My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

Absolute crushing power

boom!

boom!

boom!

On the court, the two players powerfully smashed tennis balls from the baseline.

The tennis ball had little spin and didn't look fancy. But its sheer power alone made the surrounding spectators' hearts pound.

"This is a clash of pure strength!"

"But... that second-year student from Hyotei actually managed to keep up with Akutsu's movements?"

Some people looked puzzled.

After all, Kabaji's initial performance wasn't particularly strong. Akutsu was able to completely restrict Kabaji with her powerful and precise shots within just a few rallies.

"Why do I feel like that Hyotei second-year student's playing style is a bit similar to Akutsu's?"

"How is that possible? Even if it's just imitating their playing style, it's impossible... Hmm, it does seem a bit similar!"

Hearing his companion's words, the others were about to retort, but when they saw that Kabaji hit the tennis ball with almost the same hitting posture as Akutsu, they swallowed back the words that were on the tip of their tongues.

"Damn it, it's the exact same fighting style!"

On Yamabuki's side, Shinto spoke with a look of utter astonishment. It was hard to imagine that Kabaji, who was tall and looked rather clumsy, could perform movements that required a high degree of flexibility, just like Akutsu.

"This can no longer be explained by simple imitation."

Nan frowned and said, "This person's playing style is practically a carbon copy of Akutsu's tennis!"

"That's right, it's simply ability replication."

Muromachi nodded emphatically, "Back then, Yuta and I encountered this guy and Atobe at a street tennis court. The two of us almost couldn't subdue him even when we worked together."

"Really?"

Kita Kazuma looked at the two of them incredulously: "Are you sure the two of you can handle this guy?!"

How strong is Akutsu? As a result, their offensive is now being gradually blocked by Kabaji.

"That's right."

Yuta nodded and said, "We were also surprised by his ability at the time. In the end, Muromachi and I took turns attacking. Since he could imitate our style of play, there must be weaknesses in our tennis style."

"A very smart move."

Mizuki smiled and nodded, then looked at the dull boy on the court who had completely blocked Akutsu's attack, and said in a deep voice, "Judging from this, the opponent really is just a simple ability clone."

"How strong is Akutsu? How strong can he replicate an ability?"

Sengoku exclaimed in astonishment, "Isn't that a bit too much?"

"It may seem exaggerated, but the world is vast and there are many incredible talents."

At this moment, Shibukawa spoke up: "This Kabaji is simple-minded, like a blank sheet of paper. That's why he can replicate his opponent's fighting style in the shortest amount of time."

"The legendary heart of a child?"

Banta, sitting in the coach's seat, opened his eyes and glanced intently in the direction of the Hyotei coach: "No wonder they arranged for him to play. This kind of ability is indeed very difficult to deal with."

"It is a bit troublesome, but it's not that bad for Akutsu."

Shechuan smiled.

In the original story, Kabaji made his debut at the Kanto Tournament, replicating Kawamura's playing style. That singles match ultimately became a simple clash of strength between the two players.

Both sides bombarded each other with wave balls.

As a result, both players' arms were ruined, and the match ended in a draw.

At the National Tournament, Kabaji's growth was even more astonishing. He even managed to completely limit Tezuka, a top-tier national player. Tezuka's Domain, Zero-Shiki Chop, and even the deeper domain of the Muga no Kyoukai were all replicated by him.

If it hadn't rained, and given Kabaji's lack of experience, Tezuka might not have escaped unscathed.

To some extent, Kabaji is also the type who becomes stronger when facing stronger opponents. In fact, his ability is even simpler and more direct than Echizen's—it's simply ability replication.

"That's interesting."

Seeing that his opponent had withstood his attack, Akutsu's face showed surprise. As for imitating his fighting style, or even keeping up with his movements at an uncanny speed, he didn't care.

"Since you can copy, let me see your limits!"

Since Akutsu returned to tennis, aside from his crushing defeat to Shibukawa, he has never felt this excited.

After all, this is a competition against oneself.

boom!

boom!

boom!

on the field.

Both sides engaged in a wide-ranging and aggressive exchange of blows.

Tap tap!

But Akutsu was faster; with a burst of speed, he left a trail of afterimages behind him. With a powerful smash, the tennis ball exploded beside Kabaji.

"Game!"

"Yamabuki Akutsu, 2-0!"

"hiss!"

Upon seeing this from the direction of Hyotei, Mukahi couldn't help but gasp.

He was very confident in his net play, especially his explosive style of play. But the explosiveness displayed by this third-year Yamabuki player gave him a sense of dread.

"Hua... can Hua Di really stop it?"

"Just keep watching and you'll find out."

Atobe spoke calmly.

In fact, even he didn't know Kabaji's limits. After all, Akutsu's performance in that morning's match, where he suppressed Fuji, was too thrilling, and even Atobe was wary of him.

Tap tap!

Tap tap!

However, as time went on, Kabaji's agility improved visibly.

"Is this even human?"

On Yamabuki's side, Minami, Higashi, and the others were completely dumbfounded.

*Sizzle*

But then Kabaji suddenly accelerated and sprinted, abruptly stopping just before the tennis ball, gliding away without moving his legs. Yet his upper body was still able to make a hitting motion.

"This...this is exactly Akutsu-senpai's fighting style!"

Tan stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

It's important to understand that Akutsu's fighting style isn't something that can be easily replicated. Especially those kinds of moves, which require a considerable level of balance to execute.

boom!

But Kabaji managed to replicate it, catching up with the tennis ball and smashing it towards Akutsu's other side.

Sizzle!

Surprisingly, Kabaji did not stop after hitting the ball, but continued to slide outwards for a distance.

