My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

Chapter 128 Terrifying Aura, Yamabuki Advances

Seeing Akutsu exuding a terrifying aura, the Seigaku members felt a chill run down their spines.

"What...what is this?"

Momoshiro's voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

That blood-black aura billowed outwards like thick smoke. Compared to it, neither Echizen's state of selflessness nor the Eye of the Storm was on the same level.

"Is this your true strength?"

Fuji's expression was extremely solemn.

At this moment, Akutsu was like a man-eating beast, making Akutsu feel a chill run down his spine.

brush!

At that moment, Akutsu stretched out his left hand, beckoned towards Fuji's direction, and said in a cold tone, "Hurry up and do your best to please me!"

At this moment, he was like a king of the night. Upon hearing this, the members of Seigaku instinctively trembled.

"Hmm!"

Fuji gripped his racket tightly.

He has now reversed the score, and judging by the points alone, he could indeed help Seigaku complete a comeback in this crucial match. But the problem is, under Akutsu's imposing aura, his body is trembling.

"No, I can't lose!"

Calm rationality and a sense of responsibility to the team helped Fuji overcome his fear: he tossed the tennis ball up and hit it with all his might.

Whoosh!

With the blessing of the [Eye of the Storm], Fuji's technique improved significantly. The tennis ball he launched spun wildly, its powerful rotation even creating visible ripples in the air.

"snort!"

But Akutsu merely snorted coldly. Then, he stepped forward and swung his racket out with a powerful blow.

In an instant, a burst of blood-black energy erupted, completely engulfing the tennis ball. A loud bang followed, and a chilling black light shot out.

"So fast!!!"

On the Seigaku side, Kikumaru, who had already woken up, had slightly constricted pupils. Although his dynamic vision was not as good as Sengoku's, it was better than Echizen's, but he had difficulty even catching the trajectory of this shot.

Fuji also only sensed a dark shadow approaching, which was impossible to see with the naked eye. In this critical moment, he abandoned his eyes to track the trajectory and instead used his ears to listen, relying on his experience to judge the position, speed, and trajectory of the tennis ball.

"Gotcha!"

Suddenly, Fuji opened his eyes and found the landing point of Akutsu's ball. But even so, he dared not be careless and continued to swing his racket with full concentration.

boom!

But the moment the ball and racket collided, a terrifying force erupted. Fuji felt as if he had struck a stone wall; the heavy force was transmitted through the racket, as if it would crush him.

Click.

The next moment, the racket snapped in two without warning. The tennis ball, its momentum undiminished, slammed into the wire mesh behind Fuji with a loud thud, causing the entire net to vibrate violently and make a rattling sound.

"0-15!"

The referee spoke.

Everyone looked at Akutsu with awe.

terrible!

The power this person unleashed actually suppressed Fuji to such an extent.

"It's over."

Kawamura closed his eyes with a wry smile.

He knew the match was over when he realized Akutsu was serious. But he couldn't persuade Fuji to forfeit, because if Seigaku lost again...

If they lose this match, they will be eliminated in the semifinals.

Kawamura knew very well that everyone on the team aimed for the championship. Furthermore, he had no right to make decisions for Fuji; he knew how diligently Fuji had trained over the past six months.

Especially in times like these, Fuji is even less likely to give up.

"Cough...cough cough."

As the smoke cleared, Fuji's slightly pale face was revealed. He coughed twice, then walked with slightly unsteady steps to the side of the court and took out a spare racket from his tennis bag.

Then, Fuji took out a tennis ball, bent down, and gently began to hit it.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

The tennis ball bounced up and down, the sound wasn't loud, but it felt like heavy blows hitting the hearts of everyone at Seigaku.

They were well aware of the terrifying pressure Fuji was facing at that moment. Not to mention Fuji, even those of them standing outside the arena felt an indescribable sense of oppression in the presence of Akutsu.

Bang!

But Fuji still resolutely hit the tennis ball.

"Too slow!"

Akutsu spoke coldly, his body appearing almost instantly in front of the tennis ball's landing point. He raised his racket, his gaze fixed on Fuji opposite him.

There was no madness, no tyranny, only a sense of superiority, like a hunter seizing his prey.

boom!

Akutsu smashed the tennis ball.

Fuji, not daring to be careless, rushed over and, while catching up with the tennis ball, gripped his racket with both hands to return the ball.

boom!

