My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

My Prince of Tennis Has Proficiency Chapter 130

1:30 PM.

The tennis park where the tournament is held.

The finals haven't started yet, but the losers' bracket revival round has begun. Since four teams are competing for one spot, there will be two matches.

But with the final match approaching, the number of people in the park has increased significantly. A large crowd has already gathered outside the stadium.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Inside the stadium.

Last year's quarterfinalists, Oizumi Hoshino, are playing against Fudomine, another quarterfinalist who lost in the same group.

However, the situation was different from what many people expected.

Despite having a largely unchanged roster compared to last year, Hoshino Daisen Junior High School should theoretically be a strong contender for the top four this year.

However, at this moment, when facing Fudomine, who is also in the top eight, their overall performance was quite weak.

"You're kidding, right?"

"The people from Hoshino Daiichi were completely suppressed?"

"Just who is this Immovable Peak? The strength of these people is simply too great!"

Everyone stared in disbelief.

Most of these people were supporters of Hoshino Oizumi. In their view, the match should have been a foregone conclusion.

After all, where did Fudomine come from with this kind of setup? How dare they mess with their Hoshino Oizumi team!

But now, Fudomine has shown them with absolute strength that last year's top eight were nothing but a roadside spectacle.

Bang!

"The match is over."

"The Fudomine Junior High School pair of Kyosuke Uchimura and Tatsutoku Mori win, score 6-1!"

Bang!

"The match is over."

"The Ishida Tetsuya and Sakurai Masaya duo from Fudomine Junior High School win, 6-0!"

"hiss..

Both matches ended within 15 minutes, leaving the surrounding spectators gasping in surprise.

"This...this is really just a quarterfinal team?"

The members of Xingdaquan were all sweating profusely.

Are you kidding me?! With a team like this on the roster, how dare they even dream of competing for a spot in the Kanto Tournament?!

"cut."

At this moment, a spectator who had watched the Fudomine match laughed and said, "Hojo Middle School, one of the top four last year, was also defeated by Fudomine. What's a mere Hoshino Daisen compared to that!"

"Hojo... was killed too?"

"hiss!"

"Isn't Fudomine a bit too strong?"

Immediately, everyone looked at the Fudomine team members with awe.

"Hey, Kamio."

At that moment, Ishida, who had just won the game and was leaving the court, walked to the sidelines and looked at Kamio, who was bending down to tie his shoelaces. He laughed and said, "Hurry up, you rascal, don't let us miss the Yamabuki vs. Hyotei match!"

"that is."

Sakurai also laughed and said, "That match between those two teams is sure to be exciting!"

Don't worry.

Kamio stood up, touched his nose, and said confidently, "I can take care of this kind of trash in 10 minutes!"

"Ten minutes? Does this guy even know what he's talking about?"

Upon hearing this, the representative of the Hoshino Daiichi, who was playing singles 3, turned red with anger.

His skill level is definitely among the top two in the team, second only to the captain. The reason the team coach assigned him to the singles third position is to avoid Fudomine's all-or-nothing tactic.

After all, according to the intelligence they had gathered, Fudomine had used this tactic against Yamabuki in the quarterfinals. And Fudomine was also known as the strongest dark horse in this year's tournament, so they had to be wary.

"In hindsight, the coach was right."

A glint of light flashed in Hoshino Daiichi's eyes as he played the singles game 3.

If he can withstand the opponent's offensive, this match can become the starting point for their comeback.

"They're just a team that got lucky."

"Do they really think that making it to the quarterfinals means they're qualified for the Kanto Tournament? How laughable!"

The representative stepped onto the stage with confidence.

result.

Less than 10 minutes later, as Kamio delivered the game-winning spike, the referee's voice rang out: "Match over! Kamio Akira of Fudomine Junior High wins, score 6-0!"

pat.

Hoshino Ozumi dropped his singles racket on the ground, looking utterly dejected.

"H-How could this happen..."

"

He lost so quickly that he didn't even realize he had lost.

"Hurry! Hurry! The final is about to begin!"

"Kamio, hurry up and pack your things, or there won't be any seats left!"

"Don't worry, I'll be quick."