"I see!"

Tan immediately realized what was happening, his eyes filled with excitement: "Kabaji-senpai's abilities are indeed terrifying, but even if he can perfectly replicate Akutsu-senpai's fighting style, his own physical attributes won't change, such as... his weight!"

"yes!"

The others also realized what was happening, and Yuta said with a smile, "Because of his weight, he has more inertia after bursting out at the same speed, so he slides a longer distance."

boom!

The words fell.

Akutsu unleashed a powerful smash, the tennis ball landing precisely on the inside of the opposite corner. While not an absolutely tricky shot, Akutsu's ball control was evident.

"game!"

"Yamabuki Akutsu, 3-0, switch positions!"

The referee spoke.

A commotion arose on the field.

Many people have recovered from their initial shock, and although they still care about Kabaji, they are not as wary as before.

"Perfectly replicate the opponent's abilities?"

A look of curiosity appeared in Fuji's eyes.

He was eager to know if his opponent could execute his quadruple counter-attack, or even mimic the state of the Eye of the Storm.

"That's interesting."

Nanjiro laughed.

Even though he had traveled the world and met many gifted geniuses, he was still the first person like Kabaji whose mind was completely blank.

This is not surprising, considering that he used to work with professional-level athletes. Later, he switched to publicity and coaching work, which involved dealing with children from wealthy families.

Those who are sent to play tennis, how innocent can they possibly be? The more they have this kind of personality, the more they need to be protected and have their minds kept from being corrupted by the outside world.

But Atobe is incredibly wealthy and has extraordinary financial power. With Kabaji by his side, he naturally doesn't need to worry about survival or studies; he only needs to listen to Atobe.

This is what gives Kabaji his unique ability to possess a childlike heart.

"Kabaji!"

As the score gap widened further, Atobe's anxiety became increasingly apparent.

Kabaji is strong enough that he won't be knocked away the moment he touches the opponent's racket. At the same time, his strong physique means he has a greater ability to withstand blows and can withstand Akutsu's attacks.

That is indeed the case.

Kabaji is gradually replicating Akutsu's abilities, mastering his opponent's fighting style, speed, and even his exaggerated balance.

The problem is... it's too slow!

So far, Akutsu has only shown the tip of the iceberg of his abilities, but the score is already 3-0. By the time Kabaji can replicate 80% of his opponent's abilities, the match will be over long ago.

At that moment, Atobe suddenly felt a surge of resentment towards the one-game rule in junior high school matches. If it were changed to best-of-three, Kabaji would definitely be able to hold out until he fully mastered Akutsu's abilities.

boom!

on the field.

Seeing Kabaji catch up to his pace again, Akutsu smiled and said, "You've caught up again? Then let's try again. I hope you can really put pressure on me."

boom!

He smashed the tennis ball.

"drink!!!"

Kabaji on the opposite side let out a low shout. The moment he touched the ball, his eyes widened on his dull face, and he unleashed a powerful force with one arm, blasting the tennis ball away as well.

The angle, speed, and destructive power were exactly the same as Akutsu's ball just now.

"Well done!"

Akutsu let out a low shout, raising his level once again. He unleashed a powerful shot, but it was beyond Kabaji's reaction time. Kabaji was a beat too slow and conceded another point.

boom!

"game!"

"Yamabuki Akutsu, 4-0!"

time flies.

The duel between the two on the court is becoming increasingly intense.

Everyone was astonished by Kabaji's abilities, as he truly broke through his limits time and time again. His rate of improvement was even easier and faster than eating or drinking!

But time waits for no one.

Akutsu has already won five innings and holds a commanding lead. No one believes Hyotei can stage a comeback.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Sweat streamed down Hua Di's forehead.

Although he had caught up with Akutsu's pace, his own strength had not reached Akutsu's level. This meant that he needed to overexert himself to gain the power to contend with Akutsu.

Kabaji's strength was rapidly waning, but Atobe's orders were deeply etched in his mind.

As the race neared its end, Kabaji's burst of power became increasingly intense. In terms of pure speed and strength, he had already surpassed the national level threshold.

Even a player of Sengoku's caliber would be wary of Kabaji at this moment.

"Drink!"

At the last moment, Kabaji, entrusted by Atobe, suddenly erupted. He roared, gripped his racket tightly with both hands, and blasted the tennis ball out with all his might.

"Oh?"

Looking at the tennis ball flying towards him, Akutsu's eyes showed a hint of surprise: "I didn't expect it to have reached this level?"

"In that case..."

His gaze turned cold, and without warning, a terrifying blood-black aura erupted from his body.

"As a reward for your hard work, I'll let you experience a different level of tennis!"

boom!

A thought crossed my mind.

Akutsu swung his racket with one hand, his momentum exploding instantly. The blood-black aura swirled around the tennis ball, then shot it out like a cannonball.

Tap tap!

Facing the encroaching trail of blood and ink, Kabaji's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He had nowhere to retreat now; to carry out Atobe's orders, he could only move forward.

tread!

Immediately, Kabaji stepped forward and swung his racket with all his might at the tennis ball.

boom!

A loud bang.

The moment the ball and racket made contact, the pupils of the Hyotei players suddenly contracted.

Without warning, Kabaji's racket broke, and his massive, bear-like body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

With a sudden, loud sound.

To everyone's astonishment, the wire mesh behind the baseline of the court had been smashed into a terrifying human-shaped dent!

"The match is over."

"Yamabuki Junior High School's Akutsu Jin wins, score 6-0!"

The referee finished speaking.

The vast stadium fell into an eerie silence.

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