The tennis ball landed on the racket, and Fuji's arms jerked, using the momentum to hit the ball back. But under the immense pressure, his body was also forced backward.

"Is this all there is to it?"

Akutsu raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

Then.

He raised his hand and swung the racket.

The tennis ball exploded on Fuji's backhand side in an instant, and he had no time to react.

"0-30!"

"hiss..

Everyone was shocked.

The players from the ordinary teams looked at Akutsu with fear in their eyes. But there was one exception: Akazawa, the minister of St. Rudolf, whose eyes were filled with bitterness.

At the same time, Akazawa finally understood why Mizuki had joined Yamabuki. She had probably witnessed such terrifying power and, to avoid being crushed by it, made the wisest choice.

If it were Akazawa, having known beforehand how terrifying Yamabuki's strength was, he probably wouldn't have even entertained the slightest thought of revenge.

"This Akutsu Yamabuki is way too strong!"

Compared to the team members from other schools, the Hyotei team members had much more serious expressions.

That last shot was so powerful that, apart from Atobe, probably no one on the team could stop it. In other words, if the final were really Yamabuki versus Hyotei, no one but Atobe could stop him.

In terms of singles, Hyotei is at a huge disadvantage.

"What's the panic!"

Seeing everyone's reaction, Atobe frowned and said coldly, "Keep watching, don't let others laugh at us."

With their leader speaking up, the Hyotei players calmed down. On the court, Akutsu was unstoppable, completely dominating Fuji.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Faced with Akutsu's offensive, Fuji could only passively defend and struggle to hold on.

boom!

In the blink of an eye.

Akutsu scored the winning goal again.

"Game!"

"Yamabuki Akutsu, 5-4, switch positions!"

In less than three minutes, Akutsu caught up and even took the lead. Looking at Fuji again, he had lost his original confidence and composure; his face was serious, and his wrist, gripping the racket, was trembling uncontrollably.

"As expected of Fuji."

Looking towards Yamabuki, Sengoku remarked with admiration, "To have held on this long against Akutsu's onslaught, and even still be able to hold onto the racket, is truly remarkable."

sharp."

This was not meant to be sarcastic.

Even Mizuki, who was standing next to him, nodded and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the number of times he and Akutsu are pulling and tugging at each other is increasing."

"That's really impressive."

Shibukawa nodded and smiled, "It's obvious that he's still adapting to Akutsu's fighting style during this process. He's even using his talent to find techniques to deflect the force as much as possible."

"But it's a pity."

"Akuzu won't give him that chance."

If it were a best-of-three series, Fuji might have time to grow under Akutsu's pressure. Of course, the chances of that happening are slim.

Especially in terms of physical strength, Akutsu is far superior. The further things go, the more passive Fuji will become.

"It's time to end this."

Seeing Fuji cornered, Sengoku, Mizuki, and the others turned their gazes to the side of the court, to the cold figure bathed in the aura of blood and ink.

boom!

Akutsu delivers a violent slap.

In an instant, the tennis ball, carrying terrifying force, shot towards Fuji's location. From Fuji's perspective, however, it looked like an ancient, ferocious beast was opening its blood-red maw and falling towards him.

"I can't give up here!"

Despite knowing he could no longer turn the tide, Fuji knew he could not back down in the face of Akutsu's fierce and terrifying aura that seemed to devour him.

If he were to back down, the confidence he had painstakingly built up over the past six months would likely be completely destroyed.

"Give me..

99

With that thought in mind, Fuji opened his eyes wide and stepped forward without hesitation to face the incoming ball. He gripped his racket with both hands and smashed it fiercely at the flying tennis ball.

boom!

A loud bang.

Fuji's body trembled violently.

Click!

In an instant, the racket broke.

Fuji was also sent flying backward by the terrifying force, crashing heavily into the wire mesh with a loud bang. The tennis ball rolled off the net from his broken racket.

"The game is over."

Seeing Fuji suffer a heavy blow, the referee on the high chair forcibly suppressed his shock and announced loudly, "Akuzu Jin of Yamabuki Middle School wins, score 6-4!"

"Fuji!"

"Fuji-senpai!"

Immediately, the Seigaku members were in an uproar.

Oishi, Momoshiro, and the others rushed onto the court. Kawamura, the strongest among them, pulled Fuji down from the wire fence. Fuji coughed incessantly upon landing, his clothes were tattered, and his face was as pale as paper.

