My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

After Shechuan finished speaking, the scene became quiet for a moment.

The club's players frowned, but because of Sengoku's strong performance, they dared not say anything more.

On the other hand, the people on Yamabuki's side all looked somewhat surprised and uncertain.

"What's going on?"

"Doesn't Shibukawa know that the person on the other side is Tezuka from Seigaku?"

"This... I'm afraid he really doesn't know."

"This isn't a matter of knowing or not knowing. That's Tezuka Kunimitsu! Don't forget, in the semifinals of this year's tournament, Sengoku didn't even win a single game against him!!!"

In their eyes, although Tezuka was only 13 years old and a second-year junior high school student, the fact that he could easily defeat Sengoku meant that his strength was definitely at the national level.

Shechuan's actions were undoubtedly asking for trouble.

"Shibukawa, don't do anything reckless."

At this moment, Uesugi spoke up, trying to stop the other party.

Although he wasn't confident he could fight Tezuka, as the captain, Uesugi still had to be responsible for his team members.

"It's alright, Minister."

To everyone's surprise, Shibukawa turned around, a smile appearing on his handsome face: "This matter had to be resolved eventually, didn't it?"

"Well!"

Uesugi was stunned.

Meanwhile, Sengoku and the other Yamabuki players on the field stared in astonishment at the boy's retreating figure as he continued walking onto the field.

Sengoku, in particular, felt a complex mix of emotions that he couldn't quite describe.

"This kid..."

Not far away, Banta watched the black-haired boy step forward, his admiration growing. He knew the boy's personality well: calm, unassuming, and fond of blending into the crowd.

It is undoubtedly very courageous of them to stand up now when both Sengoku and Uesugi are intimidated.

As for the claim that Shibukawa didn't know Tezuka and acted recklessly, Banta didn't believe it for a second. On the contrary, it was clearly a signal that the other party was no longer prepared to keep a low profile.

Banta was also curious about what kind of confidence his opponent had that made him dare to fight Tezuka alone.

...

"A competition?"

Tezuka raised an eyebrow as he watched Shibukawa enter the court.

He is no longer the spirited young man who joined Seigaku a little over a year ago. Because of that accident, he has become more composed, less flamboyant, and more focused on the big picture.

Originally, he only intended to stop this farce.

Unexpectedly, no one on Yamabuki's side dared to respond, leading to a misunderstanding among the members of the Seishundai Club, who then started to mock them, further escalating the conflict.

now.

Finally, someone from Yamabuki stepped forward.

But the other party suggested using tennis to solve the problem.

"How about this?"

Seeing Tezuka's hesitation, Shibukawa smiled and said, "This matter isn't complicated to begin with, and neither side has any major conflicts. How about we decide the outcome with a single point, and regardless of the result, this matter ends here?"

"One goal to win or lose?"

Tezuka nodded slightly upon hearing this, as the other party's suggestion coincided with his own thoughts.

"it is good."

He immediately nodded and said, "We'll only play one point. Regardless of the outcome, we'll call it a draw."

This is clearly a good stepping stone. Both the members of Yamabuki and the players of Seishundai can accept it.

"That's interesting."

Seeing this, Coach Araki, who was not far away, laughed and said, "Old Ban, your student is quite good."

"It's alright."

Banta smiled and said, "He is indeed a very good prospect, but compared to Tezuka, there is still a big gap."

Araki laughed and said, "Not everyone has the courage to face Tezuka. Even if you're not strong enough, just that courage alone surpasses many of your peers."

Ban Tian smiled without saying a word.

Araki was curious about what gave this middle school student from Yamabuki the confidence to challenge Tezuka. He knew Tezuka's strength all too well; it far exceeded the level of a middle school student.

at the same time.

The two players on the court came to the net and decided who would serve by swishing their rackets.

"On the contrary, I guessed right."

Picking up his racket, Shibukawa smiled and said, "Looks like Lady Luck is still on my side."

Lucky?

The gazes of the crowd outside the arena instinctively turned to Sengoku beside him. The latter pursed his lips, his gaze deep and unfathomable, lost in thought.

Then.

Shibukawa and Tezuka each retreated to near the baseline.

The former took out a tennis ball, tapped it lightly twice, and then caught it in his hand. He looked up, smiled, and said, "Tezuka-kun, watch out, I'm about to serve."

call!

As he spoke, he tossed the tennis ball into the air, making a serving motion.

Is it coming?

Outside the court, Araki, seeing this, said, "Serving cannot rely solely on the strength of the hand; it requires the transmission of power through a chain of movements between the legs, waist, and arms."

"That's right."

Ban Tian, ​​standing next to him, nodded: "To serve well, you need a good waist."

In short, it is... core strength!

A serve that relies solely on brute force, like Shinya Akagi's earlier serve, was completely overwhelmed by Sengoku's attack.

at the same time.

On the court, Tezuka's eyes were also fixed on his opponent's movements.

After tossing the tennis ball into the air, Shibukawa made a motion resembling a bent back bow, giving the impression of a drawn longbow, full of powerful beauty from his spine to his waist.

immediately.

Just as the tennis ball reached its highest point and was about to fall, Shibukawa moved.

He pushed off the ground with both legs, tucked in his abdomen, and twisted his body in one smooth motion. Using the explosive force generated in that instant, he swung his arm and applied the power to the head of the racket, smashing it down like a hammer.

With a loud bang.

The tennis ball shot out like a burning bullet!

"Wow, that's a bullet serve!"

"Wow, Shibukawa's serve has gotten this good?"

The Yamabuki group's expressions all changed.

Even the strongest among them, Sengoku and Uesugi, looked at Shibukawa with serious expressions.

They knew all too well that their opponent had gone from a tennis novice to where they were now in just over two months. What could anyone else have accomplished in such a short time?

But what about crossing the river?

Serve, smash, short ball, lob...

He not only mastered various basic abilities, but was also visibly improving them. Such talent instinctively created an urgent sense of pressure even for Sengoku.

"nice shot!"

As the serve hurtled towards him, a hint of admiration flashed in Tezuka's eyes.

It's the same kind of serve, the bullet serve.

The boy's fundamental skills were undoubtedly outstanding. Even as the tennis ball bounced off the ground, Tezuka could feel the scorching heat carried by the airflow.

Those who haven't put in a lot of hard work on their serves simply can't achieve that.

but.

Tezuka was, after all, a top player among junior high school students.

This serve is a major hurdle for players from clubs like Akagi, and even for players like Minami and Higashi from the Yamabuki side.

But Tezuka only glanced at it briefly, yet he clearly saw the trajectory of the ball. Then, before the tennis ball even hit the ground, he had already moved to the vicinity of the landing point.

Then, he used his left hand to pull back the ball, which bounced back after landing.

"As expected of you."

Seeing this, Shibukawa nodded to himself.

Even if it were Sengoku, he wouldn't have been able to return his serve so easily. But the opponent was Tezuka, and in the later stages of the original work, aside from the two overpowered protagonist brothers, Tezuka Kunimitsu was undoubtedly the number one middle school student!