My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

棋差一招

"That person has finally made their move."

Seeing Shinobu's counterattack, Shibukawa nodded to himself.

Although the opponent is playing in doubles, their singles ability is in no way inferior to any of the Hyotei regulars except for Atobe.

His tennis skills are among the best in the Kanto region.

Now that Hyotei is in dire straits in Doubles 2, Oshitari has finally pulled out his trump card.

The giant bear's counterattack is most effective at countering a smash.

Especially in the hands of highly skilled ninja, the effect far exceeded expectations.

Snapped!

As the match continued, Oshitari once again lobbed the tennis ball into the air. This blatant provocation made Muromachi hesitate.

"Go ahead and fight, leave the bottom line to me."

Yuta spoke, and Muromachi, without hesitation, jumped up and delivered a powerful dunk.

Snapped!

But Oshitari was prepared and calmly returned the ball. Furthermore, the trajectory was deliberately controlled to deviate from Yuta's position, falling straight down from the corner of the field.

Tap tap!

Left with no other choice, Yuta sped up and rushed over. He returned the tennis ball before it hit the ground.

But Shinobu had anticipated this, and he keenly seized the opportunity presented by the two players' separated positions. He then delivered a through ball that landed perfectly on the weak point between them.

"Divide it evenly (40-40)!"

The referee spoke.

The members of Yamabuki's team immediately looked at Oshitari with wariness.

"This person is not simple!"

Mizuki said in a deep voice, "Yuta has tried his best to avoid any openings at the connection with Muromachi, but he still found a weakness in their formation."

"This Kansai wolf is finally getting serious."

Sengoku said in a deep voice, "His status at Hyotei is not low, and in terms of strength, he should be the second strongest member of Hyotei, second only to Atobe."

"Then it's not surprising."

Guan Yue nodded.

"so."

He paused, then squinted and said, "Hyote placed him in doubles #1 to ensure they win at least one doubles match. Otherwise, given his skill level, he would definitely be in singles, or at the very least, singles #2."

However, Yamabuki's singles are too dominant; even the weakest player, Sengoku, is a national-level player. In doubles, the Minami and Touhou "Potato Army" combination is also difficult to challenge.

After looking at it from all angles, only doubles 2 has a chance.

"If that's really the case..."

Tan, who was wearing a green headband, stroked his chin thoughtfully, then said in a deep voice, "Hyotei must have other advantages in singles!"

"Um."

Mizuki nodded: "Indeed, otherwise it's impossible to explain why they would have placed Shinobu in doubles 2."

Who cares?

Sengoku waved his hand dismissively and said with a smile, "Compared to that, I'd rather see how Yuta and Muromachi handle the current situation."

Snapped!

The duel continues.

Shinobu lifted the tennis ball high again.

"here we go again!"

"This guy is really fearless!"

"Isn't this normal? If I also mastered this skill that counters spikes, I'd be even more arrogant than him!"

The surrounding audience was buzzing with discussion.

"No matter how much Oshitari provokes us, can't we just avoid using spikes on those two Yamabuki guys?"

The person next to him seemed to have heard something funny and shook his head: "Why do you think Shinobu lobs the ball? It's to buy time. If the opponent doesn't smash, the pace of the game will definitely slow down."

Slowing down the pace?

The man paused for a moment, then reacted, his gaze falling on Mukahi behind Oshitari. The latter was resting with his eyes closed, while Oshitari's actions were clearly buying time for his opponent!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

on the field.

Oshitari's lob made Yuta and Muromachi hesitant to smash, but they couldn't solve the problem at hand.

"No, dragging this out will only make things worse for us."

Yuta made a decision. After Shinobu hit a high ball again, he jumped up, raised his racket, and smashed it with force.

boom!

A loud bang rang out, and the tennis ball crashed down like a cannonball.

But this level of smash posed no threat to Oshitari. He easily received the smash and then swung his racket to hit the ball far away in Muromachi.

The latter rushed over, but Shinobu still found an opening and hit the ball to his backhand, giving him a break point.

"Again!"

Yuta was not discouraged, but instead looked at Shinobu, his fighting spirit undisguised.

"This kid is quite interesting."

Shinobu smiled.

However, he had absolute confidence in his skills. Although the second-year students on the other side were quite good, they were clearly not good enough to break through his skills.

really.

In their duels, Shinobu repeatedly emerged victorious.

He leveled the score, and Hyotei won the set 3-4. Although they were still behind in points, people favored Hyotei. Shinobu's giant bear counterattack was like an impenetrable wall, perfectly blocking Yamabuki's offensive.

"It looks terrible."

