My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

After upgrading my skills, I unexpectedly gained something new?

Shechuan was pleasantly surprised.

He then began to think about how to make a choice.

Speed ​​or power?

He analyzed the situation carefully and guessed that these two abilities only affected the swing of the racket. Given his current condition, increasing speed was clearly more worthwhile than increasing power.

Moreover, increasing his swing speed can, to some extent, accelerate his practice efficiency.

Immediately, Shechuan made his choice, focusing his thoughts on the "Rapid Start" option.

Activate the "Rapid Start" feature

[Rapid Backswing Lv1: Passive trait, increases swing speed by 10%]

"A passive skill, huh? It's pretty good."

Shechuan was quite satisfied.

Don't underestimate a 10% increase in backswing speed; it's just because his current skill level isn't high enough. Once his skill level improves to a certain point, like Sanada mastering the "Swift as the Wind" technique, a 10% increase in backswing speed becomes quite formidable.

and.

He could see clearly that this characteristic was accompanied by a level 1 indicator, meaning it could be upgraded. However, he didn't yet know how to upgrade this type of skill.

"Speaking of which..."

After a pause, Shibukawa's mind raced, and a possibility occurred to him: "After upgrading skills, can they all awaken corresponding special characteristics?"

If that's the case, it means that his current skills of [Running], [Push-ups], and [Sit-ups] will also awaken their special abilities once they reach the corresponding levels.

By then, his strength will undoubtedly have been significantly enhanced.

Immediately.

Shibukawa began to swing his racket, trying to use the same amount of force as before. Sure enough, the speed of his backswing increased significantly.

He was very excited: "If I had grasped this characteristic during the match against Honda a few days ago, beating them 6-0 would not have been a problem."

Simultaneously.

Shechuan is also thinking about what kind of tennis path he should take in the future.

The upper limit of pure speed is not high, at least in the original work. The fastest in U17 is Gachifuku, but later he is just a roadside car.

The truly influential forces lie in three areas: strength, technology, and mental fortitude.

In terms of power, both Oni and Watanabe exude a strong sense of oppression, but their potential is clearly limited. Only technique and mental strength truly define the top-tier style.

of course.

Ideally, one should develop comprehensively in all five dimensions, becoming the ultimate all-rounder. But as the saying goes, you can only cook as much rice as you can cook in a big pot, and you can only do as much work as you are capable of.

For Shechuan, the immediate priority is clearly speed. Other capabilities can be developed later when opportunities arise.

Having made up his mind, Shechuan continued practicing his swing.

Not long after, he shook his sore arms and finished his racket-swinging practice. On the other side, Captain Uesugi shouted, calling all the team members who were undergoing intensive training to assemble.

"You've all done a good job these past few days."

Looking at the ten people in front of him, Uesugi nodded and then continued, "However, this level is enough to put up a fight in ordinary practice matches, but it won't be enough in the main tournament."

"so......"

He paused, his tone becoming serious: "What follows is your advanced training in the truest sense."

Upon hearing this...

Everyone's gaze turned serious.

Uesugi was a strict man who had the final say in the team, and his personal image was extremely authoritative. Since he had said so, no one dared to be negligent.

really.

Then they saw a handsome, orange-haired boy walking towards them with a smile.

"Sengoku?"

"How could it be him?"

"Wait a minute, this intensive training... it doesn't mean they'll fight Sengoku, does it?"

"hiss!"

Not far away, the others besides the ten selection team members gasped as they spoke.

Who is Sengoku?

The top two players in the Yamabuki Tennis Club.

Even the club captain, Kenichi Uesugi, wouldn't dare say he could beat him 100%. After all, in their last match, Uesugi only narrowly won 7-6.

Six months have passed since that school selection competition. If the two were to face off again, Uesugi might not be the final winner.

Good afternoon, everyone.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Sengoku waved and greeted them with a smile.

"You might be wondering if the advanced training involves fighting me. Haha, how could that be? I'm a regular player, and I'm really good."

As he spoke, he grinned, his white teeth gleaming in the sunlight. This added a touch of liveliness to the otherwise serious atmosphere.

Upon hearing this, the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Let alone Sengoku, even the second-year regulars like Shinto Mikoto and Higashi, who are better at doubles, couldn't beat them.

In this situation, having Sengoku as a practice subject would be a complete waste of time.

"Don't worry, the practice isn't that difficult."

Seeing everyone's reaction, Sengoku chuckled and spoke. But then, a playful expression appeared on his face: "I was just letting you try and see if you could shoot my Tiger Cannon back."

Swish!

Upon hearing this...

Everyone's expression changed instantly.

"Tiger Cannon? Are you kidding me?!"

Honda, defeated by Shibukawa, was so angry he laughed.

Dealing with a thousand-stone tiger cannon? What's the difference between that and a head-on confrontation?

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Sengoku waved his hand and explained, "Since it's training, I certainly won't fire a real tiger cannon."

"But that's also..."

"Um?"

The others wanted to say something, but Minister Uesugi had already frowned and looked over with an unfriendly expression.

The group all lowered their heads.

Seeing this, Uesugi said, "The advanced training assessment is about to begin. There is only one requirement: to return Sengoku's Tiger Cannon serve."

Everyone comes in order of the list. First up, Ryuichi Honda.

"Ugh."

Honda, who had been called out, sighed and stepped forward with a dejected look. The others, however, wisely retreated to the back.

"Watch out, Honda-senpai."

Sengoku, sitting opposite, took a tennis ball out of his pocket, tapped it twice, and then tossed it high into the air.

call!

Then.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Sengoku stomped his feet hard on the ground and leaped high into the air, at least 50 centimeters off the ground.

"That kind of takeoff height?"

Everyone was shocked.

But Sengoku's eyes were fixed on the tennis ball in mid-air, and he quickly smashed the ball down with his racket.

Is it coming?

Honda across from them had a serious expression on his face.

As a member of the Yamabuki team, he was well aware of the speed and power of Sengoku's serve. However, judging from Sengoku's matches against other teams this year, this move was not unbreakable.

If Honda remembers correctly, during the semi-finals of the tournament, Sengoku's Tiger Cannon was easily defeated by Tezuka from Seigaku.

"Therefore, the Tiger Cannon is not without a way to fight back."

Honda took a deep breath, his gaze hardening: "If that second-year student from Seigaku can do it, I can definitely do it too. Besides, this isn't Sengoku's all-out Tiger Cannon. As long as I can see the trajectory, I'm sure I can..."

Boom!

But the next moment.

A dull thud rang out, and a blinding pale yellow light exploded in front of Honda.

He instinctively wanted to swing his racket to return the hit, but found his body stiff as if frozen.

"I...I can't move?!"

Whoosh!

The tennis ball hurtled past.

Honda remained in a ready position, a bead of cold sweat sliding down his forehead.