My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

"Honda... he actually lost..."

The Yamabuki team members were all astonished; no one could believe the result.

A beginner, Shibukawa, in his first real match, actually defeated Honda. Moreover, it was with a clear 6-3 scoreline.

"Hey, Shibukawa, did he ever play tennis before?"

A third-year student, a regular, spoke up.

"impossible."

Uesugi shook his head: "It is indeed his first competition, but his talent is quite remarkable."

It's more than just good!

Nan, Shintomi, and the others standing nearby added a thought to themselves.

From his initial clumsy movements to his fluid actions in the mid-game, and then to his complete dominance of the match, overwhelming Honda, this rate of improvement was something they had never witnessed before.

"Alright, next game."

Uesugi didn't dwell on the issue. He looked up at the other two and said, "Muromachi vs. Suzuki, don't hold back, give it your all."

"Yes."

Muromachi, wearing white-rimmed sunglasses, and another third-year student with black hair nodded emphatically.

Muromachi, in particular, became the center of attention due to Shibukawa's outstanding performance. Seeing the shocked and amazed expressions and gazes of those around him, Muromachi felt very uncomfortable.

All of these benefits used to belong to him.

"Hmph, just wait and see. I'll use this match to show them who the real genius is."

Muromachi then strode onto the court with high spirits.

On the other side, Shibukawa, who had won the match, went to a secluded corner to sit down and rest with his eyes closed. Although he had dominated his opponent in the match, he had also expended a lot of energy.

He didn't care about the praise and attention from others.

Defeating Honda, who isn't even a minor character, is nothing to be proud of. Besides, he's not even a regular member of Yamabuki yet; it would be a real joke if he became complacent about it.

But Banta couldn't help but nod in approval at Banta's eyes.

"Good, you didn't let the small victory go to your head."

He was becoming more and more satisfied with the boy.

"However, this kid is only 13 years old. Maintaining this level of training all the time might take a toll on his body, right?"

With this in mind, he had an idea.

...

evening.

Training is over.

Shibukawa was the last to leave.

"The training for regular players is indeed extraordinary. If it weren't for this week of preparation, I wouldn't have been able to make it through."

At the sink, Shechuan turned on the tap and washed his face, which relieved a lot of his fatigue.

but.

Despite being exhausted, today's gains were more than double what I usually achieve. Besides my racket swing, even my running skills have improved significantly through practice.

Give him some more time, and he's confident he can compete for even a spot on the Yamabuki main team.

"Um?"

However, just as he returned to the locker room, opened his locker, and prepared to change and leave, he couldn't help but frown.

Several new items had appeared in his cabinet.

"Who?"

"Honda? Or someone else?"

Shibukawa instinctively thought of the original story, where Echizen was bullied and bullied by Arai and others who were a year older than him because of his outstanding performance.

"Wait, this is... an energy gel?"

But when Shibukawa took out what was inside, he couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

Energy gels.

A thick, semi-gelatinous food used to replenish energy. It is generally used in physically demanding sports such as marathons and triathlons.

The one in Shibukawa's hand wasn't opened. He also found a piece of paper, which, upon closer inspection, read:

"Remember to eat plenty of nutritious food when you get back; training without eating won't work."

"This note..."

Shechuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Clearly, this was not something Honda or anyone else with malicious intent put in there.

"Is it Minami... or Minister Uesugi, or rather..."

Suddenly, a round face full of wrinkles appeared in Shibukawa's mind. If it was that person, then it would make sense.

"As for this thing."

After carefully and repeatedly checking to confirm that there were no holes or signs of tampering, Shechuan opened it and sucked it dry in one gulp.

He was so hungry.

The physical exhaustion was secondary; the hunger that spread from the depths of his heart was what tormented him most. This energy gel, however, provided much-needed relief.

At the same time, the mysterious person's reminder made Shibukawa realize that he really couldn't just train without eating. He started to consider bringing some energy gels in his backpack. In addition, he had also clearly felt that his appetite was getting bigger and bigger as the intensity of his training increased.

Do it when you think of it.

After returning home, he found the original owner's piggy bank, smashed it, took out the money inside, and bought meat and vegetables to cook a sumptuous dinner.

He finished his meal and left some for his mother, Yumi. Then he went out for his digestion training.

late at night.

When Yumi returned home and saw the dinner on the table, her heart warmed. But she soon discovered the broken pieces of her piggy bank in the trash can, and her heart ached.

"Yes, Ah-Xin is at the age where he needs to grow, and I'm really not a good mother to him..."

then.

The next day, when Shibukawa got up and made breakfast as usual, he found the money on the table. He was taken aback at first, but after realizing what it meant, he didn't hesitate and took it. He then added a note saying "thank you" before leaving.

...

Time flies.

Three days have passed since Shechuan and the others began their intensive training. Everyone can clearly feel the changes in their bodies, and they are all more motivated than ever.

in the afternoon.

After finishing his run and warming up, while others were practicing their training matches, Shibukawa repeatedly practiced his racket swings on the sidelines.

"That Shibukawa guy, he's really hardworking."

"Tch, I think he's just showing off, trying to get the coach and the minister to see his performance."

People nearby whispered among themselves.

But Shibukawa didn't take it to heart at all, because this was part of his daily training plan in addition to intensive training.

and.

His [Swing] skill level is about to reach level 6, and Shibukawa is looking forward to seeing if this upgrade will further boost his five attributes.

Swish!

Suddenly.

As Shechuan swung his racket with perfect precision and stability, the proficiency panel in front of him started to jump again.

[Complete an excellent swing]

[Swing Experience +2]

[Current racket swing level 6 (1/10000)]

Through persistent training, your arm control becomes more flexible, improving your technique by +0.1.

"Technology?"

Feeling the warmth spreading across his arm, Shibukawa nodded in satisfaction.

"Um?"

However, just when he thought it was over and was preparing to continue swinging, another line of text appeared on the proficiency panel, which was almost gone.

[With your swing level increased to lv6, your understanding of the swing has improved further, activating the advanced option.]

The information was updated the next moment.

You can choose any of the advanced paths.

[1. "Extreme Speed ​​Start" focuses on maximizing speed]

[2. "Violent Slap" focuses on enhancing ultimate power]

"This is......"

Upon seeing the new notification, Shechuan's eyes lit up.