My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

on the field.

The two figures clashed fiercely.

The crowd outside the stadium was completely stunned by the two players' offensive exchange, and everyone had a blank expression on their faces.

"This guy... is so strong!"

Sengoku returned the tennis ball again, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.

He hadn't expected that even using nearly 80% of his strength, he still couldn't suppress his opponent. Although he had overestimated his opponent before the match, it now seemed that Shibukawa's strength was completely on par with his own.

Bang!

Just then.

A crisp sound of the ball being struck rang out.

Before Sengoku could react in surprise, the tennis ball whizzed past him. In that brief moment of distraction, his opponent had seized the opportunity?

Boom!

The tennis ball lands on the ground.

Looking at the clear imprint of the ball's trajectory on the ground, the man in the high chair announced loudly, "0-30!"

The scene quieted down.

Everyone looked at Shibukawa with surprise or shock.

Sengoku's name was practically legendary to them. He was, in a sense, the best tennis player in the region.

Putting everything else aside, they had just witnessed firsthand that the guy who had utterly defeated them could only slink away in the face of Sengoku.

however.

Even someone as strong as Sengoku is currently being suppressed.

"Again."

Taking a light breath, Sengoku hit the tennis ball again.

He was unwilling to accept defeat, believing that he had been distracted and that his opponent had taken advantage of the situation. Otherwise, he might not have lost the point.

therefore.

After that shot, Sengoku decisively launched an attack. He was already very experienced, and with his excellent technique and sharp insight, he did indeed show signs of putting Shibukawa on the defensive at the beginning.

However, as the match progressed, Sengoku realized something was wrong; he hadn't broken through Shibukawa's defense. Instead, the two gradually reached a stalemate.

The advantage of having a thousand koku of grain has vanished completely!

"His shot... is so steady!"

Sengoku was secretly alarmed.

In the past, with his offensive just now, even top-level players or some Kanto-level players would have had their defenses breached.

However, Shibukawa only briefly fell into a disadvantageous position before quickly recovering.

Not only that.

What was even more unbelievable to Sengoku was that he was actually being suppressed by the other party.

"How is that possible?"

Sengoku's first thought was disbelief.

Immediately, he realized what was happening, his eyes fixed on his opponent: "Data tennis?!"

He recalled the matches where Shibukawa defeated Muromachi and Minami. Once a match reached a certain stage, his opponent's actions would be anticipated.

Shechuan, on the other hand, seemed to know in advance the direction of his opponent's movements, the timing of his shot and the route of his return, always leading by half a step.

This is clearly the style of play in data tennis.

in other words.

His data on Sengoku Kiyosumi has been almost completely known to his opponents.

Bang!

really.

Then the ball.

As if anticipating Sengoku's reaction, Shibukawa suddenly made a move, piercing through the opponent's defense with a single shot.

"0-40!"

Shechuan scored again.

The people at the scene were numb.

Sengoku's expression was rather unpleasant.

Despite his reluctance to admit it, the facts before him proved that he was indeed suppressed by Shibukawa in a head-on confrontation.

"Data tennis is the most effective weapon against conventional tennis."

Sengoku recalled the characteristics of data tennis in his mind and pondered silently.

Although this ability demands high levels of intelligence, analytical skills, and strategic planning from the players, perhaps only one in ten people can execute a data-driven approach.

However, Sengoku was not unfamiliar with masters of data flow.

Putting aside others, Seigaku's regular player, Sadaharu Inui, and Renji Yanagi, one of the three giants of Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School, are both experts in this field.

Especially Liu, one of the core players of Rikkai University, which dominated the national tournament for two consecutive years. His opponent's data-driven tennis played an indispensable role in Rikkai University's victory.

Unfortunately.

In this year's Kanto Tournament, Yamabuki faced Rikkai and was eliminated in the first round. Sengoku's opponent was none other than Yanagi, known as the "Strategist of Rikkai."

The two met in singles match 3.

As expected, Sengoku, whose intelligence was completely known to his opponent, was utterly defeated in the early stages. Only his later outburst, using other abilities, allowed him to salvage some face.

But in the end, Sengoku was defeated by Yanagi.