Shishido from Hyotei's side curled his lip, looking disdainful: "In the end, they actually had to use a counter-attacking strategy to suppress these two second-year students."

"That's not how you say it."

Taki shook his head and said, "This year's Yamabuki team is very strong. We can't give up on any match as long as we have the chance. Besides, Oshitari and the others didn't use any underhanded methods, so it doesn't matter if they play dirty."

boom!

boom!

boom!

Facing the impenetrable wall before him, Yuta continued to smash, his gaze so unwavering it was moving.

"This kid's smashes are getting stronger and stronger."

Renji frowned slightly.

Although he was very confident in his abilities, he was somewhat surprised by the speed at which his opponent had improved. If it weren't for the fact that Mukahi was so physically exhausted, Shinobu wouldn't have continued to hit high balls for his opponent to practice smashing.

Although the possibility was very low, he still knew the principle that what is held for too long will eventually be lost.

Bang!

"game!"

"Hyotei, 4-4!"

Soon, Shinobu won another set.

Now it was Yamabuki's turn to get restless, with some even suggesting that Yuta should give up his spike. But Mizuki, Sengoku, and the others saw things clearly; giving up the spike was nothing short of a slow death.

Once Mukahi recovers, Yamabuki will have no chance of winning.

After all, the two-on-one encirclement tactic is a double-edged sword. While it can quickly deplete the opponent's energy, it also consumes a significant amount of energy on one's own side.

After a prolonged stalemate, Yamabuki's situation is even more dire than the Hyotei relay team's. If this drags on, Yuta and Muromachi will soon run out of stamina.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Yuta's gaze remained unwavering as he continued to smash the ball.

He kept trying to find his rhythm, and he kept recalling how Shibukawa had countered Fuji's Giant Bear Counterattack.

Swish!

Suddenly.

He jumped again, and as his gaze swept across the group, it coincidentally passed right by the Seigaku members. It was only for a moment, but Yuuta caught a glimpse of Fuji's expression.

There was no blame.

There was no worry.

Instead, it was a gentle smile, like the encouraging one that always waited patiently beside him when he encountered difficulties as a child.

"Brother Zhouzhu..."

'

His brother's gaze gave Yuta immense encouragement. He raised his racket, as if he had inexhaustible strength in his chest, and after aiming at a certain point, he smashed the racket down with all his might.

boom!

With a loud bang, the tennis ball crashed down like a cannonball.

"it's useless!"

From Hyotei's direction, Shishido sneered, "Shinobu's ultimate move isn't something a second-year student can break."

Not to mention Yuuta, even within Hyotei, only Atobe managed to break through Oshitari's Giant Bear Counterattack. Therefore, within Hyotei...

To everyone else, although the defensive counter-attacking tennis was a bit ugly, Shinobu's impenetrable defense was simply unbreakable.

Renji didn't speak, but his confident and composed turn away spoke volumes about his composure at that moment.

Snapped!

however.

He didn't expect that Yuta's smash wouldn't land properly, but instead hit the white rope of the net.

"Touching a tennis ball?"

The Hyotei members were taken aback.

Shinobu's movement also froze at the stage of spreading his arms.

*Pat-a-tat*...

The tennis ball rolled gently away, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

"15-0!"

"It's a success!"

Muromachi, standing at the bottom line, clenched his fist in excitement.

"call."

Yuta, who had landed, also let out a long sigh of relief.

He did it. Although it was difficult to replicate Shibukawa's approach in the main draw, he still managed to hit the tennis ball accurately on the net after continuous trial and error.

In an instant, an invisible sound, as if something had collapsed, came from behind, and Hyotei's impenetrable defenses were completely shattered.

"This flick..."

'

Shinobu's expression was rather unpleasant.

He wanted to drag the game out for another game. If Hyotei could win five games, they could extend the match and give Mukahi more time.

Unexpectedly, his opponent broke through his skills so quickly.

While Oshitari is strong, his opponents are no pushovers when facing two opponents. According to Shitobe, even a monster like Kabaji, with terrifying physical abilities, was worn down by those two.

But there was no other way; Hyotei's situation was far from optimistic. Shinobu had no choice but to grit his teeth and fight them two-on-one, and the scales of victory quickly tipped in Yamabuki's favor.

Bang!

boom!

Bang!

boom!

After a three-minute tug-of-war, Yuta leaped into the air and delivered another smash to Ren. Shinobu, not daring to turn his back, quickly returned the ball after it hit the net.

Snapped!

But Muromachi suddenly launched a surprise attack, aiming at the baseline on Hyotei's side.

"Game!"

"Yamabuki, 5-4!"

