Prince of Tennis Fraudster

"Since you're here, why didn't you tell me?"

Yamaura suddenly stood up, glared at the secretary beside him, and strode out of the room.

"This……"

Watching the boss's hurried departure, Ono was a little confused.

"Even when the shareholders came, the general manager wasn't this anxious. Just who are those two tennis models...?"

Chapter 79 Sanada's Starting Move [4/5, Please Subscribe!]

"Match begins, Renou serves, game one ends!"

At the Yamaura Club indoor tennis court, Nagano Kazuki, abandoning his usual unorthodox style, looked seriously at Niou, who was swishing a tennis ball.

"Quickly, let me see your true strength!"

This is the best vantage point to observe the strengths of Niou and Sanada. He can use this opportunity to gain a clearer understanding of their genius levels and prepare for his subsequent persuasion efforts.

on the field.

Having observed Sanada's position, Niou tossed the tennis ball with his right hand, slightly bent over, tiptoed, and swung his left arm to press the racket down.

boom!

The tennis ball trembled and shot out. Nagano's pupils contracted sharply at that moment.

"So fast!"

From this vantage point, he could clearly see every movement of Ren's serve. Natural, fluid, and precise, it was as if he had practiced it a million times, leaving no room for criticism.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball sailed over the net, plummeted, and landed precisely in the right third corner of the service line in front of Sanada.

Niou's speed and accuracy demonstrate his exceptional skill.

Nagano's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he thought to himself, "It seems I underestimated him before."

Tap tap!

On the other side, Sanada ran out quickly, raised his racket, and swung it forward to hit the tennis ball that bounced off the ground.

boom!

The tennis ball spun rapidly, and a strong sense of pressure suddenly swept over Nioh.

"As expected of Sanada, I almost missed his swing just now."

Niou chuckled softly, his body moving swiftly towards the tennis ball. He sliced ​​downwards with his racket, then with a sharp flick, sent the ball diagonally towards Sanada's opposite corner.

boom!

boom!

For a moment, the field was filled with the figures of the two running at high speed. Powerful attacks, quick reactions, such a high-intensity duel made Nagano, sitting on the referee's chair, keep twitching his eyelids.

"I think I... made a mistake..."

Ogawa smiled and said to the two tennis models, "Seniors, Manager Natsukawa's office is just ahead."

boom!

boom!

As they walked, the sounds of intense hitting continued to come, and as they got closer, the sounds of their exchanges became clearer.

(dbd a) "Oh?"

The young man, whose skin was as white as chocolate, blinked and laughed, "I didn't expect there would still be people training at this hour."

"This……"

The two companions exchanged a glance, both somewhat surprised. They knew that indoor tennis was only for practice, not for matches. This was because the court was reserved for the Yamaura team members.

"Could it be that those guys who went to participate in the Kanto exchange tournament have already returned?"

Every Sunday at the end of the month, young players from various tennis clubs in Japan gather together to practice against each other.

Ostensibly, it's a friendly competition and training session, but in reality, it's about vying for fame and fortune and gaining favor with sponsors.

The reason why Yamaura is said to be a hidden powerhouse in the Kanto region is that from last year to last month, Yamaura maintained a perfect record in the Kanto region's exchange matches.

"Ah……"

Upon hearing this, the young man with white glasses smiled, his voice neither loud nor soft, seemingly just agreeing. But Xiao Chuan, who knew the other man's identity, couldn't help but feel a bitter smile in his heart.

"That's true. With the perspective of the older generation, how could they possibly think highly of training in a place like this..."

boom!

boom!

But the closer he got, the more serious Ogawa's expression became.

"It's not a stadium nearby?"

The sound of the ball hitting the shuttlecock grew louder and louder, indicating it was no longer just a practice match. "Could it really be like Ozaki and the others said, that those guys came back early?"

"interesting."

The dark-skinned, snow-white-haired youth smiled and suddenly quickened his pace. He finally stopped ten meters from Xiao Chuan and the others, and began to watch with great interest.

"Oh?"

Seeing this, the star-like young man adjusted his glasses and went forward to watch. But when he saw the match inside, a flicker of emotion crossed his usually calm eyes.

"hiss……"

Seeing this, Xiaochuan gasped and followed. When he saw the commotion on the court, his pupils contracted sharply.

"It's him? This state, ugh..."

Before him stood the young man he had seen earlier, the one who had precisely struck the jar. But now, a dark red aura surged from the young man's body, and his intense reaction left Xiao Chuan dumbfounded.

boom!

Renwang leaped forward and slammed down.

"G-game! Niou, 1-0!"

Nagano's face was covered in sweat, and his heart was pounding uncontrollably.

"This...this guy..."

He stared intently at Niou on the exchange court, not because he had found a treasure, but because he had discovered a huge treasure.

"If...if I could be his manager..."

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Nagano's face contorted with rage. If that were the case, he'd probably never have to worry about food or drink for the rest of his life.

"Sanada..."

As they passed each other, Niou smiled and shook his head, saying, "No need to test me anymore, right? You should know my strength very well."

"Test, probe?"

Nagano's lips twitched. Could it be that the intense fight just now was merely a test?

"Oh?"

Beside Xiaochuan, two young men simultaneously revealed a smile.

"Humph!"

After letting out a cold snort, as if he had stepped into character, Sanada's aura changed, causing Ogawa and the others to involuntarily lower their gazes.

Snapped!

Snapped!

With a couple of light taps on his racket, Sanada tossed the tennis ball into the air without even glancing at Niou on the other side.

At the same time, he raised his right racket, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he exerted force with his arm.

boom!

With a loud thud, the pupils of the people around him contracted sharply, while Renwang's expression turned serious.

Bang!

The tennis ball, like a cannonball landing, passed by him.

"1, 15-0!"

Nagano said in a trembling voice, even though he hadn't seen how the person swung the racket at all.

Ogawa's voice trembled as he said, "W-such a fast backswing..."

"Nice serve!"

The snow-white-haired youth smiled: "A swift backswing, not bad, quite interesting."

Chapter Eighty: Wind, Forest, and Fire [5/5, Please Subscribe!]

boom!

Another ball, after a blurry swing, the tennis ball landed like a cannonball at Niou's feet and then bounced out.

"30-0!"

"Hiss... Ozaki, did you see his swing clearly?"

"No, the scene just now was like the blurry feeling I get when I'm speeding on a motorcycle."

"Hmm, I guess we weren't strong enough to see that person's movements clearly. Xiaochuan should be fine, right, Xiaochuan?"

"Um... well, I can barely see it..."

Ogawa was taken aback at first, then gave what he thought was a calm smile. After speaking, he glanced at the bespectacled senior next to him, and seeing that the other was staring at the court, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness no one saw it..."

He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of this senior, so even if the chances were slim, he had to try, hoping to get a recommendation from him.

"As long as we can get into that place, all those high school competitions are just child's play..."

As for the swing of that person, he did see it, but it wasn't much better than what Ozaki and the others had done. He could only vaguely see the general location of the hit, and he couldn't even see the point of impact.