However, he did gain something. At least for Sengoku, he found some ways to deal with data tennis.

"The so-called data refers to the opponent's playing style, personal habits, and basic numerical abilities."

at this time.

As Sengoku bent over to hit the tennis ball, a way to break the deadlock flashed through his mind: "Therefore, the simplest way to break the opponent's anticipated advantage is to unexpectedly break the rules!"

call!

The thought crossed my mind.

Sengoku tossed the tennis ball high into the air.

Then, his gaze focused on the tennis ball in mid-air. The next moment, he swung his racket forcefully, sending the ball flying with a loud thud.

This serve is fast and powerful.

but.

This wasn't difficult for Shibukawa, who could easily defeat even Tiger Cannon. However, after he returned the tennis ball, he inexplicably felt a pang of anxiety.

Bang!

next moment.

The tennis ball, which had just been hit, landed on his backhand side without warning. It was so fast that even Shibukawa couldn't react in time.

"Forehead!"

The man in the high chair paused for a moment, then spoke after regaining his composure: "15-40!"

"hiss......"

"What exactly happened?"

"Yeah, even Shibukawa didn't react. Could this be Sengoku's true strength?"

The crowd outside the venue whispered among themselves.

They couldn't even keep up with the speed of the previous duel between the two, let alone see clearly how Sengoku launched his attack.

"Half-volley?"

Shibukawa narrowed his eyes, glanced at Sengoku's location, and seemed to be deep in thought.

"With my level 7 swing, even without using my full strength, the speed of my return shot is definitely something that most people can't react to."

"Even if he's a thousand koku, at most he can move to the appropriate return zone before the tennis ball bounces off the ground."

"But that last shot was clearly a volley."

This is very unusual.

For Shibukawa, who has been practicing tennis for some time and has a natural data analysis system in his mind, it is not so easy to do.

"It would indeed be difficult for someone else to do, but if it were him..."

Thinking of this, Shibukawa raised his head and looked at Sengoku.

To be precise.

His gaze locked onto the other person's brown eyes. Then, Shibukawa's lips curled into a smile: "Looks like you're completely serious now."

That's right.

Shibukawa had already seen through the other party's capabilities.

It's none other than the incredibly powerful talent from the early stages of the original story—dynamic vision!

Moreover, Sengoku's dynamic vision is far superior to that of the original protagonists, Echizen Ryoma and Kikumaru Eiji.

The dynamic vision of the two people behind them is only enough to see the changes in moving objects. But Sengoku's is like slow-motion footage captured by a high-speed camera.

From Sengoku's perspective.

Once he uses that formidable eye, the surrounding scenery visibly slows down. This allows him to clearly see the changes in expression on everyone's face, even down to every single hair on a tennis ball moving at high speed.

Therefore.

Only then could he, after retaliating against Shechuan, deliver a perfectly timed, fast, and accurate mid-volley without hesitation.

"I never imagined that you would push me to this point."

After delivering a half-volley, Sengoku's expression turned cold, and he looked extremely serious: "However, the match ends here."

In Sengoku's view, once he unleashes his strongest move, the rest of the match will be nothing more than a one-sided massacre.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

really.

As the game continued.

With his dynamic vision activated, Sengoku completely seized control of the game. Every shot he made was launched in an instant, so fast that Shibukawa had no chance to react.

and.

The opponent, now fully serious, is also deliberately changing his playing style in order to avoid the data and information about Sengoku that Shibukawa had previously collected.

This was also the solution he came up with after losing to Liu.

That means you should never reveal your most accurate information. As long as your tactics keep changing, your opponent will be unable to predict your moves in advance.

Sengoku's strategy proved to be correct.

In the following plays, Shibukawa completely switched to a defensive stance. However, Sengoku, with his terrifying dynamic vision, was able to pinpoint and attack the opponent's weakest point every time.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye.

When Sengoku scored again with a smash, Iru, sitting on the high chair, announced loudly, "Game! Sengoku, 1-0, change positions!"

"Wow, that's strong!"

"This is Sengoku's true strength!"

"Nonsense, that's Senkoku, one of the top fighters in Yamabuki. When he gets serious, the outcome of this match is already decided."

now.