Kamio didn't even glance at him, ran back to his seat, quickly packed up, slung his tennis bag over his shoulder, and left with the team.

Throughout the entire process, Fudomine's men didn't even glance at their opponents.

"this.

"

"Ugh!"

The captain of Hoshino Oizumi looked dejected, while the coach sighed and said with a wry smile, "We're both in the top eight, but we're not even in the same league."

With the losers' bracket revival match over.

People are increasingly aware of the prestige of Yinhua Middle School's top four finishes.

After all, sometimes luck is indeed a part of ability!

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The center court of the tennis park.

Even before the match started, the venue was already packed with people who had come to watch. If you looked closely, you could even spot players from teams like Seigaku and St. Rudolph.

"Hello, Ryoma-kun."

Dressed in a smart outfit, Shiba squeezed near the Seigaku group and greeted them with a smile: "Good afternoon, everyone from Seigaku!"

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"Good afternoon, Ms. Zhi."

The students from Seigaku nodded in greeting.

"Hey, old lady, what's going on? This year's Seigaku team seems a bit weak."

At that moment, a drawn-out, irritating voice rang out.

Everyone turned to look and saw a middle-aged man in a black monk's robe, looking unkempt, walking towards them. It was none other than Echizen Nanjiro.

Ryuzaki, seeing the newcomer, said with a look of disgust, "Why are you only arriving now?"

"Who is this?"

The Seigaku students all looked over curiously, and Kikumaru asked in a low voice.

"Him?"

Momoshiro also lowered his voice: "He is Echizen's father."

"Ryoma-kun's...father?"

"Wait, isn't that the legendary one?"

"That's him!"

brush!

Instantly.

Everyone turned to look at Nanjiro, even Tezuka turned to look. However, upon seeing the other's unkempt appearance, even Tezuka subconsciously frowned.

"This person...is he really Echizen's father?"

The person in front of you, if you didn't know better, you'd think he was some wild monk who had wandered out of nowhere.

"Absolutely true!"

Momoshiro said firmly.

"Eiji, don't judge a book by its cover."

Fuji, who was standing next to him, shook his head.

At first glance, Nanjiro's attire was indeed not flattering. But Fuji saw in the other's calm and deep eyes a gaze that seemed to penetrate everything.

Especially after experiencing devastating defeats, his mental fortitude was tempered far beyond what he had been before. In his eyes, Nanjiro's image was more like that of a reclusive master.

"cut."

Compared to the discussions of the crowd, Echizen simply pursed his lips, lowered his hat brim somewhat awkwardly, and gave a reaction that seemed to say, "I don't know this person."

"That kid!"

Nanjiro noticed his reaction and raised an eyebrow. Then, he leaned closer and whispered in the other's ear, "Hey, young man, congratulations on finally crossing the threshold of tennis."

Ok?

Upon hearing this, Echizen's expression changed slightly.

Then, he thought of his breakthroughs during the match. But he couldn't recall any of those physically demanding playing styles or how he withstood the pressure from Sengoku and fought harder and harder.

Echizen knew mostly from the trio's embellished descriptions, especially Horio's.

But Echizen didn't want to experience that situation of being unable to control the game a second time. He then turned to his father, his gaze sharp: "What exactly is that?"

"It's just a state that stimulates the body's potential."

Nanjiro chuckled and said, "However, at the initial beginner level, the consciousness has absolutely no control over the body. They are completely dazed and confused, and can't even hear what's being said outside."

"You knew all along!"

Echizen clenched his fist.

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Nanjiro laughed and said, "Don't you want to know what the deeper level, or even the legendary 'Seamless' state, really is?"

Swish!

Upon hearing this, not only Echizen, but also all the members of Seigaku around him, including Tezuka, turned their attention to Nanjiro.

Although they didn't know what the so-called "perfect" was, the speaker's identity meant that this ability was definitely not simple.

"really."

Seeing Echizen's reaction, Nanjiro couldn't help but laugh and say, "You're still a long way off, kid!"

"Just watch."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the players of the two teams entering the court: "This match may show you a different side of tennis."

Nanjiro didn't know Shibukawa's strength, but he sensed an aura from him that was only found in top U17 players from places like the United States and Spain.