"call..

'

Having successfully launched a sneak attack, Muromachi let out a breath, a smug expression on his face. Yuta also clenched his fist heavily, signifying that they were one step closer to victory.

Then, the two pressed their advantage, preparing to crush Oshitari with a single blow. The latter resisted fiercely, but both Yuta and Muromachi were masters of offensive tactics.

The two sides had excellent teamwork, and their combined power was something even Shinobu could hardly withstand.

Bang!

Yuta smashed the ball into the side, and Shinobu's body stiffened. He didn't dare to use the Giant Bear to retaliate, but was hit by a wild move from his opponent, and immediately smiled bitterly.

"0-40!"

This smash secured the victory for Yamabuki.

The temperature dropped further in the direction of Hyotei. A dark mass of figures dressed in gray coats appeared, but no one spoke, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Soon, the battle for the last ball began.

Shinobu was going all out, stubbornly refusing to give up. He ran back and forth on both sides of the court, looking incredibly disheveled. But he gritted his teeth, and even after diving to return the tennis ball, he managed to get back up and continue the match.

"Is this guy a monster?"

Seeing Shinobu covered in sweat and looking utterly disheveled, the Yamabuki group felt a mixture of relief and fear.

Yuta and Muromachi, on the other hand, were poorly drawn.

The opposing team was on the verge of collapse, yet they managed to hold on and fight back. Conversely, the two players were hampered by this ball, slowing down their rhythm and subtly giving away their chances.

"One can paint a masterpiece in one go, but the effort will wane in the second and be exhausted in the third."

Outside the court, Shibukawa narrowed his eyes: "Once these two's offensive momentum stops, it will be difficult to bring up this issue again. On the other hand, as long as Hyotei overcomes the current difficulties, the situation can gradually turn around."

Swish!

Just then.

Yuta leaped into the air, raising his racket high, preparing to smash again. Shinobu's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively stepped back to intercept.

Snapped.

Unexpectedly, Yuta simply tapped the racket lightly, hitting a short ball that wasn't particularly beautiful, but was a game-winning shot for Hyotei.

"Finally...it's over..."

'

Shinobu closed his eyes. Although he was unwilling, ending it here made him feel relieved.

Tap tap!

But just then, a figure darted past him like lightning. To some, the running figure even left a trail of afterimages.

It was none other than Xiang Ri, who had fully recharged and was back in top form.

Bang!

Mukahi leaped forward, swung his racket, and the tennis ball shot out like a bullet. Net play was his forte, and with Yuta and Muromachi's stamina severely depleted, Muromachi, standing at the baseline, simply couldn't stop the ball.

"15-40!"

"Whoa whoa whoa!!!"

In an instant.

The entire Hyotei support group erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

Oshitari succeeded.

Hibiki is back in top form, while Yamabuki is struggling with fatigue. With one side gaining and the other losing, the balance of the race has shifted once again.

Subsequently, they launched a fierce attack on the Japanese, breaching the already precarious defenses of the Yamabuki.

Once the score was tied at 5-5, even the slowest person would know that the game was over.

brush!

The last ball.

Xiang Ri leaped into the air, and to the astonishment of the onlookers, he spun in mid-air and plunged headfirst into Ren's head.

In this situation, he gained an unprecedentedly broad view, clearly seeing his opponent's positioning and weaknesses.

It's the ultimate move from the sun, an advanced version of the dance-style shot—Moon Return!

Bang!

Encounter the end.

Xiang Ri shoves a ball into the net.

The tennis ball weaved between the exhausted Yuta and Muromachi.

"The match is over."

"The Hyotei Academy duo of Yuushi Oshitari and Gakuto Mukahi win, score 7-5!"

"We won!!!"

In a short time.

The 200 members of Hyotei cheered in unison.

The vast stadium instantly seemed to transform into their home ground, giving the onlookers an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Is this the true strength of Hyotei?"

The members of the St. Rudolph, Ginka, and Hoshino Shin looked at the Hyotei team with apprehension.

The group of arrogant youngsters before them was the team that had dominated the Tokyo Metropolitan Tournament for nearly 10 years. At this moment, they didn't even have the slightest thought of challenging them.

"Finally, I've been appointed."

On the other hand, on Hyotei's side, Taki Oginosuke wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The others didn't look too good either, after all, their victory in the first round wasn't exactly impressive.

More importantly, the two opponents on the other side are not even regular members of Yamabuki; they were simply sent up for training.

Even so, Hyotei still won with great difficulty.

Considering the remaining doubles and singles lineups of Yamabuki, Hyotei's starters have even less reason to smile.

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