The crowd around the stadium looked at Sengoku with nothing but deep awe.

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

The name Sengoku Kiyosumi is an absolute authority in this area. But they had only heard of him before; now, seeing him with their own eyes, the shock they felt was beyond words.

but.

Some people looked at Shechuan with puzzled expressions.

In their view, since their opponent dared to challenge Sengoku, he must have some skill. Now that he's being suppressed, he'll most likely get serious and retaliate.

But reality has left these people somewhat disappointed.

In the following second and third games, Sengoku continued to use his superior dynamic vision and superb skills to completely break through Shibukawa's defense.

The latter was firmly pinned down at the baseline, unable to advance an inch.

"As expected, a thousand koku is a thousand koku."

Seeing this, Rulai, sitting on the high chair, sighed inwardly.

Sengoku's strength was already widely recognized. Now, he is merely proving once again that the dignity of a true Kanto-level master is not to be challenged.

"However, it's quite remarkable that he could do that much."

immediately.

The newcomer's gaze turned to one side of the court, and upon seeing Shibukawa, who had gained the right to serve after the exchange of positions, a sense of melancholy welled up within him.

In his view, this is the price of challenging authority.

However, considering that both are members of Yamabuki, Sengoku probably won't do anything too outrageous.

"Hey, Shibukawa."

However, just as Shibukawa was about to bend down and hit the tennis ball, Sengoku suddenly spoke up: "Your skill level should be more than that, right?"

Sengoku remembers it very clearly.

The opponent hasn't played much offensive tennis so far.

You have to understand, back at the Seishundai Club, the boy in front of you launched a fierce attack on Tezuka without any hesitation.

Furthermore, through a series of interconnected and strategic maneuvers, they secured a point directly from Tezuka's hand.

Even if Sengoku is very confident in his own abilities, he wouldn't be so arrogant as to think that he is under more pressure than Tezuka.

Obviously.

The other party still has reservations.

Sengoku had been keeping a close watch on things, not daring to let his guard down.

"really."

Upon hearing Sengoku's words, Shibukawa smiled and said, "Since you've even resorted to dynamic vision, I have no reason to keep hiding it any longer."

This statement came out.

Everyone around, including the person sitting on the high chair, was taken aback.

"This guy... he still has some strength left to spare?"

He squinted as he entered.

At the same time, he also caught the key phrase "dynamic vision" mentioned by Shibukawa. This is Sengoku's strongest weapon, even more dangerous than the Tiger Cannon.

"In other words..."

Thinking of this, Izumi looked at Shibukawa with a hint of surprise and uncertainty: "Was Sengoku able to suppress this person just now because of his dynamic vision?"

More importantly, even so, they still couldn't force the opponent to reveal their true strength!

"really."

Upon hearing Shibukawa's reply, Sengoku's heart sank. He narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at his opponent, seemingly wanting to see what move his opponent would make.

"Um?"

But the next moment.

Everyone, including Sengoku, was bewildered by Shibukawa's actions.

The opponent held the racket to their side, then pinched their bangs back with both hands. Their black hair was neatly flipped outwards, leaving only a single strand sticking up slightly.

Then.

A black hairband had appeared on Shibukawa's left hand at some point, and he skillfully tied up his excess long hair.

In an instant.

The once unremarkable, unremarkable boy with delicate features became more defined after he swept his hair back, especially his eyes, which were as calm, clear, and incredibly deep as obsidian.

"Hmm."

Upon seeing this, Sengoku's expression changed slightly.

The other party had only made a simple gesture, but in his eyes, Shibukawa suddenly transformed from a silent and introverted figure into a sharp and piercing sword!

"So, this is your true nature?"

Sengoku looked at the boy in front of him and said with a furrowed brow.

The change in the other person's appearance further solidified his previous suspicions. This person had been biding their time, secretly accumulating power.

And now.

The other party seemed to have ended their period of hiding behind the scenes and revealed their true nature. Moreover, with just one glance, Sengoku felt an inexplicable pressure enveloping him.

Swish!

Immediately.

Sengoku spread his legs, lowered his center of gravity, and assumed a serious, ready-to-fight stance.

"Come on, Shibukawa."

"Let me see your true strength!"