My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

The referee finished speaking.

Two figures entered the court from either side.

"Shechuan..."

Looking at the somewhat unfamiliar classmate, a complex emotion flashed in Nan's eyes. How could this person, who had seemed so insignificant, have come to this point?

Although Minami was very confident in his abilities, he remembered clearly that in yesterday's match, his opponent had defeated Muromachi by a huge margin of 6-0.

In some ways, his opponent is already at the same level as him. The only difference might be their experience in matches.

"Nan, nice to meet you."

Shechuan greeted him politely.

He didn't have any ill feelings towards Yamabuki, the club captain who didn't have a very strong presence in the original work. Although the two were classmates, they didn't have much interaction other than being in the same tennis club.

For Shibuchi, the opponent before him was merely a test of his current strength.

Although his five-dimensional stats are currently only 10 points, Nan's stats in the U17 stage a year from now will only be 14 points. His opponent's current five-dimensional stats are at most comparable to his.

Therefore, Shechuan was very confident in this match.

Without much communication, the two players retreated to the vicinity of the baseline after deciding who would serve first.

"The match is decided in one set."

The second-year player, acting as referee from his high chair, announced loudly, "South serves, game over!"

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

immediately.

Then, Nan bent down at the baseline and gently tapped the tennis ball, while looking up to carefully observe his opponent's condition.

Unlike Muromachi, Kentaro Minami is calm and composed, and he won't take risks unless he's absolutely certain. Although he had been observing his opponents' training and matches during this time, when he actually entered the game, his steady playing style led him to choose a more cautious, probing approach.

Bang!

Then, Nan hit the tennis ball.

He didn't go to the net or press forward, but instead stayed near the baseline, waiting for his opponent's response.

Seeing this, Shibukawa did not choose to attack. His opponent's probing idea suited him perfectly; he also wanted to understand his opponent's fighting style more clearly.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Then.

The audience watched as the two players occupied their respective baseline positions, engaging in a back-and-forth, back-and-forth battle. The overall style was steady, even somewhat uninteresting.

The regulars, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy watching it.

"Shibukawa is not bad, he actually kept up with Kentaro's movements."

"Both sides are testing each other, and Kentaro hasn't used his full strength yet. This situation will probably continue for some time."

The group whispered among themselves.

As expected, the two players maintained a consistent rhythm throughout the game. While both sides scored points, overall, South, who had the serve, held the advantage.

After a few minutes of back-and-forth play, Nan held her serve with a high-quality baseline smash.

"Game!"

"South, 1-0, switch positions!"

After announcing the score, the second-year referee on the high chair subconsciously wiped his forehead; his hands were covered in sweat.

Ultimately, this level of competition was beyond his reach. If he hadn't been in a superior position, he might not have been able to keep up with their movements.

soon.

The second game begins.

Unlike the previous matches, Shibukawa did not launch an attack easily. He played steadily, familiarizing himself with his opponent's style while also honing his skills.

Similarly, he held his serve, bringing the score to 1-1.

"This kid's got some skills!"

Seeing Shibukawa score, some of the regulars became restless. They could console themselves when the opponent defeated Muromachi by saying that the latter wasn't a regular, but now, even the vice-captain Minami had lost a set.

At this moment, someone couldn't help but ask, "Could it be... that he's already at the same level as Nan?"

This statement came out.

Many people's expressions immediately changed.

"How long has he been training?"

"That's right, if I remember correctly, it's been less than two months since the national tournament started, right?"

"hiss!"

You wouldn't believe it until you calculate it; the speed of progress in Sichuan is just too exaggerated!

"I underestimated him."

Uesugi gave Shibukawa a deep look.

He had initially thought he had overestimated the man, but now it seemed his talent was even greater than he had imagined. He was probably comparable to a thousand koku in talent.

"Are you no longer going to hide your strength?"

Bantian smiled.

He had been observing Shibukawa closely, and he had noticed her progress. In his opinion, if Nan didn't show her true abilities, this match might really turn into an upset.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

on the field.

