My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

"The match begins, one set to decide the winner. Yamabuki Shibukawa serves, game over!"

The referee, seated high on his chair, spoke in a loud voice.

immediately.

All eyes then turned to Shechuan.

The latter calmly took out a tennis ball, bent down, and gently tapped it twice. At the same time, his gaze fell on the middle-parted boy opposite him.

Nine ghosts are noble as one.

In the original Prince of Tennis, he served as a stepping stone to highlight Fudomine's strength.

Originally ambitious and determined to defeat Tezuka in the regional preliminaries final, he was instantly defeated by Fudomine's second-year student, Shinji Ibu.

In terms of strength, it's just a nobody on the side of the road.

However, his confident and arrogant demeanor was unmatched even by national-level masters. But unfortunately, Shibukawa wasn't Tezuka; he didn't have such a good temper.

"Let's try you out and see if I can meet the upgrade requirements for [Rapid Start] now."

The thought crossed my mind.

After catching the tennis ball, Shibukawa tossed it into the air, then stood on his tiptoes, raising his upper body while swinging his racket, leaning forward and then quickly pressing down.

"Oh?"

Kuki on the other side was a little surprised.

He initially thought Shibukawa was a sacrificial lamb arranged by Coach Yamabuki to avoid revealing their team's true strength. However, he was surprised to find that the opponent's serving motion and posture were actually quite convincing.

Bang!

But the next moment.

When Shibukawa's racket struck the tennis ball, producing a crisp, resonant sound, Kuki's pupils suddenly contracted.

fast!

too fast!

The tennis ball shot towards them like a bullet, its speed unbelievable.

With a snap.

Before Kuki could react, the tennis ball landed on the ground and bounced quickly out of the service line in front of him.

"15-0!"

The referee on the high chair spoke, and the scene fell into a brief silence.

[Hit an excellent serve]

[Serving Experience +4]

[Current serve level: lv0 (4/10)]

at the same time.

A message appeared before Shechuan's eyes.

"As expected, serving can activate skills. Judging from this, short serves, slices, and lobs should all be able to trigger the skill panel."

Shechuan thought to himself.

Just like with a spike, he can only meet the conditions for skill activation if he hits a sufficiently outstanding scoring shot.

More importantly, once these skills reach a certain level, they may awaken special effects, just like swinging a racket or running.

Thinking this way.

When Shibukawa looked up at Kuki again, a smile appeared in his eyes. This wasn't some villainous extra; he was clearly his lucky star.

"In that case, why don't we just use the rest of your skills on you?"

"That, that guy..."

the other side.

Originally furious at being scored on by the opponent's serve, Kuki instinctively looked up, intending to glare fiercely at his opponent. However, when his gaze met Shibukawa's, a chill inexplicably ran down his spine.

The feeling was as if I were being targeted by some dangerous person.

"That damned guy!"

However, Kuki's brain circuits are different from those of ordinary people.

After a brief moment of panic, he quickly regained his previous confidence and found reasons to justify himself.

"That must have been a coincidence."

"Yes, that guy's serve was pretty good. But I underestimated him, otherwise, how could I have failed to even touch the tennis ball?"

With Kuki's self-strategy, he completely recovered from the shock of losing the point, changed his receiving position, and immediately adopted a state of high alert.

Bang!

really.

Although Shibukawa's serve was also very fast, it was received by Kuki. This made the latter even more convinced that he was very strong, but he had only underestimated his opponent and allowed him to launch a successful sneak attack.

But in reality, this was just a serve that Shekawa didn't take seriously in order to practice his skills.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

on the field.

The two players hit the tennis ball back and forth.

Kuki grew increasingly confident and fearless with each battle. Shibukawa, on the other hand, wasn't in a hurry to attack; he was trying to find his rhythm so he could hit shots that would earn him recognition on his proficiency chart.

Snapped.

Sudden.

Seizing the opportunity, Shibukawa played a short ball, catching Kuki off guard.

[Hit an excellent short shot]

[Short ball experience +4]

[Current Short Ball Level: lv0 (4/10)]

Seeing the prompt on the panel, Shibukawa was very satisfied. He then used the same technique again, hitting another beautiful short ball.

Tatata! ! !

but.

Kuki, however, had anticipated this and charged forward.

"Hmph, do you really think I'm that stupid? The same trick won't work on me."

With a cold laugh to himself, he visibly caught up with the tennis ball and swung his racket to return it before it hit the ground a second time.

Snapped!

however.

This is the opportunity that Shechuan has been waiting for.

He controlled his power, using his excellent touch at that moment to swing the racket and hit the ball with a sharp, high lob.

Swish!

Kuki abruptly turned his head, his face deathly pale, as he stared at the tennis ball that had soared over his head and landed behind him. He silently prayed that the ball would go out of bounds.

"40-0!"

But the score announced by the referee completely disheartened him.

As expected, Shechuan activated the [Highball] skill.

Then, Shibukawa struck while the iron was hot, scoring from Kuki's hand with a technically sound slice shot, thus reactivating the [Slice Shot] skill.

"Game!"

"Yamabuki, 1-0, switch positions!"

The game is over.

Kuki was completely stunned, and the way the players from the surrounding clubs looked at Shibukawa had also completely changed.

"That's what you call Shibukawa's incredible strength!"

"Yeah, Kuki was no match for them at all. Yamabuki... if I remember correctly, they made it into the Kanto Tournament this year too, right?"

"Yeah, this Shibukawa is definitely of the Kanto class!"

While everyone was discussing it.

Outside the court, both Kakimoto's coach, Kensuke Kuki, and the temporarily recruited coach, Araki, looked grim.

In today's match, strengthening Kakiki's doubles skills is secondary. The real purpose is to make Kuki Kiichi famous and to establish his reputation.

That's why Kensuke Kuki didn't arrange for his son to play either singles 2 or singles 1.

As a result, no one expected that Kuki would be suppressed to such an extent.

"Kiichi".

During the break, Kensuke Kuki said with a stern face, "Get serious. So many people are watching, don't let me down."

"I...I understand."

Kuki, who had originally wanted to explain something, trembled involuntarily when he saw his father's cold and stern gaze.

The game resumed quickly.

Determined to wash away his humiliation, Kuki took a deep breath and launched a powerful attack right from the start. The sound and force of his shots were quite intimidating, startling some less discerning viewers.

They thought Kuki was going to turn the tables and kill his opponent.

The Kakiki team members also got excited. A third consecutive loss would be too embarrassing for them. If Kuki could turn the tide, it would at least give Yamabuki a strong counterattack.

In contrast, the Yamabuki crew remained calm.

"In the last game, Shibukawa used four different methods to score. He seems to be on the defensive now, but in reality, every move of his opponent is within his calculations."

Tezuka, standing in the crowd, felt a slight stirring in his heart.

"So, he's a data-driven player like Qian?"

"No, that's not right."

"It's not data, it's insight. He saw right through Kuki's actions. Just who is this Shibukawa?"

In the end, Tezuka's gaze towards Shibukawa changed. If the other was a first-year student, he would be even more outstanding than the two players on his own team.

"Wait, his short ball... ugh!"

Sudden.

As if he had discovered something, Tezuka, who had been calm, raised an eyebrow and a strange light flashed in his eyes.