

boom!

The loud explosion reverberated.

Then, the tennis balls split apart like a rain of swords, turning into dozens of afterimages that rained down on the opposing team, Qian Shi.

Exploding balls!

The ultimate killing move hidden by Tachibana!

It was this very move of his that injured the right eye of another top-tier fighter on his team, Chitose Senri. Because this move was extremely dangerous, he was sidelined by Tachibana after that incident.

Now, pushed to the limit, he finally unleashed his full power in an attempt to turn the tide.

fast!

too fast!

The countless spherical shadows seemed to rain down on Qianshi.

At this moment, he was in extreme danger. Although most of the dozen or so tennis balls were afterimages, the only real one was smashed away by the edge of Tachibana's racket.

The destructive power it contains would be far more than just a simple scratch if it touched Sengoku's body.

But the more dangerous the situation, the more focused Sengoku's mental energy became.

This was not only the experience he gained through boxing and hard training, but also the instinctive reaction he developed under the pressure of two top masters, Shibukawa and Akutsu.

fast!

quick! !

Faster!!!

Sengoku suddenly opened his eyes, and driven by his highly concentrated mental energy, his dynamic vision reached an unprecedented level of efficiency.

"Found it!"

Suddenly.

Sengoku's gaze was fixed on one of the spherical shadows that was rotating and changing more realistically.

The next moment, he swung his racket violently and, to everyone's astonishment, smashed the tennis ball out.

boom!

A loud, explosive sound reverberated.

A pale yellow glow bloomed behind the orange.

"Match over!"

Looking at the landing mark that almost missed the baseline, the referee on the high chair checked it several times before announcing loudly, "Kiyosumi Sengoku of Yamabuki Middle School wins, score 7-6!"

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