Although this feeling might seem exaggerated considering the other person's age, Nanjiro trusted his intuition. That boy named Shibukawa Shin was probably more capable than anyone imagined!

"Next, the final match of this Tokyo Metropolitan Tournament will begin: Hyotei Academy vs. Yamabuki Middle School."

"Please invite both players to enter the arena."

The words fell.

Two teams, one in gray and one in green, led by their respective ministers, stepped forward to the net.

"Nice to meet you!"

Both teams bowed to their opponents.

This is pre-match etiquette, and even the proud Hyotei team wouldn't dare to be impolite. Of course, having witnessed Yamabuki and Seigaku's singles match 2...

After the match, the arrogance of the Hyotei team had long been shattered.

However, those with quirky personalities like Shishido and Mukahi still slightly raised their eyes to observe their opponents' reactions.

"Is this Yamabuki's rival?"

Xiang Ri frowned slightly. For some reason, he had a strange feeling.

After both sides left the court, Mukahi was about to express his thoughts when Takiginosuke, standing next to him, said with a serious expression, "Coach, Atobe, the other side has made a substitution."

"Um."

Atobe nodded.

He has a good memory. After the match between Yamabuki and Seigaku in the morning, the teams weren't using their current lineups when they said their final goodbyes.

In other words, the opposing team changed their lineup again for the finals. Furthermore, they added two people he knew to the list.

But if Atobe remembers correctly, those two weren't regulars.

"so.

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Atobe narrowed his eyes, a hint of danger flashing in those slits: "Not only have they changed their personnel, but they're not even using their strongest lineup?"

"We can't make such a hasty judgment."

The man next to him, Shinobu, shook his head and said, "In the morning's match, Sengoku played against that Echizen guy, and he was quite exhausted. The opponent might have put him in the doubles."

"and."

He paused, then continued, "The opposing player might also be experiencing physical problems. But regardless, with Yamabuki making this substitution, our chances of winning are much greater."

"Um."

Atobe nodded.

That's the logic, but he still felt uneasy. They used their strongest lineup against Seigaku, but against Hyotei, they used weaker opponents. Even if they won, a thorn would remain in his heart.

"Don't be influenced by these illusions."

Wearing a reddish-brown coat and with his blond hair neatly combed, Sakaki Taro waved his hand and said calmly, "We just need to do our own thing."

"Yes."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Next, the doubles match 2 will begin."

"Yūshi Oshitari and Gakuto Mukahi from Hyotei Academy, Yūta Fuji and Jūji Muromachi from Yamabuki Middle School."

"Both teams, please get ready."

The words fell.

Atobe looked up and saw two familiar figures walking to the side of the court; it was Yuta and Muromachi.

"Don't be careless."

Recalling the situation at the street tennis courts after the regional qualifiers, Atobe said in a deep voice, "These two people are not that simple."

"Um."

Shinobu nodded.

Mukahi confidently stated, "If it were any other two national-level doubles teams, I might be a little wary. But these two second-year students... Hmph, don't worry, Atobe, I'll show them what Hyotei is all about."

"what ever."

Atobe waved his hand, signaling the two to come on stage.

He knew Xiang Ri's personality; saying anything now would be useless. He would only realize what was happening after suffering in the competition.

However, Atobe wasn't worried. His partner was Oshitari, and their teamwork was virtually unmatched nationwide.

As long as they don't encounter monsters like those from Rikkai University, or combinations like Minami and Touhou from Yamabuki, the two of them can completely dominate the doubles arena.

"Let's go, Yuta."

On the other side, Muromachi casually patted his partner on the shoulder: "Let these guys know how powerful we are."

"Um."

Yuta smiled and nodded.

At that moment, he seemed to sense something and looked up at the group of boys in blue and white jackets outside the court. His gaze finally settled on a handsome brown-haired boy.

Yuta nodded slightly to the other person, and then walked into the court with Muromachi.

In front of the net.

The four observed each other's opponents.

Once on the court, both Muromachi and Mukahi became much more restrained. Neither side provoked the other; after agreeing on the serving order, they took their positions.

"The match begins, one game to decide the winner."

After assessing the condition of both players, the referee on the high chair announced loudly, "Yamabuki Muromachi serves, game one!"