Prince of Tennis Fraudster

The two young men competing inside were just two junior high school students.

At this moment, Yamaura made a gesture of invitation and smiled at the two of them, saying, "Please, gentlemen!"

"No!"

To everyone's surprise, Taneshima shook his head and turned to look at the game on the field. "Let's watch this game first before we talk."

Yamaura's eyes showed a hint of impatience as he turned to look at Kimishima on the other side: "Look..."

"Let's take a look then."

Kimishima smiled, and his opinion of the former professional player in his heart dropped a point.

"OK then."

Yamaura frowned, but remembering his plan, he had to suppress his temper and turn to look at the match inside. But once he looked, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

The outermost layer of the stadium is covered by special glass, allowing people outside to see what's happening inside, but people inside cannot see people outside.

This is to make it easier for coaches to observe the trainees' progress, while also ensuring that it doesn't affect the players' training mindset.

It's clear that Shanpu has put in a lot of effort to grow and become stronger.

boom!

Sanada leaped into the air and unleashed another powerful smash... The tennis ball sank fiercely, slamming into Niou's side.

"30-40!"

"That smash..."

Seeing the young man land steadily, Yamaura let out a soft exclamation, his eyes gradually brightening.

"As expected of Sanada, his spikes are even stronger than Tachibana's."

Ren-ou's gaze narrowed slightly, but he then smiled and said, "But if you want to smash, I'll play along to the end."

boom!

Niou quickly moves to the net after setting up the tennis ball.

Tap tap!

As Sanada moved to the landing point of the tennis ball, he felt a fierce aura pressing down on him. He raised an eyebrow and looked up to see Niou leaping forward.

"Hmph, full of flaws!"

Seeing this, he suddenly slammed the tennis ball down and hit it towards Niou's backhand side.

"Hey!"

To everyone's surprise, the opponent chuckled lightly, quickly tossed the racket to his right hand, and unleashed a beastly aura.

boom!

With a single clash of rackets, the flying tennis ball instantly transformed into countless afterimages.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

"A trivial skill!"

Niou's strength was inferior to Tachibana's, so Sanada naturally didn't take the power of the explosive ball seriously. He quickly scanned the area, instantly locating the tennis ball, and with a flick of his racket, sent the ball flying.

call!

At that moment, a figure suddenly leaped up, muscles relaxed, head bowed, upper body leaning forward completely...

A powerful overhead smash!

Swish!

Reaching its highest point, Niou raised his racket and smashed the tennis ball down with a powerful blow.

boom!

With a loud bang, the tennis ball slammed down fiercely.

"good."

Outside, Yamaura nodded. "That 'tennis illusion' move was just bait; this smash is the real killer move. His tennis IQ and technique are both excellent, each move perfectly executed. This smash won't be easy to return..."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Sanada, who was standing quietly. His previously indifferent eyes flashed, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Boom!

As if a mountain had collapsed, a muffled thud echoed across the stadium.

Da da da……

The tennis ball rolled down behind Niou, who had just landed.

"Game! Sanada, 2-1!"

Chapter 82 The Technique of Mountain Collapse [2/5, Please Subscribe!]

The stadium was completely silent, both inside and out.

"Immovable as a mountain...?"

After a long while, King Ren finally came to his senses.

His smash seemed to hit a rock face with no gaps, no openings. The tennis ball bounced off and landed behind him.

He hadn't seen Fuji and Oshitari's giant bear counterattacks, so he didn't know what that experience was like. As for Sanada's counterattack smash, if he had to describe it in one word, it would be 'steady'.

A glint of surprise appeared in Tanejima's eyes: "Swift backhand, exquisite slice, fiery smash—is this now a defense as solid as a mountain wall?"

Kimishima, standing nearby, chuckled, "Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain... This guy seems to be practicing Takeda Shingen's military strategy. Interesting..."

"These two people..."

Yamaura's mind raced. Niou's series of coordinated attacks, Sanada's endless stream of special techniques—and the fact that both were at most a year older than high school students—made him realize that even if Tanejima and Kimishima wanted to negotiate a contract, he would still watch the entire match.

Exchange courts.

Sanada held the tennis ball in his hand and glanced at Niou across from him.

At this point in the match, it was time to call it a day. All Niou wanted was a one-on-one fight. Sanada may be an emperor, but he's not a tyrant.

When the three of them return to school and discuss the competition schedule, if Renwang can give him a satisfactory reason, it wouldn't be a problem to give him the S1 spot.

but……

His blood, which had gradually dormant over the past three years, began to awaken during this match. If he hadn't been restrained to ensure he was in peak condition for his duel with that person, he probably would have already broken free of his self-imposed limitations.

Moreover, he also wanted to verify his long-held suspicions.

"Niou, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve that you haven't used yet...?"

He murmured something and tossed the tennis ball into the air.

With arms naturally extended, the player then grips the racket and swings it forward as if wielding a bamboo sword.

boom!

A swift, wind-like backswing!

"A good serve..."

Yamaura nodded slightly, then turned to look at the running Niou. The quick serve hadn't affected him at all; it seemed his eyesight and match experience were quite extensive.

boom!

With a flick of the racket, Niou's eyes widened suddenly.

At that moment, Tanejima and Kimishima frowned slightly. This blue-haired guy seemed like a completely different person to them.

"A change of style...?"

Taneshima was somewhat uncertain, after all, as far as he knew, the only tennis ability in all of Japan that could change tennis style was a special tennis ability called 'Muga'.

Meanwhile, more and more surprise appeared in Kimishima's calm eyes.

"Ah, even the most perfectly sealed mountain wall has cracks and leaks..."

Niou rested two fingers on the bridge of his nose, his eyesight growing ever sharper, while Sanada's defensive stance crumbled inch by inch, like a weathered rock wall.

"I see!"

With a flash of inspiration, Renou leaped up and smashed his racket down with a powerful slam.

boom!

The tennis ball flew towards Sanada, striking the handle of his racket amidst his hesitant gaze.

Snapped!

With a soft click, the racket slipped from his hand.

call!

On the other side, Renou leaped into the air, a confident smile playing on his lips, and smashed the rebounding tennis ball with his racket.

boom!

With a muffled thud, the tennis ball flew past Sanada, who was gripping his wrist.

A waltz toward destruction!

"0-15!"

"This guy..."

Bending down to pick up the racket, a flicker of horror crossed Sanada's eyes. It seemed his opponent hadn't been Niou, but Atobe.

Ozaki and the other two couldn't help but exclaim, "Amazing!"

Yamaura and Kimishima's eyes lit up. Niou's magnificent attack just now, if packaged a little, would definitely have a huge market.

"The feeling just now..."

Taneshima's eyes narrowed slightly; he seemed to have just seen someone's shadow. But it was only for a moment, and he couldn't be sure.

boom!

Sanada serves, and Niou, highly focused, once again uses his keen eyesight. Spotting an opening in his opponent's defense, he leaps and smashes the ball.

"Humph!"