My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

"Arrogant?"

Atobe scoffed, "Those two words don't exist in my dictionary."

For someone who joined Hyotei a year ago, became captain as a first-year junior high student, and led the team to the national tournament, a team of Yamabuki's caliber was a waste of his time, even if the captain spoke to him.

"Yeah?"

However, on Yamabuki's side, a third-year regular player immediately said in a strange tone, "If I remember correctly, Hyotei only made it to the quarterfinals, right? They didn't even win a single match against Rikkai!"

"that is."

Another person sneered, "What's the use of having more people? He's just a king who rules over Monkey Mountain."

"What did you say?!"

Atobe's gaze immediately turned cold.

The regular players and ordinary players of Hyotei behind him all looked at the speaker, Yamabuki, with a dangerous gaze.

"What's wrong? Did I touch a nerve?"

The third-year student from Yamabuki was not intimidated at all.

This was, after all, the venue for the National Tournament, so he wasn't worried at all that the Hyotei people would make a move. After all, if Yamabuki really got beaten up by the Hyotei people, it wouldn't be them who would lose face if word got out.

Off-field violence involving multiple players bullying the weak is extremely egregious.

really.

Atobe quickly calmed down.

He turned his head and fixed his gaze on Uesugi: "Although it's a bit of a waste of time, I think it's still necessary to teach you guys how to respect others."

"Um?"

Uesugi's expression changed slightly.

This was a direct challenge from them. And as the captain of Yamabuki, he couldn't evade it under any circumstances.

"it is good."

Almost instantly, Uesugi nodded and said, "Then let me experience the strength of you, the captain of Hyotei."

Then.

The two sides arrived at a nearby vacant court and stood on opposite sides. Immediately, the effect of Hyotei's force of over 150 people became apparent.

"This feeling..."

The hearts of Shintomi, Touhou, and others on Yamabuki's side sank slightly.

Facing the overwhelming force of Hyotei's lineup, their group of only six or seven members appeared outnumbered and outmatched. They were thus subtly put on the defensive in terms of morale.

"Hyotei!"

"Hyotei!"

"Hyotei!"

...

And just then...

Within the Hyotei camp, chants of slogans began to rise one after another. At first, they were scattered, but soon they became unified.

The shouts of hundreds of people in unison felt like a surging tide, overwhelming and crushing everything in their path. This caused cold sweat to pour down the foreheads of the already stressed Yamabuki members.

"Damn it."

"These guys are cheating."

"Hyotei... is truly terrifying!"

The Yamabuki group was deeply shocked.

They are the main players, and all have experience participating in main tournament matches. They are well aware of the immense psychological pressure that this scale and atmosphere can put on the players.

immediately.

The Yamabuki members all looked at their own captain.

Fortunately, Uesugi's face showed no change in the face of Hyotei's imposing aura.

"Let's begin."

Uesugi raised his head and looked calmly at his opponent.

In his view, Hyotei's ability to reach the national tournament is certainly due to their own strength, but such underhanded tactics must have also played a significant role.

Before the match even started, they overwhelmed their opponents with their sheer force of will.

Unfortunately, Uesugi, as the captain of Yamabuki, is far superior to ordinary regular players in terms of both competition experience and mental fortitude.

of course.

He did not underestimate his opponent.

After all, Hyotei was able to reach the quarterfinals, so Atobe, as the captain, must be quite strong. However, Uesugi Kenichi was equally confident in his own abilities and believed he wouldn't lose to his opponent.

This is his pride as a third-grader.

In Uesugi's view, this match is very likely to turn into a protracted battle. At that point, the effect of so-called talent will be greatly reduced, and match experience and mental resilience will be the real keys to determining the outcome.

And that is precisely Uesugi's strength.

Swish!

The thought crossed my mind.

Uesugi spread his legs apart, gripped his racket with both hands, leaned forward, lowered his center of gravity, and assumed a ready-to-fight stance.

His opponent was also a ministerial-level figure, so he deserved to be treated this way.

Even Uesugi had a fleeting thought that he could take advantage of the opponent's youth and arrogance, and launch a preemptive strike.

"Once I gain the upper hand, I can control the pace of the game."

"By then, the other side will definitely be caught off guard and expose more weaknesses."

"If we can defeat Atobe, we'll prove that Yamabuki is no weaker than Hyotei. Even if we don't make it to the national tournament, other teams won't dare to underestimate us."

Bang!

however.

Just as Uesugi was having a lot of ideas in his mind and believed he was more than 70% sure he could beat his opponent, a pale yellow light suddenly burst forth on the service line in front of him without warning.

Swish!

In an instant.

Time seemed to stand still.

The shocked expressions on the faces of the Yamabuki group froze.

Uesugi, as the captain, was also in a state of intense shock, staring in disbelief at the clear mark imprinted on the service line.

Pat-pat...

At this time.

The sound of a tennis ball hitting the wall and rolling back came from behind Uesugi. He snapped out of his daze and subconsciously wiped his forehead, only to find his hand covered in cold sweat.

"This guy..."

Uesugi took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

He knew he had underestimated his opponent; the opponent was far stronger than he had imagined. But the more this was the case, the more he needed to stay calm, otherwise the situation would only worsen.

"This time, you won't score on your serve."

Uesugi perked up, his gaze fixed on Atobe. Then, he saw Atobe toss the tennis ball up, bend his knees and back in a standard motion, then quickly extend his body, raise his body, and swing his racket to smash the ball.

The whole process was as smooth as flowing water, a delight to watch.

Bang!

immediately.

A crisp sound of the ball hitting the ground rang out.

Uesugi, who was fully focused, also used his experience from previous matches to predict the trajectory and landing point of the tennis ball.

As it turns out, he truly lived up to his title as the captain of Yamabuki, possessing the skill level of a Kanto-class player.

After adjusting his mindset, he immediately caught the trajectory of Atobe's serve, including accurately judging its landing point.

Boom!

however.

Just as the tennis ball landed and Uesugi tried to react and return the ball, his pupils suddenly contracted uncontrollably.

"Can't move?!"

As the tennis ball bounced rapidly after landing and swept past him, a storm of emotions surged within Uesugi.

A bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

When Uesugi raised his head again, his gaze toward Atobe suddenly became filled with apprehension and...fear!

...

Pfft!

In the blink of an eye.

Ten minutes passed.

"Huff...huff..."

One side of the stadium.

A brown-haired boy, wearing a white-green short-sleeved shirt and covered in sweat, knelt on the ground, panting heavily.

"Yamabuki's tennis is nothing special."

The handsome young man opposite him, wearing a light gray short-sleeved shirt, gave a disdainful sneer and turned to leave.

"This guy..."

The other members of the Yamabuki team were very angry, but when they thought about how the other side could easily defeat their captain, they felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Niito sighed, "There's nothing we can do. The gap between the national level and the Kanto level is just too big. The minister..."

"National level? Are you kidding me?"

But just then, a boy with short, wine-red hair, who was passing by the Hyotei team, sneered, "That Atobe guy didn't even use 60% of his strength."

This statement came out.

The expressions of Yamabuki and the others froze once again.