"How are you? Is anything bothering you?"

Daishi quickly asked.

"It's alright."

Fuji smiled wryly, though he felt as if he had been hit by a car and his body was about to fall apart. But it was mostly due to excessive physical exertion; he only had superficial injuries and they weren't serious.

Daishi immediately turned around: "Quick, Momoshiro, flush the glucose solution in my bag."

"Okay, okay."

Momoshiro hurriedly went to prepare, and soon returned with a mineral water bottle containing the mixed glucose solution. Fuji drank it all in one gulp, and his face immediately became rosy.

many.

"It's good that you're alright."

Kikumaru, Kawamura, and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.

"That guy..."

"

Kaidou narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Akutsu, who stood on the court with an imposing and intimidating aura. He said in a deep voice, "Was that shot... was he trying to kill someone?"

"Akuzu..."

Kawamura's expression was complicated.

He knew his opponent well; once he got serious, it was a fight to the death. Fuji's experience was actually quite good; Kawamura had even seen a street thug who provoked Akutsu and was beaten half to death.

At that time, Akutsu was only in the sixth grade of elementary school, and was only 11 years old.

In comparison, Fuji's experience was relatively good.

"Kaidou, no, don't say that."

To everyone's surprise, Fuji waved his hand, his weak face serious, and said, "This is a real combat match. The opponent didn't use any methods outside the rules. Besides..."

At this point, he glanced in Akutsu's direction and said with a wry smile, "He must have held back, otherwise my situation would have been even worse."

Oh no.

"Retract your force? How is that possible!"

Momoshiro, Kaidou, and the others looked completely bewildered.

Kawamura said incredulously, "Akuzu's personality wouldn't allow him to hold back at a time like that. Fuji, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"No, I'm sure."

Fuji shook his head. As he swung his racket at the tennis ball, he could clearly feel the menacing aura weaken slightly. He had initially thought it was his own willpower that had blocked the opponent's terrifying power.

But now it seems that Akutsu probably showed mercy.

As for the reason...

Thinking of this, Fuji turned his head and glanced in Yamabuki's direction. His gaze fell on the brown-haired boy in the crowd, whose face was full of worry.

"I think I've already guessed it."

"Feel sorry."

After a pause, Fuji forced himself to stand up, bowed to everyone, and said, "I have let everyone down and failed to win this match."

"Fuji, what are you doing?!"

"That's right, Fuji-senpai, don't say that. I also lost the doubles match with this stinky snake, so we share the responsibility."

"Yes, Fuji."

Oishi and Kikumaru quickly added, "There are winners and losers in any competition, so don't take all the blame on yourself."

"That's right."

At that moment, Tezuka also walked over, nodded to Fuji, and said, "You've done a good job. We've all seen that."

Within Seigaku, there have never been rules as strict as Hyotei's, where losing a game results in being stripped of one's starting position. Moreover, everyone clearly saw Fuji's defiant attitude in the end.

That is the courage to not give up even when you know you are no match.

"Losing is losing, it's not a big deal."

Ryuzaki appeared beside them, comforting them, "We've already secured our tickets to the Kanto Tournament. Instead of wasting time blaming ourselves, let's spend more time preparing for next month's tournament!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Seigaku's rules are relatively lenient. Moreover, this is ultimately just a competition at the junior high school level, and there are no substantial penalties for winning or losing.

"Thank you, Akutsu-senpai."

On the other side, Akutsu had just left the court when he saw Yuta walk up to him and bow deeply to him.

"Get out of my way, you eyesore."

Akutsu said unhappily and walked past Yuta.

At that moment, Sengoku walked over and patted Yuta on the shoulder: "Don't overthink it, that's just his personality."

"Yes, I know."

Yuta smiled and nodded.

He knew very well that Akutsu was fully capable of crippling Fuji with that final shot, but the opponent held back. This was largely because of him.

"This guy has definitely changed a lot."

Behind them, Shibukawa glanced at Akutsu, who had walked silently to a corner as if he didn't fit in with the others, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Akutsu originally just wanted to prove himself through tennis, training tirelessly like a relentless training machine.

But now, it has become more human.

Although the other party didn't admit it, their actions were indeed an attempt to integrate into the Yamabuki Tennis Club. This Akutsu is a different kind of person from the unruly beast in the original work.

From Shechuan's perspective, this is undoubtedly a good thing.