The two pulled and tugged at each other repeatedly.

The score was widened and then tied again.

Kentaro Minami, skilled in coded tactics, plays a steady and methodical style, giving his opponents no openings. However, this also means he excels in defense but lacks offensive prowess, making it difficult for him to break through the defense of Shibukawa, who also plays with remarkable composure.

...

In the blink of an eye.

The score is now 3-2, with South Korea in the lead.

"That's about it."

Sensing his own condition and glancing at the time—20 minutes had passed—Kentaro Minami's gaze suddenly sharpened: "Now's the time to widen the score gap and completely crush him!"

In a closely contested match, the timing of when the score difference widens is crucial. If it's too early, it can create a sense of crisis for the opponent, causing them to fight back relentlessly.

If the game goes too late, it can easily turn into a real battle of attrition. Once it drags on to a tiebreaker, the situation can completely spiral out of control.

and so.

In general, the best time to widen the score gap in this type of game is when it's 3-2 or 4-3. A sudden surge in the score gap can not only catch the opponent off guard, but also put psychological pressure on them in terms of the score.

Swish!

immediately.

Then Nan spread his legs apart, leaned forward, and lowered his center of gravity. He seemed like a different person, staring sharply at his opponent.

"Kentaro is serious!"

The elected members all perked up.

In their view, as long as Kentaro Minami performs at his usual competitive level, Shibukawa will be no match for him.

however.

Once the actual match began, they all frowned deeply.

"How could that be?"

"Kentaro's attack was actually blocked?"

"How come Shibukawa seemed to know his playing style in advance, defending all those shots back?!"

"Wait, could this guy be...?"

The group exchanged glances, and a thought simultaneously crossed their minds.

Data tennis!

That Shibukawa clearly understood the South's playing style and even knew his subtle habits, thus predicting his attack in advance.

"This guy's defense is... amazing!"

On the court, Kentaro Minami became increasingly nervous as the game progressed.

Not only was his attack completely blocked, but Shibukawa was also able to devise counterattacks based on his shots, and every subsequent ball hit him in a very uncomfortable position.

However, Nan's defense was also very strong, making it difficult for Shibukawa to break through and score.

therefore.

This match became a contest of experience and willpower between the two. Whoever could remain calm and not reveal any weaknesses would win in the end.

For Nan, he's currently leading, so losing this game won't have a significant impact. On the other hand, his opponent, under pressure to win this game, will inevitably reveal a weakness sooner or later.

That was his chance!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

just.

The ensuing back-and-forth battle caused Nan to frown slightly: "What's going on? He's been hitting backspin balls ever since just now."

Nan was alerted by his opponent's actions. He then countered with a topspin shot, once again testing his patience with his opponent.

Snapped!

Can be sudden.

The ball that Shechuan hit hit the white rope above the blocking net, and bounced up slightly with a snap.

"Touching a tennis ball?"

The crowd outside the venue stared wide-eyed.

Nan, positioned at the baseline, was startled and instantly realized, "He's been hitting backspin shots just to create a net touch? But I won't give up so easily!"

Shocked, he immediately sped up and sprinted towards the net. To everyone's astonishment, he actually caught up with the tennis ball before it hit the ground a second time.

With a snap.

Kentaro Minami lobbed the tennis ball back.

"Wow, the situation has turned around again!"

"Yes, Kentaro successfully reached the net and is standing in that position; he's guaranteed to win this point!"

"It's not just this one point; Shibukawa tried his best but couldn't win this ball, and instead, Kentaro managed to counterattack and score. That kid is definitely going to be discouraged... Hmm?!"

however.

Before the man could finish speaking, he suddenly widened his eyes as if he had seen something astonishing.

Suddenly, a figure appeared above the court, leaping high into the air and leaning forward to smash the ball.

"Wait, what he did..."

Meanwhile, Sengoku, standing outside the arena, seemed to have seen something, a strong look of astonishment flashing in his eyes.